"Excellent, very excellent!"

An uninvited guest appeared in Headmaster Dumbledore's office early in the morning.

And this guest was Bourne's grandfather, Horace Slughorn. The potion master had just attended a seminar of the "Society of Extraordinary Pharmacists" last night.

As a result, early this morning, I heard a shocking news brought by the house-elf Momo.

The British Ministry of Magic actually sent someone to Glasgow just to deliver a letter to his family, saying that Bourne was required to attend a court hearing.

"My little Bourne, although he likes to use some scary-looking alchemical weapons and has ripped off the heads of monsters like werewolves, vampires, and mutant fire dragons, he is still a good boy. But look at this, what is this..."

Horace slapped a letter stamped with the Ministry of Magic's seal and a copy of today's Daily Prophet on the headmaster's desk.

"…That female reporter Rita Skeeter actually wrote about a little wizard like this. Take a look at it. "Is it the decline of morality or the distortion of human nature? A little wizard makes trouble in the British Museum." How could such cold words come out of her 37-degree mouth?"

To be honest, Dumbledore felt a little dizzy when his old colleague blocked his door early this morning.

The reason was simple. He, Bourne and Newt had stayed up for half the night yesterday to build a new home for the thousand-year-old basilisk in Slytherin.

So when Horace came to find him, he learned that the old man did not see his little grandson after arriving at Hogwarts, but heard from Hagrid, the guard of the Forbidden Forest, that little Bourne had run to the Forbidden Forest with Newt Scamander before dawn.

At first, Headmaster Dumbledore thought that the old man who looked like a warthog in front of him came to him to question him because he knew about the dangerous experience Bourne had in Hogwarts Castle yesterday - he encountered Voldemort's Horcrux and an equally dangerous "Eye of the Weaver" at the same time.

"So that's how it is," Dumbledore put on his half-moon reading glasses, then used his wand to tap his pajamas with a pattern of stars and moons, changing it into a formal wizard robe, "Don't be angry, old friend, it's not like you haven't seen what Ms. Rita Skeeter wrote.

Didn't she write an autobiography for our old leader, Principal Dippet? It seemed to be called "Armando Dippet: Master or Idiot", which was a topic of conversation for some mediocre people after dinner, but it had no other use.

I guarantee that even those who have read the book will not remember what is written there after reading it.”

Although he knew that what Dumbledore said was true, Horace was still angry and looked very unhappy.

To be honest, Horace himself had read the book that Rita Skeeter wrote to the former headmaster of Hogwarts for critical purposes (definitely not to see the amusement of his old leader).

He really couldn't remember the specific contents of chapters such as "Seven Stupid Things Headmaster Dippet Did" and "Is There Any Unknown Conspiracy in Dippet's Handing Over of the Headmaster's Position to Dumbledore?"

Moreover, as a member of the Holy Twenty-Eight pure-blood families, he had been taught by his elders since childhood that the magical world has always spoken with wands and spells, and it is not the case that whoever speaks nicely or makes up an interesting story will have the right to speak.

In fact, if nothing unexpected happened, Rita Skeeter, who was probably less than half his age, would most likely not survive Armando Dippet, who was much older than him.

Because the more powerful the wizard, the longer his life span will be. And any powerful wizard who can become the headmaster of Hogwarts can be called "dying young" if he does not live for two or three hundred years.

But, he is still very angry now.

In fact, he might not have been so angry even if Rita Skeeter had written about him.

However, this time, the woman seemed to have gone insane and openly slandered the only heir of the Slughorn family, his beloved grandson, in the newspaper.

Mud...

The more Horace thought about it, the angrier he got. So before he came to see Dumbledore, he even considered giving Rita Skeeter and her unscrupulous photographer some cursed potion.

As a potion master, he knew at least a dozen non-lethal potions with curses that even the healers at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Sorrow could not solve.

There are even nine kinds of magic potions here. The curse effects they cause cannot be detected, let alone solved!

For example, whenever you eat macaroni, some of it will be undercooked; when you drink afternoon tea, the tea bags will most likely go moldy... and the worst curse for the British is an allergy to potato starch.

“Thump, thump, thump—”

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the principal's office. It was Bourne and Newt walking up the spiral staircase of the gargoyles.

"Principal, Grandpa Horace."

"Professor Dumbledore, Professor Slughorn."

The two of them were just found by Hagrid in the Forbidden Forest. It turned out that because he saw the unhappy look on Professor Horace's face, he got up quickly and hurried into the Forbidden Forest to look for Bourne and the others. The Forbidden Forest administrator was worried that something bad had happened.

But after learning the whole story, Bourne acted very relaxed.

Because it's just a court inquiry at the Ministry of Magic, there's nothing to worry about, and it's not like you'll be taken to the Imperial Court for questioning.

He just felt it was a waste of time.

Newt's reaction was more "normal": the old wizard, who was not young at all, said very seriously in front of his two professors that he would go to his "old unit" with Bourne no matter what (Newt Scamander once worked in the British Ministry of Magic).

"This is simply appalling!" Newt said righteously, "Both the allegations about Bourne's alleged violation of the Statute of Secrecy and the report in the Daily Prophet are full of errors and omissions."

Upon hearing this, Horace immediately patted the palm of his left hand with the back of his right hand, and glanced at Dumbledore who had just said, "This is not just a small matter."

Horace looked expectantly at Newt, a former student of his, and the meaning was very clear: if you can speak, speak more.

"First of all, the Ministry of Magic's accusation against Bourne is totally untenable. He did not use magic in front of so many Muggles. He just helped me spread some golden candy peels to attract a Niffler named Teddy. I can testify for him."

