People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

"But what?" Harry seemed to be about to jump up to the ceiling.

Dumbledore said gently, "Ten days. You must stay at the Dursleys' for ten days. The spell your mother cast to protect you still flows in your blood, maintained by your blood relatives on your mother's side. So, every summer vacation, you must return there to live for a while."

After discovering that there was a third party who was opposed to Voldemort and took the Philosopher's Stone, he felt that Harry's training could no longer focus solely on tempering Harry's qualities and character as originally planned.

Basil also needed a younger Merlin to assist him. Out of his gay mentality, he did not think of Hermione, but Harry.

"My mother?" Harry stroked the exposed blue veins on the back of his hand. "Mom."

He suddenly felt that going to the Dursleys' house and being tortured was not such a bad thing.

Even at this moment, he had the urge to take back his words about attending Dumbledore's private lessons.

Dumbledore shifted his gaze, his eyes burning, and looked directly into Basil's blue eyes, "What about you? Are you willing?"

Baqir was speechless.

He suddenly wanted to say, family members, who understands?

But it just so happened that he didn't want to leave Hogwarts yet and wanted to stay here openly.

After all, today is the day for everyone to take the train home.

Last Thursday, their first grade results were also announced.

A notice warning them not to use magic outside of school was also sent to them for signature, and the Trace was put into effect. Except for Bajir, of course, because he was already an adult.

Last night, the house-elves emptied their wardrobes and packed them into the suitcases.

All the pets were returned to their owners, including Rafe, who had been hiding in the girls' bathroom from Neville for almost two weeks.

Apparently, today was the day they were leaving the castle.

So, Basil said, "Can I stay in Hogwarts? I mean the classes are in the school."

"You know, I'm an orphan now. The elders in my family don't have the habit of leaving magic paintings."

"Besides, there is too much of the basilisk skin you promised me left after Professor Snape processed it. I need your help to process it and get a fair price. The largest underground trading market in the British wizarding world is in the Hog's Head Inn in Hogsmeade."

"Taking all things into consideration, it's just right for us to stay in Hogwarts."

Dumbledore fell into deep thought, but he was not thinking about whether Basil and the others should stay in school.

Instead, he was thinking about how to get Mungdons to give Bagir a fair price.

Mungdons was actually a henchman of his brother Aberforth, before Mundungus Fletcher was banned from the Hog's Head for life.

Afterwards, Mungdons served as a free character in the Order of the Phoenix, doing some intelligence and brokerage work.

He is trustworthy and will not betray his partners, but this only applies to their lives. As for his partners' money, he is still willing to find ways to steal or cheat.

After careful consideration, Dumbledore decided to pay for Basil's basilisk skin himself.

Of course, on the surface he said, "Well, I'll help you with the basilisk skin issue. You can also stay at school. But as for you, Harry, as I said just now, you go home normally, and I'll pick you up at the Dursleys' house next Thursday at 8 o'clock."

"Wubi!" Harry raised his hands.

"Ouch~" Ron covered his eyes. His bed was right next to Harry's. He was dazedly looking up to see what was happening, but his left eye hit Harry's right hand.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Dumbledore!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 117 Isabella Swan

First, Wolong Ron's shout woke up everyone in the dormitory.

Then, perhaps because he had just woken up and was a little confused, Harry, the young phoenix, directly told everything.

As a result, word spread throughout the castle that Harry and Badgill were going to have classes together.

But the point is not Dumbledore's private lessons, but the individual lessons with Bagel.

Although the power of the Sword of Truth and Goodness can extinguish the enthusiasm in everyone's hearts, their memories and thinking patterns cannot be modified.

Baqir's handsomeness and charming demeanor at the year-end dinner yesterday attracted everyone's attention.

The private lessons of the greatest White Wizard were like dust in comparison.

But unfortunately, after breakfast, the students were led out of the castle by Hagrid and Filch.

The senior students boarded the 'automatic' carriage and arrived at Hogsmeade Station along a cobblestone road lined with stone pillars with winged boars on top.

The first years followed Hagrid into the boat and crossed the lake to the station.

Harry left the castle by boat like the other first years.

Eventually all the students met up at the station and boarded the Hogwarts Express.

In the community space.

Madison rarely wore any clothes. She asked, "So, how did you convince Hermione?"

Basil raised an eyebrow and stroked Zoe's ankle with one hand, "She knows I can leave the castle at any time. Okay, now start counting the people you think can join the club. You all put forward candidates and we can discuss it."

"This has been delayed for a long time. And should we enable the search function to add people who are likely to be from another world and fit the label of witch to join the club."

Sophie raised her hand. "The swamp witch, Mitis Dai, is the most professional when it comes to resurrection. She can even use the power of resurrection on herself."

Madison twirled her pen. "That Mallory? The super witch whose lineage can be traced back to the first white witch, Seti, who can go back in time and defeat Michael Langdon, the son of Satan?"

"She's very useful, more than that so-called swamp witch. She doesn't need to play with shit (this refers to swamp dirt, which Misty believes has great healing properties, but she also said that the Louisiana swamps are full of Tillandsia and alligator shit) to come back to life."

"Unlike the Seven Formations that require a complete corpse to be resurrected, hers can revive the dead even if the corpse has turned to ashes."

"When Baqir and I reviewed American Horror Story Season 8: Son of Satan in our space before, Baqir also mentioned the actress who played her."

