The King of Flags at Hogwarts

The style is outdated, but that's not a problem. It's just...

The lace trim on the coat collar is obviously faded and damaged, the shirt collar is collapsed, and the thick lace on the chest looks like it has been left out for a long time and washed many times, with a strong wrinkled feel. Even the vest underneath has many snags and pills.

No matter how dazzling they are, with such an "antique" item, it's no wonder that the audience's attention is drawn to the Poppy and Hermione pairing.

As the warriors began their first dance, Poppy secretly cast a spell on herself.

The young wizards naturally couldn't see it, but the professors noticed all her little tricks.

Professor McGonagall's lips twitched, and she put her hand to her forehead; Professor Flitwick, however, clapped happily.

On the dance floor, Poppy led Hermione with standard, powerful, and natural dance moves that were just as impressive as those of professional dancers!

Fleur bit her lip and led Ron through the dance with some stumbling steps. As soon as the music ended, she immediately let go of Ron and quickly left the stage.

Poppy finished her dance, winked her left eye at Hermione, and gave a rather flamboyant bow to the audience, drawing enthusiastic applause and cheers—

"Whether you're awake or asleep, it's all Poppy's world!" ×N

Hermione chuckled. Poppy: ...(╬￣皿￣)

Suddenly, the entire auditorium burst into a halo of various colors.

The little wizards cheered, thinking it was some kind of entertainment for the Christmas ball.

But the professors knew that wasn't the case at all.

The person who cast this spell possesses immense magical power, but they cannot determine the spell's purpose.

Dumbledore, however, knew his stuff.

He had seen this magic in the Olympus Archives with Bobby and Harry.

The Minotaur's Labyrinth!

Hmm... you could also translate it as the Minotaur's Labyrinth.

This is a trapping spell that can forcefully divide a space into several parts. Even for him, it would take some time to break this spell.

White walls rapidly formed around Bobby, and in an instant, she was dragged into a maze.

Bobby immediately shielded Hermione behind him, and Li Xiaoxiang did the same at the same time, while Jady blushed and clung tightly to his back.

However, these two's actions were more like a battle of wits against thin air.

The real trouble happened with Harry Potter.

Harry and Ginny stood at the edge of the Great Hall. He clapped happily and joined everyone in chanting the slogans that would make his cousin feel ashamed and indignant. But suddenly the scenery around them changed, and he and Ginny found themselves locked in a pure white space with no one around.

A woman dressed in a black robe, wearing a hood and a veil suddenly appeared before him.

Harry's pupils contracted; he had only seen this apparition on two other people.

"We meet again, Harry Potter."

The old woman's voice rang out, and Harry nervously pulled out his wand. "It's you!"

"It's me. I've been asked to come and take some of your blood. I'll be quick; you won't even feel any pain. Come on..."

“No,” Harry cried, “I know you’re planning to resurrect Voldemort with my blood! I won’t let you succeed!”

"Except your weapons!"

"Stuffing a big stick into your front teeth!" ×2

Ginny stepped forward, stood in front of Harry, and used the most powerful spell she knew.

The three spells struck the old woman's armored spells without even causing a ripple.

Harry knew that the two of them were no match for her.

But he was also very fortunate to have a good cousin.

He took a glass marble out of his pocket and smashed it hard on the ground.

Centered on the broken glass bead, a circular light curtain rapidly unfolded, with a diameter of approximately one hundred feet.

In that instant, the old woman erected several barriers in front of herself, but then discovered that the glass bead had no offensive power.

"bluff!"

No, you're wrong.

Four figures appeared beside Harry.

Dumbledore, Li Xiaoxiang, Bobby, and Barnabas Collins.

Bobby, dressed in a men's suit, stood tall and straight. She walked to the spot where the glass bead had broken and smiled, "The product is very successful, and the effect is excellent."

Then she looked at the old woman: "You're quite adept at using Olympian magic. Who exactly are you?"

The old woman chuckled, giving an irrelevant answer: "A fine alchemical tool. It can temporarily negate the Anti-Apparition Charm and also send a location to a designated wizard. What a brilliant idea."

Suddenly, she unleashed both hands, sending countless black blades shooting from the void towards the six people in the arena.

