Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Seeing that Seraphina had figured it out herself, the three people present breathed a sigh of relief.

If she persists, things will become difficult.

Rowena was even prepared to use the Imperius Curse to control the other party.

During the competition, the headmaster of Ilvermorny must not have any problems. After the competition, I will control her to return to Ilvermorny. As for the future, she is so old after all. Isn't it normal for her to die soon after traveling so much?

Fortunately, she figured it out herself, so she didn't have to do it herself.

However, Seraphina has some problems with her character. Although she has determined that the Slytherin wand is a cursed wand and that it will only bring bad luck if it is dug out and left in Ilvermorny, she is still unwilling to take the initiative to give up Ilvermorny's ownership of this wand.

How could she explain to her predecessors that she had lost the family heirloom left by the previous principal? How would others view her as a principal who had "lost power and humiliated the school"?

As the most empathetic and considerate person present, Helga immediately understood what Seraphina was worried about, so she began her own mediation.

"I remember that a student at Ilvermorny was recognized by the Serpent Staff?"

"It's true. His name is Jack. It's amazing that he is from a Muggle family, but he speaks Parseltongue."

Helga nodded thoughtfully.

"Now that it has been approved, this wand should belong to Jack, right?"

"Uh..." Seraphina fell into deep thought.

Before today, this problem could not even be called a problem. What good things do you want to take the school's treasure for yourself? Hand it in after the game is over!

But now Seraphina has different ideas.

She felt that since Jack had obtained the recognition of the snake wand, he was actually the owner of the wand. Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was a famous school with a long history and would not encroach on what belonged to its students.

When I think in this way, the world suddenly becomes broader and broader.

Seraphina said seriously: "Indeed, Ilvermorny can no longer be called 'the owner of the snake staff', but Jack is also my student..."

"We understand, but if the snake staff abandons him, there is nothing we can do."

Seraphina was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Let the children solve these problems themselves, and we adults should not interfere."

With the joint efforts of several people, a consensus was finally reached.

The moment Seraphina gave in, Dumbledore, Helga and Rowena all breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the non-existent beads of sweat from their foreheads.

Rice watched his friends' hard performance with an expressionless face.

He understands everything.

Considering that Helga and Rowena condescended to deal with an old fool, Les was unwilling to destroy the good situation that the old friends had worked so hard to achieve and let everyone's efforts go to waste.

In other words, Les decided to spare Ilvermorny for the sake of his old friends.

So he remained silent.

Helga glanced at Salazar secretly and saw that he didn't seem to object. She felt a flash of joy in her heart: It's settled, this matter is finally exposed!

"I will arrange a match between you two to decide who will own the Slytherin wand." Dumbledore showed a warm smile on his face, looked at Rice and said, "Just treat it as a small episode during the off-season."

Les nodded, Seraphina said nothing, and both sides reluctantly accepted the solution reached after mediation.

In fact, neither party is particularly satisfied with this plan, so this plan is actually the most fair and just.

"Albus, I have something else to do, so I'll leave you for now." Seraphina quickly left the classroom.

Dumbledore followed her and took two steps outside, and found that Professor White and Professor Arius had not caught up. He couldn't help but look back and found that the two professors were already standing next to Rice, as if they were going to say something in private.

The three of them happened to be standing in front of a window in the classroom. The rising sun had climbed over the distant mountains, casting sunlight on the Hogwarts Castle.

Sunlight poured in from the window, covering the three people. Professor White, who was standing in the middle of the window, seemed to be covered with a golden robe. Professor Arius, who was standing next to her, only had half of his body exposed in front of the window, so the sunlight formed two areas of light and dark on her body. Most of Les Lint, who was on the far right, was hidden in the shadow formed by the window frame, with only a few scattered rays of light shining on his robe.

Dumbledore's gaze caught the attention of the three people. They raised their heads in unison and followed Dumbledore's gaze towards him standing at the door.

An elusive smile appeared on the faces of the three people at the same time.

Dumbledore was in a trance for a moment, and the scene before him seemed to be distorted. The young man opposite seemed to have grown up, while the old man became younger. The age of the man in the middle did not change, but his facial features were moving slightly.

But when he squinted his eyes and took a closer look, it seemed that everything just now was an illusion caused by the dazzle of the sun. The two professors and a young student were still standing there as he saw them at first glance, smiling at him.

For a moment, Dumbledore felt that he had witnessed the so-called era with his own eyes.

I am old, but they are still young.

The chariot of the times split the long river of time and sped past him, allowing him only to glimpse a silhouette of that era, but it disappeared in an instant.

After two seconds, Dumbledore smiled back, opened the door and walked out of the classroom.

"I'm leaving first, goodbye." He whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

After walking a few steps, Dumbledore suddenly stopped and had a flash of enlightenment in his mind: "Les Lint... Ha! What an academic name!"

A relieved smile appeared on Dumbledore's face. He no longer hesitated and strode out of the corridor.

Watching Dumbledore's back gradually disappear into the distance, Rowena said softly, "He seems to have understood something."

"He is the headmaster of Hogwarts. It's no big deal if he knows more." Helga responded lazily with her eyes closed, bathing in the light of the morning sun.

"He's a smart man," Rice said, moving his stiff joints. "Smart people have the best sense of boundaries."

"Only smart people can allow us to live a peaceful life!" Rowena sighed.

"Didn't you work so hard when you were young just for this kind of comfort?" Helga said with a smile.

Having said that, the three of them looked at each other tacitly, and then each of them tried hard to suppress the smile on their faces.

Some people...ha! I'm afraid it's hard for them to enjoy this peaceful and comfortable life!

In this comparison, they only felt more relaxed and comfortable.

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