Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Because of the second competition of the Tournament, Hogwarts had a whole day off today, and the competition ended at noon.

Some of the little wizards went to Hogsmeade together, and some of them returned to school.

Some parents, accompanied by their children, strolled around their alma mater, which they had not returned to for a long time, and recalled their youthful years.

At this time, in the ancient Hogwarts, on the corridor aisle, in the courtyard clock tower, and in front of the portrait sculpture.

There were wizard families strolling around and pointing, full of warmth.

A little witch with a ponytail pulled her mother to a piece of armor displayed on the roadside, and said innocently and lively.

"Mom, look at this set of armor. Sometimes when I pass by, its helmet mask will open and close up and down, and it will scare me."

The mother looked kind, first reaching out to rub the child's head lovingly, and then said in a gentle voice.

"Child, this armor has no malice. When I was in school, there was a red-haired idiot who was tripped by the armor when he was running."

"Wow, really? Who is who?"

Not far from the mother and daughter, a little lion of Gryffindor said to his father in a boastful manner.

"Dad, there are many interesting places in Hogwarts now, which must not have existed in your time."

His father is probably also a Gryffindor. After returning to school, he also returned to his adventurous nature as before.

He hugged his son's shoulders like a brother and said excitedly.

"Oh! Really? Then take me to see it."

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to the Unforgettable Tonight Detention Room first. It's our nightmare place now."

"What a strange name? Never mind, let me see it..."

As he walked along, Shaw listened to the seniors and juniors, excitedly telling their mothers and fathers about their various wonderful and heroic deeds in school.

In the past, Shaw felt that these naughty kids were childish and mischievous, and he had to do some work as a life mentor.

Now it is difficult for him to integrate into the students, and some nostalgia surges in his heart.

He can only be a teacher who secretly observes his students like Dumbledore did before.

Then he said in a mature manner, "This is youth."

At this time, a beam of light from the setting sun shone on Shaw in the shadow through the gap of the eaves of the corridor bridge.

Although the light is dazzling, it also brings a reassuring warmth to the body.

Shaw somehow felt that he was carrying out some scheming conspiracies in this ivory tower-like campus, as if he was doing something that blasphemed purity and vilified beauty.

"No wonder Dumbledore was mentally tough and sharp when he was young, but he became soft-hearted after staying in school for a long time."

Shaw came to a conclusion, but he denied it in an instant.

"No, this is not a kind of softness, but a sublimation of the state of mind after seeing through the world."

When he thought of this, his body and mind seemed to be more transparent.

In his perception, the world is more friendly to him, and the thunder element in the air is more active.

After the legendary realm, the realm that is difficult to improve has loosened a little. This unintentional perception is of great help to Xiao Er.

Xiao Er, who has realized something, is about to reach the office of the professor of witchcraft, but he doesn't want to go there.

Students really shouldn't be chess pieces on the chessboard of power and intrigue. The campus should be a place of innocence.

But after he turned around, he paused again, stood still and pondered for a long time, shook his head and said with a smile.

"I am still hypocritical. Everything has its limits and should be done in moderation.

And I am not looking for Lupin just for the ideological education of young wizards. He is also very good at brainwashing."

For example, Ginny and Luna were able to break through the third level of Fire Escape because of this man. Such talents are of great use even if they are not placed in the school.

After thinking it through, Shaw turned around and walked steadily to the office of the Wizardry Department and knocked on the door.

"Dong, Dong, Dong."

Soon, footsteps were heard in the room.

Unlike last time, Shaw knocked outside for a long time but there was no response. When he asked others, he found out that Lupin had already taken Christmas vacation.

"Squeak!"

After the door was opened, Shaw was surprised that it was not Lupin who opened the door, but Fleur Delacour, the warrior of Bubbaston.

Fleur also opened her mouth slightly, and was also surprised that it was Shaw who knocked on the door.

She had other purposes, and after coming to Hogwarts, she always tried to get close to the youngest legendary wizard, but he didn't understand.

Last time she invited him to be a dance partner, she was disgusted by little Barty disguised as Ron.

Fleur came to her senses, her face suddenly changed, and she stretched out her hand to block Shaw who wanted to enter the door, and asked nervously.

"What are you doing here? Professor Lupin is meeting with aA distinguished guest. "

Shor raised his eyebrows. What was there to stop him?

He didn't shamelessly say such a stinking fart as "Who else can be as distinguished as me?", but he didn't stop.

With a slight flick of his hand, Fleur stood aside uncontrollably, and her pretty face became even uglier.

Shor stepped into the office and saw Lupin sitting on the sofa by the fireplace. The wizard robe that was starched to white on his body could not hide his elegant temperament.

The distinguished guest accompanied by Lupin was a thin white-haired old man, who was lying on a recliner at the moment.

A blanket covered his skinny body, and his white hair showed that he was a very old man.

When Lupin saw that the visitor was Shaw, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he stood up and said politely.

"Hello, Mr. Black, please sit here. "

The old man who was lying down also sat up at the right time. He was trembling, and there was a slight cracking sound coming from his body, as if he was so fragile that he would break at any time.

The old man said slowly and familiarly to Shaw who walked in.

"Ha, it's you, little guy. Dumbledore really didn't lie to me. He said I would definitely find you here."

The old man spoke very slowly, word by word, with a heavy lung sound, like a broken bellows.

Shor was really surprised.

However, from some details, he quickly guessed the old man's identity.

I didn't expect that the other party would really come to the UK to find him for free food and drinks?

As for Dumbledore knowing that he would come here? It was probably Grindelwald who guessed it.

Shor bowed slightly. He always treated useful people with courtesy.

"Mr. Flamel, hello, welcome to the UK."

The old man was indeed the legendary alchemist Nick Flamel.

"Hehe, hehe. "

Seeing Xiao Er suddenly being so polite, he smiled with difficulty, then took a deep breath before continuing to joke.

"Little guy is so polite, could it be that you are guilty? Ha, don't worry, I'm not here to ask you for the Philosopher's Stone.

The Philosopher's Stone can only be used a few times, but you can extend the use cycle of the Philosopher's Stone, which is enough to show that your talent in alchemy is not weaker than your outstanding magic talent.

How about it, are you interested in learning alchemy from me? "