Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

Harry didn't want to leave Hogwarts;

And Ron didn't want someone to write to his mother to complain after he got into trouble at Hogwarts.

"Professor McGonagall, since the children are fine, why not give them a small punishment?" Dumbledore said with a satisfied smile on his face.

Professor McGonagall adjusted his glasses and sighed, "I see the light of friendship in you."

"But those who violate the school rules must be punished. Gryffindor will be deducted 30 points! Percy, take them back to rest!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. For them, this was the best ending.

Hermione's eyes were still red. She felt that it was because of her that Gryffindor was deducted another 30 points.

"It's your turn now." Dumbledore took two steps forward. "It should be more thrilling for you to face the troll. Why didn't you go back to the common room?"

"Principal Dumbledore, this is all an accident!" Compared to the panic of Harry and the others, Fred seemed much calmer and could even answer while winking.

George was also not panicking. He answered in a very tacit manner: "We were only a few minutes late... tens of minutes late... at most half an hour late to the auditorium. Who knew we would encounter this?"

"The auditorium was empty at the time, but we were very scared... we almost cried!" Fred said vividly.

George covered his face with his hands, nodded and howled, "Yes! Actually, I cried... wuwuwuwuwu..."

Penelope covered her mouth and tried not to laugh.

Vizet held his breath and also tried to restrain himself from laughing.

"What did you do before?" Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, as if to calm down, "Why are you with Vizet?"

"To learn magic..." Fred rolled his eyes and blurted out, "We went to Vizet to learn about potions."

"To discuss potions with first-year students?" Professor McGonagall murmured, her tone full of doubt, "At least you should talk..."

"Vizet is qualified." Snape crossed his arms and said suddenly, "These two people are not as good as him, I said!"

"Uh..." George put his hands down, Following Snape's words, he nodded repeatedly, "Although Snape... Professor's words make me sad, but it is true."

"Okay! The matter is clear, this is an accident." Dumbledore kept smiling, "Everyone is tired tonight, let's go back and rest?"

Fred and George said in unison: "Yes, yes, yes! We are sleepy too! Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and Snape... Professor, good night!"

They were afraid that Dumbledore would go back on his word, so they quickly carried the large bottle of green mucus behind them and left the hall at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

Before leaving, he left a sentence, "Vizet! We will never forget your life-saving grace!"

Chapter 61 Dumbledore's plan

Professor McGonagall looked at the figures of Fred and George leaving and sighed softly, "These two children!"

"Principal Dumbledore, then I will take Vizet back too?" Penelope asked tentatively.

In such a thing, not being deducted any points is already the best result.

"I'm afraid not, Miss Clearwater." Dumbledore waved his hand, "I still have something to ask Mr. Lovegood alone."

"Professor Flitwick, can you please take him to the principal's office? The password is 'Jelly Slug'."

The number of people decreased again. Dumbledore looked at Quirrell and asked softly: "Professor Quirrell, I didn't find you just now, where did you go?"

"Ah... I just woke up!" Quirrell's forehead was sweating, and he stuttered, "Then I left... left! I heard something later and came... came to see!"

"Is that so?" Dumbledore murmured, turned his head and looked at Snape, "Professor Snape, I saw you coming with him just now."

Quirrel took a deep breath, his eyes showing worry, and looked at Snape tremblingly.

Snape curled his lips and responded briefly, "It happened."

"Yes... It happened." Quirrell breathed a sigh of relief, "I woke up... I was a little confused when I woke up, but now I'm better... much better!"

"Since you are okay, Professor Quirrell, that's great!" Dumbledore nodded, "Otherwise, let's go home and rest early."

...

The professors left one by one, and only Dumbledore was left in the hall.

He strolled to the corridor in the distance, where the ground was in a mess, with bricks and stones knocked down by the trolls scattered all over.

"Trace Apparition!"

He whispered softly, and golden smoke flew out from the tip of the wand, forming a vortex in the air.

The vortex made a rustling sound, and scattered countless gold powder outwards...

The gold powder gathered again, forming moving figures, performing the scene like a movie.

Dumbledore took out a bag of lemon snow treasures, like an audience in a movie theater, eating and watching with relish.

"Magic fireworks, Fred and George's skills have improved, could it be the help of Vizet?"

"Is this the special summoning spell that Minerva mentioned? It's really interesting..."

"Knowing the weakness of the trolls, the extremely proficient levitation spell... seems to have additional magical power."

"Is this the special thing about the Obscurus? The power of the Sickness Curse... is enough to rival some Death Eaters."

