Enter Hogwarts

Li Ang didn't answer. He was not interested in the secret of an old man who lived for more than 100 years.

"But...Professor, I just..." Li Ang thought of his real touch just now. He had obviously "created" a Gatling, but he couldn't use it?

"Because you don't know much about that kind of weapon." A chair suddenly appeared next to Dumbledore. He sat on the chair and reached out to grab a licorice stick out of thin air. "You want to 'create' in the world of memory." Something, then you must know enough about it..."

"Have you seen that kind of weapon?" Li Ang asked curiously.

"Ah, well, when you get older, you can always see many novel scenery?" Dumbledore blinked.

"Okay, Mr. Green, let's get here today. The little wizard should go to bed at this time." Dumbledore waved his hand. Leon felt like the world was spinning for a while, and then he suddenly raised his head and found that he was still standing by the pensieve. superior.

I took out my pocket watch and looked at it. It was almost ten o'clock.

Li Ang was in a daze, and four hours had actually passed.

"Would you like something to drink?" Dumbledore walked to his desk and sat down. "Perhaps you would like a glass of milk before bed?"

Li Ang nodded drowsily.

A cup flew to the table, and hot milk appeared out of thin air.

"So..." Leon glanced at Dumbledore from the corner of his eye, "Professor, I don't quite understand why..."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Mr. Green, at Hogwarts, those who need help will always find it."

Li Ang drank the warm milk slowly, thinking about this sentence in his mind.

"Then Professor, don't you want to know my secret?" Li Ang thought about it for a while, and suddenly came up with a very bold idea.

"Mr. Green, everyone has a secret..."

"What if this secret is about the senior named Tom Marvolo Riddle?" Li Ang finally put down the milk glass and smiled like a thief.

The expression on the old man's face couldn't be stretched. After a while, he smiled bitterly.

Li Ang was even happier.

So, this is the joy of being the Riddler?

"Good night, Professor, it's time for me to go to bed..."

"Good night, Mr. Green."

"Oh, by the way, Professor," Li Ang turned his head, "I heard that you know a lot of extremely advanced magic, such as the God of Fire to open the way, the Fire Shield to protect the body, and the Water Prison..."

"I wonder if I will be lucky enough to get your advice next Saturday?"

Dumbledore was stunned, dumbfounded.

"Of course, what could be more enjoyable than giving lessons to a little wizard?"

Li Ang nodded, opened the door and went out.

The whole person is refreshed.

Teacher Zhou Shuren is right, the best way to solve your troubles is to leave them to others!

Now, the pressure is on the old principal!

As for whether a certain noseless senior will become even more miserable in the future...it's none of my business!

Rather than taking his parents to hide abroad after graduation, Li Ang thought it would be better to kill him completely.

What's more, he wasn't sure he could convince his parents.

You can't just forget everything about your parents like Miss Know-It-All and run away with a bucket, right?

By the way, you can also gather wool from Dumbledore and learn some good things.

This wave... is a win-win-win-win situation!

Li Ang, who was humming a victory tune, had just entered the lounge when he saw little Loli biting a licorice stick, holding a quill in her hand, and still fighting against the parchment.

"You didn't finish copying all day?"

Annie raised her head, with ink still on her nose, black and white.

"Ang? But... I went to watch the Quidditch tryouts today?"

"Okay, what time is it? Stop writing, go to bed, and copy again tomorrow."

"That's not possible. I have to lend it to Rhodes and the others tomorrow..."

"If you are not afraid of being scolded, just follow my instructions..." Li Ang pulled out his homework expressionlessly, "Go to bed quickly!"

"Leon, are you hiding something from me?" Annie rolled her eyes and asked suddenly.

What can happen?Could it be that I told you that I was going to visit Filch's office with the fifth-year prefect?

After finally coaxing Annie away, Li Ang ran to the kitchen furtively.

That's where he made an appointment with Severns.

Even if someone discovered him, no one would suspect him. After all, it was completely normal for two Hufflepuffs to go to the kitchen in the middle of the night.

He stretched out his hand and scratched the pear. Sure enough, the pear let out a giggle and then turned into a doorknob.

Holding the green door handle and pulling it outward, a heated scene appeared in front of Li Ang.

There are many elves busy in the kitchen, and there are floating plates or vegetables in the air.

Four huge tables are arranged in the center. Judging from the position, they are exactly the same as the auditorium above.

A little further inside, there are rows of wooden barrels laid horizontally, densely packed and stacked several layers. There are many ropes hanging next to them, and tea towels with Hogwarts crests printed on them are hanging on them to dry.

"Shocking, right? That's where these little guys live. I asked them, and they all said they like these big wooden barrels, with the sweet aroma of fruit wine..." Severns stood eerily holding a plate of small cakes. Behind Li Ang, "It is said that there are more than 100 house elves in the entire castle."

"Would you like some?"

"No, no need," Li Ang declined the suggestion of sharing a late-night snack, "I just drank a glass of hot milk."

"How's it going? I mean, is the principal's office fun?"

"What do you think?" Li Ang rolled his eyes.

Although Old Bee looks amiable, just being "the greatest white wizard of this century" is enough to make people look up to him. The reaction of ordinary young wizards when seeing him is basically the same as Ron's.

"I guess so..." Severns handed the empty plate in his hand to the passing elf, said thank you politely, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands when the elf screamed softly, "Even the most difficult thing to do is Slytherin is also well-behaved in front of the principal."

"Are you leaving?" Severns winked, "If you're scared, junior, you can go back to sleep now..."

Li Ang rolled his eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go!"

The two people left the kitchen and came to the main entrance of the auditorium.

"We have to use the Disillusionment Spell," Severns took out a pair of glasses, "Bring these on, otherwise we won't be able to see each other under the Disillusionment Spell."

Li Ang nodded, took the strange-looking glasses and put them on his face, and his field of vision became strange, as if he had infrared feeling in his previous life.

"This pair of glasses allows us to observe the world from a magical perspective. It is the favorite of curse breakers." Severns explained, then took out his wand and tapped it first on Leon's shoulder, and then on himself. one time.

In Li Ang's field of vision, there was only a human figure emitting red magic waves swaying.

It seems that the senior is being humble again. With this silent magic spell, he dares to say that Severns will be able to win the OWLS this year.

"Let's go!" Severns whispered, and the two of them quickly and silently walked toward Filch's office.

We must find the Marauder's Map tonight, otherwise Leon won't have so much time to spend playing hide-and-seek with Filch!