Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 124 The bad old man is very bad

The cold air continued to flow from Harry's fingertips, causing the ice around the diary to thicken rapidly.

At the same time, the magic mirror hovered above Harley's head.

Harley injected a lot of spirituality into it, activating the runes on the edge of the mirror.

At the same time, gray, evil-smelling rays of light spurted out from the mirror, and then submerged into the ice, performing various simple sealing rituals.

Harley has prepared many strange curses for Senior Riddle. If he wants to come out of the diary again, he will be very happy.

Of course, if someone wants to destroy the ice without Harley's permission, he can also enjoy the curse from the witch on behalf of Senior Riddle.

After doing all this, Harley said softly without raising her head: "Dear professor, can you stop being so mysterious?

This is scary and not friendly to a little girl at all. And you almost affected my previous battle. "

"I'm sorry." An old voice responded, "But judging from the results, I don't seem to have completely affected you."

After Harry finished sealing the diary, he put away the magic mirror, held the ice ball in one hand, and turned around with the wand in the other hand.

The auditorium was still in a mess, and all the doors were tightly closed, with a special magical sheen shining on them.

The body of the basilisk and the remains of Professor Lockhart were placed on the ground in the distance. The tables and chairs were all broken and covered with thick frost.

But there was something a little unusual in the auditorium.

At the teacher's bench, the broken long table and chairs were repaired at some point.

An old man was sitting in the center of the long table, with a golden-red bird standing on his shoulder.

It's Dumbledore.

The old man looked at Harley with a smile, raised his hand and said hello: "Long time no see, Miss Harley."

"Dear Professor, long time no see." Harry bowed slightly, "I'm glad to see you back at Hogwarts."

Then, Harley threw it casually and the ice ball flew towards Professor Dumbledore.

Dumbledore waved gently, and the ice ball stopped in mid-air.

"Fawkes, take it back to the principal's office and keep it under strict guard. Don't let anyone touch it." Dumbledore said with a cautious look.

Fox let out a long roar, grabbed the puck and disappeared without a trace. Then Dumbledore looked at Harry again.

"After all, I feel that someone will need my help." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"The feather Fox gave you sensed danger, so I hurried back.

But when he successfully led me into the auditorium, the danger had been eliminated. "

"Yeah, and you're doing a bit of a disservice." Harley complained with a smile on her face.

"When you came in, you happened to be within the range of my magic, Fox also used flames to counter my magic.

This caused me to consume too much magic power at that moment and almost failed to trap Senior Riddle. "

"Senior Riddle?" Dumbledore looked a little embarrassed and deliberately avoided Harry's words.

"It seems that Tom told you his former name! Now I am very curious about what happened before.

If you don't mind, I think we can have a good chat in our free time later. "

"Okay, Professor." Harley responded, then looked at the door of the auditorium,

"Professor, can you break the magic above? In addition, the magic above has not been lifted. How did you get in?

Don't tell me that you came in through the sewer pipe like the basilisk. "

"Of course not, I just got some little help from the Phoenix. Tom's magic did not prevent the Phoenix's phantom appearance."

Dumbledore stood up with a smile, took out his wand, pointed at the ceiling of the auditorium, and sighed,

"I really didn't expect that Tom could actually mobilize the power of Hogwarts Castle to seal the Great Hall while I was away.

I don't know if it's because he's so talented that he found the loopholes in just seven years, or if Slytherin left some backdoors for his heir in the Chamber of Secrets. "

A golden light flew from the tip of Professor Dumbledore's wand to the ceiling, and then spread.

For a time, the entire auditorium was shrouded in halo, looking magnificent.

The magic on the main door and side doors of the auditorium quickly dissipated.

Before Harry could say anything else, there was a sudden "bang" and the door was blown open.

The poor door, like the tables and chairs, did not escape the fate of being destroyed.

A group of blindfolded and uniformly dressed wizards rushed in.

They all held wands and formed a defensive formation.

But after "seeing" Harry and Dumbledore standing there and noticing the huge body of the basilisk, everyone was stunned.

The leading wizard took the lead in tearing off the blindfold, put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and commanded: "The basilisk is dead, you can put down the blindfold."

Harry took a closer look at the man with brown hair in front of him who looked like an old lion.

She suddenly remembered that this person seemed to be Rufus Scrimgeour, the Auror office, who had appeared in the newspaper.

Then the people behind him should be Aurors who know the Psychic Spell.

It seems that after discovering that he could not enter the Great Hall on short notice, Shacklebolt chose to notify the Ministry of Magic, while Professor McGonagall contacted Professor Dumbledore.

No wonder Harry didn't use the feather, but Professor Dumbledore came.

The bad old man was so bad that he even lied to Harley that he sensed she was in danger through her feathers. Liar!

"What happened, Albus?" After all the Auror captains or elite members took off the cloth covering their eyes, Scrimgeour looked at Professor Dumbledore.

"Kingsley contacted me very anxiously just now, saying that someone was fighting Harry Potter in the Great Hall, and that a threatening basilisk appeared in Hogwarts Castle.

He originally wanted to provide reinforcements, but found that the auditorium was sealed by unknown magic, so he had to contact me.

Now I hurried over with many elites, but everything is over?

In addition, what is the situation in this messy Hogwarts Great Hall? "

Professor Dumbledore glanced at Harry, and replied softly: "You should ask Miss Harley, after all, when I arrived, she had already ended the battle alone."

Then everyone's eyes were focused on Harley, and most people still had expressions of astonishment and suspicion on their faces.

The current scene in the auditorium is tragic. There were a lot of scars on the basilisk's body.

As for Professor Lockhart, who had killed an Auror in an instant with brutal means, his head had just been noticed, and the expression on his face looked like he was still dead.

Everything told everyone that a terrible battle was taking place here.

After many people put themselves into it, they realized that if they encountered this scenario, they would probably die directly.

And now you say that the final winner in this battle was a twelve-year-old girl? Are you kidding me?

"Professor Dumbledore, this is not the time for joking." Scrimgeour's tone changed slightly, and his title changed from "Albus" to "Professor Dumbledore".

"Unless you come up with evidence, it's impossible for me to believe that this was done by a little witch who was only twelve years old.

After all, I am the head of the Auror Office, and everything must be based on evidence.

And if I remember correctly, as the principal recognized by Hogwarts Castle, you should be able to show the previous battle images. "

Harry glanced at Dumbledore in shock:

This bad old man turns out to be so evil! Even though he knew everything, he still had to explain it to him himself.

It seems that Harley has to reconsider her prepared words.

But there is nothing wrong with my opinion. This bad old man is very bad!

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu, Xiyang, and Broccoli Nanako for the tips!)