Hogwarts: The Book of Laws.

Dumbledore waited until everyone had gone away before he smiled softly and said to himself: "I always feel that Mr. Curry and Miss Burstead will have a different story next."

"I don't care about this kind of thing."

A strong voice came from the shadow of the closet.

Then, the shadow twisted and turned into an old man wearing a black cloak!

Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, Odense Barebone!

Turns out he was in Dumbledore's office the whole time!

"Okay, let's get down to business." Dumbledore spread his hands, "Have you found anyone with a problem?"

Odens Barebone frowned and said, "That kid named Arthur Curry lied!"

"Oh?"

"He is lying when he says he has never used the Split Curse before! I can feel that this is not the first time he has used it."

"What does that mean?" Dumbledore looked at him in surprise, "So Mr. Curry deliberately tore Miss Burstead's robe?!"

Odens Barebone shook his head and said: "He may have just practiced, and it is still very bad. But he did lie!"

"Pfft-" Laughter came from the picture frame on the wall, "I'm sorry, Albus, I don't usually laugh..."

"I know, Phineas, it doesn't matter." Dumbledore waved his hand, looking helpless, "So you deliberately guided the students' emotions and created such a big battle, and you only found out that Arthur... Curry is lying?"

"That's right," Odense Barebone said calmly.

"Pfft-"

"Hahaha--"

In the photo frames on the wall, the past principals finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Albus! He is so funny! Hahaha!" Phineas Black laughed so hard that he almost fell out of the picture frame!

Odens Barebone stared at the frames with an expressionless expression. He raised his right hand and gently closed his five fingers into a fist.

A wave of pure darkness covered the entire office wall like a curtain, and all the laughter stopped suddenly, as if being isolated in another world!

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, and then he said: "Well, there will be another chance next time. Since you think Mr. Curry is suspicious, let's take advantage of this confinement to test it out."

"I didn't say he was suspicious, I just said he lied." Odense Barebone's tone was as calm as if it could make people angry.

Dumbledore tried his best to resist the urge to kick him and said: "Why are you always so negative? Is it difficult to be serious?"

"Because you listen too much to Nico Flamel, and I don't like him."

"It's not because I'm obedient! It's because we have the same goal, and he is also my mentor!"

"I don't think finding the owner of the ring is a worthy goal. You are all just trying to 'ascend'!"

"You are too one-sided..."

"Shut up, Albus! You always talk nonsense and make high-sounding excuses! But look what you have done?!"

Odens Barebone roared emotionally, the carved wrinkles on his face twisting together ferociously.Then, without waiting for Dumbledore to explain, his body instantly turned into an ink-like shadow and disappeared from where he was.

At the same time, the dark curtain on the wall disappeared.

"Oh! This guy dares to do this to me! I'm really tired of living!"

As soon as Phineas Black came out, he flew into a rage and yelled loudly.

Other principals also expressed strong dissatisfaction.

Dumbledore leaned back in his chair and sighed imperceptibly.

He looked at the phoenix on the shelf and said wearily, "What should I do, Fox?"

"Chirp—"

Phoenix called softly to him, as if to comfort him.

After a while, the office returned to silence.

...

"Ring-ring--"

The crisp end of get out of class bell rang.

After Professor Flitwick finished assigning today's homework, the students poured out of the classroom.

"Arthur, aren't you leaving?"

"I still have questions to ask Professor Flitwick. You can go first, Nesta." Arthur said.

"Okay then." Nesta puffed her lips, picked up her schoolbag and left the classroom.

Arthur gave her an apologetic look, stood up and walked to the podium.

"What's the matter, Mr. Curry?"

Flitwick asked with a smile, he was very impressed with the 'main person' responsible for the 'restaurant brawl'.

"Professor Flitwick, I want to ask you..." Arthur looked embarrassed, "Why does my spell work sometimes?"

Flitwick was startled for a moment, and then he remembered that in class before, Mr. Curry had been unsuccessful in casting the levitation spell for a long time. The only time he succeeded was that he lit his feathers on fire.

He said gently: "Don't worry, Mr. Curry, magic is a delicate art, and it cannot be easily achieved by waving a wand. Especially for a little wizard like you, it needs more practice."

"But I have practiced many times at home before...I still can't cast it successfully every time." Arthur said in a sad tone, "Professor Flitwick, do Muggle-born children like me want to learn magic? Is it difficult?"

"That's absolutely not the case, kid."

Flitwick wanted to reach out and pat Arthur on the shoulder, but found that he couldn't reach it. He coughed awkwardly and comforted, "You are still young, your magic power is not stable, and you are not skilled in casting spells. There is a spell malfunction." The situation is quite normal.”

"But I successfully cast the Split Curse before when they called me a Mudblood in the restaurant," Arthur asked with a confused expression.

"That's because you have been under strong emotional stimulation." Flitwick said seriously, "But I have to say, kid, it's best not to use spells that you can't control. It will be very dangerous!"

"Oh! So that's it." Arthur seemed to suddenly realize, "I was really angry at that time. And on the train before, I was also so emotional that I successfully cast the descaling spell!"

"Yes, when we cast spells, strong emotional expression is often a very important part. When you learn advanced spells in the future, you will have a deeper understanding of this."

Flitwick was always very excited when talking about professional issues, and he didn't care at all how successful the little 'descaling spell' was. He continued, "But since you can cast the spell smoothly, it shows that your The talent is not bad, what is lacking is just time, this is a step that every great wizard will go through!"

Arthur suddenly said excitedly: "I understand, Professor Flitwick! I will practice more frequently! Thank you for your enlightenment!"

"It's nothing, Mr. Curry, I am a professor, and this is my responsibility." Flitwick said happily when Arthur no longer frowned.

"Then I'll leave first, Professor!" Arthur picked up the book, "If I have any questions, can I ask you again?"

"Of course! It's a good habit to be good at asking questions. The door of my office is open to you at any time."

"Thank you, Professor! Goodbye."

After Arthur said goodbye, he ran out of the classroom happily. His actions this time were actually just to cover up some of his previous behaviors that easily attracted attention!

Especially for the spell on the train, he used a ring!

Therefore, he preconceived the idea and gave Flitwick the impression that he relied on strong emotions to successfully cast spells, making others think that he was actually just an ordinary Muggle-born child.

Arthur walked across the lawn toward the library, where he had arranged to meet Cedric.