days at Hogwarts

Chapter 142 Dumbledore Visits
"Occlumency!" Loren exclaimed, "You learned it so quickly?"

He saw that Harry hadn't learned it after a year of study, and thought that Occlumency was difficult, but Hermione got it right the first time.

Hiss, could it be that Harry is too simple-minded?

"No." Hermione explained helplessly, "It's because your Legilimency Fetch failed, and the spell was interrupted halfway through."

In order for Loren to learn Legilimency as soon as possible, she didn't even have the idea of ​​resistance. Instead, she cooperated very much and took the initiative to immerse herself in that state, so that Loren could check her memory.

Loren stroked his sleeves: "Then let's continue."

Practicing the Patronus Charm and Memory Magic in the morning, and reviewing the content of the previous school year in the afternoon, Loren spent the day painfully and fulfillingly under Hermione's supervision.

As the sun set, Bates, who came back from the property rights formalities, sent Hermione to the door, and once again asked to stay: "Are you really not going to have dinner at our house?"

"No, no, I have to have dinner with my parents." Hermione shook her hands in a panic and refused, with a faint blush on her cheeks, which was not obvious under the afterglow of the setting sun.

She ate mutton noodles in the morning, and at noon she ate the unique "mutton soup and rice pudding" that Loren said.I was full both times, and I can't eat dinner like this again.

Hermione, Hermione, you can never be like today again.

The girl shook her head and hurried back to her home.

Bates watched Hermione's back disappear with a smile, closed the door, looked at Loren lying on the sofa like a dead fish, and sighed wistfully.

……

boom!
Boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Loren woke up from his sleep, his head was still in a daze.He managed to open his eyes, and vaguely recognized the hands on the alarm clock on the windowsill: 7:30.

"Grandpa Bates, if the house wasn't on fire, then let me sleep a little longer." Loren shouted weakly, raising his voice.

"Loren! It's me, Hermione! Get up and practice the Patronus Charm!" Hermione's crisp voice came from outside the door.

"Ah!" Loren groaned weakly and sat up from the bed.

What kind of nightmare is this, yesterday was waiting for me downstairs, and today it directly raided my bedroom.

He shook his head and got off the bed, dragged his soulless body, walked to the door, opened the door, and saw Hermione standing in front of the door.

"It's too early! If I remember correctly, Wendell and Monica should still be having breakfast at this time." Loren strongly complained about this behavior that prevented him from sleeping.

"Yes, I eat breakfast faster than them." Hermione took out the planner again, compared the text on it, and began to arrange today's study plan, "Your Patronus Charm progress is a bit slow, we Should have spent more time on the Patronus Charm, and then..."

Loren's eyes began to go black again and again. He skipped Hermione and walked downstairs. He went downstairs and looked around. He didn't see Grandpa Bates, and asked suspiciously, "Where is Grandpa Bates?"

"In the afternoon we'll review Transfiguration and Potions—"

Hearing the question, Hermione stopped making arrangements, raised her head and replied, "Grandpa Bates said he's going to deal with banks and funds today."

let me watch you...

Hermione didn't say the rest of the sentence.

Miserable, today was another day dominated and tortured by Hermione... Loren felt heartbroken, and his eyes turned black.

Listening to Hermione's tight and rigorous study plan, she mechanically washed and brushed her teeth, lit up the fire, made a baked bean in tomato sauce with canned beans, fried bacon with eggs, and sliced ​​bread, and made a simple breakfast.

Divided into two portions, one large and one small, and put them on plates, handed the small portion to Hermione, and started to eat on her own.

"I, I..." Hermione was holding the plate, the tempting aroma of the food kept drilling into her nose, driving her mouth, the gluttons in her stomach and brain kept shouting, but she couldn't utter the words of refusal.

She silently added another breakfast, and once again she ate until her belly was full and bulging.

Hermione, Hermione, you can't do this again tomorrow...

On the sofa in the living room, Hermione sat upright, looking straight into Loren's eyes, her mind immersed in the charming blue.

Some kind of invisible bond links the two together, and the content of memory is passed on in the bond.

