Hogwarts Archmage

"Marn, are you sure there won't be any problems if you do this?" Arthur asked with some doubts as he looked at the TV in front of him.

"No problem, I'll throw it into the bedroom later and no one will know."

"Okay..." Arthur was still a little hesitant, but he still disassembled the TV and installed a few parts, and cast a few magic spells on the body and inside. It didn't take much effort to change this big-ass TV into One can receive TV stations all over the world without having to connect anything... He also changed the remote control. Originally, he wanted to use a wand to control it, but at Ma En's strong request, he still used the remote control. .

After Ma En opened it, he tried it casually and ran away happily.Originally, he actually planned to get a computer, but when he looked at the 2MB of memory in the department store, he fell into silence. In the end, he decided to watch TV first. It would be good to be connected to the world.

"Ester, look what good stuff I got!" Ma En pushed open the bedroom door, pulled out a small platform from the wall, and put the TV floating behind him on it.

The living room was too big. Esther didn't really like to stay on the sofa there. Instead, she set up a small table on the bed. She was reading a novel. She raised her head and looked at the big box and said, "TV? You Is this what you went to Arthur to change for you?"

"Yeah, let's try..."

She put the book away and watched Ma En studying the remote control with interest.

Ten minutes later, apart from the weird noise coming from the TV, there was no other sound in the bedroom. The two of them couldn't say a word and looked at each other.

"Esther..."

"Ma En, we are too young. If we mess around now, we will have big problems in the future."

"Ugh…"

The time was July [-]. Ma En looked at the newly purchased large items at home and couldn't help but sigh, the TV programs these days are really exciting...

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While Marne and Esther were studying which country's program was more suitable for them, the black tea house had been opened, and all the items and utensils were neatly stacked aside. Snape and Margaery stood aside and watched. A drawing.

Snape put down the drawings and looked at the wizards who were working on the construction, replacing some materials on the original ground according to their wishes, and asked casually: "How many potions are left?"

"There is still a lot of blood replenishment, which is enough to last until the end, but it may not be enough to replenish energy."

He looked at Margery with some doubts. Normally, there should be more left to replenish energy than to replenish blood.

"It draws less and less blood now, so it uses less and less blood replenishing potions," Margaery looked at Snape and said with a smile, "Instead, it uses more energy potions. You know, I'm always tired."

Snape was silent for a while, "Is it worth it for a potion that only exists in books, and you can't even be sure whether it is a potion guessed by ancient wizards? Margaery."

"Professor, it goes without saying that I have calculated its feasibility. Even if it is unknown, we have to try. Otherwise, there will be no hope at all."

"Once it fails, we will face deeper despair, and even if we succeed, we cannot confirm in advance what will happen, whether it will get better or... worse."

"It can't be worse, Professor," Margaery looked at the busy wizards in front of her in a daze, "I have never thought of a worse scene than now. I can't even confirm that my own thoughts are really It's my 'own thoughts' and nothing else."

"Have you ever thought that maybe you were wrong?"

"Wouldn't that be better?" She laughed, as if she was really looking forward to it. "If I am wrong, how about you just play a big adventure with a little girl? You know, I Girls at this age still have some childlike innocence.”

"Your childlike innocence only exists on your face and is shown to the people you cherish most. At least I have never seen it."

"No way, apart from the two people who transferred to St. Mungo's, all the Slytherin students think that I am a trustworthy and lovely person..."

Snape took a step aside in disgust, "Don't ever pretend like this in front of me, it looks so disgusting."

Margaery raised her head and looked directly at Snape: "Professor, no matter what others think of you, in my heart, you are just like Mr. Walder, a respectable elder. I just want you to Just be happy, you are in too much pain."

"Don't peek into my thoughts, Margaery," Snape whispered to her, pinching his temple with one hand. "Avert your eyes and do anything to distract you!"

Margery moved her eyes away, looked at the calm black lake, and nodded her forehead, "I'm sorry, Professor, it can get out of control sometimes, you know."

The weather was very hot, and he was wearing a lot of clothes. Snape wiped a little sweat from his forehead and stood behind Margaery, trying not to make any eye contact with her.

"You have to find a way to control your thoughts. Even your Legilimency can't fool Occlumency. It's not a good thing to see too much into people's minds."

"I have no way to control it. I can only feel that it is gradually getting stronger as it grows. The Heart Locking Curse can still deceive it when it is smaller."

"Didn't your relatives think of anything to help you?"

"Rian and Miley didn't notice it at all," Margery stood up, as if she had thought of something happy. "I was not sensible when I was a child. I always pried into their thoughts, words and deeds. Later, I grew up a little Val. Only when Mr. De came did he realize that this was not good.”

"Did Professor Ward say anything?"

"He feels like he has found a treasure, and he has never used the Heart Locking Curse in front of me. He openly presents all his thoughts to me."

"I have a question. I wonder if you are willing to help me answer it. If it involves secrets or you don't want to say it, that's okay."

"You want to ask who Mr. Walder is?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Walder is Mr. Walder. If you insist on saying who he is...the other side of the world? This may be a more appropriate description."

"You didn't say anything."

"Well... maybe you can ask Professor Dumbledore, he knows more."

"Dumbledore is just his friend. Does he know him better than you do?"

"That's true. After all...even with my powerful Legilimency, there are still many ways in this world that can affect its accuracy."