The King of Flags at Hogwarts

October 24th.

It's earlier than expected! The basilisk attack happened earlier than expected, and shouldn't Lady Lorris be the first victim?

Sure enough, as soon as something happened to her, something happened to Hermione too. Last year it was a troll, this year it's a basilisk...

Bobby had just woken up and was a little slow to process things. It took her a moment to realize that this wasn't the time to think about such things, so she quickly said, "I'm sorry to have worried everyone..."

Bobby felt a warm glow in her heart as she sensed the nine concerned gazes.

Wait a minute, nine paths?

Mr. Dumbledore, Mr. Snape, Mrs. McGonagall, Mr. Flitwick, Aunt Pomona, Aunt Bobby, Jade, Harry... and whose is the last one?

Huh? Who is this handsome uncle? His immense magical power is actually no less than that of the teacher?

Sensing Poppy's curious gaze, Gale flashed a charming smile. "Hello, Miss Evans, your name is legendary. I am Gale Depp, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

Holy crap! No wonder I felt so energetic when I woke up, it turns out it was you who arrived!

The arrival of a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor didn't cause much of a stir on campus, and aside from her few friends, no one paid attention to Hermione's permanent presence at the infirmary.

However, when Miss Bobby Evans reappeared a month later, she made quite a splash.

On the day Bobby was discharged from the hospital, more than a hundred Slytherin Squib wizards stood in neat rows in the corridor not far from the infirmary, and shouted in unison to Bobby, "Congratulations on your recovery, young lady!"

Jadi used this as a joke and made fun of Bobby for days.

But Bobby felt that her good days were coming to an end.

She was called upon by the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor to attend his next class.

Why? I didn't do anything to you or offend you.

What made her even more upset was that her godparents strictly ordered her to wear the demon-binding bracelet for 24 hours a day, even when showering or defecating!

You see, even though the Demon-Binding Bracelet automatically adjusts its size based on your wrist, it's still made of metal, so it might feel uncomfortable...

And so, Gellert Grindelwald's first lesson at Hogwarts was about to begin.

Chapter 58 The Test from the First Dark Lord

Bobby screamed and woke up from his nightmare once again.

Professor McGonagall rushed barefoot to her bedside without even putting on slippers, and pulled the dazed Bobby into her arms.

"Bobby, what's wrong? Did you have another nightmare?"

Professor McGonagall felt extremely distressed as she touched Bobby's pajamas, which were completely soaked through.

“It’s alright, Mama McGonagall,” Bobby’s eyes brightened, and she gave her a big smile. “It was just a nightmare, nothing serious.”

McGonagall held her tightly in his arms, but then he remembered the conversation the principal had with the deans a few days earlier.

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"The ancestral spirit has been resurrected?"

“Yes, ancestral spirits are resurrected,” Dumbledore said, rubbing his temples, looking very troubled. “The ancient wizards went far down the path of transcending death. One of their practices was to have their souls descend into the bodies of descendants whose bloodlines had reverted to their ancestral forms.”

"Is it just temporary, or...?"

Dumbledore's voice was somewhat low: "If Poppy's ancestors were to be resurrected through her body, then Poppy might leave us forever."

Snape stood up abruptly, knocking over a chair with a loud thud, and shouted, "This will not do! Dumbledore, you must think of something!"

Dumbledore pressed his hand down, signaling Snape to calm down.

"There are two things we need to pay attention to now."

Dumbledore adjusted his glasses and said, "First, based on Bobby's description of the dream, I suspect her ancestor was Morgana, the legendary witch."

The four heads of the school were all moved. Morgana was the name the wizarding world used to call this woman during the early days of Hogwarts. In fact, she had a much older name: Morgan le Fay.

Legend has it that nine fairies ruled the island of Avalon, and Morgan le Fay was their chief scribe. Many stories in Arthurian legend revolve around Avalon.

King Arthur himself was Morgana's half-brother!

Some say she had an affair with Merlin, some say she was Merlin's apprentice, and some say she ultimately sealed Merlin into an oak tree... The legends are conflicting, but which one is true, who can say for sure?

"We need to find clues about Avalon Island as soon as possible and solve Bobby's problem at its source."

Everyone nodded in unison. They had all misunderstood the situation when discussing Christine's ancestral necklace. The original design of the necklace, an "apple branch," was the correct interpretation, as the apple branch represented Avalon. The golden apple, however, pointed to their earlier lineage.

So the dragon Ladon and the three goddesses betrayed Olympus, moved the Golden Apple Garden to a place where the Greek gods could not find them, established the island of Avalon, and then lived a shameless life.

The nine fairies of Avalon are very likely the offspring of dragons and goddesses.

"The second thing is that we all need to keep a close eye on Bobby and make sure she wears the magic-binding bracelet properly."

Flitwick asked, "Why is that?"

