Hogwarts: The Book of Laws.

"You have to know that I choose to believe you because of Ariana, not you!"

In the office, Baribone had regained his composure. He sat on the chair again and said.

Dumbledore smiled gently and pushed the cup of black tea to him again, "I understand, Credence."

Barrybone lowered his eyes, not looking at him, took a sip of the cup of black tea, and then asked doubtfully:

"I'm curious, this dream is so huge, how did you do it?"

"It's not me," Dumbledore smiled, "I'm just borrowing it."

"borrow?"

"Leave the sleeping dragon alone!" Dumbledore said in a low voice.

Baribone's movements froze, "That legend about Hogwarts?!"

"Yes, just like the black cloak that Mr. Bat gave you, Hogwarts Castle itself is also a magical item!" Dumbledore explained,

"A magical item created by Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin!"

"Consolidated four kinds of law magic?!" Barrybone looked shocked.

"So for thousands of years, no one has been able to break into Hogwarts. This is the safest place!" Dumbledore said, leaning on the sofa.

Baribone took another sip of black tea, "So, the dream is not under your control. Then, you don't know what will happen in the dream?"

"Yes, but I know the rules of this dream." Dumbledore said, "It will develop according to the established trajectory of reality. In other words, what happens in reality will happen in the dream!"

"A real dream! If I hadn't died, I might not be able to wake up for the rest of my life!" Baribone said fearfully.

"This is the power of this dream. The four forces of law combine to create an almost real world!

Both the law and the ring can be used normally in this world!

But there are also loopholes in it, that is, when people who do not understand the laws activate the spiritual Horcrux, it may cause a conflict between the two forces and make the Horcrux lose control. This is inevitable! "

Then Dumbledore smiled slyly and said,

"The most important thing is that in the dream, students will still attend class normally, and the knowledge they learn will not disappear after the dream ends, but will be fed back into their minds!"

"Really..."

Baribone opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

It can only be said that Dumbledore is indeed an educator. Even in his dreams, he never forgets the education of his students!

"So you let the cloaked man and his men in on purpose?" Barebone asked.

"That's right, I need them to find out who the 'Owl' is for me!" Dumbledore spread his hands.

"Then they have been killed by you now!"

"Of course not!" Dumbledore shook the pocket watch on his chest, "He is here. As for those two men, I still need them to go back and report!"

"Report?!" Barebone didn't understand, and then saw the French letters on the pocket watch, "Barbus?! You and Nico Flamel are going to auction him off?!"

"He has a Horcrux of his own, so I can't kill him." Dumbledore laughed, "But whether he can still be free depends on whether his master is generous enough when he raises the sign!"

Barrybone picked up the black tea and took a sip. He was already used to it that Dumbledore always did unexpected things!

"So you already know who 'Owl' is from him?"

"Mr. Arthur Curry!" Dumbledore smiled, "Actually, I had a wonderful premonition when I first saw him."

"What are you going to do to him?" Barebone asked in a low voice.

Dumbledore looked into Barebone's eyes, leaned forward, his expression became serious, and said:

"We must get the ring! This is the first step to a greater goal!"

...

school clinic.

"Madam Pomfrey, is he really okay?"

"It's okay, honey, his injuries are under control."

"But it's noon now, why isn't he awake yet?"

"He needs to rest now..."

The sun shone through the window on the hospital bed, and Arthur drowsily heard the conversation between the two people.

Then he opened his eyes and saw a worried face.

"Nesta?"

"Arthur! You're awake!" Nesta hugged him excitedly, "What happened? Didn't you go to confinement?! How could this happen?!"

Arthur felt warm in his heart as he listened to her concerned words and the tears in her eyes.

"I'm fine, Nesta."

"Really? But you slept for a long time, I thought you would be like your roommates!" Nesta said, rubbing her eyes.

"Mr. Curry, how does your right arm feel now? Is there still pain?" At this time, Madam Pomfrey asked from the side.

Arthur moved his tightly wrapped arms, "There is no pain anymore, but there is some discomfort."

"This is normal. Remember to take the medicine in time. You will be fully recovered within a week at most."

"Okay, thank you, Madam Pomfrey." Arthur said, and then he looked puzzled, "What happened to me last night?"

"Don't you remember anything?" Madam Pomfrey asked.

Arthur shook his head, "I only remember that we entered the Black Forest, and then I couldn't remember anything."

"Then don't think about it now, child. You have to deal with another important matter now." Madam Pomfrey glanced at Nesta teasingly, "She has been with you all morning!"

Nesta's face suddenly turned red, she quickly lowered her head and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Today is Saturday, there are no classes..."

Arthur smiled sheepishly.

"Remember to take your medicine on time, and don't stay too long, Miss Rosier." After warning, Madam Pomfrey went to another bed.

There are only two of them left here.

But Arthur opened his mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.

"There seems to be something wrong with your wand..." In the end, Nesta spoke first, her voice thin and soft.

"Ah...yes! I...I don't know what's going on." Arthur said dryly.

Nesta glanced at him and said worriedly: "What happened last night must be very dangerous, otherwise the wand would not be like this."

"Yeah," Arthur started to have a headache when talking about the wand, "I don't know if Mr. Ollivander can solve it."

"Yes! Even if it is broken, it can be repaired!" Nesta said with certainty.

"That's good." Arthur breathed a sigh of relief. Although the wand was short, the effect was indeed as powerful as Ollivander described, and it was very comfortable to use.

Then he thought about how much it would cost to repair the wand...

It cost 12 Galleons when I bought it, and this was even when the Ministry of Magic had a subsidy policy for newborns' first wands.

But there will definitely no longer be a subsidy for repairing wands!

Mistake!

I should have asked Claudia to borrow some last night before clearing her memory!

Thinking of this, Arthur suddenly looked at the bed on the other side, "Where's Clydia?"

"She's fine. She left this morning." Nesta's tone was a little strange, "Why are you looking for her...?"

"Nothing," Arthur shook his head quickly, "I just wanted to ask her if she remembered what happened last night."

"Oh!" Nesta seemed relieved.

It was so deceptive, Arthur suddenly felt a little ashamed.

At this time, he vaguely smelled a faint fragrance.

"Nesta, do you... still use perfume?" Arthur asked tentatively.

"What's wrong?" Nesta was startled.

"You smell like perfume..." Arthur hesitated, not knowing what he thought of, and his tone became slightly lowered, "It also smells like in homework."

Nesta's face turned red again and she whispered: "I haven't used it, but...but my house sells perfume, so it may have the smell..."

Arthur raised his eyebrows, "What's the name of your perfume shop?"

"Zumalon." Nesta said sheepishly.

Arthur swallowed.

"Nesta, can you lend me some money? I want to repair my wand!!!"