The years of welding at Hogwarts

After staring at Noah for a while, the old bat finally nodded his noble head imperceptibly, indicating to Noah that he understood.

Noah then turned around and patted Draco's shoulder with his free left hand.

"Have you thought about the invitation list for new members of Kamar-Taj?"

"If You-Know-Who has regained his powers, he will soon be back, so we need to recruit the rest of the Slytherin House to our side as quickly as possible."

Among the four houses of Hogwarts, Slytherin is

Trin is definitely the most unstable one.

Many students in Slytherin House have parents who once defected to Voldemort.

If the day ever comes when Voldemort returns...

Noah believed that many of them would return to Voldemort, even if not out of love, but out of fear.

But that was enough of a headache.

It would be better to tie their offspring to your chariot now. When the time comes, their parents will definitely not want to see their own children going into battle.

Even if they were unwilling to join Noah's camp, they had to remain neutral.

According to the theory of relativity, as long as Voldemort's power weakens, then Noah's power will be strengthened relatively speaking.

This wave is called a zero-sum game.

Chapter 157 Dumbledore: I am so tired and don’t want to talk

Even though classes will resume as normal tomorrow, it does not affect the students' good mood at all.

There was a buzz of toasts in the auditorium, and the atmosphere at the professors' tables was equally lively.

Perhaps it was because he had finally felt the nourishment of love after a long time, Dumbledore, who had just returned from Nurmengard Castle in Austria, had a rosy face and looked very happy.

"Minerva, how was your Christmas?"

When asking this question, Dumbledore completely ignored the fact that he had just been backstabbed by his deputy headmaster before Christmas, yet at this moment he took the initiative to bring up the other person's life during Christmas.

"Very pleasant," Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows, "Perhaps you should put aside your prejudice against that child."

She had never seen such a hardworking child.

She gets up early every morning before dawn to prepare breakfast. After making breakfast, she does not forget to clean the kitchen and the whole house. She is also very considerate and helps her three thousand concubines prepare breakfast.

Such diligence makes even her, the real owner, feel ashamed.

Plus the child's painstaking study of magic.

Even though he has such a high talent for magic, he is still willing to put in many times more effort than ordinary people.

Even if Professor McGonagall looked at Noah with the most critical eyes, it would be difficult to find any faults in this standard model student. Of course, it would be better if he could have a little respect for laws and regulations.

Speaking of outlaws...

Professor McGonagall felt a little ashamed. It was also the first time she witnessed how daring this child was.

No wonder Noah was able to rely on his magical abilities to develop an inconspicuous group of street thugs into a size that amazed her before he even entered school.

"If Severus hadn't gotten there first, I would have loved to have been his adoptive mother."

Even in front of Snape, Professor McGonagall did not shy away from speaking her mind.

This made Dumbledore very upset. Why did Professor McGonagall bring the conversation back to the issue that they could never avoid after he had just mentioned a few words about life during Christmas?

He ignored the topic raised by Professor McGonagall, and looked past Professor McGonagall at Gwen, who was sitting obediently next to Professor McGonagall and eating like a starving ghost.

"This must be Miss Gwen Stacy, right?"

Seeing that the topic had fallen on her, Gwen finally raised her head after swallowing a large mouthful of fried cod, "Hello, Headmaster Dumbledore, nice to meet you."

Dumbledore looked at Gwen with a little surprise in his blue eyes.

He could tell that this girl was not a serious wizard. His eyes fell on a pink prismatic crystal embedded in Gwen's forehead.

From this magic crystal, Dumbledore could feel a magical power that was not unfamiliar to him -

From the magic of Noah.

An external source of magic, allowing a Muggle to control magic?

A flash of inspiration suddenly came to Dumbledore's mind, but he was unable to accurately capture that vague and subtle feeling and transform it into a complete idea.

“What a genius idea.”

If he guessed correctly, Snape also played a big role in this. After all, simply providing Muggles with an external source of magic power is not enough to make them wizards.

“That child’s brilliant ideas always make my eyes light up.”

Speaking of genius ideas, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but think of the weird inventions that Gwen and Noah had come up with in her little villa.

"Speaking of which, how is Fox now?"

Hearing Fawkes' name, Dumbledore showed an expression of myocardial infarction. "At first, I was shocked to find that Fawkes could speak suddenly."

"If I could help it, I'd rather it not learn to speak."

Dumbledore sighed helplessly, "I used to be curious about other people's thoughts. After I learned Legilimency, my interest changed from other wizards to magical animals."

"Sometimes I really envy Newt for being able to understand the thoughts of those strange animals."

Speaking of Fawkes, Dumbledore instantly recalled the time when he was still in Nurmengard Castle yesterday. When Fawkes went to pick him up, he was controlled by a gossipy phoenix.

惧。

"but now……"

The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched. "I don't want to know what Fawkes is thinking right now, but he seems to be eager to express himself since he has just learned to speak."

……

One day ago, Nurmengard Castle.

Compared to Grindelwald, who was as thin as a living mummy when Dumbledore first came here a month ago, his extremely poor physical condition has obviously improved a lot.

This may be because the food has improved during this period and there is enough nutritional intake.

His body was no longer as skinny as a living skeleton, and his ribs, where he could once count every bone, were now slightly covered with muscle.

The originally sunken eye sockets were no longer sunken, and of course more importantly, a layer of fine hair grew again on his head, which was sparsely covered with vegetation, due to the supplement of nutrition.

The small, shabby cell where Grindelwald originally lived was also completely renovated thanks to the hard work of the house-elves.