Dumbledore replied, “We don’t know where Morgana is hiding now, but Nick told me that the resurrection of the Ancestral Spirits requires her to sense the magic of her descendants in order to perform it.”

Flitwick nodded: "The magic-binding bracelets we made are just right to block Poppy's magic from radiating outwards."

"Yes, the Binding Bracelet can prevent Morgana from finding Poppy. Please make sure Poppy never takes the bracelet off her."

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McGonagall gently took Bobby's cold little hand in hers and followed it upwards until she touched the Demon-Binding Bracelet. Only then did she feel a little relieved.

This child, from birth, was destined to fight against powerful ancient wizards; it was almost a curse... just like a blood curse.

As dawn broke, Bobby, unable to sleep anyway, got up.

This morning is Grindelwald's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

There was actually a Defense Against the Dark Arts class for second-year students yesterday, but it was a class for Gryffindors and Slytherins together, so Bobby didn't go.

She's been avoiding Harry Potter for the past few days, and her little cousin is absolutely fed up with it, telling her all the time to stay away from Jade Indigo, that she's a Death Eater.

Is Jady a Death Eater?

That's definitely not the case, but she is the mistress of the Death Eaters...

So Bobbitt deliberately chose today's class to avoid that little fool Harry.

After breakfast, Bobby, like a spy, took Jady's hand, looked around furtively, and sneaked towards the Dark Magic Defense classroom.

Jady was speechless. She picked up a book and smacked her on the head. "What are you doing? Why are you jumping around instead of walking properly? It's one thing for you to be silly, but you insist on holding my hand!"

"You don't understand, I'm hiding from someone."

Jady, hands on her hips, snapped, "Is there anyone at Hogwarts that you, a young lady, should hide from? Or is it some green-faced, fanged, lightning-wielding demon?"

That's right, that's right! Miss Lin is very perceptive.

That little rascal, he was cheated on last semester, completely green! The scar on his forehead is not only lightning-shaped, but a demon also lives inside it!

Upon entering the classroom, I saw Uncle Gail Depp standing on the podium with a smile.

When he saw Bobby arrive, he gave her a smile.

Bobby felt a little uneasy. He wasn't familiar with Grindelwald and had never loved someone without a reason.

Surely he wouldn't love his teacher so much that he extends that love to himself as well?

Soon, all the young wizards arrived.

Grindelwald clapped his hands and laughed, "It's a pleasure to meet you all, children."

He stepped down from the podium and walked among the students.

"You are the future of the magical world, the future of the world."

"It is my honor to guide you in the field of defense against the dark magic."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Gale Depp, and I have a dream: to retire the Hogwarts Express and replace it with a new locomotive."

The second-year students in the audience smiled knowingly; this year's Hogwarts had left a very deep impression.

Only Bobby understood that the old man's words had a hidden meaning.

"Alright, enough chit-chat, let's begin the lesson."

"Bobby Evans, come up on stage."

Bobby forced an awkward smile. What could she do when her master's wife summoned her?

"I heard that you showed off your excellent Transfiguration skills in class, which helped the professor complete the lecture. I think that's great."

Grindelwald pointed to the podium. "Come on, I don't think you'd refuse to be my assistant, would you?"

"At least I think I have some real skills compared to that good-for-nothing Lockhart."

Bobby couldn't figure out what the original Dark Lord was up to, but he figured that out of respect for his teacher, he wouldn't embarrass him too much.

So Poppy turned the podium into a werewolf again.

"Excellent Transfiguration! I don't know which academy to give extra points to, so I'll skip this one."

Professor Sprouse: This child is from our college! He's ours!!!

Poppy didn't waste any more words; the werewolf she conjured had already launched an attack on Grindelwald.

You asked me to cooperate with you, so don't blame me for striking first.

Grindelwald's eyes were full of admiration. His move was decisive. Excellent!

Facing the charging werewolf, the old demon king casually waved his wand, explaining leisurely, "Werewolves mainly fight with their bodies. They are very fast, so we can slow them down."

The "obstacles" he had just silently cast clearly had an effect on the werewolf created by the polymorph spell.

"Look, when the werewolf slows down, we can do whatever we want..." A single shot to shatter the werewolf into pieces.

"Restored to its original state!"

The podium was restored to its original position, and Grindelwald continued, "Of course, real werewolves are very fast, and some individuals have very high magical defense. With so many obstacles, they may not be able to complete the mission well. So what should we do?"

He gestured for Bobby to transform into a werewolf again, and Bobby did so.

“I suppose you’ve all been learning Transfiguration for a year now,” Grindelwald said, tapping his wand lightly as the werewolf lunged at him. The floor transformed into wooden spikes, blocking the werewolf’s path. “You should all know this simple Transfiguration, right?”

Before the students could answer, he waved his wand, and a thick wooden splinter suddenly shot out from under the werewolf, piercing him like a skewer.