Of these black blades, 70% were aimed at Harry, giving the impression that they wanted to chop him up and then draw his blood.

But apart from Harry and Ginny, which of the other four is easy to get along with?

Thunder, ice, fire, Avada Kedavra.

With both offense and defense, he could defuse the old woman's offensive while launching a sharp attack in an instant.

"Hmph, that idiot!"

Having dodged the four men's counterattack, the old woman uttered a nonsensical remark and then vanished.

Bobby rushed forward, wanting to give chase, but was stopped by Dumbledore.

"Bobby, don't be reckless. This woman is much stronger than before. It would be very dangerous if we rashly barged into their lair."

Bobby stopped and looked at the icy shield that was teetering on the brink of collapse after being slashed by the black knife. Behind the shield stood Harry and Ginny.

With a crash, the ice shield that had withstood three of her fiery fireballs shattered into a pile of ice shards.

With a ripping sound, several tears appeared in the clothes of the four people almost simultaneously, and Bobby's expression changed drastically.

She winked at Dumbledore.

(I want to get to the mystery agency as soon as possible.)

Dumbledore replied:

(Have you thought this through? It's very dangerous. If you go in, you might not come back.)

Poppy:

(I have to go, even if it's dangerous. That woman could very well be Morgan herself. Once she's back to her peak, we might not be a match for her. I must go to Avalon to find the answers.)

Dumbledore:

(Okay, we'll go tomorrow.)

As the old woman departed, the minotaur's labyrinth crumbled, and colorful magical fragments turned into light sand that fell to the ground.

With a wave of his wand, Dumbledore sent the sand of light soaring into the air and swirling above the Great Hall, transforming into several nebulae that drew gasps of amazement from the young wizards.

After thinking to himself, "The teacher has no idea about the romance of young people," Bobby then made his move.

She waved her hands, her tuxedo making her look like a conductor. Light sand gradually fell from the air, instantly transforming into rose petals. A slight whirlwind swept by, and the atmosphere in the auditorium immediately turned pink.

"Teacher, this is what you call romantic!"

Dumbledore smiled slightly and glanced back at Barnabas.

romantic?

Blood on the palm, interlocked fingers, a diamond-shaped pendant.

That's what romance is all about!

The old man returned to his seat and asked loudly, "I wonder if everyone enjoyed this entertainment program?"

The young wizards standing in the rain of petals cheered in unison.

Dumbledore nodded, then raised his arm and said, "Then let's not stop! Keep the music playing, keep dancing!"

Chapter 112 The Silent One: Young Miss, please shut up!

The day after the Christmas ball, Harry received a Christmas present from his cousin.

It was a long, narrow object. As soon as he held it in his hand, he knew it was a flying broom.

"I already have a fire crossbow, why is my cousin Bobby giving me one more?"

Ron said nonchalantly, "Who would complain about having too many brooms? Maybe you can use one to ride and the other to sweep the floor, making Draco Malfoy green with envy."

Harry opened the package, and a silver-colored fire crossbow bolt appeared before him.

Ron roared, "Merlin's beard, socks, and underwear! That's the Silver Flame Bolt Bobby used when he won the World Cup!"

He rushed forward, eager to snatch it from Harry's hands to see what was going on.

Harry stepped aside to shield him from view. "I haven't even seen it myself yet!"

Simo Finigan rushed over, exclaiming, "My God! It really is the broom Poppy used in the final!"

Dean and Neville were also very envious; why didn't they have a cousin like that?

Meanwhile, Bobby, the cousin from another family, was dialing a number in that phone booth with Dumbledore.

This wasn't her first time at the Ministry of Magic, and it seemed that nothing could attract her attention anymore.

That's only natural, since almost everything here belongs to our family, so what's there to care about?

Dumbledore said, "I have already submitted my application and have been granted access to the Department of Mysteries, so we can go straight down."

Bobby nodded and followed the teacher into the elevator.

I don't know which floor we've descended to, but the elevator doors opened, revealing a simple corridor with a plain black door at the end.

The door wasn't locked; it opened with a push.

The two arrived at a huge circular room. The ceiling, walls, and floor were all black, and only the blue candlelight on the walls made it possible to see clearly.