Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

At some point, another piece of jade scale was flying outside the window. Snow was flying all over the sky, and soon the Hogwarts Castle was covered in pure white clothes.

A night of silence.

The wind and snow gradually subsided, the silver moon in the sky quietly disappeared, and the morning sun jumped into the sky.

Under the soft morning light, the silvery ground shimmered with a faint brilliance.

The undulating mountains in the distance are almost the same color as the long sky. The pines and cypresses on the mountains are covered with silver and stand peacefully.

The frozen black lake was also covered with thick frost and snow, making it almost impossible to tell where the lake was and where the shore was.

Thousands of peaks are thin due to the freezing cold, and the rivers and lakes are frozen and flat.

Glenn, who was worried, got up early and went to the auditorium on the first floor alone.

The Weasley twins and Percy were there too.

The three people's eyes were dull, their heads were drooping, and they were chewing toast without any taste.

The twins were okay. After all, they had nothing to worry about. They were in good health, but they just looked a little depressed and hungover.

Compared to the two of them, Percy looked much pitiful.

He made a big fool of himself in front of the goddess last night and looked at the Ravenclaw table with a look of despair on his face.

Obviously, he didn't know that his goddess was also very drunk last night and was lying on the four-poster bed in the dormitory, fast asleep.

Seeing Glenn walking into the auditorium, the three of them raised their heads and weakly said hello.

Glenn was also preoccupied, so he didn't make any more pleasantries. After finishing breakfast in a few mouthfuls, he got up and walked to the principal's office.

"Thousands of roads..."

He waved his hand casually, ignored the system prompts, and quickly came to the gargoyle downstairs in the office.

"Please tell me the password."

The stone beast guarding the door was different this time. Instead, he took the initiative to speak and gave a smile that looked sinister but was actually kind.

"Jelly slugs."

The stone beast stepped to one side, bent down and waved, saying: "Please come in."

Glenn bowed slightly to him, thanked him, and climbed the golden spiral escalator.

When he walked in, the wall returned to its original shape and the stone beast returned to its original position.

"This kid is still so polite." He said to himself, with a kindness in his tone that didn't match his appearance.

Glenn followed the escalator to the wooden door and reached out to knock.

He only raised his hand halfway when the door opened automatically with a "squeak" sound.

Dumbledore was wearing his favorite purple robe, holding a silver tea tray in his hand, standing by the window, looking at the snowy scene in the distance.

"There you are, Glenn."

His tone was calm, without any waves, with his usual gentleness.

Glenn closed the door and stood at the door without moving.

Dumbledore's calmness was somewhat beyond his expectation, which made him feel a little annoyed for no reason.

"I... almost got killed by Patricia last night."

He tried to speak in the same calm tone, but it was inevitably laced with a hint of complaint.

Dumbledore turned around and held a large little beast with swaying tentacles in his hand.

Glenn was so frightened that he leaned back, his back almost touching the door panel.

"Before we talk about it, I want to thank you for your Christmas gift. I personally like this cute little candy very much."

Glenn slapped his forehead and felt extremely regretful.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have given this crap as a gift...

"It has been many years since I received such a satisfactory gift." Dumbledore showed a slightly reminiscing look, "Christmas came and went, and people insisted on sending me books."

Why do these words sound so familiar...

"I don't like sweets very much, Professor...you'd better keep it to yourself and eat it slowly."

Glenn looked at the skewer of cockroaches he was handed, couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and put his hand on the door handle behind his back without revealing anything.

He had some regrets.

You shouldn't close the door when you come in...

Dumbledore followed suit and put the cockroach-shaped candy into his mouth without hesitation.

The blue eyes behind his half-moon lenses narrowed slightly, showing an expression of enjoyment.

The corner of Glenn's mouth twitched under control, and his stomach felt uncomfortable.

"Sit down!" Dumbledore shook the frosting off his hands and returned to his seat behind the big desk.

"Please tell me in detail about what happened last night."

His expression became slightly more serious, but his voice was still soft, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Glenn was startled. After experiencing this little joke of a cockroach string, the complaint in his heart disappeared unknowingly.

"Before I describe it, I want to ask first." Glenn thought for a while and said, "How much do you know about last night?"

Dumbledore didn't seem to expect that he would ask this, and was slightly surprised.

"To be honest, Professor Rick's actions last night were not what I expected." He showed a hint of apology, "I bear a large part of the responsibility for the danger you encountered."

"So you already know what happened last night?"

Dumbledore shook his head: "What I know is not complete, only a small part."

Glenn's eyes were questioning, waiting for him to continue.

"Late last night, I suddenly felt an aura fluctuation that should not appear in Hogwarts, with a strong murderous intention." His eyes were serious, "I'm afraid, Professor Rick's situation is worse than we imagined.

It’s more serious.”

An aura with strong murderous intent?

Glenn's mind moved, could this be the reason why Patricia killed him out of nowhere?

"At midnight last night, when I just returned to the lounge, I happened to meet her looking for the book recording the ritual."

He described last night's situation and did not hide his night tour of the castle.

Sure enough, Dumbledore didn't care about this, he just played with a quill and listened quietly.

"I thought she would leave voluntarily when she discovered me, but I didn't expect that she would be hit with a stun spell." Glenn skipped the process of disguising himself and jumped directly to the beginning of the battle.

Dumbledore frowned and interrupted: "I must remind you not to use common sense to speculate on the thoughts of dark wizards. They often prefer to use simple and direct ways to solve problems."

"That's right." Glenn nodded with deep understanding and continued describing, "I escaped her stun spell, and then shouted a few words loudly, intending to wake up more classmates. She couldn't knock them all out, right?

?”

"A very smart idea." Dumbledore nodded slightly and praised.

"Then she didn't know why she went crazy, and she just threw Avada Kedavra at me..."

"hiss..."

In the portraits on the wall, several old principals took a deep breath.

"Killing Curse?" Phineas Black looked incredulous, "Is this kid bragging?"

"He is telling the truth, Phineas." Dumbledore said in a low tone, "The aura I felt was much stronger than the killing intent contained in the Killing Curse."

"Someone dared to use the Killing Curse in Hogwarts..."

Principal Delise Derwent gave Glenn a distressed look.

"He's just a child..."