Zoe prompted, "I was there too. Basil remembered the actress who played Mallory because her mother was the actress who played Princess Leia in Star Wars."

"He doesn't think he's beautiful."

"Beatrice, what do you think?" Basil looked at Beatrice. She hadn't said a word from the beginning till now.

Beatrice raised her little face proudly, "When the club reaches level 2, we can go to Madison's world and get to know them in person."

"In my opinion, search should be enabled. Let a new world join our system."

"The ending of Madison and her world is very scary when you think about it. Even if we go back to before the world was destroyed, there are still hidden risks."

"If the new members joining the club have a strong world, it might be helpful to them."

"Besides, maybe the world we searched out just happened to have the missing [system components]."

After saying this, she looked very proud.

These words, except for the last one, were all taught to her by the teacher at the Good Demon Law School. Bajir did not hide the existence of the club in the school.

As the principal, he is immune to the magic of that world and is invincible in the academy.

Therefore, professors of various subjects in the college all know that Bajir actually comes from another world.

She and Sophie join a world-spanning organization led by Basil.

Unlike Sophie, who only cared about hanging out with her hopeless roommates, Beatrice consulted Professor Anemon, the head of the History of Magic class and the wisest man in her eyes.

"Is that really something you could say?" Madison narrowed her eyes.

"Did you ask the teacher?" Sophie jumped up like a kitten whose tail was stepped on. This would make her look like an idiot, because she didn't know how to ask the teacher.

Beatrice took Basil's arm and said, "So what? Basil, what do you think of my plan?"

Basil looked at Sophie and the others. It seemed that although they were not convinced, they also agreed with Beatrice's plan.

so be it.

A blue light screen appeared on his retina, and he clicked search with his mind.

-

Isabella Swan loved Phoenix—this big, vibrant, sprawling city.

She loves the sun and the heat.

She had always wanted to look like a Phoenix girl, tanned and athletic, like a volleyball player, a cheerleader, or something, and probably all the traits that befitted someone who lived in the Sunny Valley.

But sadly, her body seemed to have memories, engraved with the physical characteristics that a girl from a rainy small town should have - pale skin, a slim but flabby figure, poor hand-eye coordination, and no talent for sports.

She still remembered the town—Forks.

The Olympic Peninsula in northwest Washington State is often shrouded in dark clouds, but it receives more rain than anywhere else in the United States.

Fortunately, her mother divorced her father when she was a few months old and took her away to Phoenix.

But because of her father, Sheriff Swan, a kind-hearted man from Forks, she had to go to Forks for a month every summer vacation, the happiest time of the year.

And now, I even go there to attend high school.

It takes four hours to fly from Phoenix to Seattle, then take a small plane in Seattle and fly north for an hour to Port Angeles, and then drive south for another hour to Forks.

Over the years, she has already memorized everything about the journey.

Includes white clouds on a blue sky heading to Port Angeles.

So she lowered her head, instead of appreciating the scenery along the way, she fell asleep.

Then, she appeared in a room that looked like an aquarium.

Half of the ceiling and walls of this room are made of transparent glass-like substance.

Under the illumination of a green light hanging from the ceiling on a chain, one can see water plants, fish, and fleeting giant creatures in the dark lake.

There was even a shadow with a human upper body and a fish lower body flashing by.

The rest of the ceiling and walls were made of rough stone, rounded and carved with various snake-like sculptures.

The green and silver carpet on the floor, the long table and the sofa are also filled with snake elements.

It was strange; she knew nothing about snakes.

And now there were at least more than a hundred snake sculptures in front of her.

They were particularly clear and eerie in the light of the crackling wood-burning fireplace.

"Hello, Isabella." A female voice with a slightly babyish tone but sounding very strong rang out.

Isabella quickly turned her head and saw a short girl who looked like a cheerleader and one of the girls in school who was not easy to mess with appeared behind her.

She swallowed, "You are?"

"She is Madison. I am Zoe." After hearing the female voice, Isabella finally saw clearly how these ghosts appeared.

A tall, good-looking girl with a little baby fat appeared out of thin air.

"You look good." Another short girl. She had fluffy light blonde hair and looked like a doll. But her eyes told Isabella that this girl was not easy to mess with.

"It looks like you are forever." Then a girl appeared, who was elegant and graceful, like a princess. She sat sideways on the sofa, as proud as a princess meeting her servants.

"Welcome to the coven. Isabella Swan of Phoenix and Forks."

As this voice sounded, all of Isabella's hesitation and anxiety disappeared.

A boy who looked like the sun appeared in front of her. His body was as symmetrical as a statue. His sapphire eyes and a mouthful of white and neat teeth made him very friendly.

But what attracted the most attention was her face, which was so beautiful that it was rare in the world.

There was no face to be expected on the airbrushed pages of a fashion magazine, or one that could not be matched by an angel rendered by a skilled painter.

More handsome than any movie star she had ever seen.

The eerie aquarium seemed to have suddenly turned into a paradise.

Apollo continued, "I'm sorry. They are so naughty. They really want to try to meet the newcomers in the Slytherin common room by showing up unexpectedly."

"It's okay." Isabella lowered her head. The moment she met those eyes, she felt her entire face and neck starting to get hot.

Baqir looked at the girl who looked a bit like Kristen Stewart, but prettier, with red hair and blue eyes similar to those in the Twilight novels, and clicked on her data panel.

[Name: Isabella Swan]

[Race: Human]

[Health value: 10]

【Mental Power: 34】