A certain Hogwarts esoteric leader

"Yunifo?" came an extremely familiar voice from behind.

He turned around and saw a somewhat rickety figure. Ms. Gorrell was standing at the door of the rooftop, holding on to the iron door, bent over and panting.

She is over 60 years old and in poor health.

Climbing up several floors in one breath was going to kill her.

"What's going on?" she asked breathlessly.

She instinctively felt that this matter had something to do with Yunieff.

A cloud passed by, covering the bright sunlight, and the falling shadow happened to cover Yunieff's body.

Maybe it could be hidden, Yunivo thought, he didn't chant the incantation, didn't wave the wand, not even a wand.

After being vented, the powerful magic power has become dormant again, as if it has entered the time of the sage.

Even if the Ministry of Magic gradually confirms that the source of the magic is this orphanage based on the effectiveness and scope of the repair spell, it may not be able to discover that it is him.

A powerful wizard who suddenly passed by seemed more reasonable than an 11-year-old child from an orphanage.

This works.

However, it also means that he can no longer expose his magic power and cannot go to Hogwarts.

Is this necessary?he thinks.

Yunieff looked at Ms. Gorel's messy bun and sweaty forehead, and couldn't help but recall Ms. Gorel's earnest teachings to him over the past ten years, as well as the dull pain in his buttocks.

Another thought suddenly lit up in my mind.

What will be the consequences if you take responsibility?

Will he die?It's almost impossible to die.

Will he be imprisoned in Azkaban?It's almost impossible to get imprisoned in Azkaban.

He is now an 11-year-old child. Although there is a powerful force in his body, he is most likely to be supervised and educated.

Maybe he will be sent to Hogwarts for education. After all, there doesn't seem to be a second magic school in England.

Taking a step back and thinking about it, even if the result is not so ideal and he is specially imprisoned by the Ministry of Magic, he still has Mansu as a trump card.

Wait for a while to gather strength, and it won't be too late to run away by then.

Maybe the food will be improved during this period!

As long as you think rationally, you will find that the situation is not as bad as you think.

Thinking like this, he felt a lot more relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off the ground.

There is a sense of relief that one has taken the right path and is aboveboard.

The clouds passed by and the sun fell on him again, and Yunieff smiled in relief.

He regained his usual calmness, ran over and said, "Ms. Gorrell, please listen to my explanation..."

However, before he could explain, he was forcefully interrupted by Ms. Gorrell waving her arms.

"We'll talk about the explanation later!" She took a deep breath and said in a calmer voice, "What's more important now is, did you leave anything troublesome behind?"

……

Yes there is.

Even if he is ready to take responsibility, there are things he must not expose.

Yunieff led Ms. Gorrell to his bedroom, and tore out the page again from the restored notebook.

He thought for a while, and finally turned around and asked, "Are you really not going to see what's written on it?"

Ms. Gorrell said with a cold face: "Yunifo, do you know what I want to do most right now?"

The tone was as cold as the cold wind.

"What is it?" He suddenly had a bad feeling.

"I'll tie you horizontally to a chair with a rope, tie you with a thorny thorn stick with a broom, slap your butt a hundred times, and lock you in the toilet for a whole day." Ms. Gorrell said in a calm tone. if.

"So can you hurry up?"

"I suddenly felt like I should run away..." Yunieff said softly.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing!"

At this moment, the light shining into the bedroom suddenly dimmed.

Yunieff raised his eyes and looked out the window, and saw thick clouds spreading along the ground, covering streets, houses, and individuals, and the distance was already blurry.

At the same time, the sounds outside became smaller and smaller, and the world seemed to have returned to its former peace.

Even calmer.

This is--

Misty?

It's just that he remembered that the misty clouds should not have the effect of reducing the sound, and perhaps there were other magic spells mixed in that he didn't know about.

But there is no doubt that the Ministry of Magic has begun to take action.

Not much time left.

Realizing this, Yunieff stopped delaying. He crumpled the paper in his hand into a small ball, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

There was no time to find fire to destroy it, and I didn’t know whether the ashes could be recovered. It was better to swallow it directly into my belly and digest it slowly.

With the Mansu shrouded in it, it must be able to isolate the inside and outside.

At this time, the clouds and mist outside the window were already overwhelming, and some even seeped into the room. Yunieff slammed the window shut, and the sound reached his ears and became surprisingly quiet.

Is it that great?

His evaluation of the Ministry of Magic once again improved by a notch.

Although the Ministry of Magic does almost nothing useful in the movie, movies are movies and reality is reality. After all, it is the highest-level organization that governs and manages the magical world. It cannot be arbitrarily despised with the perspective of a previous life.

Harmful!What a big trouble!

Then, he followed Ms. Gorrell out to comfort the children and organize order.

Everyone gathered in the foyer, and because they didn't want the clouds to come in, they closed the door.

But the atmosphere was not depressing and the children were actually very happy!

How can you not be happy?The whole body has been renovated!

It’s almost like Christmas!

Christmas can't be this great!

Even little Evana was holding a beautiful little rag doll and laughing happily.

Only Victor seemed to see something, and he had the courage to come over and ask "what happened". As a result, he was stared at coldly by Yuniev and Ms. Gorrell, and he immediately returned to the group of children and stayed with his own small organization. Together.

Yunieff looked at Victor, thought for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Senior Boyce, are you planning to adopt me?"

Ms. Greer glanced at him and replied: "No, it's because I think you are the only one suitable."

"Regardless of your family background and your education at Eton College, among so many children in the orphanage, I think you are the only one who can handle it."

"It's difficult for other children to adapt," she said.

"I think Victor is also quite suitable." Yunieff recommended.

"I'll think about it." Ms. Gorrell nodded.

"By the way, this is the first time you have praised me in so many years."

"Did I praise you?"

"Didn't you just praise me?"

"You're the smartest kid I've ever met in my life."

"Haha, I'm not used to compliments, so why did you always scold me and beat me in the past?"

"You owe these."

"Why do I owe these?"

"because……"

Boom!

The door was knocked.

Boom boom boom!

There was some sticky hot sweat on the palms of his hands. When things came to a close, Yunieff found that he was not as calm as he had imagined.

After all, what if?

No one can say for sure what has happened yet.

However, we still have to face it.

Although there are many difficulties in life, you must never stop moving forward.

However, as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Ms. Gorrell.

"I'll open the door." She walked towards the door.