Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Rowena took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

In fact, when Sarah came to investigate, she had suspected that he came for the Christmas ball, and she did play a role in fueling the situation.

It was her persuasion that made Dumbledore decide to follow the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament, hold a ball at Christmas, and let the contestants who passed the first stage lead the dance.

Her purpose was to watch Salazar dance, but she never expected that she would end up getting herself into trouble.

Rowena was unwilling to give up and she continued to struggle.

"I'm not really good at dancing. Why don't you go find your two students? They're from the Greengrass family and they must be good at singing and dancing."

Les gave Rowena a strange look.

"Don't you think there seems to be some contradiction between the Greengrass family and good at singing and dancing?" He couldn't help but complain about Rowena.

In four years, he didn't see any artistic talent in his two students, and Daphne looked like a good candidate for learning swordsmanship.

Rowena smiled awkwardly.

"Rowena, be my dance partner. With your intelligence, you should understand that when Dumbledore decided to let the contestant lead the dance, you had no choice." Les said in a grim tone.

He has thought it through, and might as well die together with Rowena!

You want to make me uncomfortable? Then don't even think about staying out of it!

Rowena sighed: she had shot herself in the foot.

She had realized that Salazar must have noticed something, so he came to her with the idea of ​​a one-for-one trade. As for why he didn't go to Helga, it was because he didn't have any leverage over Helga, so Helga didn't necessarily have to cooperate with him.

I was like an eagle hunting a poisonous snake. I was bitten by the snake in mid-air and died from the poison. The snake also died from falling from the sky.

"Okay, as you say." Rowena knew she had no choice but to agree.

Les left Rowena's office with satisfaction, while Rowena, with a bitter face, took the antidote made by Les to Dumbledore's office to prepare for the next stage of the competition.

Dumbledore was a little surprised when the door was pushed open again.

He thought it was Professor White who needed more Phoenix blood, and just as he was about to persuade her to let Fox take it slow, he found that the person who walked in was Professor Arius.

"You are here too? Is there something wrong? Let me make it clear first, Fawkes can't draw blood for a while." Dumbledore first asked Professor Arius to sit down, then told her with a smile that if it was for the blood of the phoenix, then she could go back.

"I don't need the blood of the phoenix for now. I came here for this." Rowena placed the box full of antidote on Dumbledore's office.

"In the next stage of the competition, I hope that the contestants can bring these antidote potions before entering the alchemy world. However, these potions cannot be given to them directly. They must pass the test before they can get them."

"Okay, I'll contact Henry and ask him to make arrangements." After receiving the box, Dumbledore asked Rowena a question: "Did something happen inside?"

Rowena didn't respond, but Dumbledore saw through everything from her attitude.

I guess that person is here to clean up the mess, Dumbledore thought.

After experiencing that day, Dumbledore actually had a question in his heart, which was why he would get involved in this kind of children's game?

Putting himself in their shoes, Dumbledore felt that he had no interest in getting involved. They were not stupid, nor were they the type to act on impulse, so there must be a deeper meaning behind this move.

Professor Arius's attitude today proves that his speculation was correct.

"I've brought the things. I'm going back first." After handing the medicine to Dumbledore, Rowena wanted to leave.

Dumbledore seemed to suddenly remember something and asked another question: Why do you and Professor White both need the blood of the phoenix?

Rowena stopped, her face filled with joy as she shared their latest research results with Dumbledore.

There was a gleam in Dumbledore's eyes.

He sat up straight and asked seriously, "There is no limit to the species? Any magical animal, as long as you pour blood on it, you can harvest the fruit with the ability to transform?!"

Rowena nodded.

Dumbledore couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

He was keenly aware of the great significance of this fruit to the magic world. To put it bluntly, this fruit could greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of wizards.

Professor Arius in front of him only mentioned the phoenix and the dragon, but Dumbledore knew very well that there were far more powerful magical animals than just these two.

The huge and ferocious Acromanthus, the Nangdu Leopard whose breath is enough to destroy a village and requires hundreds of wizards to subdue it, the Basilisk that kills instantly with a direct eye contact, the bloodthirsty and powerful Chimera, the Manticore...

If wizards were to transform into the aforementioned magical creatures, Dumbledore had no doubt that they would gain extremely powerful powers.

Fortunately, the blood of these magical animals is very difficult to obtain. But the bad thing is that according to Professor Arius, if you want to successfully take the fruit, you need to have a good compatibility with these magical animals.

A wizard who can have a high degree of compatibility with inherently evil magical animals such as the Chimera and the Manticore can't be a good person, right?

Dumbledore felt a little anxious, but when he saw the calm eyes of Professor Arius, he calmed down immediately.

"It's a great invention and a brilliant idea." Dumbledore praised it highly, but at the same time he also quietly pointed out that this kind of magic should be strictly controlled to prevent it from falling into the hands of malicious and inherently evil people.

"Salazar has already used it," Rowena muttered.

However, although he was complaining in his heart, he kept agreeing with it, saying that there was absolutely no problem.

After Professor Arius left, Dumbledore closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Meanwhile, Helga was writing a letter with a copy of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them beside her, and it was obvious that she had just gained a lot of inspiration from it.

She felt that there were several magical animals that were very compatible with her or had strong strength, and she planned to try them one by one. However, the blood of these magical animals was not so easy to obtain, so she was mobilizing her connections to look for them.

In terms of connections, Helga, who sells automatic combat dolls all over the world, has the best connections, even Les is slightly inferior. It is not difficult for her to buy some blood of magical animals.

