A grand celebration dinner is in full swing in the auditorium. The four long tables that were originally side by side were arranged into a square frame. The elves in the kitchen tried their best to fill the long tables with A variety of mouth-watering foods.
The professors did not maintain their identities. They mingled with the little wizards and chatted happily.
Professor McGonagall pretended not to notice that the Weasley brothers secretly replaced the juice of the little wizards with butterbeer. Snape seemed to be comforting Draco, who looked sad. Professor Wei and Professor Sprout even performed a waltz amidst the roar of everyone.
"Actually, I noticed something was wrong in that bathroom early on"
Lockhart, who had not appeared in front of everyone for two months, appeared despite Madam Pomfrey's dissuasion. Here, he looked pale and could only stand by leaning on the table, but he still tried his best to match his smile with the bright stars on the ceiling.
"But I think breaking into a girls' bathroom "The room is not what a gentleman should have"
"How dare he say that"
Hearing Lockhart's boastful words, Harry's face turned blue with anger. , and Dean next to him made a vomiting expression.
"Professor Blaine went there"
Hermione, who was a little sad about Professor Lockhart's performance, looked around, looking for the young and thin figure.
"He and Principal Dumbledore left midway." Neville answered the question.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other, both slightly uninterested. After a brief exchange, they took some food and left the great hall, heading to the school hospital to find Ron.
On the eighth floor of the castle, Amosta led Dumbledore to push open a smooth door embedded in the wall opposite a tapestry of a troll beating Barnabas silly.
"At that time, I would often practice magic or make potions in some remote classrooms in the castle. Starting from the second semester of fifth grade, you and Professor Snape were watching me. Once, Professor Snape seemed to smell the potion I was carrying, but he didn't say it clearly. Out of caution, I wanted to find a safe place to store my potion. Wandering around here, I accidentally discovered this magical room. "
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This is a room as big as a church. The surrounding scenery looks like a city, with those trees. The high walls are made up of thousands of things hidden by students who are no longer alive. Most of the things can basically hold up garbage, expired potions, rotten and moldy food, and collapsed bookshelves. And boxes, old textbooks and the like
Amosta led Dumbledore deeper and deeper into the maze-like garbage pile, until he came to an old cabinet with a blistered surface. On the top of the cabinet sat a bust of a wizard with pitted cheeks. There was a clear circular indentation on the old gray hairband on his head.
"Here, here it is"
Amosta raised his chin and said to Dumbledore, who looked solemn.
Dumbledore was holding in his hand the broken crown that Amosta had given him last night. He only glanced at the statue and then looked away, turning to look at the building where he was standing. Room.
"It is indeed a good place to hide things. I can probably guess when Tom hid the crown here"
Dumbledore murmured,
"To be honest, Amosta, you have done me a big favor. For so many years, I have always had doubts that Voldemort had split his soul, and I think he may have done it more than once, but I There has been no evidence, but you have confirmed for me two long-standing doubts in my heart in one day."
Although Dumbledore said this, he could not see a trace of relief. Instead, his shoulders He was a little stooped, and his eyebrows seemed to be half drooped under heavy pressure.
Amosta understands why Dumbledore is like this. This is indeed a very troublesome problem. If you want to destroy Voldemort, you must first destroy his Horcrux, but God knows what Voldemort is like this lunatic. Split your soul several times
According to theory, there is no upper limit to the number of times your soul can be split. As long as your broken soul is enough to support the activities of your body, then you can split it dozens or hundreds of times. It's not a problem every time, but in fact, the human soul cannot be that powerful. It is like a piece of white paper. In theory, it can be folded countless times, but in fact, it becomes inoperable after just a few times.
"Then"
Amosta ignored Dumbledore, who was looking down in thought, and walked straight towards the exit,
"If you really If you think I have provided any insignificant help, Headmaster Dumbledore, please don't stare at me all day long, otherwise I will be very distressed."
Although my arm was torn apart by the basilisk's fangs. muscles, but thanks to Fawkes's tears and Madam Pomfrey's professional treatment, Ron's mummy-like bandaged arms could already move. He leaned on the pillow and listened to Harry repeat Lockhart's boasts. After saying that, even his nose was crooked with anger
"It's just him, Harry"
Ron said breathlessly, "Without you, Harry, even Hogwart would be On the day Azkaban collapsed, he couldn't find the door to the Chamber of Secrets. Didn't Myrtle get the punishment she deserved?"
"The Ministry of Magic couldn't imprison a ghost in Azkaban. Yes, Ron." Hermione finally regained her composure and said rationally, "Professor Brain also thinks that judging a ghost is very ridiculous and cruel."
"I don't see it. What's so cruel?"
Ron twisted his nose and looked at Ginny, who was sleeping deeply after drinking a large glass of chocolate milk with sleeping pills a few beds away. This morning, his parents were there. The worried and sobbing look on Ginny's bedside still echoed in Ron's head.
"Speaking of Professor Blaine," Ron looked at Harry, "He has decided to leave, hasn't he?"
Speaking of this, Hermione's mood became depressed again, and even Harry also He took a long breath and looked worried.
"Anyway, that's what Principal Dumbledore told me. He told me that Professor Blaine has completed his duties and he will leave the school soon"
" This is really bad,”
Ron seemed to want to cross his arms, but he forgot about the injury on his right arm, and accidentally touched the wound and grinned in pain,
< p>"His mother also asked me to invite Professor Blaine to our house during the summer vacation. Dad also said that he almost saved our family. It is true that he saved Bill and Charlie when he was in school. Now he has returned from the mysterious It's really a headache to save E and Ginny from the hands of humans and basilisks. This is not a favor that can be repaid easily.""I didn't save you just to gain gratitude, Mr. Weasley. "
Amosta strode in with a smile, looking at the three little wizards who were very surprised by his appearance and said.
"How do you feel, Mr. Weasley?"
"Oh, it's much better, Professor Blaine" said Ron shyly, his ears turning red. He gestured to raise his arms.
Seeing that Ron was in good spirits, Amosta nodded with satisfaction. He sat on the hospital bed next door and smiled at the three of them and said,
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