Sign In To Hogwarts, I Lead The Magical Revolution

"Teacher, look at this, does the serpentine pattern on it look like a symbol of Slytherin?"

After taking the badge, Grindelwald carefully observed the pattern on the badge and nodded thoughtfully.

"It's a bit like, how did you get this thing?"

"Hey, that's a long story..."

Amber smiled and told Grindelwald about the battle between the two in the Forbidden Forest.

"Teacher, I have reason to believe that the guy who went to the Forbidden Forest must have something to do with this badge."

Flicking the badge with his thumb, Amber's eyes glowed brightly as he watched the old badge spin and jump in mid-air.

He also did not expect that this time there would be additional gains.

After getting the badge himself, Voldemort was noticeably more cranky.

Although the socket face didn't say it clearly, something that can make a great wizard attach so much importance is bound to not be an ordinary object.

Adhering to the principle that making the enemy unhappy is what makes him happy, Amber decided to study this badge carefully.

"Teacher, do you think this has anything to do with the legendary Slytherin?"

As he spoke, Amber recalled the original Harry Potter plot.

If he remembered correctly, Voldemort's family seemed inextricably linked to Slytherin.

Thinking of it this way, it doesn't seem impossible for the socket face to get Slytherin's relic.

And if he remembered correctly, the secret room that will make the whole school uproar next year is also Slytherin's heritage.

Is there any special connection between these things?

Carefully looking at the badge in his hand, Amber seemed unwilling to let go of any small corner, but he didn't notice Grindelwald's gaze.

Grindelwald stared hard at Amber's eyes. There was urgency, enthusiasm, impulsiveness, and calm in those eyes.

From Amber's eyes, Grindelwald seemed to see himself back then, but he was much calmer and better than he was back then.

Thinking of this, Grindelwald suddenly laughed.

Isn't that what he's been after?

There is no way to change this magical world. But your own students can.

Albus Dumbledore has taught so many students, none of whom has the ability and determination to change the day like Amber.

"Just make your decision."

At this time, the only thing Grindelwald can help Amber is support.

Back in the living room, Amber and Grindelwald discussed the possible surprises of the action.

After all, the person to be calculated was once a great wizard.

When the sky was getting dark, the two of them stopped talking and started chatting.

After a casual chat, the topic somehow turned to Fantastic Beasts.

Naturally, the two mentioned Amber's falcon.

"Your Lei Falcon, it's time to find someone to help you take a look."

Speaking of this, Amber was extremely helpless, and said, "What can I do, I don't know a magical animal expert."

"That Mr. Newt and I have nothing to do with each other. From your point of view, we still have some grudges."

Speaking of this, Grindelwald rarely lost his temper and said:

"Aside from the position of the year, Scamander is the best magical zoologist I have ever met."

"Your Thunder Falcon bloodline is too unstable. If it is not treated in time, it will be difficult to have the lifespan he should enjoy."

Amber nodded silently, which was indeed a big deal.

At that time, when Xiaobai was bought from a black market merchant, it was just a whim, but he did not expect that the peregrine falcon, which has always had the blood of the Thunderbird, was hatched.

The Thunderbird's bloodline brought Xiaobai incomparable speed, even if it spanned the whole of Europe, it only took half an hour.

However, due to the instability of the blood vessels, the super-fast speed brought a huge burden to Xiaobai.

If it weren't for the emergency today, Amber wouldn't use Xiaobai's abilities.

"Wait for the summer vacation. Wait until the summer vacation. I'll visit that Mr. Scamander."

Amber's eyes looked through the window to the distant sky, which was the direction Xiaobai flew away.

And Xiaobai didn't know this. He enjoyed the fun of traveling among the clouds, and after a while, he saw the magnificent Hogwarts Castle.

But when it handed the letter to Hermione, the poor Thunder Falcon experienced a predicament he had never seen before in his bird life.

"Where is Amber now? How is he? Why can't he be found at school?"

Hermione's hands clenched Lei Falcon's wings tightly and couldn't stop shaking, and the questions popped out of her mouth, making Xiao Bai feel dizzy.

"Yeah-"

After finally being unable to bear Hermione's broken thoughts, Xiaobai's whole body flashed with lightning, forcing Hermione to take a few steps back.

