Hogwarts Archmage

Marne mentioned Lockhart to Dumbledore. He originally wanted to give it to Walder, but after thinking about it, with Walder's behavior, this unlucky guy would have to be tricked out by him tomorrow morning and turned into a fool. Idiot, it won't be easy to handle then. Besides... Dumbledore is the principal after all, so he has to save some face.

Dumbledore was writing some documents in the office. When Marne came in, he seemed to already know what was going on. He stood up, picked up Lockhart, and "placed" him in a silver basin with a cover.

The moment the cover was lifted, a roar that almost shattered the beams came out, startling both Marne and Lockhart, who was tied up and moaning continuously.

"Professor, is this?"

Dumbledore adjusted his glasses, glanced at the silver basin and said, "They were ranting letters sent to me by fans of Lockhart. I restricted them to my office at first, but they were too noisy. Later, Gran didn't like it being too noisy, so he asked his friend to make a basin and gave it to me, and I named it the Relaxation Bowl."

"?" Ma En was a little confused.

Dumbledore pointed at Lockhart, who was about to collapse from the noise in the basin: "Look, don't you feel relaxed and happy now that the source has been imprisoned? I named this basin the moment you entered. , it was originally called the Shut Up Basin.”

Marn understood Dumbledore's bad taste very well. After all, older people tend to be more vindictive... He didn't know what to say, so he finally said: "It's hard to imagine that someone is still sending you a ranting letter after so long."

"To be honest, I didn't expect it either," Dumbledore said, stroking his long beard. "I thought at first that they would last for a month at most and it would be over. I didn't expect that he would have so many ardent fans."

Just as he was talking, another letter was delivered by Phoenix Fawkes. Looking at the red cover, Dumbledore shook the envelope and said, "Look, another letter."

After saying that, he opened the lid and threw it in.

Marne watched through the transparent cover as the four corners of the roaring letter began to burn, and then exploded. Lockhart inside blocked his ears in pain.

"You are really..."

"Okay, young man, congratulations, you added one hundred points to Gryffindor. I think it's time for you to go back to bed."

"One hundred points? That much? I thought it would be up to ten points."

"After all you made a poor old man feel better, and you're trying to fix it."

"This is not like your style, Professor," Ma En was of course happy to receive the score, but still said with some kindness, "What you did is not very fair. If word spreads, the board of directors will... "

Dumbledore said nonchalantly: "Marn, you seem to have forgotten one thing."

"?"

"Glen is very rich... In fact, he started to inject money as soon as he entered the school, and I have an extremely close relationship with him. Now he is eager to find an excuse to find a way to get all the directors to get out... He has always felt that the school should not These people are messing around."

Ma En slapped his forehead, no wonder the old man was so arrogant, and he forgot about it.

After bidding farewell to Dumbledore, he ran next door to say hello to Walder. He was having a meeting with the men he had brought to Hogwarts. The decoration style of the entire office had changed, and the Invisible Stretching Charm had been added, and Ma En chatted for a while, then handed Ma En the new clothes that Tracey asked him to bring to Ma En and the three of them, and asked him to leave.

There was no rush to go back to the tea house. He had promised Professor McGonagall some time ago that he would go to the auditorium for dinner. It was now noon, and the little wizards were all eating here.

Hermione and Esther were sitting at the head of the dining table. They seemed to have finished helping Professor McGonagall, and were sitting next to each other while eating. When they looked up, they saw Marne walking into the auditorium. Esther greeted Marne from a distance. En came to sit down, and she took a seat for him next to her.

Marn smiled and waved, walked to sit next to her, and Hermione on the other side asked eagerly: "Professor Dumbledore just gave you a hundred points?"

"Huh? Why so fast?"

"Just now, Gryffindor's hourglass score suddenly increased by a hundred points. Everyone is eating here, but you and Ron are not here, but Ron is unconscious in the school hospital, and everyone thinks it's you."

"It's indeed me. I caught a big liar and handed it over to Dumbledore just now...Wait a minute...Ron is unconscious? What happened to him?"

Harry, who was sitting opposite, smiled and said: "Today we played Quidditch. After I caught the Golden Snitch, Fred was so happy that he threw the ball into the audience. Ron was sitting in the front row...you know, anyway, it's pretty cool." Llanffindor was deducted twenty points by Professor McGonagall."

"Oh ~ this unlucky guy..." Ma En slapped his forehead, a little speechless. When a person is unlucky, his teeth are filled with cold water. Ron was still knocked unconscious by his brother, and there was no way to explain it.

"Who says it's not the case? We were quite happy originally, but Fred just celebrated, but ended up losing [-] points with one goal."

"That's not right. Didn't Professor McGonagall go to prepare Halloween decorations? How come the points were deducted?"

"Do you think Professor McGonagall will miss the Gryffindor game?" Harry continued after taking a swig of juice into his mouth. "She, Esther and Hermione will be sitting on the sidelines collecting those things."

Esther put the last piece of meat on the plate into her mouth and swallowed it. While Marn was talking to Harry, she cut a piece of pork chop and handed it to him: "Okay, let's talk about it later. Let's eat quickly. , everyone is almost finished.”

"Thank you~" Marn picked up the knife and fork and started eating, stopping the discussion with Harry. Harry was a little bored without Ron around, and kept looking for topics to chat with the classmates around him. Ron usually always talked about it during meals. He will chatter endlessly next to him, and then suddenly become quiet, which makes him uncomfortable.

After eating, after watching the little wizards file back to their dormitories, Ma and En also returned to the black tea house.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon. Hermione went to the study to read. She planned to review the Lockhart series, while Esther planned to give the cats a bath. She always did this kind of thing herself and didn't like to use magic to do it.

There are now a lot of big cats and kittens in the Black Tea House, and the studio on the top floor has been completely transformed into a cattery. Man himself has never counted how many cats there are. In fact, except for Thirty and Rupert, he has no other cats. All cats have trouble remembering which is which.

"Honey, wait a minute." When Esther was about to take the stairs to the third floor with a basin, Ma En stopped her.

"What's the matter, Marne?"

Marn took off the basin in her hand and threw it aside, and went over to hug her. Esther took off the gloves on her hands from behind, gently stroked his back, and asked: "What's wrong, dear?" of?"

"That night... forget it, it's nothing." Ma En whispered softly in her ear, but felt something was wrong and stopped again.

He faced Esther, pressed his forehead against hers, and squeezed her tightly into his arms.