Hogwarts trainer

Several people quickly rushed back to the castle and arrived in front of Dumbledore's office.

"Chocolate frog." Professor McGonagall reported the password. After hearing the password, the stone statue guarding the entrance immediately came to life and jumped to the side. The stone wall behind it slowly opened to both sides.

"Let's go." Professor McGonagall walked in first.

Behind the wall was a spiral staircase. When the three of them stepped onto the staircase, they heard the wall behind them closing again with a roar.

Professor McGonagall led Harry, Draco and Thorin to the principal's office, while Ron and Hermione were sent back to the Gryffindor common room by Hagrid.

Although it was almost midnight, Dumbledore had not rested yet. When Dumbledore saw Professor McGonagall leading the three little wizards here so late in a hurry, he knew that there must be something urgent. Before Dumbledore could ask questions, Professor McGonagall said, "Albus, he might be back!" The magic paintings of previous principals hanging on the wall were chirping like a pot, but they didn't listen.

"Quiet! Minerva, you shouldn't say this in front of the students." Professor Dumbledore said to Professor McGonagall seriously after scolding the noisy portrait.

Professor McGonagall didn't explain much, and just asked Harry to tell Dumbledore what he had experienced in the Forbidden Forest.Dumbledore's expression did not change after hearing this. He calmly asked Harry and Draco to stay in the office later, and then apparated to the Forbidden Forest with McGonagall and Thorin.

Harry and Draco took a break in Dumbledore's office.It wasn't until he entered Dumbledore's office that the fear and tension in Harry's heart gradually eased.The big scene just now was something the two of them had never seen before. First, there was the attack of the mysterious weirdo, and then there was the senior student who was covered in golden light.

The terrifying giant snake, the violent thunder...

These were too exciting for two 12-year-old wizards.But Dumbledore's office was like magic, gently soothing their anxious hearts.

On the other side, Dumbledore and others rushed to the Forbidden Forest and came to the place where the unicorn's body was.He looked at the tooth marks on the unicorn's wound, frowned, and took out his wand: "Return to trace the source!"

He tried to restore the scene here before, but what was restored was only Thorin, who was covered in golden light, the giant snake that was smashed to pieces by the violent thunder, and the black shadow that flashed past. Even if it was only for a moment, he could clearly feel it. It exudes an evil, dark aura.

While Harry and Draco were bickering in the office and Dumbledore and others were surveying the scene, the black-robed wizard Quirrell was in the owl loft.He watched the wounds on his body gradually heal, and felt that the vitality brought by the unicorn's blood was nourishing his body and his master.But the fatigue in my heart still couldn't be erased.

"Thorin Salvador! Good boy." Professor Quirrell couldn't believe that the Dark Lord could speak so softly.In fact, the moment Voldemort became Voldemort, he had never been so kind.

"Hmph!" Then the gentle Voldemort snorted again, "Really Salvador? It's a pity that he came from Hufflepuff's loser. Hum, such a cute child should have been a real Slytherin. Forget it, it must be Act quickly, you need to find a way to get the Philosopher's Stone immediately." After saying that, Voldemort fell into sleep again.

After Professor Dumbledore had a general understanding of the situation, he returned to his office.

"Professor, have you found the murderer?" Harry wanted to know if Dumbledore had discovered anything new.

Dumbledore shook his head, waved his wand, and a cup and several plates of snacks appeared in front of them. "Would you like anything to drink? Gentlemen, you're welcome."

Thorin chose black tea, and both Harry and Draco chose pumpkin juice.

Dumbledore tapped the table with his wand, and steaming drinks immediately appeared in the cups in front of them. "You can add your own milk and sugar."

"Draco, Harry, guess what is hunting unicorns?" Professor Dumbledore asked immediately.

"Is it a vampire?" Draco replied, "The thing that kills unicorns sucks blood."

Professor Dumbledore did not confirm or deny, but just explained, "Mr. Malfoy is right, it is to suck blood. Do you know what unicorn blood can be used for?"

"I don't know," Harry said, while Draco shook his head. "We only used its horns and tail feathers in Potions."

"Yes, Mr. Potter, this is because killing a unicorn is an extremely cruel thing." Professor Dumbledore said, "Only people who have nothing and want everything will commit such a crime. A heinous crime. The blood of unicorns can extend your life, even if you are dying, but you must pay a heavy price for it. In order to save your own life, you slaughtered a pure, weak and helpless life, so from now on The moment its blood touches your lips, you will have a half-dead life, a cursed life.”

"But who is that desperado?" Harry asked his question loudly, "If you have to be cursed for the rest of your life, you might as well die, right?"

"Yes," Professor Dumbledore agreed. "Are you right, Mr. Salvatore?"

"Ah? Ah! Yes! That's right." Professor Dumbledore suddenly turned the topic to Thorin who was distracted, but Thorin didn't pay much attention at all, but it was always right to echo.

After a few chats with Harry and Draco, Professor McGonagall sent them back to bed, leaving Thorin to stay.

"Professor, is there anything else?" Thorin asked doubtfully.

"Mr. Salvatore, can I see those gadgets of yours?" Dumbledore said with a smile. The office suddenly fell silent. Even the portraits stopped and turned their attention here, looking at the two of them. People, the atmosphere is so solemn that people feel suffocated.Thorin slowly reached into the shrink bag at his waist

, took out a jade ring and placed it on the desk. "Of course, professor. This is just a gadget I made nonsense about. I hope the professor can correct it."

Dumbledore ignored Thorin and just squinted his eyes to carefully observe the ring in his hand.

Seeing that Dumbledore had no intention of speaking, Thorin could only have some fun on his own.After first looking at the portraits of the previous principals in the office, I was attracted to the Phoenix Fox and those strange silverwares.

Is this Phoenix Fox?Thorin looked at Phoenix Fawkes.He really wanted to touch the bird, and it would be best to pluck a few feathers. He heard that the tears of the phoenix had the magical effect of healing all wounds. He found that Dumbledore didn't seem to be paying attention to him, so he reached out!

Fox immediately opened his eyes and glared at him. The feathers on his body burst into bright fire. Even for just a moment, Thorin could clearly feel the unparalleled terrifying heat.Thorin retracted his hand shyly, but he found that the branch of the dead tree where Fox was standing was completely intact.

Thorin thought that since he couldn't catch the feathers, he didn't have any tears, and he wouldn't let you touch him, I would just pick up some dead branches and go to the main office. I wouldn't be so stingy.

Although I don’t know the specific kind of tree the dead tree is, there is something magical about being placed in the Hogwarts principal’s office, where the phoenix stands and perches on a dead branch.

Following the principle that deducting points means earning points, Thorin began to seek death again, but the result was predictable, and Thorin had no choice but to give up.

But I swore secretly that I would clear this place sooner or later.

Thorin saw a gorgeous sterling silver sword hanging on the wall, and the hilt was inlaid with precious rubies. It should be the only relic left by the four giants of Hogwarts that had not been destroyed by Voldemort - Godry The sword left by Gryffindor is said to be a sword that was commissioned by the Goblin King Legnac I.And he is also the strongest wizard, who can be said to be "the invincible one in defeating the world."

I don’t know whether the Sword of Gryffindor or the Sword of Yongle is more powerful. Should I steal the Yongle Sword or the Sword of Gryffindor?Thorin was caught in endless tangles in his heart. The Yongle Sword Thorin saw in the museum during his vacation could clearly feel the vague magical power. It was certain that it was definitely not a mortal thing.

This should be a pensieve, which can store memories. It’s great. If I also have such a treasure, it will be much more convenient to visit in the future. Thorin looked around and touched around the office in random thoughts...·