After writing dozens of letters and sending them all, Helga relaxed.

Next, just wait for the reply.

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Les walked in the corridor of the castle, feeling the rich Christmas atmosphere in the castle, his face full of comfort.

He's been exhausted these days.

The repeated time travel and high-intensity research put the three of them in a tense state. Now that things have come to an end, they can also "let their hair down and relax" as Professor McGonagall described.

But after taking only a few steps, Les remembered one thing: the puppet was still acting in his name, and he had to stop it as soon as possible.

According to the new instructions issued by Les, the puppets began to move towards the rarely visited corners of the castle.

In an abandoned classroom, Rice waited for the puppet as he wished, but what surprised him was that there were two little tails following the puppet.

"Lies, you finally show up!" When they saw Les' true form, Daphne and Astoria both breathed a sigh of relief, and then became nervous again.

Both of them understood that the "final moment" had arrived.

"I was busy with something and was delayed outside. Now I finally have time." Faced with the sudden appearance of the Greengrass sisters, Rice began to search for reasonable excuses in his mind to explain why he had been missing for most of half a month.

After thinking about it, he felt that he could tell the truth. Whether it was the antidote or the transformation fruit, they were both things they could know.

However, to Les's surprise, Daphne and Astoria didn't care at all about where Les had gone before, and they asked a question in unison.

"Les, can I be your partner for the Christmas dance?"

After asking the question, the two looked at each other, and there was even a smell of gunpowder in the air.

Les blinked: Why haven't they found a partner yet? No way...

He couldn't help smacking his lips.

"I've found a dance partner. I'm really sorry." Les said in an apologetic tone.

Daphne and Astoria were both a little disappointed at this answer, but at the same time, they were both relieved.

"Can I know who your dance partner is?" Daphne asked again, a little unwillingly.

"Professor Arius."

Daphne, Astoria: Huh?!

This answer confused them. Why was it her? Can a professor from the school be invited to the dance? !

Faced with the two confused people, Rice patiently answered their questions.

"Of course you can invite school professors. As long as it's not prohibited by the rules, then you can. As for the reason why I invited her..." Rice narrowed his eyes: "It has nothing to do with other reasons. I just want to take revenge on her."

As he spoke, Rice shared the whole story of the dance with the two of them, and said that he could not allow the person who came up with this bad idea to stand on the shore and watch them floundering in the water, so he should drag her into the water with him.

Daphne couldn't help but glance at her sister, she really wanted to ask how the Christmas ball, which she thought was a good idea, became a bad idea?

"Have you two been waiting for my reply? I'm so sorry, but I've already decided on a dance partner." After realizing that he seemed to have delayed the two students from finding dance partners, Rice felt a little embarrassed.

But I'm sorry, the most urgent thing is to trouble your Ravenclaw aunt. Even if time goes back and gives Les a chance to choose again, he will still make the same choice, but this time he will inform his two good students in advance.

However, Daphne and Astoria did not show much disappointment on their faces. They both looked more relieved.

"It's okay. I don't fancy the others anyway." Daphne responded, and Astoria nodded slightly.

"You two..." Les sighed. He couldn't do anything about these two stubborn little girls.

He extended his index finger and tapped each of them on the forehead, then put away the puppet and walked out of the abandoned classroom, leaving the two behind.

"Sister, do you have a dance partner you like?" Astoria asked softly after Les's back disappeared.

"Not anymore, what about you, sister?"

"I do not have either."

The two raised their heads and their eyes met in mid-air.

"Then can you be my dance partner?" they asked in unison, then smiled and reached a consensus.

Rice walked hurriedly down the stairs and came to the lobby on the first floor. Students from various schools were crowded here, making the originally spacious lobby overcrowded.

Les tried to push away the crowd in front of him, and at this moment, someone called his name. Les turned his head and found that the person who called his name was Fleur Delacour, a contestant from Beauxbatons whom he had met in the Alchemy World before.

"What's the matter?" Les had just stood still when he suddenly felt a spell coming towards him.

Considering that there were people everywhere around, Rice did not use the Armor Spell to deflect it. Instead, he used magic to wrap up the weak spell and made it stagnate in mid-air.

After a quick analysis, Rice discovered that the source of the spell was Fleur, who was not far from him.

"Lace, have you found a dance partner?" Furong had no idea that her spell had been intercepted. She even thought she had succeeded in her sneak attack.

As soon as he asked this question, Les immediately understood what the spell was. It was either the Confusion Curse or the Imperius Curse, or it could be the innate magic of the Veela. However, considering that the spell did not feel that powerful, Les ruled out the possibility of the Imperius Curse.

Les casually cast the spell on Malfoy who was passing by.

When Furong was about to take advantage of the situation and defeat the mysterious and powerful contestant Les Lint in one fell swoop, Les winked at her and gave her a strange smile.

"It seems like someone wants to talk to you. I won't disturb you for now. Goodbye!" Les pushed open a gap in the crowd, slipped in like a snake, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fleur was stunned for a moment, and then she knew that she seemed to have messed up, because Draco Malfoy from Slytherin College appeared in front of her and asked her in a loud voice if she would like to attend the Christmas ball with him.

Fleur was completely stunned. She looked at Malfoy as if he were a sea cucumber and couldn't say a word. The people around them also stopped and kept looking at the faces of Malfoy and Fleur.

Pansy Parkinson, who was beside Malfoy, was as angry as a cat whose tail was stepped on.

In a few seconds, Malfoy was free of Fleur's enchantment, and when he realized what had happened, he felt as if the sky had fallen.

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