Travel from Hogwarts

"So sad!"

In the evening, Drink slowly woke up. He opened his eyes and saw a strange ceiling.

"Where is this?" Drinker looked around vaguely. This was a completely unfamiliar place, a place Drinker had never seen before.

Subconsciously, Drinker thought he had traveled through time again, but obviously, he did not, because his hands were still familiar to him, and he was still wearing the Hogwarts uniform.

"Wait, Hogwarts." Suddenly, Drinker thought of something. He thought of the afternoon and the ugly thing that jumped out of the lake. Thinking of this, Drinker couldn't bear it. I felt nauseated for a while.

"Damn, I'm so unlucky!" After retching for a long time with no results, Drinker had no choice but to give up, but...

"Uh-huh, uh-huh," Drinker couldn't help but retch again just thinking of that face.

After retching several times, Drinker didn't vomit anything. As for the reason, it was very simple, because he didn't eat at all!

It was already six o'clock in the evening, and dinner at Hogwarts had already started. In other words, Drinker had been unconscious for a whole day.

Now Drinker felt as if he had killed a hundred alpacas. He now wanted to kill that ugly and disgusting unknown creature on the spot.

"Getting angry won't solve the problem!" In the quiet room, an old man's voice suddenly came to mind.

"Who is it!" Drinker was startled by the sudden sound and immediately exclaimed.

"I seem to have scared you!" Drinker looked sideways and saw an old man with a white beard in a blue robe standing there.

"Professor Dumbledore?!" Drinker looked puzzled. How could Dumbledore be here? By the way, where is this place?Where's Neville?

"This is the infirmary. As for Mr. Longbottom, I have asked him to go back to the lounge. He seems to be frightened." Dumbledore seemed to understand what Drinker wanted to ask, so he answered directly.

"Yes, did you bring me here?" After a moment of silence, Drinker asked.

"Yes, actually, there is no big problem with you. You just lost your strength. However, I am curious, how did you use that red magic?" Dumbledore said while approaching Drinker with a smile.

"Red magic?" Drinker was a little confused?What red magic?

He was not pretending, but he really didn't remember. The magic he threw out before he fell into coma was random. Although he used all the remaining magic in his body, he really didn't know what kind of red magic it was. (Except for low-level versions of your weapons, which cannot release red light)

"Could it be?" Dumbledore saw Drinker's doubts. He had been staring at Drinker, so he saw Drinker's flash of confusion.

"Isn't it Drinker? No, it's indeed Drinker. So, is it magic sent out unconsciously?" Dumbledore quickly figured out the reason.

"Well, it seems you don't remember, but it doesn't matter, I believe you will remember it in the future." Dumbledore said casually, and he turned over the matter directly.

"? That's it?" Drinker was even more confused. What did Dumbledore want to say?He won't always be waiting for me here!

Regarding this point, Drinker was completely overthinking it. Dumbledore was very busy all day and naturally did not have the energy to watch him all the time. However, Dumbledore did attach great importance to him. He called his pet Phoenix Fawkes here. Waiting, that's why he came here as soon as Drinker woke up.

"I think we can talk about another thing." Dumbledore changed the subject and actually spoke to Drinker in a joking tone.

Drinker raised his head and saw a slight smile in Dumbledore's eyes. The old man seemed to be planning something bad.

"Seven, seven thousand Galleons!!!" What was the other topic Dumbledore said?It was about Drinker's black dragon wand, and it was at this moment that Drinker realized that his wand was actually worth seven thousand Galleons.

"Professor, you don't want me to pay you compensation!" Upon hearing the figure of seven thousand galleons, Drinker swallowed in obvious uneasiness.

I don’t remember what the scientist said. When people get another very important news, they will forget what happened before.

This is the situation for Drinker now. When he knew that his black dragon-breaking wand was worth seven thousand galleons, he was completely confused, and even his IQ dropped a lot.

"Hahaha," Dumbledore suddenly laughed, just like that, very happy, gentle and interesting.

Drink looked up at Dumbledore and found that the little old man was smiling happily like a child.

"Professor?" Drinker was even more puzzled. Is Dumbledore's character so strange?

"Okay, Drinker, it's getting late, you should go get something to eat. It's late, and all the delicious food in the cafeteria will be eaten up," Dumbledore stopped discussing this issue.

"Professor, is my wand really worth seven thousand Galleons?" Before leaving, Drinker was still more concerned about the wand, so he asked.

"Actually, you don't need to discuss this issue more, because I didn't give the money for your wand to your teacher!" Dumbledore said, while winking at Drinker.

"…………"

"Is this still Dumbledore?" Just like that, Drinker left the infirmary with deep suspicion.

In fact, he didn't notice that after Dumbledore's strange conversation, he no longer cared so much about the lake monster.

At this time, it was already too late to go to the canteen. Dinner had already started half an hour ago. Now I would probably only be able to eat leftovers, so Drinker chose to go to the kitchen to eat.

This time, he didn't meet anyone he knew, but there were still two people from an unknown college eating in the kitchen.

Late at night, where Master Ollivander lived, a letter from Hogwarts was received.

The letter was sent by Dumbledore. Dumbledore wrote about Drinker in the letter. He praised him as an excellent little wizard and praised him unstintingly.

Ollivander was very happy to see his old friend praising his apprentice. However, when he saw the end, he felt a little unhappy because at the end, Dumbledore said about the financial situation of Hogwarts. Not good, so this year’s wand compensation amount will be deducted from Drinker’s and Harry Potter’s wands.

"Humph, damn Dumbledore!" Master Ollivander said with a smile.

In fact, he didn't care about the money. As mentioned before, Master Ollivander was not short of money. However, he was still a little unhappy. Of course he could pay for his apprentice's seven thousand galleons, but haha He really didn't want to give Lippert the wand.

"Oh, forget it, those two thousand Galleons can be considered as contributions to the magic world." Master Ollivander thought.

Late at night, Drinker read the books in the Charms class. In fact, when he was talking to Dumbledore in the middle of the night, he had already thought of what the red light was, but Dumbledore didn't continue to ask, so he didn't speak.

"Drink, go to sleep, we have classes tomorrow morning!" At this time, Drink's roommate, the very beautiful Seaver, said.

"Okay, let's see here!" Drinker agreed. In the evening, Xivier brought them delicious chocolate and toffee, so Drinker respected him, at least today It's like this at night.

Before going to bed, Drinker felt like he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember exactly what he had forgotten. Even after thinking about it, he still couldn't figure it out, so he went to sleep.