From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

Dumbledore made a prompt decision and snatched the parchment back from Sivan's hand, wrote a long and esoteric rune on the back of the paper, and then handed it to Sivan.

"These are some basic ancient runes. Please translate this paragraph to me now," Dumbledore said. "If you really learn the ancient runes by yourself, these shouldn't be too difficult for you.

"

After taking the parchment, Xiwen's expression became strange. He suppressed a smile and said, "Professor, I didn't expect you to like this kind of thing."

Dumbledore suddenly felt something bad when he saw Sivan's expression.

Xiwen read very fluently: "Sour popping candy, Bibi multi-flavored beans, bloody lollipops, crucible-shaped cake, chocolate balls, chocolate crucible, chocolate frogs, cockroach skewers, pineapple preserves, Chuibao super bubble gum,

Exploding fudge, sizzling bees, fudge flies..."

"Okay, stop." Dumbledore raised his hand to his forehead and said helplessly. "I really don't know how you mastered these rare ancient runes. I had to search for information specifically for these sweets to understand them.

translation method."

"Professor, didn't you say that this passage is very basic ancient runes?" Xiwen asked expressionlessly.

"Ahem." Dumbledore coughed dryly and said, "Isn't this just to test your true level?"

He snatched the parchment from Xiwen's hand, and a flame burst out from his palm, instantly burning it to ashes.

"Now that you have proven your mastery of ancient runes, it seems that you don't need this professor's signature!" Dumbledore said seriously.

‘I think you want to destroy the evidence!’ Xiwen secretly cursed.

At this time, Mrs. Dallaire came over and asked doubtfully: "Professor Dumbledore, do you smell something burning near here?"

"No." Dumbledore shook his head crisply. At the same time, he waved with the back of his hand, and the burning smell and remaining ashes disappeared instantly.

‘Silent and wandless casting? At least two spells were used?’ Xiwen was stunned by this.

Dumbledore winked at Sivan, and then said: "Huma, you may be delusional."

"Really?" Mrs. Dallaire frowned and smelled the area again, and found that there was indeed no burning smell anymore. "Maybe I really have an illusion."

She shook her head and returned to her office.

"Thank you for not exposing me, Mr. Rozier." Dumbledore winked at Sivan and said happily. "You must know that burning things in the school hospital will anger our head nurse and his wife, so you should also pay attention.

That’s it!”

"It's just a small matter, Professor." Xiwen smiled stiffly and said. But in his heart, he was thinking that he was just stunned just now and didn't have time to reveal it...

Dumbledore wouldn't use Legilimency on people for nothing, so he didn't know what Sivan was thinking. He calmed down and finally returned to his serious appearance as a professor.

Dumbledore thought for a moment, took out a piece of parchment again, and then changed a list of books and wrote on the paper.

Sivan took the parchment and saw the bibliography written on it: "Allow student Sivan Rozier to borrow the books "Alchemy - From Appearance to Inherence", "Introduction to Simple Alchemy", "Alchemy at a Macroscopic Level" -

—Albus Dumbledore"

"You can borrow these books first. They are all overview books about alchemy, which can give you a preliminary understanding of some of the general connotations of alchemy." Dumbledore said. "Wait until you finish reading or encounter something you don't understand.

If you have any questions, come back to me."

Xiwen nodded and put the parchment into the pocket watch space.

"Thank you, Professor." Xiwen said.

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb you, a wounded man, from resting." Dumbledore nodded with a smile and walked out of the gate of the school hospital.

Sivan waved goodbye to Dumbledore.

Afterwards, Xiwen lay on the bed, thinking about the specific structure and inscribed runes of the hanging ring, and fell asleep unconsciously.

…

Early the next morning, Xiwen woke up early.

He subconsciously wanted to get out of bed and go for morning exercises, but suddenly he saw the faint morning stars in the sky outside the window, so he decisively realized that this must not be the Slytherin dormitory located in the lake, but the school hospital on the fourth floor of the castle.

The Gothic floor-to-ceiling windows in the campus hospital have a classic charm. The glass is intertwined with diamond-shaped grids, framing the azure scene outside the window. Slender marble beams carved with complex patterns and pointed ribbed vaults form the windows of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Frame, dark purple curtains hang naturally on both sides, often blocking the dazzling sunlight at noon.

The morning sky outside the window has become slightly brighter, leaving only a few of the brightest stars, which are stubbornly rooted in the sky and blinking.

Xiwen sat up, feeling that yesterday's weakness and fatigue had disappeared, and his whole body was full of vitality again!

He happily put on his sports-friendly clothes and walked towards the school hospital door full of energy.

...Then he was stopped by Mrs. Dallaire.

"You can't be discharged from the hospital today." Mrs. Dallaire said with a serious face. "The poisonous leopard's poison and the overdraft of magic power are not trivial matters. You must be hospitalized for two days of observation!"

Xiwen's face suddenly fell, and he said helplessly: "Mrs. Dallaire, I really have no problem. If you don't believe me, you can give me a checkup!"

Mrs. Dallaire carefully checked Xiwen several times, and only let him go after making sure there were no problems. She also asked him to come back for a recheck in the evening.

Xiwen nodded repeatedly and then left the campus hospital as if running away.

…

Walking across the lawn of the teaching area, Xiven saw Miranda practicing magic spells there as always. He thought about it and walked straight over.

"Miranda!" In order not to disturb the Ravenclaw students who were studying around him, Xiwen walked up to Miranda, patted her on the shoulder, and called out softly.

Miranda was startled, and the magic spell she was about to cast immediately tilted towards Xiwen.

Xiwen subconsciously rolled on the ground and barely escaped the curse.

"What's the matter with you, putting a magic spell on someone's face?" Xiwen stood up and patted the dirt on his body, saying dissatisfiedly.

"What's the matter with you?" Miranda asked back. "Come here for a sneak attack while others are practicing spells?"

Xiwen knew that he was wrong, so he smiled coquettishly and changed the subject: "By the way, what kind of spell did you just practice?"

Miranda said playfully: "If I said it was a death curse, would you believe it?"

Xiwen: "..."

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