days at Hogwarts

Chapter 120 The society is dead!

The nature of magic?
Loren paused, looking at Snape blankly.

"Making the impossible possible." Snape felt a little guilty, and didn't look Loren in the eye.

"Ah, then what?"

Snape tried his best to make his voice sound calm, and pretended to be reserved and said: "If it is impossible without the Philosopher's Stone, then lend me the Philosopher's Stone, and there will be—"

"Okay." Loren's crisp voice sounded.

"What?" Snape was a little taken aback.

"I said I agreed." Loren said seriously, "But I have to wait until I cure my grandfather's werewolf disease."

Loren's pursuit of the Philosopher's Stone is to treat werewolves and blood-cursed orcs, and now only Grandpa Bates' werewolf disease remains.At other times, the Sorcerer's Stone is just a power stone in his hand, and it can't play any role.

Loaning Snape can play a greater role, so why not.

Snape fell into silence. Loren's straightforwardness was beyond his expectation, and he didn't even finish listening to his price tag.

No one understands the attraction of the elixir of life to a master of potions. The important thing is not to live forever, but to brew this potion and get in touch with the true secrets of potions.

Truth over efficacy.

And the Sorcerer's Stone can make the elixir of life, so that the master of potions can see the truth.

Snape thought he would pay some price to let Loren share the Philosopher's Stone.But he promised so fast that Snape felt unreal.After all, this is the Philosopher's Stone that countless people dream of.

"By the way, the effectiveness of the Philosopher's Stone is limited, and you may not be able to research anything." Loren vaccinated him in advance.

Although I don't know the criteria for the redemption of desperate souls, if the requirements are not met, the Philosopher's Stone is just a power stone for others.

Hearing Loren's nagging voice, Snape made a decision in his mind, "The research experiment will start next semester, and the Philosopher's Stone will still be used by you, just cooperate with me in some experiments. As a reward, you owe me The debt is written off."

Loren was overjoyed, although he didn't know exactly how much money he owed Snape, but he would definitely take advantage of the free money, "After I solve the werewolf problem, you can start the experiment during the holidays, you don't have to let me do it. "

"Don't be sentimental, it's not for you."

Snape glanced at him, then looked away, "I'm going to collect some rare materials during the holidays to prepare for the experiment. You have to use the Philosopher's Stone for the rituals that Dumbledore participated in, and I'm not sure I can make magic happen." Stone works."

Of course, these are all excuses. Materials are collected through the black market. Although there will be a premium, it will definitely not take a whole vacation.As for cracking the Philosopher's Stone, according to Snape's character, how could he give up without trying.

Loren secretly thought it was funny, this man was twisted and hard-spoken.

"So, you talked about the ritual for a long time, the essence of magic, just to fool my Philosopher's Stone." Loren teased.

Snape didn't answer, his eyes were on the road ahead, motionless.

"Who called me an idiot in the principal's office just now?" Loren, relying on the Philosopher's Stone, acted like a monster.

"I have other things, you can go first." Before the next staircase, Snape said, swung his robe, turned a corner and left.

Something?

This is the fifth floor. The Potions Professor's office is in the basement. What do you want?

Loren raised his eyebrows and finally spoke loudly in front of Snape.

Follow the stairs all the way down to the first floor, walk through the courtyard aisle, and find that the sun is high and it is almost noon.

"I don't know if the kitchen is still cooking today." Loren muttered.

With suspicion, Loren came to the auditorium.

Sure enough, the entire auditorium was empty, and there was nothing on the four long tables that were usually filled with food.

Just as Loren wanted to turn around, he went directly to the kitchen to find something to eat, but when he saw that the guest table usually made by the professor was empty, he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

As a student, seeing the teacher's position, it is normal to want to sit there.

This idea quickly took root, Loren didn't think much about it, since no one was there anyway, he bounced and slid towards the guest table.

It was a row of tables that were shorter than the college tables below, but above them were high chairs with tall backs.The cushions are also leather.

The table was covered with a soft, clean yellow tablecloth, neat and tidy.

Loren touched the tablecloth and the chair cushions, they were all soft and smooth to the touch.He is very satisfied.