Suddenly, Hermione's sitting posture relaxed, as if the invisible tie that held her was broken.

"How, how much did you see this time?" Hermione asked curiously, she was very interested in how Legilimency works.

Loren frowned, and said uncertainly: "I seem to have seen you as a child, but there are only a few flashing images."

It was disconnected before I started checking yesterday, and I can see scattered pictures today. Voldemort has to boast that Loren has the talent to become a master of Legilimency, and he is very suitable for playing tricks on people's hearts.

But Loren and Hermione were not very satisfied, and Hermione said with a serious expression: "It still failed, not even reaching the first stage."

"From the information you have summarized, the follow-up stage of Legilimency is to find what you need from the other party's memory, ascertain the other party's emotions, and even read the other party's thoughts like mind reading."

Loren was amazed at Hermione's ability to recite the materials, and suddenly came up with an idea: "You recite the materials, and I will read your memory. After this, can I also recite the materials?"

"Stop dreaming." Hermione rolled her eyes slightly at him: "Go on, let's hurry up and practice. After you master Legilimency, I will start practicing Occlumency."

In the morning, it was Patronus Charm and Memory Magic. In the afternoon, they continued to review the content of the previous school year. According to Hermione's plan, they would spend a week reviewing, and they would review it from time to time.

Although Loren didn't accept Hermione's method of reciting and reviewing and fished in his own way, he still kept up with the progress.

Once again, the golden afterglow of the setting sun covered everything in the field of vision with a layer of shining golden light. Under Bates' reprimand, Loren had to send Hermione back to Granger's house.

At the beginning, both of them felt that it was such a short distance, you're welcome, and they don't need to care about false politeness.

But when we really set foot on this trail together, it seemed like a good idea.

Without saying a word, they have already said a lot during the whole day's study.Bathed in such light, both of them enjoyed this short path, and enjoyed the quiet time without exchanging magic and talking about spells.

Before they knew it, the two walked to the door of Granger's house.

Loren raised his head and felt that he should say something, but any language didn't seem to matter, and finally he smiled brightly: "Today's sunset is not bad."

"Yes, very beautiful." Hermione also smiled.

Without that strict study plan, such a life would be better, Loren walked back humming a ditty.

As the sky gradually dimmed, he walked through the empty streets and returned to his house.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Dumbledore standing in front of the mailbox in front of the door.

Dumbledore was wearing a white thin cloth robe, with a beard that was combed more neatly than his hair, and was standing in front of the letter box, waiting for him.

A look of surprise appeared on Loren's face, "Principal Dumbledore!"

"Today's sunset is beautiful, and the moon will be beautiful too, isn't it?" Dumbledore said with a smile.

Ignoring the ridicule in this sentence, Loren calculated, tonight is a full moon night, and he almost got busy.

He quickly opened the door, pulled people in, and shouted loudly as soon as he entered the living room: "Grandpa Bates, the principal Dumbledore I told you about is here!"

After a lively introduction and greeting, the three sat on the sofa in the living room.

"Grandpa Bates, Principal Dumbledore is here to treat werewolf disease."

Loren introduced with an excited mood, speaking several times faster than usual, "A simple magic ritual can make you not change again in the next few years."

Bates always thought that, at the age of nearly 80, he no longer cared whether the disease could be cured, but when hope really appeared in front of him, his heart was still full of tension and excitement.

He sat straight and neatly on the sofa, rubbed his knees with both hands, and forced a smile on his face, "Yes, is it?"

Looking at Grandpa Bates like this, Loren felt amused for a while. He lowered his head and poured tea for the two old men, and left the scene to Dumbledore to control.

"Yes, don't be nervous, we have already had successful cases with a simple magic ritual." Dumbledore had a kind smile on his face.

"Before that, we need to relax." Dumbledore said in a soft tone.

"Oh, relax, relax, I know." Bates kept rubbing his hands on his knees.

"Come and chat." Dumbledore looked into Bates' eyes with sincerity. "I heard that you met an interesting wizard during your travels. How about talking about this?"

When it came to familiar topics, Bates was no longer so nervous, and his voice became brighter: "Haha, I was..."

