Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

After hearing Dumbledore's words, Glenn felt slightly guilty.

Who doesn't know that the magic stone is a good thing?

Who else would be greedy?

If you, the old man, weren't here to hold it, even if it wasn't of much use, you would still have to find a way to squeeze it into your own hands, wouldn't you?

"No one is interested in this precious alchemical product, but even if I can get it, I don't have enough strength to keep it."

Glenn spread his hands and said calmly.

"Instead of waiting to be snatched away by others, it is better to put it safely where it belongs."

Dumbledore seemed satisfied with his honesty, and his smile became more and more pleased.

"Okay, our test has been completed, it's almost time to go back."

Glenn nodded and prepared to walk towards the flame-lit door.

He was still thinking about whether the milestone of the [Logic Genius] could only be accomplished by drinking the correct potion.

"You don't have to take the original route when you go back." Dumbledore stopped him, "Of course, if you still want to ventilate the troll's room, I can go directly to the office and wait for you."

"No need to..."

Glenn recalled his fear of being dominated by the smell of the troll, shook his head decisively, and returned to the distance.

Dumbledore smiled and snapped his fingers.

A blazing flame appeared without warning.

Accompanied by a clear cry, a pair of golden-red wings bloomed from the flames.

It's Fox.

Dumbledore held Fawkes' slender tail feathers with one hand and put his other hand on Glenn's shoulder.

"Huh~"

Fox's body suddenly lit up, and a raging fire ignited again, drowning the old and the young in an instant.

Glenn panicked for a moment when he saw the flames coming, and subconsciously wanted to run away.

Fortunately, his mind was quick and he caught a glimpse of Dumbledore's indifferent expression from the corner of his eye.

The flames that hit me didn't feel hot and painful, but brought bursts of warmth.

The fire in the room flickered out, and the two of them disappeared at the same time, leaving only the solitary Mirror of Erised in the middle, with flickering black flames reflected on the mirror.

At the same time, in the principal's office on the eighth floor.

Another ball of flames rose up, then disappeared in an instant, and Fox teleported back with the two of them.

Glenn looked at the phoenix flying back to the shelf with some surprise, and was slightly envious.

Not only was there no discomfort during the entire teleportation process, but it was also always warm.

If Floo fan is the economy class of low-cost airlines, experience it.

As for Apparition and Portkeys, they are at best the level of green train hard seats and long-distance buses.

Dumbledore noticed his expression and asked: "What? Are you satisfied with the trip provided by Fawkes?"

Dumbledore stroked Fawkes' soft feathers gently, with a somewhat proud look on his face.

Glenn looked helpless as he looked at the old fox showing off his toys like a child.

"It's getting late, Professor. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

...

After completing the testing work of the "Wisdom and Courage Dash" copy, the holidays will soon come.

Easter holiday.

This is a holiday that is almost as long as Christmas, but few people choose to go home during this holiday.

Just like last year, with the arrival of Easter, the little wizards began to gradually feel the pressure of the upcoming final exams.

Eddie started a new round of money-making plans, and Glenn still provided him with tranquilizers.

Since almost all of the rare Hogwarts Chocolate Frog drawings had been acquired by Eddie, he had not been able to assemble a complete set of cards for a long time.

But Glenn didn't care too much. Even if he didn't take Eddie's father into consideration, it was only natural that the relationship between the two as roommates would help him take the first step in building a business empire.

What's more, there are also a lot of friendship points and exchange coins added to the account.

As for the chocolate frog picture, just let it happen.

As the study atmosphere became more and more intense, Qiu gradually felt a little stressed, and took Glenn to the library to read more and more frequently.

Ever since Glenn saw the scene in the mirror, he seemed to have gradually become enlightened. Not only did he get more and more active in getting along with Qiu, but even his replies to Morgana had a bit more unclear meaning.

It can be seen from Morgana's reply that she seems to like this change very much.

It's a sunny afternoon, which is a rare good weather for the Scottish Highlands.

Glenn chose a window seat in the library and read and chatted with Qiu. The long-lost sunshine flowed between the lines.

A ray of warm sunshine shines through the clean glass window, reflecting on the girl's pretty face that is both happy and angry.

She was reciting an obscure theory of transfiguration seriously, her lips moved, and her delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Glenn looked quietly with his chin in his hands, slightly stunned.

At this time, a muffled sound of "bang" came from the seat in the distance.

Glenn came back to his senses and turned to look.

The sound came from the direction of the Salvation Trio. Ron had just thrown a large stack of thick books in front of Harry and Hermione and was whispering something.

Seemingly noticing Glenn and Qiu's doubtful glances, Harry looked around furtively and waved to them.

The two of them put the books away, and Glenn carefully smoothed out the pages that others had accidentally folded before putting them back on the bookshelf.

"What's the matter, do you have to make it so mysterious?" Qiu sat down next to a few people and asked softly.

"We just met Hagrid!" Ron said deliberately, but couldn't hide his excitement, "What do you think he came to the library for?"

"Let me guess..." Glenn glanced at the table and said, "Are you looking for... a book about raising dragons?"

"How do you know???" The three of them were stunned and asked in unison.

"It's impossible for you to use these books to prepare for the first-year final exam, right?"

Glenn was speechless and pointed at the thick book that Ron had thrown on the table. On the cover of the top one was printed "Guide to Raising Dragons" in large gold letters.

"Next time you make a mystery, please sort out the details first."

"Let me tell you, you can't hide it from him." Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron.

"Didn't you just say that he definitely couldn't guess..." Ron couldn't help but retort. He only said half of it when his mouth was covered fiercely.

"So, Hagrid wants to raise a fire dragon?"

Qiu struggled to pick up one of the books, flipped through it, and asked.

"But it's illegal," Ron shook his head decisively. "As early as 1709, the Wizards' Conference passed a bill prohibiting the raising of dragons!"

"And if such a big dragon is kept in the garden, Muggles will definitely notice it." Hermione added.

"But what about those wild dragons?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"There will be some wizards who are responsible for taming them and reciting the Forgetting Charm to Muggles who see dragons at any time."

Because of Charlie, Ron has a fairly good knowledge of fire dragons.

My brother Charlie did this job in Romania, you should see those horrible scars on his body..."