Hogwarts's Master of Mind

After sending a group of people to the medical wing, Aiden walked out of the room rubbing his shoulders.

Rolling around in the sewer with these guys made the clean-loving Long feel uncomfortable all over.

So he decided to take a good wash, hid in the blind spot of his consciousness, and invaded the bathroom reserved for prefects without hesitation.

Seeing that there was no one in the bathroom, Aiden walked in with confidence.

The bathroom interior is gorgeously decorated in a classic magical style.

In the middle of the bathroom there is a huge circular bathtub with clear water, surrounded by exquisite mosaic tiles, and gorgeous mirrors and various magical items hanging on the walls.

The water for the baths can be filled through a variety of magic taps that provide water of different temperatures and effects.

Aiden waved his wand and the faucet sprayed out a lot of foam. After simply rinsing his body, Aiden walked into the round bathtub.

"Wow." The warm water flow drove away Aiden's fatigue brought by days of running around.

The two pearly white dragon horns appeared even more translucent under the light from the bathroom.

But this peace and quiet was soon destroyed when a silver phoenix emerged from the foam...a phoenix head.

"Aiden, I'm sorry to disturb you while you're taking a shower, but please come to the principal's office quickly. An old friend may be coming." Phoenix opened his mouth, but what came out was Dumbledore's voice.

Aiden: '......'

The happy time of taking a bath was gone with a "bang".

Aiden, who was full of resentment, waved his hand casually, and the water droplets on his body gathered into a water man. He came to the edge of the bathtub and somersaulted into the bathtub.

Aiden casually put on his robe and walked out of the prefects' bathroom.

The long hair that had just been washed was as soft and shiny as silk under the sunlight, and the two dragon horns on the head were still sharp.

A breeze blew by, and the scent of aromatherapy filled the air. What a beautiful scene, but it's a pity that the people around turned a blind eye to it.

He walked through the spiral staircase, waved at the gatekeeper of the principal's office, and opened the door roughly.

Aiden entered the headmaster's office and heard a Gryffindor headmaster favoring his two favorite students.

"In the past few hours, the two of you have violated dozens of school rules, which is enough to get you expelled from the school." Dumbledore pretended to be serious.

"Yes, sir." Harry and Ron lowered their heads and prepared to be scolded.

"However, what you have done is enough to earn you the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award." Dumbledore looked at the two of them over his half-moon glasses, with a smile in his eyes.

"At the same time, because of this contribution award, you can get a 200-point reward, each person (each)"

Dumbledore stood up and handed Ron a letter.

"Well, Mr. Weasley, please send this letter to the Ministry of Magic. It's time for our gamekeeper to return."

Ron took the letter and walked out. When Ron stepped onto the stairs, Aiden entered the principal's office and exited the invisible state, and Ron saw him clearly.

Ron's eyes widened when he saw his brother wandering around Hogwarts with his dragon horns exposed.

"Aiden, where's your hat? You didn't just walk all the way here, did you?" Ron said anxiously.

"It's okay, they can't see it." Aiden said calmly, taking out a letter and handing it to Ron.

"You are going to send a letter to the Ministry of Magic, right? By the way, please help me send this letter. The address is the Lestrange family."

Ron took the letter and asked, "When did you become so familiar with them?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go quickly. The sooner you send the letter, the sooner Hagrid will be released." Aiden said.

After hearing what Aiden said, Ron didn't care about anything else and ran out quickly.

In the office, Dumbledore has started a new round of heart-to-heart talk with Harry.

“First, I want to thank you Harry, you must have shown absolute loyalty to me to have summoned Fawkes to your side.

Second, you seem to be troubled by something, do you need my help?" Dumbledore walked up to Harry.

"Professor, I noticed that I seem to have some similar traits with Tom Riddle." Harry expressed his confusion.

"You are all Parseltongues, right? I guess he gave you some of his power when he gave you this scar."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and turned toward his desk, not daring to look Harry in the eye.

"That's not what he meant, but it's true."

"So the Sorting Hat was right? I should be in Slytherin?" Harry looked at Dumbledore who was sitting down.

"That's right, Harry, you do possess some of the characteristics that Voldemort is proud of, you are resourceful, determined and brave, but you also don't follow the rules very well, but why did the Sorting Hat put you in Gryffindor?" Dumbledore pointed to the Sorting Hat.

"Because that's what I asked." Harry thought for a moment and replied.

"That's right, Harry, this is the difference between you and Voldemort. It is not our ability that determines who we become, but our choice."

Dumbledore said, handing the sword to Harry.

"If you still have doubts, look at this sword. Only a true Gryffindor can draw this sword." Dumbledore blinked his left eye at Harry.

On the sofa, the lazy Long stretched out, indicating that he was about to fall asleep while listening.

"Professor, I want to remind you that your old friend is about to arrive." Aiden suddenly spoke.

His voice instantly made the two men who were in a good mood focus their attention on him.

"Aiden, when did you get here, and who is your old friend? Also, your character..."

Harry looked at Aiden curled up on the sofa, hesitant to speak.

"Alas~" Looking at his unreliable student, Dumbledore let out a long sigh.

"Aiden, I want to apologize to you. I shouldn't have disturbed you when you were taking a shower. Please forgive me, an exhausted old man. The guys who are coming next will be difficult to deal with." The Dumbledore was experienced and apologized to Aiden, blocking his room for outburst.

"Hmph." Long on the sofa turned his head away proudly.

Harry was full of questions, so he had to turn to Dumbledore for knowledge.

Dumbledore, unable to resist Harry's gaze, answered Harry's question.

"It's like this. Actually, I am still suspended. Although I have obtained the revocation order from ten school directors, I still have to face the questioning from the last director.

Ah, the old man is really hard-working. It would be great if there was a considerate student who happens to be a school director and is also strong enough to help him deal with it." Dumbledore turned his eyes to Aiden.

Long, who was humming on the sofa, ignored him and just raised one hand and rubbed it in the air.

"I will teach you the Patronus Charm, and my own improvements." Dumbledore threw out the bait.

"It is our unshirkable responsibility as good students to help the principal solve his problems." The dragon on the sofa immediately took the bait, looking righteous.

Harry in the office had never seen such a scene before. He was so shocked by the adult world that he was speechless.