A sharp Hogwarts

Dalia left the table with a large pile of stuff from the colorful firecrackers in her arms.

Perhaps out of compensation, the Weasley brothers and Harry gave her all the good things they "drawn" from the firecrackers.

The biggest difference in the food at the Christmas banquet is actually in the faculty seats – today’s drink options include wine.

Before the students of Hogwarts could leave, some drunken professors left the auditorium one after another. Most of the professors would not appear in the castle corridors and outside venues during the rest of the time. They would either leave the castle to celebrate elsewhere. During the festival, you can either stay quietly in your room and enjoy the rare quiet time during the festival.

After the banquet, Dahlia, Harry and the Weasley brothers had a snowball fight in the forest clearing.

Harry and Ron were left soaking wet, while Daria barely missed being "shot" and Percy was nearly turned into a snowman.

By the time everyone returned to the fireside in the lounge panting, it was time for Christmas tea that evening.

After a hearty tea of ​​turkey sandwiches, honey toast, salted jam pudding and Christmas crucible cake, everyone felt too full to be alone and began to feel sleepy. They wanted to do nothing before going to bed but watch Percy chase. Watching Fred and George running around the Gryffindor common room as the twins snatched Percy's prefect badge and magically turned it into a princess tiara for Dalia - -The twins' "knife" deformation is semi-permanent.

Unless Percy becomes a master of transformation like Professor McGonagall overnight, he will have no choice but to find a way to apply for a new badge from Professor McGonagall.

It was the happiest Christmas in Daria's life, not to mention Harry's.

However, throughout the day, there was always one thing lingering in Harry's mind:

That invisibility cloak, and Dalia's clueless instructions.

After Ron's slight snoring came from the bed curtain, Harry leaned out from the side of his bed and pulled out the invisibility cloak from under the bed.

His father's...it had been its father's before.

He let the fabric flow through his hands, smoother than silk, lighter than light.

Find an... abandoned classroom near the library with a tall armor at the door?

What did Dalia see in the "prophecy", and what did the person who gave him the Invisibility Cloak want him to do?

Harry quietly slid off the bed, wrapped the Invisibility Cloak around his body, and tiptoed out of the dormitory.

His heart was pounding as he walked deeper into the dark castle corridor.

…………

"who's that?"

the fat lady asked in a gruff voice.

She looked at the empty corridor ahead in confusion.

The door to the Gryffindor common room seemed to be pushed open from the inside, but no one came out.

A student on a night out?The Fat Lady looked around. She was fixed in the frame and couldn't turn her head to look behind her.

"Fat Madam, it's me - Professor Dumbledore asked me to go to his office."

Just when the Fat Madam was about to move the picture frame back, a voice suddenly sounded.

Dalia lit a lantern and walked out quietly.

"Professor Dumbledore?"

The fat lady frowned and repeated suspiciously.

"Well, you can ask Mr. Principal for confirmation. As for the reason, I may have to wait until I come back before I can tell you—"

Dalia said openly, took a deep look at the stairs hidden in the darkness, turned around and walked towards the corridor on the other side.

Those sky-high bills were not for nothing, and Dalia wanted Dumbledore to answer a few final questions.

…………

"Oh, I'm so sorry to bother you on Christmas night—"

Dumbledore asked gently and gently in the Hogwarts Headmaster's office.

Dumbledore put down the manuscript at hand, raised his right hand and pinched the bridge of his nose under his glasses.

"I asked a friend to verify it. In Miss Dursley's past, she has never been exposed to visitors from the East."

"At the same time, neither the Evans family nor the Dursley family has any records of intermarriage with Eastern ancestry in recent centuries—"

The old man crossed his slender fingers and placed them on his desk, looking at the little witch in front of him with curiosity and confusion.

"Huanshou Han Dao, as well as civil and military swords..."

"Professor Flitwick has also mentioned to me many times your strange way of handling a knife - a habit that is extremely difficult to correct."

"As far as I know, the prophet's ability doesn't seem that complicated. Maybe 'another you' can help me answer this question?"

We have finally reached this point.

It seems that there is still no way to fool around like in the novel of the previous life.

But Dalia was not surprised by this, after all, she did not deliberately hide her unusual features.

Rather than engaging in intrigues with Dumbledore, Dalia chose to deal with the villain first and then slowly explain her problem.

"Yeah, but there's no 'other me'."

Dalia sighed, shrugged, and said openly.

"I am me, Dahlia Dursley. You can understand that I have the memories of two people -"

"The memories of two people? Not two souls?"

Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully, which was consistent with his observation.

Unlike Quirrell, Dalia does not usually have self-contradictions, and her self-awareness is very clear.

"The Eastern Magical World..."

"Whether you believe it or not, I am actually still asking about what the Eastern Magic World is."

Dalia spread her hands helplessly and watched Dumbledore explain seriously. She was still confused about this thing.

"I know a lot of classic Eastern dishes - from the non-magical world - but their relationship to magic is something I'm still figuring out."

"...Are you in a relationship? What's the relationship? Did the Oriental Magic Association tell you anything?"

At this moment, Dumbledore suddenly spoke abruptly.

Dalia raised her head in confusion and looked at Dumbledore.

"Eh? Who is that?"

"and many more--"

Immediately afterwards, Dalia's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at the old wizard in surprise.

What Dumbledore said just now was...

"You, you can speak Chinese?!"

"Luo knows how to speak, don't say anything. The language of the country is more difficult than that of mermaids."

Dumbledore still smiled gently and replied, but the Cantonese in his mouth was particularly inconsistent.

He looked deeply into Dalia's eyes, and the look in her eyes suddenly softened.

It was obvious that Dalia could understand the Chinese he spoke, but she really didn't.

"Oh, Liu? Is from the Oriental Magic Association——"

"That...professor..."

Dalia looked at Dumbledore who looked confident and said cautiously.

"Why don't you speak English? Your Cantonese is a bit...poor, and I don't understand it very well -"

"Huh? Is it really bad?"

Dumbledore was stunned for half a second and coughed slightly in embarrassment.

"Those people from the International Confederation of Wizards said - well, it seems they were just polite words."

He looked at Dalia's disgusted and helpless expression, and touched his nose with some embarrassment.

"So……"

Dumbledore's expression calmed down and he tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

In the magical world, memory inheritance is not unheard of, and he does not intend to delve into Dalia's affairs.

Even if Dalia is really a witch from the East, for the sake of those important "prophecies", the British Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts cannot retaliate. In fact, this situation can be considered Deng Xiaoping's case. The best of Breedo's conjectures.

However, Dumbledore originally wanted to contact the East through this incident, and it seems that he still has to implement the original plan.

"Miss Dursley, regarding your matter, I will choose to inform the Ministry of Magic——"

"And your top priority now is to steadily accumulate knowledge and magical abilities."

After pondering for a few seconds, Dumbledore opened the drawer and took out a document.

"We plan to re-establish diplomatic relations there in the next few years..."

"Establish diplomatic relations?"

Dalia said curiously, looking up at the document.

"The 'Far East Magical Exchange Student' selection project of three European magic schools... Huh?!"