Hogwarts Homecoming

In the cramped space, the red-glowing coin that floated out of Ron's pocket pushed back the surrounding darkness.

Harry suddenly shuddered and realized something.

Professor Braine left him a time converter, a book for Hermione that said they should go back in time, and a commemorative coin for Ron.

Among them, the time converter and the time in the book both played a role, but Ron's commemorative coin has not played any role yet.

Could it be that this coin just means that Ron should go back to the past with them?

The truth is probably not so.

The coin emitting red light seemed to sense the sight of the three people. It vibrated and hummed in the air, and then floated up on its own.

"Don't go!"

Ron screamed and subconsciously reached out to pick up the coin.

However, something happened that surprised the three people even more.

Ron's palm pounced on the coin, but the coin floated out of Ron's clenched fist, like a ghost penetrating a wall without hindrance.

"Follow it!"

After hesitating for a moment, Hermione's eyes flashed with realization,

"It's going to take us to Professor Braine!"

"Wow!"

Ron retracted his hand, his voice trembling,

"He's really thoughtful, right? I mean, Professor Braine."

"He's the same kind of person as Professor Dumbledore."

Harry said, climbing up the stairs with his hands and feet, while Hermione called out "Invisibility Cloak" below him,

"We can't keep up with the coin with the Invisibility Cloak, Hermione, use the Disillusionment Charm!"

The three people with frozen hands and feet pushed the witch's hunchback away with difficulty and jumped into the corridor of Hogwarts from the secret passage.

The bright moonlight shone through the window and scattered on the untrodden corridor. This ordinary scene made Harry and the other two sigh.

In the years when the Marauder's Map was still lying quietly in Filch's office and Fred and George had not entered Hogwarts, it seemed that no one had really set foot in this corridor.

The cold rock floor was covered with dust, without a single footprint. Even the characters in the frames on the wall were unwilling to stay in their dirty frames, and went to find another way out.

The coin emitting red light had already floated thirty feet away from them. The three of them did not have much time to feel sad. After casting the Disillusionment Charm on themselves, they hurriedly followed.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening. At this time, the young wizards in a normal Hogwarts would have returned to the dormitory to rest, not to mention that it was still Christmas vacation.

"Only we can see it!"

When they followed the ancient corridor full of sculptures and turned into another corridor, a ghost suddenly appeared in the empty corridor through the wall, and the coin passed through the ghost's body!

This fright made the three people's souls tremble. Harry took a short breath and almost bit off his tongue!

But the ghost ignored the coin that passed through his body, and instead looked at Harry's direction in confusion, attracted by the sound he made.

A few seconds later, the ghost, who had found nothing, shook his head, leaving a thin, hazy white mist in the air, and disappeared directly through the floor.

Ron exhaled like he was exhausted, but was immediately hit hard in the ribs by Hermione's elbow.

"You were scared enough, weren't you?"

Ron covered his ribs and grinned at Hermione.

"Come on!"

Harry covered his mouth and interrupted Hermione who wanted to refute.

It must be said that the time converter took them to choose a good time to travel back to Hogwarts.

On the way to the Great Hall, they did not encounter any accidents, and even the portraits hanging everywhere, most of them fell asleep in their frames, and a few of them were discussing recent hot events.

"That kid is so bold that he released the calendar fire in the Forbidden Forest. I'm surprised that the Ministry of Magic didn't prosecute him for it!"

When they went down from the second floor to the Great Hall, a lady dressed in medieval aristocratic clothes was muttering to the Fat Lady who came to visit.

"Most of the Gryffindor students have the same opinion as you, Orus, and--"

The Fat Lady lowered her voice,

"A well-informed friend of mine is in contact with a portrait of the headmaster in the headmaster's office. She told me that Dumbledore did consider whether to expel the child from Hogwarts. Dumbledore thought--"

The nearby portraits pricked up their ears to listen to the Fat Lady's revelation, and even Harry and the other two paused for a moment.

"Hurry up, what did Dumbledore say?"

The female aristocrat asked anxiously.

"Dumbledore thinks that kid is a little dangerous, you see.

He has been in Hogwarts for five years, but he has never had a good reputation. He has performed mediocrely, but an ordinary kid cannot use advanced defensive spells to block Dumbledore's magic in the fifth grade."

"He is hiding his magical strength, why!"

Someone in the photo frame next to him questioned.

"I don't know, normal wizards won't do this. We all know students. Generally speaking, they will try their best to make themselves look better than others, instead of hiding it."

"Bad intentions!"

The female noble's face turned pale and gave a qualitative assessment.

A critical voice reached the ears of the three people.

"If the dean of Slytherin hadn't interfered, he might have packed his bags and left. Hogwarts should not accept such a despicable student!"

A knight riding a tall horse said angrily.

When they came down the stairs to the Great Hall, Harry and the three of them looked a little gloomy.

As Professor Brain has become more and more popular in the past few years, some anecdotes about Professor Brain's time at Hogwarts have been dug out.