Realizing this, Dumbledore carefully put away the lemon snow treasure, his expression became extremely serious, "So this is Voldemort's purpose!"

"What is his purpose?" Snape's voice suddenly sounded, limping towards Dumbledore.

Seeing Snape's actions, Dumbledore's eyes flashed with guilt, "You are in a very bad state, I need to let Fawkes..."

"No need." Snape refused bluntly, "Since you said Quirrell is the Dark Lord's subordinate, we should have less contact."

"Phoenix tears can indeed heal wounds, but my wounds healed too quickly, which will make me more unsafe in the future."

"I'm sorry." Dumbledore sighed lightly, "Your leg, is it because of the battle with Quirrell? His strength is actually..."

"I was bitten by the three-headed dog." Snape interrupted, "You didn't tell me that the three-headed dog was hiding in that room. Why didn't that thing stay in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Actually, I said... at the opening dinner." Dumbledore explained, "That room I set up a magic, using the door as a sign. "

"Fluffy will only move inside, and will not come out to hurt people unless the door is opened. I didn't expect you to go in."

Snape opened his mouth, trying to keep his tone cold, "Quirrell disguised himself very well, and was very skilled in silent spells. He destroyed the door with fire, which was a lucky coincidence. I didn't expect it."

Dumbledore sighed, "He is also a talented wizard, what a pity..."

"He is indeed a bit talented in desperately fighting for the Dark Lord." Snape said mercilessly, "What did you say the Dark Lord's purpose was just now?"

Dumbledore explained, "Let Vizet cast dark magic to make the Obscurus restless... Voldemort's purpose is the Obscurus."

There was a reminiscence in his eyes, As if thinking of something in the past, his face suddenly became ugly, "He also wants to get the power of the Obscurus."

Snape asked: "Is this the purpose of the Dark Lord or Quirrell?"

Dumbledore frowned, "What else happened between you and Quirrell tonight?"

"When Quirrell heard Vizet's voice, his expression immediately became nervous, and he even begged me, took the initiative to expose his back to me, and ran downstairs desperately."

"Is this the reason why you two appeared together?" Dumbledore's brows relaxed, stroking his long silver beard, "This is a good thing."

"To get Vizet's power and to care about him, is it a good thing?" Snape crossed his arms, "I think he should go to St. Mungo's to check his brain."

"Maybe his soul has been split, and half of the soul is The soul of the other half cares about Vizet, and the other half of the soul only wants to execute orders. I don't mind making some potions to relieve him. "

Dumbledore waved his hand, "Conflict is a turning point. Under the influence of Vizet, Quirrell may have a chance to turn back."

"You still need to keep in touch with him... and find a way to know how Voldemort is now. This is very important to us."

"Hehe...what else?" Snape sneered, "This is why I don't use Phoenix Tears. I will go to him again tonight."

Dumbledore looked at Snape deeply and said sincerely: "Severus, thank you..."

"No need!" Snape's tone was very stiff, "As long as I can kill the Dark Lord, I can do anything!"

"Hey! I haven't sighed so frequently for a long time!" Dumbledore said self-deprecatingly, changing the subject, "Let's continue watching! Do you need my help? "

Snape said nothing, frowning and taking two steps forward, showing his answer with practical actions.

The two returned to the hall and saw the gold-dust-made Vizet, with a distorted aura around him.

Dumbledore said in a low voice: "The Momo is agitated, this is not a good sign!"

He showed a thoughtful expression, "When I calmed Harry down and returned to the hall, Vizet had returned to normal. How did he do it?"

Soon, the tracking spell gave him the answer: the gold-dust-made Vizet waved his wand and cast a spell on himself.

Seeing the familiar action, Snape's face became strange, "Compound magic, created in front of me. I remember the spell is... Dust and dirt are all gone!"

The wand drew a beautiful "S"-shaped arc, and the cyclone rose from under their feet, taking away a piece of dust...

Chapter 62 Wandless Casting and Silent Casting

Snape explained: "The effect is as you can see, it can clean all kinds of dirt, even dragon blood. "

Dumbledore murmured, "When was it completed? With your guidance?"

"No!" Snape shook his head, "The knowledge of compound magic comes from Quirrell, although his class is worse than the Despair Potion."

"But when he taught Vizet alone, he showed the level of a Ravenclaw, at least the theoretical knowledge is very solid."

"He is only a first-year!" Dumbledore said with emotion, "It's amazing to innovate a compound magic!"

Snape reminded him suddenly: "Don't think about changing your target. It's impossible for me to find time to face Harry Potter!"