Being a bastard at Hogwarts is not safe.

"What's wrong..." Sonia was taken aback for a moment, suddenly trying to understand what he said, her face turned red in an instant, she stepped on his instep fiercely, and said angrily: " I mean go back to your dormitory and get some rest early!"

Sonia left angrily, and Brian supported his head and looked at her back with an embarrassed expression.She didn't make it clear how she knew how to sleep...

Brian gently pushed open the door of the dormitory, where several young wizards were gathering together and chatting, without noticing Brian's entry at all.I have to say that the pleasant experience in Hogsmeade left a deep impression on them.

Because it was late at night, the lights in the dormitory had already been turned off.It's not completely dark, but it's hard to see things.Rockefeller turned his head and was about to take the water glass, with a frightened expression on his face, he shouted in a shrill voice: "Damn!!!!!!"

"It's late at night, what is the ghost's name!" Brian said angrily. "I'm going back to the dormitory to sleep!!"

The rest of the people who were chatting also turned their heads quietly. They were startled when they heard this, and then hugged tightly, trembling.

Rockefeller stared wide-eyed, with a startled and confused expression, as if he had heard some ghost story, and asked, "Aren't we all here?"

The expression on Brian's face froze suddenly, and several black lines appeared on his forehead.

"..."

"So that's why your Gryffindor bedroom woke up the whole school in the middle of the night last night?" Dumbledore said, leaning on the sofa in the principal's office.

He seemed to be in a good mood, gently stroking Fox on his lap with one hand, and threw cockroach piles into his mouth one by one with the other.

Brian felt disgusted, and stuffed candy into his mouth while stroking the bird. Is this unhygienic old man in front of him really the legendary and respected old headmaster of Hogwarts?

"Yes, professor. During this period of time, in order to complete your task, I have no normal life." He replied respectfully, but unconsciously took two steps back.

Dumbledore glanced at him sideways, and said lightly, "Fawkes is a phoenix, it's clean, and I washed my hands earlier, Mr. Bryan."

Foxhuo stood up abruptly, looking at Brian warily.He would never have thought that there would be people in this world who would call Fenghuang dirty.

If Dumbledore hadn't stopped him, he would have let the little wizard in front of him know why the flowers were so popular.

"Professor, can you stop using Legilimency on me? This is voyeurism, and I seriously protest!" Brian could naturally feel a force sneaking into his brain, with a helpless expression on his face, joking Said softly.

Dumbledore looked at Brian, looked away for a long time, and said, "You and I both know that I can't read all your memories. I'm curious how a young wizard like you has such advanced Occlumency, yes Did your mother teach you?"

"If you hadn't helped Hogwarts to block the Dark Lord these two times, I doubt you are a little Death Eater."

Brian also thought about Dumbledore seeing through his concealed past, but fortunately, the old headmaster directly pointed out the matter at this moment, which means that now he has no hostility towards him.As long as you are thick-skinned enough to be a good dog's leg and hug your thighs tightly enough, you can always pass these six years.

Brian put on a somewhat cautious look, and said with a smile, "Thank you for the compliment, principal."

"But Bryan, being so overly thoughtful is a flaw in itself. What are you worried about?" Dumbledore said without the slightest emotion, and his sharp eyes shot straight at him. Brian suddenly felt his body froze there, revealing Tension.

After a while, Dumbledore also seemed to feel that the tone of the speech just now was a bit serious, with a kind smile on his face, and a little more teasing in his voice: "Change the subject. I understand everything this time, Brian, you You did a good job, and I might not have reached this point. Tell me, whatever reward you want, I will promise you."

Brian was relieved now. Dumbledore didn't press hard, so he naturally pretended to be stupid.He raised his head and looked at Dumbledore innocently: "How about, Professor, give me the Sorcerer's Stone as a reward?"

The smile on Dumbledore's face suddenly froze, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and explained patiently: "The Philosopher's Stone belongs to my friend Nick Flamel, and I can't make a decision for him. He got the news that Voldemort might attack the Philosopher's Stone, so he asked me to keep it for him. Moreover, Nick has decided to destroy the trouble of the Philosopher's Stone."

Brian nodded in understanding, laughed smartly, and said lightly: "Professor, you are right. I forgot to tell the professor. The last thing I fear is trouble. The professor really doesn't think about giving me the Philosopher's Stone." ?"

"..."

After some relatively friendly communication, Brian hung upside down on the wall and thought about what reasonable reward he needed.Dumbledore suddenly felt that he was much calmer, and he leaned on the central bench and closed his eyes to rest.

A dark gray owl flew in from the window, tilted its head and threw the envelope on Dumbledore's desk, and let out a dry hoot.

While it was waiting for Dumbledore to pay it this time, its tilted head suddenly saw Brian hanging upside down in the distance, and froze in place.

"Cuckoo!"

"Achille, what's the matter?" Dumbledore stuffed five Knuts into a small leather pouch tied to the owl's leg, and asked curiously.

Achill jumped twice on the spot, flew up in a hurry, pecked Brian's head angrily, and then kept flapping his wings on his body.

"It's you! That damn Scottish round-faced fat chicken." Brian protested dissatisfiedly, "Professor, I have thought about it. I don't have a pet to deliver the letter yet, so reward me with this Scottish round-faced fat chicken as a pet." .”

......

After a while, Achill huddled in the corner of the cage, covered his face with his wings and doubted Yingsheng.

Farewell, Lucy.

Goodbye, Jenny.

Farewell, Emily.

From today onwards, I, Achill, have unfortunately fallen into the hands of the Demon King, and I can no longer fly freely with you.

This is the end of the free eagle life!

"Cuckoo!"

thought long time

I have decided on one thing, let me announce it to everyone.

This book will definitely have a heroine, the heroine Sonia.

I hope you all like Miss.

thank

Finally, the holidays are over, and I continue to owe......