Then he quickly threw the package letter onto Hermione in an instant, spread his wings, and flew out of the Gryffindor tower in a piss.

The little witch is really scary, this is the rhythm to say dead birds.

Looking back at the Gryffindor tower with lingering fears, Xiaobai's body flashed with lightning and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Slip away, can't be offended, can't be offended.

Xiaobai's figure crossed a long-lasting white line of lightning in the air, but under the illumination of this white line, Hermione's face became even paler.

Holding Amber's letter in both hands, he kept shaking, as if he was about to lose all his strength in the next second and collapsed to the ground.

Amber didn't say anything specific, but briefly explained that there were enemies in the school, he was attacked in the forbidden forest, and he escaped with serious injuries. And ask Hermione to help him disguise at the school scene.

But that information alone had Hermione teetering.

"What's wrong? Hermione?"

Hermione's strange state attracted the attention of others. After the Halloween incident, Harry Ronald, who had been talking about everything, naturally surrounded Hermione at this time.

"What's this?" Seeing that Hermione was shaking and couldn't hold the parchment, Harry kindly took the letter over.

However, it was an inadvertent glance that made Harry scream out loud.

"Shut up! You idiot."

Harry's cry brought Hermione back from fear, and he subconsciously covered Harry's mouth tightly, the annoyed look on his face evident.

"Do you want to kill Amber?"

Seeing Hermione's rare anger, Harry nodded subconsciously, but suddenly shook his head wildly in response.

See Harry's expression, and Ronald's ignorant eyes next to him.

Hermione sighed, carefully put away her things, and dragged the two men out of the Gryffindor tower.

"So, I need your help."

In an abandoned classroom, three people sat around, and on the table in the middle was Amber's letter.

Now that Harry knew the contents of the letter, he immediately decided to pull the two of them into his actions.

"But what should we do?"

Looking at Hermione and the letter on the table, Ronald subconsciously took a bite of the bread in his hand, his eyes still blank.

"Amber's letter already said, let Barnabas paint the carpet on our eighth floor. There is a mysterious room there."

"Let's just pretend, Amber has been hiding in that room."

"Hermione, the professors at the Academy are not fools. Especially Snape."

Harry sighed helplessly, he had an extraordinary intuition and talent for this kind of thing.

"According to the Amber letter, we must have a person in this room of necessity, whether it is to operate a magic pistol or prevent others from entering, there must be a person in it."

Saying that, Harry spread his hands, and there was a rare helplessness in his tone.

"Do you think that if the professor really wanted to check, he wouldn't be able to find out that we're missing someone."

After uttering such an analysis, Harry realized with hindsight that both Hermione and Ronald were staring at him with strange eyes.

In an instant, he understood what those eyes meant, and immediately blushed and shouted:

"It's just the most basic stuff. Well, if the professor finds it, there will only be two of the three of us left. Anyone can think of the last person in the room."

"No, Harry, that's not what I meant."

Unexpectedly, Hermione stood up and held Harry's shoulders, with a rare solemnity on her young and beautiful face.

"I mean...I mean, thank you."

Hermione's sudden and serious apology left Harry at a loss.

He hesitantly pulled Ronald to his feet, swept the items on the table into his backpack, and said:

"Come on, it's going to be dinner soon. We don't have much time."

Harry walked out of the classroom first, avoiding the crowds in twos and threes, and walked towards the eighth floor.

On weekends in Hogsmeade, there were not many people in the school, and they easily walked up to the eighth floor.

But as soon as they walked up the stairs, the three encountered the first threat in this operation.

"Harry Potter, you should go back to the Great Hall now."

Turning a corridor, a gloomy and dull face appeared in front of the three of them accompanied by the iconic black robe.

It's Snape!

The three of them took a step back. In their opinion, if there is really evil in the school, then it must be Snape.

"It's not time to eat yet, Professor."

Harry clenched his bag strap subconsciously, looked at Snape's face forcibly calmly, and said slowly.

"If you didn't do anything bad just now, you should have heard that the school asked all the students to gather in the auditorium."

Halfway through, Snape's words stopped abruptly, and his eyes fell on Harry's pale clenched hand.

"What's in your bag, Potter?"

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