The simple prison cell, which was once a bare cell, no longer has only bare floors, walls and ceilings, but has been furnished with many pieces of furniture with a strong Hogwarts style.

The narrow cell was widened a lot by the Traceless Stretching Charm, from a small single room of less than ten square meters that was barely enough for one person to live in, to a large single room of fifty or sixty square meters, divided into a bedroom and a living room by a screen running across the middle of the room.

The cold floor was covered with a gold and red carpet, which was very much in the decorative style of Gryffindor College.

The original narrow gap on the wall that directly connected to the outside world was widened, and a glass window was installed, with thick curtains hung. The golden tones added a lot of warm atmosphere to the room.

There was a black stone fireplace next to one of the walls, and the blazing fire provided continuous heat to the room.

In addition to the fireplace and windows, the originally empty cell was also given a lot of new furniture.

There is a small wooden table in the middle of the living room, with two soft armchairs next to it.

On the opposite wall away from the fireplace, a row of bookshelves was added, which were filled with books, mainly magazines collected by Dumbledore from Muggles, to provide some entertainment for Grindelwald, the old man who imprisoned himself here.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the luxurious bed covered with soft velvet sheets in the center of the room.

It exudes a pink ambiguous atmosphere.

It was as if they had returned to Godric's Hollow.

Chapter 158 Gellert, who is the girl who gave birth to your child?

The stone platform where Grindelwald originally slept had disappeared, replaced by a large bed with four posters, with bright red curtains hanging from the posters to represent festive occasion.

If you hang an equally festive big red "囍" character on the curtains, and a photo of Dumbledore and Grindelwald on the wall next to the head of the bed, no one will believe that this is a traditional Chinese wedding room.

Especially since Dumbledore is now wearing a bright red wizard robe.

This is even more ridiculous.

For nearly a month, the two of them have been sleeping together on a bed like this.

Grindelwald really wanted to complain about this matter. If he had any other choice, he would never sleep in the same bed with this ill-intentioned old bee.

It's not just because the sight of two old guys being close to each other is hard to accept physically, psychologically, and visually.

What made him even more headache was that he had to guard against this naughty old bee who had no sleeping habits and tried to snatch his quilt in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, this painful torture is finally coming to an end.

With the loud cry of a phoenix, Grindelwald secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally time for this old bee to get out of his Magic Fairy Castle.

The oak door, which was also brand new, opened automatically without any external force. The phoenix, which gained ten pounds in a month, flew in from outside the door and landed on Dumbledore's shoulder.

This month's Christmas holiday was truly wonderful for Dumbledore.

Although he was about to part with Grindelwald, the old wizard did not show any sadness of parting on his face.

They are all old goblins who are hundreds of years old. They will not cry and shout like little children and ask not to be separated. The status of the first generation Black and White Demon King will not allow them to do such a shameful thing.

"Okay, any extra words..."

Before Dumbledore could finish his words, Fawkes, who was standing on his shoulder, suddenly flapped his wings and inadvertently hit the White Lord with a big blow.

"Old bee! Old bee!"

Before Dumbledore could recover from the shock of Fawkes suddenly speaking, Grindelwald at the side burst out laughing before him.

Even though he was met with a deathly gaze from Dumbledore, whose face was as gloomy as water, Grindelwald laughed once again.

And he called Dumbledore's nickname again.

"Hahahaha! Old bee!"

But when he saw Dumbledore's gloomy expression, Grindelwald immediately regained his serious expression.

As Fox's former partner, Grindelwald, who was very familiar with the phoenix, looked at

Fox looked up and down.

With just a few glances, he noticed the changes in Fox.

“It’s not a very clever design, but the idea is very creative.”

An extremely simple sound-generating device that makes different sounds through changes in magic. Any novice alchemist can make this simple gadget.

However, no one had ever thought that such a device could be used to teach extremely intelligent and magical animals like the phoenix how to speak human language.

Of course, this may be related to the scarcity of the phoenix in the magical world.

Few alchemists could possess a phoenix, not even a legendary alchemist like Nicolas Flamel.

After flapping his wings a few more times to express his inner excitement, Fawkes stood on Dumbledore's shoulders, with his pair of chicken wings arched outward and then bent inward, forming a posture similar to that of a human with his hands on hips.

"Old bee! I can talk now! Do you want to pick it up?"

Even though Noah had taught Fox many times how to use the voice-generating device to simulate the sweet female voice of Zhiling, Fox just wouldn't change and kept speaking with his hoarse voice.

Upon hearing Fawkes's words, Grindelwald covered his mouth in time, but a few "crunch" sounds that sounded very harsh in Dumbledore's ears still leaked out from between his fingers from time to time.

He really wanted to answer for Dumbledore, "Damn!"

But before Grindelwald could answer the fat turkey's question on behalf of Dumbledore, Fawkes, hearing the laughter, suddenly turned his chicken head around and stared at Grindelwald with his eyes.

Because his body did not move, only his head suddenly rotated more than a hundred degrees. In this posture, Fox's sharp phoenix eyes were extremely intimidating.

"what are you laughing at?"

Putting his hand down, Grindelwald replied seriously, "I remembered something happy."

Fox pressed on with a sullen look, "What's the happy news?"

"Albus and I had a fairly pleasant Christmas together."

Grindelwald's words had just fallen when Fawkes, who had just folded his wings, spread out his wings again and flapped his chicken thighs in an almost crazy manner.

"I'm dying of laughter! I'm dying of laughter!"

At the same time, there was a burst of shrill laughter, "Gahhahahahaha!"

This time it was Grindelwald's turn to ask a soul-searching question, "What are you laughing at?"