Horace raised an eyebrow at Dumbledore.

"Secondly, I am the one who raised that Niffler. If anyone is to be held responsible, it should be me. What does it have to do with a little wizard?

Although it is not known how this newspaper and the people from the Ministry of Magic knew that Bourne had three pets and portrayed them as the "three evils" of Hogwarts, their choice of words and their judgment of magical creatures were actually completely wrong.

What Bourne raised were not Nifflers, Kneazles and Chow-Dawgs; they were all completely new species deriving from hybrids, and the characteristics of the original father and mother could not be applied to them at all.

This is an extremely common stereotype, and it’s not fair at all to these new and amazing animals.

If we must find fault, it would be more appropriate to accuse the dog of not having its tail docked, the cat-kneazle not having been sterilized, and the Niffler not having a golden nest to stabilize his emotions.

In other words, if they could question how the three pet breeding licenses were issued for keeping these three magical animals as pets, I would admit that they have some professionalism..."

As Horace listened, his expression changed from "That's what I told you.JPG" at the beginning to "the face of an old man on the subway with his cell phone.JPG".

Fortunately, Dumbledore seemed to have anticipated from the beginning that Newt would go off topic, so he suppressed his laughter and coughed lightly, interrupting Newt's explanation of the "false accusation".

"Okay, Newt."

Dumbledore smiled and said, "Since we already know this is a misunderstanding, let's go and clear it up. I saw that the letter said we can go in the afternoon. I will go with you then. The officials of the Ministry of Magic should not refuse an old man like me to sit in. When the time comes, I will ask you a few questions, and you just need to help Bourne to provide evidence."

The honest Newt nodded and agreed, "This is what I should do, Professor."

When Bourne heard that Dumbledore was going to the Ministry of Magic court with him, he suddenly felt that this trip might be very interesting.

Because the "Magic Court" he was going to be questioned was actually a subordinate agency of the Wizengamot (Council of Sages). It usually handled cases that did not need to be discussed in the Wizengamot and made judgments on them.

The results of the judgments of this kind of "magic court" are basically relatively mild sentences such as fines and some labor.

The Wizengamot, its superior organization, is an organization that predates the Ministry of Magic and is now a combination of the court and the parliament. It is composed of fifty highly respected wizard members, and the highest officer is called the Chief Magician of the Wizengamot.

Here comes the interesting part. The chief wizard of the Wizengamot has not changed for decades, and this chief wizard is none other than Dumbledore, Bourne's school principal and the greatest white wizard of all time.

"The consulting officer's expression will probably be very interesting by then." Bourne found it very interesting when he thought of Dumbledore being present and providing defense for himself.

At this moment, after giving Newt instructions, Dumbledore turned around and looked at him.

"Bourne," the old wizard asked with a smile, "Is the basilisk adapting to its new home? If it has any complaints about the environment in the box, I can help make some modifications."

"Don't worry, professor. I have put it in the Omega Box and placed a gold Galleon in its mouth for communication. If the environment is not suitable, it will send me a message."

As he spoke, Bourne took out a spell-cast gold Galleon from his trouser pocket. If the basilisk felt unwell and transmitted the message, the gold Galleon in Bourne's trouser pocket would become hot.

Dumbledore nodded. "I didn't expect you to have already given that fragrant piece a name - Omega Box - Box of the End. It sounds good."

"What's the Omega Box?" Horace asked curiously. He was a little confused. He had only been away from Hogwarts for a few days, so how come so many things seemed to have happened?

Hearing his grandfather's question, Bourne took out the Omega case from the lizard wallet. The metal shell of the case looked like it had been melted, with some marks of knife and axe cuts in some places. A red gem was inlaid on the front, and red lines were like blood vessels, covering every surface of the case.

That’s right, this box is the lead box that was originally used to hold the [Eye of the Weaver].

It was originally just an ordinary metal box. Apart from being heavy and able to block some magic, there was nothing particularly noteworthy about it.

However, yesterday, because the Eye of Fate Weaver suddenly rioted, the box was attacked by the power of black magic.

Not only had it become extraordinarily strong - Bourne had used both his chainsword and melta gun yesterday, and pried it for quite some time before he was almost able to force it open.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Bourne had not used the chainsword and melta gun, but had used Gryffindor's magic sword which only had a "special attack effect" against magic, he would probably not have been able to do anything to the box.

Although the Eye of the Weaver was eventually destroyed, some magic still remained on the box.

Headmaster Dumbledore thought this thing was very suitable. It was even more suitable than some of the materials that the old wizard had originally prepared to provide to Bourne as a replacement for the "bag".

So, after checking it once, Dumbledore simply used the box as an anchor, installed a simplified version of the Philosopher's Stone "battery", and used dozens of spells to create an environment suitable for the survival of magical animals like the basilisk.

Because he was busy too late last night and Newt Scamander also wanted to visit the Forbidden Forest, after the finished product was made, Bourne took it to the Forbidden Forest early this morning. He arranged a new residence for the basilisk and also solved the urgent problem of the eight-eyed giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest.

After checking the Omega Box that was placed in the basilisk again and confirming that there was no problem and no safety hazard, Dumbledore asked Bourne to put the box into the Transfiguration Lizard Wallet.

At the same time, the headmaster also instructed Bourne not to mention that he brought the box when he went to the Ministry of Magic to be questioned this afternoon.

"Compared to the three little guys who have caused you to be attacked in the newspapers, if the people in the Ministry of Magic knew that you were carrying a thousand-year-old basilisk with you, they might scream and call the Aurors to send you to Azkaban to eliminate the 'danger' first. Bourne, you have to know that sometimes even Puffball and Flobberworm can scare some people."

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