Loren, who was studying Legilimency in depth these two days, noticed a strange fluctuation, which was transmitted from Dumbledore to Grandpa Bates, and soon transmitted back to Dumbledore.

"...He also taught me how to smile more charmingly, hahaha, you wizards are not what I thought—"

Bates's voice gradually became weaker, and his tone gradually became slower, then he closed his eyes, fell headfirst on the sofa, and fell into a deep sleep.

"The little tricks of the old wizard, a little guidance of the soul, not even the Stunning Curse." Dumbledore blinked at Loren, "But you can rest assured, his memory has not been lost or tampered with."

Loren grinned.

Dumbledore brought the materials needed for the ceremony, and Bates was not bothered by Nagini. When the full moon emerged from the clouds, they quickly completed the ceremony and the restoration spell.

Loren put the unconscious Bates on the sofa and returned to the courtyard to watch the moon with Dumbledore.

The courtyard is still bare, and the white moonlight shines directly on the soil, revealing a different scene.

The two sat on the stone bench, feeling the coolness, the fragrance of the grass and trees brought by the midsummer night wind from a distance, passing by them, and blowing further away.

"Want to visit Hermione and her parents next door? It's very close, Hermione must be very happy with your home visit." Loren said happily, shaking her calf.

The things that had weighed on him from the beginning finally came to an end, and his heart felt unprecedentedly relaxed.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Don't worry, I believe there will be many opportunities to meet in the future, and, as the principal, I still have a lot to do."

Loren didn't believe it: "Isn't Hogwarts supported by Vice Principal McGonagall? What are you going to do?"

Dumbledore laughed, and laughed for a while: "It was Minerva who proposed the independent jurisdiction of the Hogwarts school. At the school board, she ruthlessly singled out the ideas of some dark wizards and Death Eaters. The Ministry of Magic also wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to gain benefits, and various forces contributed to the flames, launching a major investigation."

"The Ministry of Magic began to search for prohibited items, mainly black magic items. Hogwarts Castle and pure-blood families are all within the scope of the investigation. Even families like Malfoy cannot be avoided. Draco's father wanted to get a little transfer It took a lot of human favor to sell the prohibited items."

"Minerva won a compromise between the Ministry of Magic and the school board. If Hogwarts has no problems, and some people in the school board are not so clean, Hogwarts' autonomy will be extremely legitimate."

"In order to meet the Ministry of Magic raids, I can't leave Hogwarts Castle for too long." Although he said so, Dumbledore did not show any nervous expression, "Although there are many secrets hidden in the castle, I don't think they Something can be found, but Minerva doesn't want any surprises."

"You see, simple things have become complicated because of interests. Hogwarts wants to be independent, the school board wants greater authority, and the Ministry of Magic, the Ministry of Magic wants greater power."

Dumbledore sighed, he patted Loren's shoulder, and conveyed a kind of encouragement, "Minerva will be a very accomplished headmaster in the future."

I'm just a first-year student. Why did you tell me such details... Although Loren was puzzled, he didn't ask.

Loren ignored the topic of power and interests, and instead asked his magic mirror: "Principal, can you ask me about the unicorn horn? What did Hagrid say? Is there hope?"

Dumbledore shook his head: "Unicorns regard their horns as very important, like human heads. No one wants their heads to be used as materials."

"I also asked Hagrid, and he asked me to advise you, unless you want to be hated by the unicorn tribe, don't use their horns."

Loren was a little discouraged, and seemed to have to think of other ways.

"but--"

Dumbledore's turning point made him hope again, "You can go to the Muggle Windsor Castle to find out."

"Muggles? How could Muggles have anything to do with unicorns?" Loren asked.

"If you live for a long time, you will naturally know some secret news, and Muggles are not weak creatures."

Loren wanted to ask more details, but Dumbledore didn't say any more. He stood up and stroked his robe, and winked at Loren: "Seeing how you and Miss Granger are studying, I believe you will soon You can learn the Patronus Charm."

"I have to go back, see you when school starts."

After speaking, the figure "Peng" disappeared in place.

(End of this chapter)