"How do I get this? Pensieve?" Seeing that Bill was still waiting for a while, Aini handed the crystal ball to Dumbledore.

"Of course, the Pensieve will be used, but we need to deal with it first." Dumbledore picked up the crystal ball and looked at it. Ancient Egyptian magic is weird and unpredictable, involving many conceptual powers, and memory is one of them.

So even if it's dealt with, it's best to let this memory from 3000 years ago use a pensieve alone.

Dumbledore had to think more about this. After all, the unknown is the most difficult thing to guard against.

The old headmaster put away the crystal ball and raised his hand holding the candy box to the two of them.

"Uh."

Seeing the Portkey in the opponent's hand, Bill subconsciously retched again, and glanced at Dumbledore slightly complaining.

Salum, how far is it from the Giza Heights, you bad old man, don't you know?

Is it polite not to let him prepare in advance for apparating such a long distance?

You know, most wizards don't have a single apparation distance of more than 10 miles.This thing seems to be easy to get started, and it is almost a necessary skill for wizards, but if the one-way distance exceeds the limit value, the difficulty index will increase linearly.

But looking at the two companions who had no adverse reactions after Apparating, Bill took a deep breath and stretched out his hand resentfully.

'I'm sorry, I didn't realize you couldn't handle the stress of Apparating. In Bill's mind, the white-bearded old man's nonchalant apology was not at all sincere.

Cut, I will not give you a chance to say this sentence.

Aini naturally didn't know that Bill had the tendency to turn into a brain monster, and he reached out and grabbed the Dumbledore-style Portkey together.

"Get ready, 3, 2, 1, go." After the countdown, Dumbledore activated the Portkey.

For a while, Aini felt as if he was swimming in the field with his little friends. They ran forward happily, someone held his hand, someone pushed his back, arms, thighs, chest, armpit, a pair of small hands Lead him forward in every possible way.

The last time he used the Portkey, he could already perceive the power of space, but when he moved, the Peiran power around him completely restrained Aini's body, making him unable to move at all.

But this time, the space seemed to imprison him strongly, and Aini even had a premonition that as long as he exerted a little force, he could break free from the traction of space.

Of course, our professor has no plans to try it. This is being transmitted, and he might die if he tries it...

For Bill, or the vast majority of users who do not have the space talent, it is not a pleasant thing to be carried through the space by the Portkey. a long time.

But the reality is often exactly the opposite. Almost the moment the three of them disappeared by the sea, they appeared on the edge of the Forbidden Forest not far from Hagrid's hut.

Although the distance was farther, Bill's reaction was much smaller this time, at least he didn't really spit it out.

After all, the Portkey was originally prepared for long-distance travel. Although the pressure caused by the Portkey is a bit greater than that of short-distance Apparition, it is much less than that of long-distance Apparation.

"Would you like to go to my place to rest for a while?" Aini patted Bill on the shoulder and pointed to the stone house not far away that had been abandoned for a long time.

"Thank you, no need. I'll go home first if there's nothing to do, and I'll probably be in time for dinner." Bill thanked Aini first, and then looked at Dumbledore.

The Weasley family attached great importance to family ties, and Bill, who had been wandering alone for many years, valued family even more.

"Leave the follow-up to me. The old man will always play a role." Dumbledore also stepped forward and patted Bill on the shoulder, "Say hello to Arthur and Molly for me."

After saying goodbye, under Dumbledore's complicated eyes, Bill left alone.

Aini saw the envy and longing in the eyes of the old man. The two expressions were based on regret, messing up a pair of Pinghu.

Everyone regards him as a god, but he only regards himself as an old man longing for family affection.

Especially since last year, Dumbledore found it easier to immerse himself in remembrance of the past.

Father, mother, Ariana, are you missing me?

"Hey! Who's there!"

The old man's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden loud voice, and soon after the sound of hurried footsteps, a big man with a crossbow came out from the front of the forest, and Yaya followed him, barking wildly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be you, Mr. Dumbledore." When Aini and Dumbledore's figures were no longer covered by trees, Hagrid hastily put down the crossbow, "Hi, Aini, welcome back .”

"Ha, here comes our dutiful key keeper," said Dumbledore with a smile, very satisfied that Hagrid had spotted them in time.

"Hello, Hagrid." Aini greeted Hagrid first, then looked at Dumbledore and asked, "Sir, is there anything else?"

"No more, I'll let you guys know when it's done." Knowing that Aini was probably going to visit his friends in the Forbidden Forest again, the old man left with empathy.

"Want to have a drink together? Nobeta has missed you recently." Hagrid laughed happily. He thought he would have to wait until school started to see his friend again.

"Woo, woof!" Yaya whined when Hagrid didn't mention it.

"Yes, yes, there is Fangya, and it misses you very much." Hagrid wanted to appease the aggrieved dog, but before he bent down, Fangya had already rushed to Aini's side happily.

"Haha, be good, don't lick like crazy." After playing with the dog for a while, Aini wiped the drool off his face, "Of course I want a drink, but you didn't let Norberta drink?"

"How is it possible, as you said, you can't let him drink alcohol before the age of three."

If young dragons are exposed to alcohol too early, they will hardly have any resistance to alcohol when they grow up, and they will feel very uncomfortable if they don’t drink for a day, or even go berserk, just like taking drugs.

If you grow to a certain level, although you will also like this drink, but the degree of obsession will drop a lot, it's just a normal alcohol addiction.

Hearing Hagrid's answer, Aini was relieved, after all, he was looking at the hatched dragon cubs, and he always cared more.

When mentioning Norberta, Aini also thought of another big guy.

"Where's Lu Wei? You won't raise him with Nobeta, will you?"

"Woohoo!" Yaya looked at Aini with a bit of mourning in his eyes, and while stroking his dog's head, he began to think about other dogs, heh, wizard.

This dog is quite jealous.

Ernie scratched his chin for Fang Fang a little amusedly, while watching Hagrid scratching his hair.

"Ah, I... that's what I thought, but they can't get along. Originally, I wanted to stay with them in the valley for a few days. The situation might be better, but Pomona wants to breed a batch of aconites. , and borrowed Lu Wei away."

Hagrid's tone was full of distress, they are all his favorite big babies, why can't they play together?

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