Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

Dumbledore stood up, poured two cups of hot tea, and handed them to Glenn and Morgana.

Morgana raised her head slightly, reached out to take it, and whispered thank you.

"I thought eating some dessert might make you feel a little better." Dumbledore walked straight to the locker next to the wall and reached out to open it.

Glenn and Morgana were shocked.

In the cabinet that is two meters wide and more than one person high, various Bee Duke products are placed in different categories, almost filling the entire storage cabinet.

Dumbledore looked at them with a smile, seeming very satisfied with his candy cabinet.

"What would you like to eat, Miss Arthur?" He glanced at the cabinet, "Would you like some sizzling bees?"

Morgana was about to nod, but Glenn stopped her with her hand.

"Professor, you don't want her to float in your office, do you?"

"That's right. I think I'd better change to something else." Dumbledore nodded and took out a quill-shaped lollipop. "How about this one? It shouldn't have any side effects, right?"

He said, winking at Glenn.

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore." Morgana reached out and took the lollipop quill.

The old principal's love for sweets and his cute image like an old naughty boy made her mood relax unconsciously.

Dumbledore took a few candies and returned to his desk, looking at them softly.

"As you may have guessed, there is a book in Ravenclaw's private library that records the ritual process in detail. It was obtained by chance by Ms. Ravenclaw in the early years."

"But, if Professor Rick has been possessed by Morgana or other Lake Witches in the ruins, why does she still need to look for this book?"

A strange detail suddenly occurred to Glenn.

"At this point, according to my speculation, Professor Rick is not possessed. Her situation seems to be more similar to advanced hypnosis or brainwashing."

Dumbledore replied,

"I think that the remaining soul power of Ms. Morgana at that time was not enough to convey all the information. I could only try to select some of the most important contents."

Morgana's eyes lit up: "In other words, Patricia has not lost her soul, right?"

"I suppose so, Miss Arthur."

Dumbledore picked up a piece of pineapple preserves and put it into his mouth, showing a satisfied expression.

"According to my observation, the intact soul that Professor Rick still possesses is probably just the memory of the past that has been suppressed, and she subconsciously believes that her Majesty the Queen is the most important person in the world."

"Then is it possible for her to return to her former self, Professor?"

Morgana showed an anxious look, with bursts of hope in her eyes.

"Theoretically, it is possible. If she encounters a strong enough mental shock, her memory will break the shackles of magic and find her true self." Dumbledore's voice was not loud, but it was deeply engraved in Morgana's mind.

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"I will definitely save her!" Morgana clenched her small fists so hard that her fingertips almost pierced her palms.

Glenn looked sideways and gave her an encouraging look.

"Of course, I still want to tell you to pay attention to safety."

Dumbledore said softly, his concerned eyes falling on the two of them through the half-moon lenses.

"Thank you, Professor." Morgana said sincerely.

Glenn also thanked him and stood up to leave. His eyes happened to fall on the portrait of Phineas Black.

The old wizard was peeking with squinted eyes, and when he noticed Glenn looking at him, he quickly turned his face and let out a cold snort, which seemed a bit cute in contrast.

It's all hung on the wall, and it's so arrogant.

Glenn chuckled to himself.

However, out of the principle of not offending others, he still pretended to be humble and apologized to him.

"I'm so sorry, Professor Black." He bowed slightly to the portrait, "I shouldn't have laughed at you just now."

Phineas Black turned his head, looking a little surprised.

In fact, according to his values, the Ollivander family from which Glenn was born belongs to the so-called twenty-eight sacred families.

Although Garrick Ollivander is no longer a pureblood, Principal Black doesn't seem to care and still maintains a relatively friendly attitude towards members of this family.

Glenn's respectful look was very helpful to Phineas Black, who showed an arrogant and proud smile.

He and Morgana didn't stay any longer and followed the spiral escalator outside the oak door back to the corridor.

"What are your next plans?"

As the two walked side by side towards Gryffindor Tower, Morgana asked.

"I don't know... I feel like after clearing up the doubts in my heart, I suddenly lost my purpose."

Glenn shook his head and said uncertainly.

"It's relatively safe now. After all, Dumbledore already knows everything. It shouldn't be difficult to stop Patricia."

Morgana stopped and looked at him with complicated eyes: "If one day in the future, I need you to help me rescue Patricia, will you help me?"

"I..." Glenn was startled and suddenly hesitated.

Adding extraneous ramifications obviously goes against his original thoughts and way of life when he time traveled.

To him, Morgana was just a girl he had met a few times. Even a day ago, he was deeply afraid of this girl.

"It's okay." The girl smiled casually and took another step towards Gryffindor Tower.

She didn't say much, nor did she use the green tea method she had used before. She just had a flickering look in her eyes, with a determination that "if you go and never come back, you will never come back."

Glenn was slightly touched.

"It's still early in the day anyway," he said softly, "If I'm strong enough then... I'll help you."

Morgana was startled and turned around, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Are you...serious?" She couldn't believe it.

"Yeah...but you have to remember my premise." Glenn grimaced and sighed slightly.

Sure enough, he is still too kind...

As it is now, if you want to evolve into an old silver coin, you are still far away.

"Don't worry," Morgana smiled, "You will definitely become stronger, I said so."

Glenn rolled his eyes.

After finally putting away the tea-smell in my tea, why did I start to fall into the second grade again...

"You'd better worry about yourself first!" Glenn said angrily, "If that old medieval monster succeeds, don't blame me for turning against him."

It seemed that Morgana was in a much better mood because of Glenn's promise.

She stuck out her tongue and made a cute face.

"If she really takes over my body, I will bring her to trouble you!"

After she finished speaking, she ran away with brisk steps and a series of laughter as clear as silver bells.