Hogwarts: The Book of Laws.

In the deep, dark spiritual world, Arthur quietly looked at the majestic tower standing in the void in front of him.

On the top of the tower today, one of the four rotating esoteric spells has been highlighted.

That's Arthur's spiritual charm!

After coming out of Hufflepuff's portrait in the afternoon, he first dealt with Cedric who was excited about winning the Quidditch match.

After rejecting their invitation to dinner, I ate something in a hurry, then returned to the dormitory and entered the spiritual world.

Now that he had made a decision, no matter whether it was right or wrong, he didn't want to hesitate anymore.

At least on the surface, this decision seems to be beneficial to Arthur.

Although it was difficult to condense the spell, he had the Horcrux left by Hufflepuff, and the soul power contained in it was enough to make him strong quickly.

As long as we can buy time, the situation may really be reversed!

Arthur slowly walked into the tower, looked at the black hole in the corridor, took a deep breath, and stepped in.

This time there was no dizziness from being squeezed, but as his vision dimmed, he appeared in the empty hall.

At the same time, he noticed countless prying eyes coming from the portraits on the wall.

Arthur looked at the portraits calmly. In addition to what he saw last time, he saw a farther place this time.

At this time, his eyes stopped on one of the portraits.

There is a painting of a skeleton wearing a black hooded cloak, holding a huge scythe in his hand, floating above the turbid river water, and there are two flickering will-o'-the-wisps in the eye sockets under the hood.

grim Reaper!

After only looking at it for a second, Arthur looked away.

Then, he said to the empty hall: "I will hold a party in three days. I have some issues about the ring that I want to discuss. I hope that everyone can attend on time!"

As soon as these words came out, the mental fluctuations in the hall suddenly became intense.

Of course it wasn't because Arthur's words were rude, but because they heard the word "Ring"!

The current owner of the ring, Mr. Owl, actually invited everyone to discuss issues about the ring!

Some people ridicule, some people are disdainful, some people are looking forward to it, and some people are confused.

But Arthur didn't bother to guess what they were thinking. They would definitely come anyway!

Then Arthur bowed slightly and turned into light and shadow and disappeared into the hall.

After his spirit returned to his body, he stood in front of the dormitory window, looking at the darkening sky and listening to the noise coming from the Hogwarts campus.

He breathed a silent sigh of relief.

...

...

Principal's office.

Same time, same Hogwarts.

But the difference is that the campus is quiet and there is no noise at all.

Dumbledore was actually a little unaccustomed to such a quiet campus, which was only available during winter and summer vacations in the past.

At this time, a silver mirror on the table glowed.

Dumbledore shook his finger, and the smooth mirror surface suddenly rippled like water.

Then a bearded, three-meter-tall giant appeared from inside, and the background seemed to be the corridor outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office.

Gu Xing</span>Then, the giant's rough voice came from the mirror, "Principal Dumbledore, Professor Barebone said he wanted to go for a walk!"

"Ask him to stay in the office for a few more days. Going out at this time is not an option." Dumbledore said gently.

"He said it made him feel like a prisoner!" said the giant.

Dumbledore covered a photo in his hand on the table and said with a smile: "How can he be a prisoner? This is paid leave!"

"I said the same thing, but he didn't listen at all, saying it was illegal imprisonment. Otherwise...you go and explain to him yourself?" The giant scratched his messy hair and asked tentatively.

Dumbledore's smile froze for a moment, and then he said: "Hagrid, if you can appease Professor Barebone, I will let you pick up Harry next year!"

"Harry?" Hagrid's little eyes seemed to be shining. Hearing this, he immediately said, "No problem, Headmaster! I will definitely comfort him!"

"Very good, Hagrid. You know, I always trust you!" Dumbledore breathed a subtle sigh of relief, "By the way, how are the students and professors doing today?"

"Everything is normal! They were sleeping deeply!" Hagrid replied loudly, "However, the potion prepared by Professor Snape is running out!"

"Don't worry about this. It will be over soon and they will wake up by then." Dumbledore said.

Hagrid nodded, "Okay!"

At this time, another mirror on the desk also flashed.

"Hagrid, before they wake up, please take good care of them. If anything unexpected happens, notify me immediately. I will deal with other things next."

After Hagrid responded, Dumbledore ended the call.

Then he picked up the mirror that had just flashed. After connecting it, he said: "Nico?"

"Albus, Mr. Owl has decided to hold a party in three days!" Nico Flamel said cheerfully in the mirror.

"I heard it too. It seems he made the right decision." Dumbledore said in a slightly strange tone.

"Everything is expected, isn't it?" Nico Flamel smiled.

Dumbledore also smiled, "Then the plan is about to start."

"Yes, I will complete the part of the party then, and then I will leave it to you." Nico Flamel said, "How are you preparing?"

"Everything is ready." Dumbledore's fingers gently pressed the photo on the desk.

Nico Flamel was silent for a moment and said: "I still think it's not safe. Are you sure he still cares about this photo now? Albus, human nature is like a dark law, unpredictable!"

"I can't make a mistake, Nico! He is my student!" Dumbledore said easily.

"If you are wrong, you will pay with your life." Nico Flamel looked serious.

"Death is also a relief for me."

"..."

"Nico, we have been waiting for this moment for many years. If we can get the ring, any risk is worth it." Dumbledore crossed his fingers and said calmly.

"Okay." Nico Flamel nodded slightly and said no more, "Then in three days, proceed as planned."

Later, the two ended the call.

Dumbledore picked up the photo that was pinned to the table and rubbed it gently with his fingers.

Then he looked at the sofa opposite the desk.

A black-haired boy wearing a school uniform and robe was lying there, his eyes closed and he was sleeping deeply.

He also held a black wand in his left hand. The wand was short, only about seven inches.

Dumbledore smiled silently, "Almost..."