Hogwarts: The Book of Laws.

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Arthur knocked on the office door.

After a moment, the door opened automatically.

A strong voice inside said: "Please come in."

Arthur opened the door and walked in restrainedly.

The space in the office is not large, and the decoration is very simple. Except for the light yellow walls and black furniture, there are not many extra colors.

On the left side of the room is the reception room, with a sofa and a few chairs.

There was a framed picture hanging on the wall of the reception room. The picture inside was none other than the former principal of Hogwarts, Armando Dippet, but at this time he had his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

On the far right is a large bookshelf with various categories of books on it.

There is a closed door next to it, which looks like it should be a bedroom.

The most valuable thing in the whole room was the silver clothes hanger with a marble base at the door of the bedroom, on which was hung Baribone's black cloak.

He himself was sitting at the desk in the middle of the door, seeming to be grading homework.

"What's the matter, Mr. Curry?" Barebone said without looking up.

Arthur closed the door, walked across from him, and said, "Professor, I have some questions and I want to ask you for leave. I wonder if you are free."

"What kind of question? Please tell me." Barebone's words were always polite, which did not match his cold face.

"I remember you mentioned some dark creatures in class, such as dementors or living corpses," Arthur said thoughtfully, "You know, I'm more curious about these."

Barebone raised his head, looked at him for a while, and said, "This is not a good interest, Mr. Curry. You should know that dementors and living corpses are very evil and dangerous things."

"I understand, Professor. The main reason is that when I was reading the history of magic literature recently, I found that these creatures seemed to have existed very early, so I wanted to explore it."

While Arthur was talking, his eyes quickly glanced at the photo frame of Armando Dippet on the wall, and cast a questioning look.

Barebone blinked imperceptibly.

"I know you are very curious about the history of magic and these weird things. But I have to say," Barrybone put his elbows on the table and crossed his fingers, "your focus now should be on the main course. Study, Mr. Curry."

"Yes, Professor. But don't you always teach us not to be afraid of unfamiliar things first, but to try to understand them? This is also a way to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts." Arthur smiled shyly one time.

"It makes sense," Barebone nodded, then frowned, "But I'm afraid I don't have time to explain it to you in detail. Why don't you try to go to the library to find books on this subject?"

"I've looked for it, Professor." Arthur showed a troubled expression, "But there doesn't seem to be anything in the general area of ​​the library..."

"No?" Baribone said doubtfully, "Although these books introducing dark creatures are very unpopular, there is no way Hogwarts doesn't have them. Are they in the restricted book area?"

"I'm afraid so, Professor." Arthur looked him in the eyes and nodded slowly.

"I see." Baribone tore off a piece of paper and was about to write something when he raised his head and said, "You only look for information about these things, right?"

"Of course, Professor! It's just a hobby!" Arthur said affirmatively.

"Ok."

Barrybone began to write something on the note, and said as he wrote: "As a child who has just come into contact with the magical world, I can understand that you are interested in history.

But I hope that while you are studying these things, you will not neglect the training of basic magic spells. After all, this is the foundation for you to settle down in the future. "

Arthur raised his eyebrows, understanding what he meant instantly.That is to say, let me not just focus on learning the magic of laws, but also take care of ordinary magic spells!

"I understand, Professor!"

"Very good. In fact, studying the history of magic is not a bad thing. As the saying goes, everyone has his or her own ambitions." Barebone smiled and said jokingly, "I wish you to become a historian."

Arthur scratched his hair in embarrassment, thinking to himself, it seems I'm not the only one who can act!He glanced quietly at the picture frame again.

Barebone had already signed the note, put down the pen, and threw it towards Arthur.

The fluttering note fell steadily from the air to Arthur's hand.

"Anything else?" asked Baribone.

"Thank you, Professor." Arthur grabbed the note and said happily, "By the way, about our confinement..."

"Just this week, a letter will be written to inform you, please... be prepared." Baribone looked into his eyes and said.

Arthur nodded with understanding and said, "Okay, I'll go out first."

"Ah."

Just as Arthur left the office, Armando Dippet in the photo frame 'awoke' at the right moment.

"You just let this child go in and out of the restricted book area so casually?" he said dissatisfied.

"Mr. Curry has a legitimate reason. As a professor, I can't refuse." Barrebone spread his hands.

Armando Dippet said unhappily: "There are some dangerous things in the forbidden book area, which are not suitable for a little wizard of this age. Not to mention that he has no talent."

"I understand, it turns out that the Restricted Book Zone is for those with outstanding talents." Barebone said as if he suddenly realized, "Just like talented wizards like Tom Riddle, right, Principal Dippet?"

Armando Dippet was immediately speechless. He opened his mouth several times, but no words came out.

Who made him like Tom Riddle the most back then, and often provided him with conveniences, which resulted in the creation of the second generation Dark Lord.

After a while, he snorted angrily and decided to change the subject.

"Don't forget that Albus came to you with high hopes for you, but you have never been able to complete the task well!"

"Well, it seems that I have let down his trust. After all, my abilities are limited." Baribone said helplessly, "Then I can only resign and leave after the end of this school year, and ask him to find someone more capable." People."

Armando Dippet took a deep breath and said, "Believe me, if I were still the principal, I would definitely...deduct all your salary!"

"Great, you're not now."

Baribone said calmly, then leaned on the table again to correct his homework and ignored him.

Armando Dippet was so angry that the picture frame shook on the wall.

At this moment, he wanted to curse loudly, but in the end he stopped him due to his mentalism.

He doesn't want to be locked up in a "little dark room" again...

So he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.Um!As long as you can't see it!That doesn't exist! ! !

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