In addition to the professors and principals of various disciplines, there are other faculty positions. There are more than ten or twenty benches, which are not much shorter than the long table below.

Loren grinned at the corner of his mouth, playing exciting games if he wanted to.

He strode across the positions on both sides, and went straight to the center to sit down, which was the position of the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

Loren moved his buttocks and twisted his shoulders. The adult seat was still too big for him, and he could only stick his head out of the table.

At this time, Loren, who had his sight blocked, did not see an old wizard with a white beard standing by the side door wall on the right side of the guest seat, watching the young wizard's performance with great interest.

Loren was in high spirits, put his hands on the table, stood up with his feet on the chair, and looked around the four long tables below.

"Cough cough."

Loren's face was serious, he raised his hands and pressed twice, suppressing the non-existent screams. "Welcome to Hogwarts to start a new school year! Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words. That is: idiots! sneeze! scum! screw!"

"Thank you everyone!" Loren sat down in a dignified manner and applauded himself.A few actions, enough to satisfy the principal's addiction.

"Is that what I was?"

The old wizard's voice sounded, and Dumbledore sat next to Loren at some point, resting his chin on one hand, with a thoughtful expression.

Loren turned around with a stiff neck and stayed where she was.

What is social death?

This is called social death!
Loren shouted in his heart: Fox!You take me away!

He showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Principal Dumbledore, when did you come?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly, "Come early in the morning."

"I've always felt that my speech at the opening dinner was very English. Now it seems that maybe it should be shorter." Dumbledore looked at Loren gently, "What do you think?"

Loren felt a nail on the chair, nailing his ass.He could not wait to take out his wand and give himself a big melon, but he still smiled and said, "I think, I think it's good now."

Dumbledore suppressed a smile, observed Loren's expression, worried that if this topic continued, Loren might not return to school next semester.

"Hogwarts is on holiday, but there is still enough food in the kitchen." He suppressed his smile, turned his head and tapped twice on the table with his wand.

puff!
A dinner plate squeezed out of the air and landed on the table, making a muffled sound under the cushion of the tablecloth.

Then the fork and knife clattered down on the plate.

"Call out the food you want to eat."

Dumbledore took away the fork and knife and showed him, "Fry the steak."

boom!
A piece of fried steak appeared on the dinner plate.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand and motioned Loren to try it too.

Although the nail on his butt was still there, Loren finally didn't want to die now. He also tapped the front twice with his wand, "Fried steak."

The two began to enjoy lunch, and the strange atmosphere made Loren not want to say a word, he just wanted to finish eating quickly and run away.

The only sound in the entire auditorium is the sound of "creaking" the knife scratching the plate.

Dumbledore was in a good mood. What happened today made him feel complicated. When he came to the auditorium, he just wanted to finish things as soon as possible and send Loren home.

But watching Loren's series of behaviors made him relax unconsciously, and his mood was not so tense.

"That's right!" Dumbledore said suddenly.

Loren looked up at him, with a whole piece of fried steak in his mouth, eating the whole piece directly in his mouth is the fastest way to eat, so that he can escape from this place of death as soon as possible.

"Would you like something to drink?" Dumbledore blinked at Loren, "Here's juice, tea, pumpkin juice..."

Dumbledore showed a hesitant expression, "Well, butter beer is not suitable for you."

Loren bit off a bite of the meat and said decisively, "Apple juice, thank you!"

After speaking, a goblet filled with apple juice appeared on his right hand.

Dumbledore's glass was yellow and orange, like orange juice, pumpkin juice, or butter beer, Loren didn't look carefully.

After a small episode, Loren felt that it was not so difficult here.

The speed of his eating slowed down, "Principal, it seems strange that you heard that name in the office just now, do you know that person?"

Dumbledore slowly cut off the steak piece by piece and put it in his mouth to chew, "This is a story from a long time ago, maybe I can tell you it later, but not now."

In fact, it was not very long, it was about 70 years ago, the story about him.

Loren didn't ask this matter again, "How is that blood-cursed orc?"

"In the school infirmary, Ms. Pomfrey will check her body. After she wakes up, I will have a chat with her, and she will decide whether to stay or not." Dumbledore's voice was not in a hurry.

