Hogwarts: Magical Elegy

Layers of stairs full of traces of time were stepped on by everyone one after another.

The windows on the outer wall of the castle flashed through the windows one after another.

Soon, everyone arrived at the floor where Dumbledore's office was located.

In the slightly enlarged eyes of everyone in Xifa, the professor showed no intention of stopping.

Instead, he continued walking to higher floors without stopping.

Xifa kept walking and turned his gaze to Elise.

In his sight, Elise also shook her head slightly with a puzzled expression, and Xifa understood that she didn't know where the professor wanted to take them.

He wanted to ask, but when he turned the corner of the stairs, Xifa noticed that Dumbledore's brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something important.

Xifa temporarily suppressed his curiosity.

The professor will never harm himself. When he reaches his destination, he will naturally know it.

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The gold-plated or solid gold door was opened silently.

The golden sunlight shines into the magnificent room through the crystal window, making the glittering gold vessels even more dazzling.

Thanks to having seen the wealth of Elise and other families, Xifa would be really shocked.

"I told Horace that the school is an office, so don't be so... flamboyant. However, he thought that this would show the power of the deputy principal of Hogwarts and help him argue with the officials of the Ministry of Magic...

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So you and Principal Armando Dippet acquiesced in Professor Slughorn doing this? Xifa laughed in his heart.

"sit..."

Dumbledore motioned to Xifa and others to sit on the dragon leather sofa.

He came to the floor-to-ceiling cabinet studded with gems on one side, stretched out his wand and pointed at it.

After a while, Dumbledore brought a bottle of blue, slightly viscous drink and sat down opposite Xifa.

This is definitely Professor Slughorn's favorite collection, or a flavored drink made by his exclusive method.

After all, Professor Slughorn is one of the top potions masters today.

Xifa temporarily lost his ability to cast spells, causing him to be unable to use the storage bag.

Elise prepared a pair of glasses for Xifa and poured an appropriate amount of wine into it.

Expressing his gratitude to Elise for her service, Xifa picked up the cup and took a sip.

Blueberry flavor, moderately sweet.

It feels like drinking the ice cream you bought in Diagon Alley.

Just an ordinary drink?

Xifa put down the glass and naturally looked at Professor Dumbledore.

"Drink two drinks first."

Hearing this, Xifa no longer hesitated, picked up the wine glass again and drank it all in one gulp.

Elise also quickly poured another glass for Xifa, and Xifa drank it all in one gulp.

"How does it feel?"

After two drinks, Xifa finally understood what this drink...no, what the potion was for.

Stimulate the magic power and make it more active.

"The magic power is more active, but other than that there are no changes."

Xifa felt it carefully and said honestly to the professor.

"Have another drink and hold out your arm."

Dumbledore stared at the back of Xifa's hand with glowing blue eyes, and spoke after a long time.

After doing what the professor asked, Xifa rolled up his sleeves and showed his arms in front of the professor.

Elise and others also moved their heads forward to look around, as if they wanted to observe something different.

"I'm sorry, Xifa..."

In the quiet room, Professor Dumbledore's voice suddenly sounded.

Facing Xifa's slightly confused eyes, Dumbledore continued.

"I didn't expect that the person who has sacrificed the most is you. The seal pattern engraved on your body, I have nothing to do for the time being..."

After hearing this, Xifa still remained calm

Elise and others were all ready to speak.

Because Professor Dumbledore meant that there was a slight chance for Xifa to have the ability to cast spells again.

"Don't worry, sit down."

Dumbledore's voice is always so reassuring.

But the three women also turned their eyes to Xifa, and after seeing him nodding slightly, they silently sat back down.

"The Sorting Hat is coming!"

If there's anything that looks out of place in this office, it's the Sorting Hat.

Other items, whether carpets or hanging paintings, are all the most luxurious items.

However, the Sorting Hat is covered with traces of time and is covered with patches...

However, this does not prevent Slughorn from making an exception and hanging it in the most conspicuous place.

That is the object that rides on the head of every little wizard at Hogwarts!

The Sorting Hat obeyed and flew onto Dumbledore's palm.

The professor stared at it and patted the non-existent dust.

Then Professor Dumbledore handed it to Xifa while falling into some ancient memories.

The Sorting Hat... seems to be able to pull something out of it.

The memory is too long ago, and Xifa, who hasn’t sorted it out yet, said he can’t remember it clearly.

Just as Xifa turned over and looked around, Dumbledore also woke up from the inexplicable memories.

"Put your hand in and see if you can pull something out."

Sure enough, Professor Dumbledore hoped to take out something like that himself.

This thing is - the sword of Gryffindor.

As expected.

Xifa easily took out the silver dagger with a ruby ​​inlaid near the handle.

It was indeed a dagger, Xifa thought it was a large dagger.

Rubbing the blade with his fingers, Xifa turned it over and looked at it.

Nothing special, I shrugged mentally.

Xifa casually handed it to the three women who were surrounding him and "looking at it with eager eyes."

Dumbledore's mouth twitched slightly when he saw this scene, and then he smiled bitterly.

"Xifa, this sword is temporarily lent to you."

"Give it to me, just for now?"

Xifa pointed his finger at himself in surprise, seeing that Dumbledore didn't seem to be joking.

He thought about it and felt that Dumbledore wanted to give him some ability to protect himself.

After all, there are many foreign "guests" coming to Hogwarts now. If there is a conflict, there must be some means.

Considering that he was going to experiment with the magic device made by Elise and others.

Xifa politely rejected Dumbledore's suggestion.

"No, no, no... Xifa, you misunderstood."

Dumbledore adjusted his mood and said seriously.

"Of course I know you just lost your ability to cast spells. Compared to ordinary little wizards, you have a body comparable to a giant dragon. They can't bully you."

Indeed, giving yourself this sword that can cut almost anything to deal with the provocations of the little wizard is not like using a cannon to kill mosquitoes.

Besides, outsiders don't know about my situation. Elise and others will always have at least one person by their side, who can do the magic for them.

"Try it and press your fingers on the ruby."

After saying that, Dumbledore looked at Xifa expectantly.

Xifa, on the other hand, took the Gryffindor sword handed over by Cassandra with a slight hesitation, and pressed his fingers on the ruby ​​​​with his free hand.