The Mysterious Return of Hogwarts

"I'm not late, am I?"

Before dinner begins, Quirrell throws a note into the fireplace.Soon, the green flames lit up, and Neo stepped out of the flames wearing a decent little dress and holding his thick notebook on his arm.

He glanced around at the luxurious furniture, marble floors and gilded lamp stands. The dining room was large, portraits hung on the walls, and the floor tiles were almost entirely covered with gorgeous carpets.

"Lucius, your taste is as good as ever."

He nodded slightly to the Lucius family standing in front of the fireplace and complimented the decoration of the Malfoy family.

"Dinner is about to begin, please take a seat."

Lucius stretched out a hand and motioned to the top of the dining table.

Neo shook his head: "No, you are the master. Dumbledore and I are just guests. That seat is not suitable."

He walked to the first seat on the left in a few steps, sat down on the tall, smooth mahogany chair, and then spread his notebook out in front of him.

"Sorry, I'm rude. There is a key idea that I need to write down."

Neo grabbed the quill and sketched out an oval-shaped circle on his notebook. Although there were no rulers or other tools, the magic attached to the quill by the wizards could already help them freeze the square and circle on the paper. This kind of The curse extends further, and one application is the Weasley brothers' cheating quill.

Lucius pulled Narcissa and Draco to sit on the chairs. Quirrell first filled the teacup next to Neo with black tea and placed it in a position where he could reach it without affecting his writing.

"Quirinas, thank you for your thoughtfulness."

Neo locked himself in his room all afternoon, and except for writing a short sentimental note on a gift for Draco Malfoy, he recorded new inspirations in his notebook almost every moment.

"After [Insect Slayer], the new idea of ​​making wands is to incorporate... the characteristics of being difficult to destroy into it. The Elder Wand is powerful, but it can be broken by..., and the Invisibility Cloak is also fragile. Material, they cannot bear the title of holy artifact..."

"The addition of magic metals such as mithril and star copper...here is a reference to the elves' production technology of gold galleons...

He did not shy away from others seeing what he wrote. He only replaced certain names with symbols, such as Horcrux, Harry... This situation made Lucius and Quirrell unconsciously close their eyes. With their mouths closed, the three adults followed Neo's quill with their eyes, especially when it casually sketched out some deciphering of the Deathly Hallows Resurrection Stone and the secret spells treasured by the goblins on the paper.

So when an old man with a white beard stepped out of the flames of the fireplace, he was surprised to find that no one noticed him except a bored child.

Dumbledore walked slowly behind Neo and looked at the knowledge flowing out of the notebook. He looked at it for a while and couldn't help but read it softly.

"The ancient races live in an era of abundant magic, and the knowledge passed down to this day must be valued. Centaurs' understanding of the universe, fairies mining metals and gems, Veela's involvement in love...even every pure-blood A wizard's superficial understanding of his own bloodline is a valuable asset..."

Neo frowned.

"Mr. Dumbledore, please remain quiet."

Then he continued writing the unfinished paragraphs.

"...The next research direction is the wand's induction of space and time, involving materials: Sniff's pocket skin and nerves, and the sand of time."

The quill stopped and was then put into the gap of the notebook. Neo closed the notebook and turned to look at the old man who had disturbed him.

Dumbledore was wearing a beautiful star-colored robe and a golden hat. His beard was long and he was too tall. So he lowered his head and used the belt from above the round glasses. He looked at Neo with interesting eyes.

"First meeting, Neo Slytherin."

Neo stretched out a hand. Tom was a poor expert at playing with souls, so although he had not learned Occlumency, he had full skills in creating false memories. At this time, Neo was not afraid of the old man's sight.

Dumbledore didn't quite understand Muggle etiquette, but he still stretched out his hand and shook Neo's hand lightly.

If Gaunt's ring was still there, it would have disabled one of Dumbledore's arms.

"Albus Dumbledore, nice to meet you, little Mr. Slytherin."

Neither Quirrell nor Lucius spoke at the dinner table. Only Malfoy exclaimed in a low voice. It was not for Dumbledore. His father often cursed the old immortal in a contemptuous tone at home. Little Malfoy was influenced by it. Fu had no respect for the greatest white wizard in the world.

He was just surprised to find that the child in front of him, who was about the same age as him and was respected by his father, had the same signature as the gift he received.

N, Neo, no, it must not be the same person.

"Please take a seat. We thought you would come after dinner. After all, the appointment time is 7 o'clock."

Lucius acted like a master and invited Dumbledore to take a seat. What was shameful was that he used the honorific title. He could not deny that it made him feel uncomfortable to sit at the same table with someone who cast a huge shadow on him until Only after this white wizard, who made people think he was "hypocritical but powerful," arrived, did he feel a little more relaxed.

With Dumbledore present, the mysterious man would definitely not do anything to his family.

"It's still early before school starts. I still have time to go out and meet some interesting friends...or children."

Dumbledore took off his hat, smiled and nodded to Lucius, the school director, and then sat directly opposite Neo. Upon seeing this, Narcissa immediately left the table on the pretext of going to the kitchen, and Lucius also pulled her. After Malfoy got off the table, Quirrell followed Lucius and prepared to visit this old house full of art and give some guidance on study to the new students who are about to enter the school...

The conversation was advanced, and the rest of the crowd voluntarily dispersed.

"I have to say, Mr. Dumbledore, you interrupted a wonderful dinner for me. You should know that punctuality is a virtue."

Neo has not yet chewed fresh dragon steak at the table of pure-blood nobles, and he is looking forward to Tom's memory of the extravagant and hedonistic culture of pure-blood nobles.

"Haha, kid, is a new student who is about to enter school so rude to the principal?"

The teapot in front of Dumbledore flew up and he poured him a cup of tea. The sugar bowl shook his head and poured sugar into the cup three more times.

"This is exactly the reason why I asked you out today. Regarding that stupid admission letter, why does Hogwarts think that I, an ancient Slytherin, need to receive low-end early childhood education?"

Neo pushed the teacup in front of him to the center of the dining table with his fingers. The entire teacup immediately changed. A small Dumbledore in silver robes stood on the coaster, his pointed wizard hat turned over and held in his hand. So as to catch the fountain of black tea spurting from the upward-facing mouth.

The fountain statue in the reception hall of the Ministry of Magic is actually very nice in shape, especially suitable for satire.