About the fact that he sneaked into the Forbidden Forest when he was in fifth grade and was attacked by a black witch, thus setting fire to the Forbidden Forest. It was no longer just the three of them who knew about it.

It was no secret that he was ostracized when he was studying in Slytherin, but none of them expected that the real environment Professor Brain faced at that time was so bad.

Harry thought of the first semester of his second year.

At that time, most of the people in Hogwarts believed that he had opened Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets. Except for Ron and Hermione, few people trusted him.

The situation at that time seemed to be just like the situation Professor Brain faces today.

Several ghosts floating in the auditorium were also discussing the same topic. Talking about hot news was one of the few things in their eternal 'life' that they could always use for entertainment.

The glowing coins passed through their bodies and led the three Harrys to the right side of the hall, to the door of the Slytherin basement, and penetrated straight through.

Hermione looked back at the chattering ghosts, carefully opened a crack in the door, and squeezed in.

"He's amazing, isn't he?"

The stairs that went straight down were dark and clammy, and their breath left obvious smoke traces in the air.

Ron took a few breaths of hot breath into his palms and lowered his voice like an actor and said,

"In other words, I might have broken up with Hogwarts."

Harry nodded sadly.

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Objectively speaking, the attention he has received in the magical world has not diminished over the years, but the time when he was clearly targeted was not long. Most of the time, people felt honored to know the 'Boy-Who-Lived'.

But Professor Brain seems to have always been the one who was 'bullied'.

"Speaking of which, why does Professor Brain hide his strength?"

Harry asked, frowning.

Ron shrugged, while Hermione remained silent, as if she had the answer in mind.

Harry thought that the coin would lead them to the Slytherin lounge, but after a while, in front of an office, the coin's light dissipated and fell into Ron's hand again. .

"Dumbledore went to Paris for a meeting?"

As soon as the three of them had time to exchange glances, vague voices came from the closed office. The three of them hurried to the door, and Harry used the invisibility cloak as a curtain to cover themselves.

"You seem particularly interested in the whereabouts of our beloved principal, Amosta?"

A familiar voice appeared, with an irritating hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Isn't that natural?"

The young voice spoke again,

"If a person is always trying to kill me, and there's nothing I can do about it, then I'm always going to be concerned about where he is."

There was silence for a while, as if these words had a certain impact on the owner of the office.

"Dumbledore didn't want to kill you, Amosta. Of course, I don't deny that he was wary of outstanding young Slytherins."

A short, slightly contemptuous snort--

"Thank you for your compliment, Professor Snape. Well, I guess my confinement is over for tonight. Can I go back to my dormitory?"

said the young voice.

After another period of silence, the younger Snape asked in a heavy voice,

"You really don't want to go to London with me, Amosta. If you think the place where I live is too shabby and cannot accommodate your noble soul."

"Thank you for your kindness, Professor——"

Young Amosta interrupted Snape,

"I want to stay in the castle, you know, for a little longer. After all, I might be kicked out one day."

"I hope you'll stay put, Amosta, at least during the Christmas holidays!"

Obviously, Professor Snape's voice was a little more annoyed,

"Don't let me get up tomorrow morning and the headline in the Daily Prophet is that you set fire to Hogwarts. Or, you bloodbathed the Gryffindor dormitory!"

"Of course not-"

Young Amosta chuckled;

"At least I won't do that until I can handle Dumbledore."

"Amosta!"

Snape's growling voice could be described as furious.

There was no more talking, and the three of them heard footsteps approaching quickly.

The three of them even held their breath, and the tension even gave them goosebumps all over their bodies.

Although he believed in Hermione's excellent skills in the Disillusionment Charm and the fact that she was covered by the Invisibility Cloak, Harry was still not confident.

This is Professor Brain. Although he is still young and about the same age as them, who knows how much ability he has now!

Click!

The door was opened, and a young boy who was almost as thin as Percy, with sharp edges on his face, and exuding an intimidating coldness finally appeared in front of them!

"Amosta!"

Snape chased him out of the office. He had a dark face and his chest was rising and falling violently.

The three people who had studied at Hogwarts for nearly five years rarely saw Snape so emotional.

They looked at Snape's angry and helpless face with their peripheral vision, and heard him say--

"Stay quietly in your dormitory, Amos, and don't think about investigating the dark wizard who attacked you. You know, no matter what you do in this school, you can't hide it from the principal's eyes!"

The young figure who walked a little distance stopped and turned his head.

The moment they saw that face, Harry, Ron, and Hermione couldn't help but throb. Hermione tried her best to hold back the twitch of wanting to sob!

Professor Blaine. He, in order to protect Hogwarts, in order to protect the magic world, is still unknown whether he is alive or dead!

"I"

Amos, with a chilly smile on his lips, was about to speak, and a trace of confusion suddenly climbed up his slightly frowning eyebrows. He paused, his eyes fixed, and then looked at the wall next to the door frame of the office.