Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 38 "Notoriety"

When they woke up in the morning, the lions of Gryffindor saw the empty hourglass bottle... If there is a negative number, maybe Gryffindor's current score is negative.

Under the gloating eyes of the little snakes, the little lions sat on the chairs with bored faces, thinking about who was caught doing bad things.

"Oh my god!" Angelina looked at George and Fred in shock, and when she realized that everyone around her was looking over, she quickly lowered her voice, "So you guys have caused Gryffind so many points." number?"

"Uh..." George scratched his head awkwardly, "Actually, there are more..."

"We've been deducted fifty points," Fred went on, "fortunately there's no negative number..."

"But we got to see Professor Embers' spell... so cool!"

"Merlin." Angelina slapped the two of them on the forehead fiercely, "Are you crazy? Fortunately, you met Professor Embers, otherwise you would have become food for eight-eyed spiders!"

Hearing that the two brothers also turned pale, the scene of thousands of spiders galloping frightened them a lot.

"What two lunatics!" Angelina turned her face away and left, looking very angry.

"We should have honestly teased Filch last night..." George muttered, looking a bit regretful.

"Indeed." Fred nodded.

"So what kind of magic did Professor Embers use?" Li Qiaodan asked. He had just listened to it for a long time, and now that Angelina was gone, he could finally ask.

"Hey." Fred chuckled, "Guess..."

"Hi! I'm serious..." Li Qiaodan put his face together, "If you don't tell me, I'll tell others that you guys deducted fifty points from Gryffindor last night."

"It's not fair." George said, and then slowly stretched out his arms to clamp Lee Jordan, "I believe you won't, dear Jordan~"

"This... I can't guarantee this." Li Qiaodan was not afraid, he said with a smile, and today he finally won a victory.

"Then I'm going to tell Angelina that our dear Mr. Lee Jordan likes her fluffy curly hair~" George whispered, "What's behind it?"

"And her eyes that are as bright as magic lamps~ Oh, it's so nasty, Li Jordan!" Fred couldn't stop laughing on his freckled face.

"My God!"

It seems that Li Jordan still hasn't made it back.

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"You mean that Professor Embers defeated about dozens of eight-eyed spiders by himself?" Li Qiaodan's mouth grew big, "This is too, too powerful."

"And I have never seen any of those spells!" Fred said, "Those are all Professor Embers' own spells!"

The few lion cubs around all exclaimed. It seems that the Gryffindor lounge this morning will not be peaceful.

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"Embers, thank you for saving those two children last night." Dumbledore said with a smile. He invited Ash over early in the morning and asked about what happened last night.

"Nothing." Ash said lightly.

Dumbledore still doesn't know about Ash's soul magic, he only knows some general stories, after all, Hagrid who told him is also late.

"Those two children are always so active," said Dumbledore. "The nature of such children is very precious."

"Indeed." Ash nodded, "But they should know how to measure." Proper means not to disturb a scholar who is doing research.

"This is the meaning of the school rules..." Dumbledore said slowly, "Did you punish them for confinement?"

"Yeah." Ash nodded, "They can help me with some research materials."

Dumbledore nodded knowingly, he hadn't forgotten that Ash's original intention of coming here was to study magic...

"There's no danger, is there?" Dumbledore asked, presumptuously, but he felt compelled to ask.

Ash smiled slightly, "No." After thinking for a while, he added, "It's definitely much safer than being in the Forbidden Forest."

Dumbledore didn't say much, he nodded, and then took out a list from the desk drawer, "This is the research authority of thestrals..." He looked at Ash who was surprised and pleasantly surprised, "You can't hurt them , These are the property of the school, if one of my old bones is missing, I will lie on the ground."

So you have to pay for the damage?Ash didn't pay attention to the principal's joke, and reached out to take the list, on which Dumbledore's name was impressively written.

"Give it to Hagrid, he knows how to do it," said Dumbledore, "but Hagrid will be there for every experiment...you won't mind, will you?"

Dumbledore was a little curious about Ash's research, and many recent things made him more sensitive.

"No problem." Ash nodded, anyway, he was just researching casually... He didn't plan to try something about Rodland on the Thestral.

This list was obviously a gift from Dumbledore to thank Ash, which made Ash feel much better, and then regretted letting the Weasley brothers come to his confinement.

This means he cannot leave the office to conduct his own research.

"If you're busy...you can hand over the Weasleys to Severus." Dumbledore spoke slowly, he could see Ash's enthusiasm for studying thestrals.

"Just so he needs someone to help him with those slugs."

Well, Severus...who is this?Ash looked at Dumbledore suspiciously, and couldn't remember which professor's name it was for a while.

It's okay, just let them go by themselves when the time comes... Ash has made a decision.

Looking at Ash who was silent, Dumbledore nodded and let him go.

Looking at Ash going away, Dumbledore spread out his palms to reveal the crystal fragments inside... He actually wanted to ask this Defense Against the Dark Arts professor from the United States just now.

But for some reason, a sense of apprehension or a little mistrust kept him silent.

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As soon as Ash walked out of the door, he felt a little regretful. He just forgot to ask about the Room of Requirement... As the headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore must have known that he should have saved the Weasley brothers just now. Opportunity to ask.

This damned memory... Ashe was generally thinking, he opened his portable notebook and looked at the diary on it... Then he saw ten o'clock in the morning on Sunday...

King Gwen on!He opened his pocket watch, and the pointer on it had already pointed to nine o'clock.

A bad memory can be a real annoyance sometimes, like a writer who keeps forgetting to send out his manuscripts.

There is not much time left for Ash, and not much time left for the author.

Ash quickly walked towards his faculty dormitory. He bought a more decent robe a few days ago. This was at the suggestion of Binns. He said that when visiting someone's house, he must dress appropriately.

And he is a senior official of the Ministry of Magic like Mr. Weasley.

Ash didn't know that the department about Muggles was an idle job...he just knew that Mr. Weasley was a director.

(End of this chapter)