Loren thought for a while and had no opinion.Although he saved Nagini, he didn't think about getting anything in return.

His idea of ​​saving people was more out of the fact that he couldn't bear to see a normal person become a beast drinking blood, be refined into a horcrux, and even be beheaded by a sword in the end.

"When are we going to cure Grandpa Bates of his werewolf disease?" Loren asked.

Dumbledore was very considerate, "If you are in a hurry, we can leave at any time."

Loren thought about it carefully. He still doesn't know where Grandpa Bates is at ease.

This year, Hogwarts will have summer vacation on June 6th, which happens to be when the moon is full, so it probably won't be in time.After today, there will be another month, so I don't seem to be in a hurry.

This discovery made him a little stunned, biting the beef and muttering: "Don't worry, don't worry."

Dumbledore said: "If you are not in a hurry, I want you to accompany me to do some things first."

Loren came back to his senses: "Things? What's the matter?"

"Hmm." Dumbledore swallowed the last piece of steak, "About Ravenclaw's diadem, I made an appointment with Ms. Gray to talk in the Transfiguration classroom this afternoon. You know, that Ms. Gray."

"Should I know?" Loren let go of the half of the steak left in his mouth, and glanced at Dumbledore quietly.

Dumbledore met Loren's gaze and smiled gently.

If you look like this, then you know it.

After only one year at Hogwarts, I knew that he was really suitable to be the headmaster.

Loren resented: ...This person ate so slowly, and he finished eating before me!

……

Transfiguration classroom.

This is a classroom without windows, hidden deep in the castle, full of darkness.Only three or two candlesticks were lit, casting sparse light.

On the first table on the right side of the podium, a crown and a blue gemstone are quietly placed.

An eagle with outspread wings is engraved on the front of the crown, and a circle of grooves is exposed on the abdomen, which is exactly the size of the blue gemstone next to it.

Dumbledore brought the diadem out of the Room of Requirement, and Loren witnessed the whole process, all with levitation spells and no physical contact.This old wizard is obviously super strong, but he is overly cautious.

Loren and Dumbledore sat on one side, and a ghost of a young lady in a classical dress sat on the other.

She is Ms. Gray, who was one of the four founders of Hogwarts and the daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw-Helena Ravenclaw.

Ms. Gray stared at the blue gemstone obsessively, intoxicated by the light that symbolizes wisdom.

long silence.

Dumbledore spoke first, "Ms. Gray, I think you have seen that Ravenclaw's diadem has been defiled. I want to ask, do you have a way to remove the evil spirits attached to it?"

As the sacred object of Ms. Ravenclaw, Dumbledore did not want to destroy it directly.

Ms. Gray looked at the diadem with a look of disgust, "Thousands of years ago, I thought my mother's wisdom was the diadem. I wanted to be smarter and more famous than my mother. I stole the diadem and ran away with it. Thousands of years later, I mistrusted that student, and I am ashamed of Ravenclaw."

She seems to be talking to herself, "I didn't inherit her wisdom, it was like this during life, and it's like this after death."

Dumbledore wanted to comfort him, but Ms. Gray didn't give him a chance, and continued: "You are the greatest wizard of this era, and even you can't help it, let alone me."

"Let's destroy it together with the crown. In this case, the crown will be considered valuable."

"Don't be too sad, Lady Gray," said Dumbledore.

Ms. Gray turned her gaze to the blue gemstone, "I'm not sad. Ravenclaw's wisdom is in the gemstone. The dark wizard obviously missed it, and he has no wisdom."

"Pass it on, it's at Hogwarts." After Ms. Gray finished speaking, without looking at it, she got up and floated in the air, and disappeared through the wall.

"Who will this blue gem be passed on to?" Loren asked.

To be honest, he also wanted to experience the feeling of experiencing wisdom.

"Loren," Dumbledore said in an erratic voice, "it's not gems that are passed on, but wisdom."

The small words engraved on the diadem shone brightly under the light of blue gems:

【Extraordinary wisdom is the most precious wealth of human beings. 】

(End of this chapter)