Hogwarts: The Book of Laws

The dinner ended with cheers from the other three houses except Slytherin. The little snakes were all dejected. No one spoke during the meal. The entire Slytherin table was immersed in a strange atmosphere. Among them, it forms a sharp contrast with the other three tables.

In fact, the Slytherin snakes really hope that the basilisk will always exist, so that this school will truly become their world.

The little snakes were very unhappy after losing the Academy Cup and the Basilisk today.

After dinner, the snakes went back to the common room without saying a word.

"Ryan," Snape called from the doorway of the Slytherin common room.

"professor?"

"Headmaster Dumbledore is looking for you. His command is Bee Bee Sugar." After saying that, Snape left with a cold face.

Although Lean was confused as to what Dumbledore was looking for, he still walked to the eighth floor.

After arriving on the eighth floor and entering the principal's office, Lien was in a trance.

Dumbledore was currently wearing pajamas and a funny pointed hat with a small pompom hanging on the top of the hat.

"Oh, you know, when you get older, you will always like these cute things." Dumbledore raised his head and suddenly realized.

"Okay, let's keep the story short. You know, disturbing an old man's sleep is not a good thing."

Dumbledore's expression changed, making him look more serious.

"Please say."

Rean sat in front of Dumbledore, and he could see from Dumbledore's expression that this matter should be very important.

"Voldemort... Voldemort was parasitic on that basilisk, just like he was parasitic on Quirrell last year. But this time when Harry killed the basilisk, he still let him escape." Dumbledore looked at The little wizard in front of him said with some vague meaning in his tone, "So I want you to pay attention during your trip. Of course, Voldemort is most likely in the Albanian forest, where Quirrell met him before."

"This matter is a bit difficult, you can think about it."

"Professor, why don't you go there yourself?"

Rean didn't want to take on this job. Voldemort was just a remnant soul now, and Dumbledore was just a matter of spells in the past.

"You know, sometimes it's not good to be too famous. People will always pay attention to you wherever you go." Dumbledore shrugged, "Of course, I will pay you."

When Rean heard this, he looked at Dumbledore expectantly.

How could Dumbledore not save something good after being the headmaster for so many years?

"Ahem, okay, okay." Dumbledore didn't expect Lean to be so direct, "Let me look for it, that's what I used when I was young."

With that said, Dumbledore opened his bag and searched inside.

"Haha, found it."

Dumbledore exclaimed in surprise and placed a thin sheet of metal on the table.

This metal sheet looks entirely silver, but there is a hint of gold looming in it. There were countless small inscriptions engraved on the card, and Lien felt dizzy after just one glance.

"This is a general education film. That's how I named it. As for its original name, I don't know it. I found it in a ruins. You only need to wear it on your body and it will allow you to understand anything. A language, at least so far, that I have not encountered that it cannot translate.”

"Of course, this is just an appetizer. Its most important function is to hide your identity as a wizard. Perhaps it was the Muggles who tortured wizards before, so the wizards developed such a thing, which can hide the traces of your spell casting. .”

As he spoke, Dumbledore laughed: "I also took risks when I was young, so I know that sometimes the Ministry of Magic is not trustworthy, so it is necessary to cover up."

Rean nodded and put away the small piece of paper.

"Professor, I will go to the Albanian forest to check." Rean nodded and said.

After receiving money from others, you have to help others do things beautifully.

"Thank you, Rean, honestly, that's great of you to accept." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Then, Dumbledore took another fist-shaped medal and placed it on the table.

"The medal issued by the International Adventure Association allows you to enter the country without reporting. It is a small gift from me, the principal, to the students. You also know how incompetent the officials at the Ministry of Magic are. If you really want to leave, If you enter the country through formal procedures, almost half of a year can be wasted waiting.”

Lien picked up the medal and found that there was nothing else on it except a magic spell to verify its authenticity.

"You only need to enter your own magic power to complete the verification. And don't throw away this medal. It will be troublesome to get a replacement."

Dumbledore looked at Rean who was playing with the medal and said.

Lien nodded, and then entered the magic power for verification on the spot.

"Okay, Lean, you can go back to sleep. The sleep of the elderly cannot be disturbed." After saying that, Dumbledore winked at Lean.

Lean felt a chill and said, "Okay, professor, good night."

"Good night, Lean."

Lean was walking from the eighth floor to the basement, when suddenly the stairs turned in one direction.

"I forgot, today is the day to adjust the position of the stairs." Rean scratched his head, he was just thinking about the sheet.

"Let me out! It's them! They asked me to do this, why only imprison me! I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

Sharp sounds echoed on this floor, and Lien quickly set up a magic shield in front of him.

Following the source of the sound, Lien soon came to a wooden door with only a small window for ventilation.

"Dong dong dong!"

Rean knocked on the door with his hand, and then secretly increased the output of the magic shield.

"Who came to save me?" A surprised voice came from inside.

Lien was silent for a moment. He didn't recognize the echo just now, but now he recognized it. It was Peeves' voice.

"How did you get caught?" Lean had already guessed that Peeves was detained here for blowing up the school corridor, but he was still curious about how Peeves was caught.

After all, this was the ruthless man who single-handedly forced the then-headmaster of Hogwarts to sign a treaty with him...a ruthless ghost.

"Damn it! It's Filch. He lied to me and said that Dumbledore asked me to come to this room to wait for him, but Filch actually locked me here." Peeves's voice became visibly lowered, "Everywhere around There are also magic-forbidden runes, and I can’t even fly here.”