Hogwarts of a certain magic

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Standing in the corridor on the third floor, William gave a password that was quite Annie's snack preference.

The ugly huge stone monster at the door seemed to be alive and jumped aside, the wall behind it split in half.

William stepped into the spiral staircase and came to a gleaming oak door.

He knocked on the door, and a voice came from inside."Come in."

William reached out to push the door, but the door was yanked open from the inside, and Professor Snape stood there panting.

The professor's originally sallow face was flushed.

A series of question marks flashed in William's mind: Did Snape just run in the office?

"Aha! Shit Tucker is here too." Snape stepped aside and let William in, then glared at Dumbledore, taunting:

"Would you like your favorite student to describe to you what happened in the auditorium tonight?"

William found out that he had come at an untimely time, and the two apparently had just been fighting fiercely with their tongues, so that their faces were red.

Snape looked at William irritably, presumably trying to seek supporters, so he said loudly:

"Weasley almost killed Malfoy with dark magic. If you don't expel him, I think your little girlfriend and your sister may be the next ones to be attacked."

William wiped the saliva from his face, and Snape's yellow teeth were almost touching his mouth.

William wanted to give Liuwei Dihuang pills last time. Now that he has a new idea, he will give Snape a black toothpaste for Christmas.

Who is the little girlfriend?

Why didn't William know that such a existed?!

Is he still a single dog?

Used to slander honest people!

"As for Mr. Weasley's punishment, I will discuss with Professor McGonagall. It is too late, Severus, you can go back." Dumbledore said calmly.

Snape looked at him disappointedly at the headmaster's eviction order.

"This is driving me away?!"

"Otherwise, you will come back when I leave?" William suggested weakly.

Snape glared at William, then turned and left. He grabbed the wooden door and slammed it hard to vent his anger.

"Ahhhhh!"

Professor Snape caught his hand and let out a howling scream.

Snape kicked the door scoldingly outside the door.

"Please close the door and sit down, William." Dumbledore's voice was a little tired.

William nodded, and he resisted not letting himself show a gloating expression.

"William, is there anything you want me to do?" Dumbledore asked softly.

"I need to report one thing to you...about Ron."

"Are you also here to let me fire Mr. Weasley?"

"No, this is a matter between you and the professors, but I must report to you about the source of his use of black magic."

"Of course." Dumbledore nodded. "But before you talk about it, take a look at this."

Dumbledore took a letter from a pile of papers and threw it to William.

"What is this, Professor?"

"Remember Mrs. Weasley once bought your home version of Hogwarts map?"

William nodded slightly.

This is the second grade thing.

On the basis of the Hogwarts map, he sold the deluxe version, family version, couple version, friend version...

Of course, as far as the corrupt country is concerned, the last version can basically be classified as a couple version.

The family version of the map, you can see the specific location of the students to determine whether they are in class normally.

Mrs. Weasley bought Ron and the twins, for which she sent a roaring letter!

In the end, William opened a back door for the twins, and what they sent home was the location of their roommate, while Ron's was a real map.

"After the attack, Molly was fine all day, so she habitually stared at the map.

She discovered that Ron had left school alone and went to the Forbidden Forest twice, so Arthur wrote me a letter."

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"Yes."

William opened the letter and glanced quickly.It turned out that Dumbledore had noticed Ron's anomaly.

"Well, it's time to tell me about your information."

Dumbledore folded his hands and made the act of listening to the story.

"Professor Snape has told you about tonight, right?"

"Yes, Ron used a black magic unexpectedly."

"Ron confessed that he learned from a diary. Write on it and the notebook will respond."

Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged.

"Magic items with their own consciousness are not too new. The Sorting Hat can do it. Most portraits are like this.

I just happen to...just adjust my portrait."

The portraits in the principal's office also nodded proudly.

"But that diary was made by a student fifty years ago, and he deliberately lured Ron to learn black magic." William said softly.

His implication, a series of attacks may be related to the diary.

"Who made that diary?" Dumbledore asked.

"Tom Riddle, do you remember this student?"

William was quite sure that when he just mentioned'Tom Riddle', Dumbledore's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Who is Tom Riddle? Professor?"

Dumbledore fell into the memory and explained it after a moment:

"Few people know that Voldemort used to be called Tom Riddle. Fifty years ago, at Hogwarts, I personally taught him.

He disappeared after leaving school...wandered all over the world and traveled all over the world...wrecked deeper and deeper in the quagmire of black magic, mixed with the most evil fellow in the wizarding world, passed many dangerous magical transformations, and finally became Voldemort Reappearing, it is difficult for people to recognize him.

Almost no one associates Voldemort with the smart and handsome chairman of the boy student union who had studied here."

"So, this is Voldemort's diary?" William frowned.

Unexpectedly, it was Voldemort's thing!

He even kept a diary when he was young?

really,

The Dark Lord has never been a serious person since he was a child!

There is a clue already.

"Is Voldemort back again?" William asked.

Last year, he came back and was still attached to Quirrell. Could it be that this year he did the same trick again and attached it to the notebook he used when he was young?

"No." Dumbledore shook his head. "I don't think he has come back. He suffered a serious injury last year. He is still training in the forests of Albania and will not do anything for a short time."

William squinted his eyes and said in doubt: "That's weird, a diary from fifty years ago, suppose he bewitched Ron to launch an attack, but this is probably the limit... But how can he control so many people at the same time? Point Harry?"

"I already have a little guess about this." Dumbledore sighed.

He rounded the table and walked past William.

William turned around in his chair, watching Dumbledore leaning down in front of the cabinet by the door.

When Dumbledore straightened up, he was holding a shallow stone basin he was familiar with, and the mouth of the basin was engraved with symbols of ancient magic inscriptions.

Dumbledore put the penis on the table in front of William.

"Where are we going, Professor?" William asked.

"An attack, more than ten years ago."

William was amazed, Dumbledore always got these old memories.

Finally it's time to watch a small movie again!

His favorite!

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(If I didn't update this afternoon, I can only explain one thing, your favorite Yaya died because of a toothache...!

It hurts!My wisdom teeth hurt so much, and my trigeminal nerve hurts so much that I can’t concentrate on the codewords.

By the way, I would like to ask for some recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Everyone, you have this humble wish before you die (•ˇ‸ˇ•).)