The day before the new semester and the last day of Christmas vacation, Tver was unexpectedly busy.

At Lupin’s urging, he had to rush back to Hogwarts at noon.

He hurriedly stepped into the castle and was pulled directly up the stairs by Lupine who was guarding the door.

“No, you have to tell me where to go and what to do, right?” Tver asked with a confused look on his face.

Lu Ping seemed to have gained some good self-cultivation during the vacation. The hand holding him was much stronger, and his mental outlook was much better than before the vacation.

Lupine felt that what Tweel said made sense, so he stopped.

Of course, it was actually their destination that arrived.

Professor McGonagall’s office on the second floor.

“You’ll find out when you go in.” Lu Ping’s expression was a little serious.

“But before that, I have to thank you for your Christmas gift. It’s great. My body has recovered a lot and is even healthier than normal.”

Without waiting for Tver to answer, he knocked on the door three times quickly and lightly.

“Knock knock knock.”

Soon, Professor McGonagall quickly opened the office door as if waiting for them to knock on the door.

“Thank you for bringing Twil here, Remus.” The seriousness on her face dissipated a lot with the appearance of the two of them.

“I can’t help you, so I can only do this little thing.” Lu Ping said with some shame.

Tver’s face was still full of confusion.

However, the expressions of the two of them were only a little serious, and the face of the student they just met was also very relaxed, so the situation was not particularly serious.

“Uh, so do I know what’s going on?”

“Oh!” Professor McGonagall then reluctantly took Tweel’s hand and led him into the office.

Okay, someone else has to hold me.

Tver followed helplessly in.

But this time there was no need for them to explain, he himself knew what his goal was this time.

A beautiful broomstick is placed completely on the desk of Professor McGonagall’s office.

Yes, there are scattered parts, how can it be incomplete?

“Is the school short of money?” he asked jokingly.

“Why do you say that?” Professor McGonagall turned back in confusion.

“You dismantled the broom, didn’t you want to study the principles inside, and then make a replica and sell it?”

Tver looked at the broom. The disassembled part was actually detachable and could be replaced and maintained.

But one can also see the subtlety inside. After all, he has been taught a lot of alchemy knowledge.

“And it’s such a beautiful broom. If I read correctly, this should be the latest Firebolt?”

Professor McGonagall slapped the talkative Tweel angrily and pushed him in front of the desk.

“You read that right, this is the ridiculously expensive Firebolt on the market. Guess who will receive such a precious Christmas gift?”

She pursed her lips tightly, and the expression on her face became serious again. Standing next to Lupine, she looked very oppressive.

If the average student saw this scene, he would probably be thinking about how to spend the confinement.

Tver looked strange.

Of course he knew that the only Firebolt in Hogwarts would be in Harry’s hands.

But shouldn’t Harry receive it at the end of the school year? Why did it become a Christmas gift?

“Well, it shouldn’t be me…”

“It’s Harry Potter!” Professor McGonagall emphasized every word.

“What’s even weirder is that the person who gave the gift didn’t sign his name, and the owls used were all public owls.” Lu Ping looked at the broom with a deep look in his eyes.

“And I also went to the Quidditch boutique. The clerk there said that they went to the vault to get the galleons after receiving a letter of entrustment from Harry Potter.”

“But I remember deeply that vault No. 711 belongs to Sirius Black!”

He didn’t even know how he felt when he said these words, but as Twell said when he persuaded him –

No matter what kind of hidden secret Blake has, they must find him first!

Tver was not surprised by the answer, but he didn’t expect that they could find out so much information so quickly with just a broom.

“So? I remember Harry is Sirius’s godson, right? Then the godfather is released from prison. Isn’t it normal to give a Christmas gift to the godson~”

Lupine couldn’t help laughing, but was slapped in the face by Professor McGonagall.

“Be serious, Tver!” She picked up the ash wood pole of the broom and placed it in front of Tver.

“This is the broom given by Blake. We suspect that black magic has been applied to it, or that some of the broom’s safety devices have been destroyed!”

“It’s just that Lupine and I spent the whole holiday researching, but we couldn’t notice this.

The above is strange. ”

“That’s why I came here to seek help from you, an expert in black magic.”

Tver took the wooden pole with a strange expression.

“Help? To be honest, if you don’t notice anything strange, I may not be able to find anything even if I cast the spell myself.”

“And, have you ever thought that this is an ordinary flying broomstick?”

“Impossible, absolutely impossible!” Professor McGonagall said firmly.

“It would be fine if it were an ordinary broom, but this is a Firebolt. The price of an expensive broom needs to be adjusted according to the production situation.”

“To put it bluntly, I would not spend so much money just to prepare a Christmas gift for one person!”

“…”

Tver looked at her speechlessly. If he hadn’t known the plot, he might have been convinced.

The scene paused for a while before Lu Ping quickly broke the silence.

“No matter what, Tver can try some spell-breaking. No matter whether there is any problem with it, as long as we eliminate some magic that shouldn’t be there, it will be fine.”

Tver raised the wooden pole to a position parallel to his eyes, observed, and said helplessly:

“Please forgive my arrogance, if I use the breaking spell, most of the magic of this broom may be destroyed.”

“That’s not necessary, we are just checking,” Professor McGonagall said quickly, “Potter still has to use this broom for competitions…”

“Ahem, I mean, if this broom is really a gift, then we have no right to destroy it!”

Now that Professor McGonagall said this, Tver could only pretend to take out his wand and point it at the wooden pole.

Suddenly, strands of black thread appeared from the top of the wand.

At the same time, golden runes appeared on the wooden poles.

“This is a kind of manifestation. It looks like ancient magic script, but it is actually because I reversely translated the magic into magic script, not ancient magic.”

In order to read the books hidden in Rowena Ravenclaw’s diadem, he added a lot of knowledge of ancient magic texts.

“Then what do these magic words mean?” Lu Ping asked curiously.

Ancient magic texts are basically only useful when reading ancient books, so generally only big families have this learning need.

Most wizards don’t know much about magic texts, even Lu Ping, a top student.

“What they’re saying is, this broom is perfectly safe and there’s nothing wrong with it.”

Tver’s gains were actually more than that, but those were the knowledge he “saw” from the broom, and there was no need to tell them.


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