hogwarts rose

On the return flight, the number of passengers changed from two to four.

Grindelwald, oh no, it's Donald.

He had already lost his body during the decades in prison, and even with the support of powerful magic power, he still couldn't return to his heyday. He could sit comfortably in a speeding car, so he naturally didn't want to do apparition.

And Dumbledore's reason is very ruthless:

"I have to make sure you are harmless to everyone."

Meaning, he wants to monitor Donald.

"I can't ask for it."

The flying car flew to Hogwarts after sending Tria and Nicole Flamay back to Devon - Dumbledore borrowed the flying car in order to bring Grindelwald back to Hogwarts.

For the rest of the week, Tria studied with Nicole Flamel using her own wand.

Every day is either soaking in the laboratory or eating the delicacies prepared by Perenal.

In this way, Tria has been able to successfully simulate a separate respiratory system, and all the remaining organs can be simulated with magic materials after a period of experimentation.

The holiday is coming to an end, and Dumbledore came to Nicole Flamel's house as scheduled to pick up Tria.

The image of Dumbledore is completely different from before. His white beard that reaches his waist has been cut to only a short stubble. The whole person looks much younger, and his beard and hair have also become younger. Vibrant russet.

If it weren't for the familiar magic fluctuations, and the fact that Dumbledore had seen photos of Dumbledore when he was young in the book "The Crimes of Grindelwald", Triya would not have dared to recognize it.

As if sensing the surprise in Tria's eyes, Donald who followed followed winked at her.

"I fed him ten bottles of the potion your brother made."

Is the beauty potion so powerful?It's all about rejuvenation.

I don't know how Donald coerced Oncasia to refine a concentrated version of the beauty potion for herself, and Tria, who also poured ten bottles of Dumbledore in a row, thought so, and even decided to ask her brother to stock up on potions.

Before leaving, Nicole Flamel prepared a lot of magic materials for Tria, and Perenal also filled Tria's small purse with his own bento.

"Goodbye~"

After waving goodbye, Tria felt her body being squeezed into a small dark duct. After a while of squeezing and rubbing, the scene in front of her became Dumbledore's principal's office.

"I seem to be getting used to it."

Tria touched her arms and legs, thanking them for staying on her.

Donald laughed and sat on the sofa. He now eats and lives with Dumbledore every day, and they both seem to be enjoying it.

"Just because you're used to it doesn't mean it doesn't feel disgusting."

Tria nodded in agreement, it seemed that even someone as powerful as Donald would not be accustomed to the discomfort of Apparition.

"Then I'll go back to the dormitory first."

The students returning home will return to school tomorrow, Triya wants to go back to the dormitory to pack up her gifts and materials, and make room for her small purse.

After all, under Perenal's space planning, the small purse is now so full that even a hair cannot be inserted into it.

The Gryffindor lounge was empty during the holidays, and no one was in sight.

Triya didn't stay in the lounge either, and went straight into the bedroom.

After taking out most of the things in the small purse and laying them out, Triya's stomach was already growling. She didn't dare to eat too much at the teacher's house this morning, for fear that she would spit it out when she apparated .

You don't have to wear school uniforms all the time during the holidays, so Tria didn't change clothes on purpose.

She wore a beige sweater dress Perenal knitted her and khaki knee-high boots, and her small purse was tied with a thin chain like a messenger bag.

Almost all the students who stayed at school stayed in the auditorium, because there was enough space for them to play chess and fight.

Harry and Ron were sitting together, chatting and playing chess.

Tria said hello, but instead of sitting, she picked a place near the apple pie.

Harry's vacation didn't seem to be very good, he looked very bad, as if he hadn't slept for three days and three nights.

After seeing Tria, Harry decisively abandoned his brother. Anyway, he basically couldn't beat Ron in chess.

Harry sat opposite Tria, while Ron murmured a few complaints and went to watch other people's chess games.

"Hi Tria."

Harry was sleepy, he cut himself a small piece of apple pie at random, and didn't eat it, just poked it around with a spoon.

"You look very tired?"

Tria bit the sausage and looked at Harry curiously. You must know that he is only 11 years old, and he has dark circles under his eyes.

Harry yawned and almost slumped over the table.

"I have nightmares every night."

"Seeing my mom and dad, hit by a green light."

Tria frowned distressedly and stroked Harry's tousled black hair.

"How did that happen?"

"Some time ago, I saw a mirror in the castle, and that mirror could see what people most desire in their hearts."

Triya thought about it carefully, and seemed to be a little impressed.

"You mean, the Mirror of Erised?"

Harry perked up a little at this.

"Yeah! You know it, I really want to see it again. You know, I see my family in that mirror."

"Every one of them is...real, you know?"

Harry was a little agitated, he had been tormented by nightmares for a long time, he would rather spend the whole night with that mirror than be in a real dream again and again.

Tria can understand Harry's current mood very well. She knows that Harry longs for his family more than herself, because she has not witnessed the death of her parents, and Ancasia has always protected her.

"That mirror might drive you crazy, Harry."

Tria stroked Harry's hair more gently. Harry was completely lying on the table at the moment, he was extremely tired, and he was still very wronged.

I want to see that mirror again, and I am afraid that I will really become a lunatic addicted to the past.

Feeling the soft touch on the top of his head, Harry buried his face in his arms.

Then after a while, Triya was surprised to find that Harry had fallen asleep.

Anyway, there was nothing to do in the afternoon. Tria took a cloak from her small purse and put it on Harry. After filling her stomach, she sat beside her and read a book.

"Is he asleep?"

While reading the book, Triya suddenly heard a question that was lowered into a breathless voice. She raised her head, and Ron stood by and looked at Harry strangely.

Ron was chased away by the chess players just now because he watched too much chess, and when he turned around, he saw his good brother who hadn't slept well for several days lying motionless on the table.

Tria nodded, and Ron became more curious:

"Did you drug him?"

Tria: ...