Hogwarts: Storm Chaser

Ralph withdrew the electric light, held it with his palm, and the electric light submerged into his body. A comfortable feeling swam in his body, exuding magic power and warming himself. It was like eating his mother's electric grilled fish for the first time.

Several people walked into this messy room and looked around.

Principal Dumbledore released a large-scale detection magic, which made the principal raise his eyebrows.

"What's the matter, Albus?" asked Professor Flitwick.

"The magic power of these items has been forcibly extracted." Principal Dumbledore picked up the broken Wolf Frisbee that attacked Ralph and the others before, and handed it to Professor Flitwick.

Professor Flitwick took it, rubbed it for a while, and nodded.

"It seems that the previous lightning has drained away the magic power here. It is safe." The professor expressed his speculation.

The principal nodded and picked out a letter from the trash heap. He read it with great interest, and from time to time his lips curled up into a meaningful smile.

Ralph and the others stretched their heads to read it. It was a love letter. It was well written, so they read on. When they finally saw the signature, their expressions changed.

Professor Flitwick was limited by his height and couldn't squeeze in. Just when he was about to give up, he saw the changes in William's and others' expressions. He conjured up a small pony, stood on it, and got closer.

'Oh, it turns out to be a love letter. It's pretty well written. It should be a Ravenclaw.' Professor Flitwick thought, and when he saw the end, he was stunned for a moment. Boy confessing to a boy?

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In the end, everyone gave their heartfelt blessings, and the writer threw away the letter himself.

"Is the secret passage in this house? Where does it lead to?" Principal Dumbledore asked, looked around, and said with a smile:

"It seems a little hard to find? Do you want me to help?"

Daniel and the others looked at Ralph. Ralph looked at the complicated environment around him and felt it was difficult to deal with it.

"Okay, Principal. This is the secret passage to the Pig's Head Bar." Ralph thanked him.

"The Pig's Head Bar!" Principal Dumbledore seemed to be lost in some kind of longing.

The four students looked at the fascinated principal, not knowing what to do.

"I can't help it. As we get older, it's easy to recall the past. Let Albus recall it." Professor Flitwick said softly. Then he taught them about the Pig's Head Bar and Hogsmeade.

Under Professor Flitwick's vivid introduction, everyone became more and more looking forward to Hogsmeade, and at the same time, they also hoped to find this secret passage.

With everyone's unanimous expectation for the secret passage, the room began to change and turned into a passage. Principal Dumbledore was also awakened by the changes. He looked at the changes around him and knew something.

Then he told everyone about his past experience. When the principal was at school, he once wandered in this corridor and felt a fullness in his lower abdomen.

Then, he saw a door. When he opened it, it was full of luxurious toilets, gold, diamond-encrusted, handicrafts...

Since he left that time, he has never found it again. Unexpectedly, he has found it now.

With his strong thinking ability and some rumors in the joint school, Principal Dumbledore quickly deduce the function and use of this room clearly.

When he shared these contents with everyone, he suddenly thought that once Minerva knew about this, she would definitely develop and utilize this magical room to contribute to the school, and she would definitely come to him to discuss the matter.

Thinking of these, he felt a headache.

After the principal finished speaking, he explained some precautions to everyone, reminded William that they should not disclose this information for the time being, and left.

Only the five of them, Claude, William and Daniel, looked at each other, a little confused. Only Ralph and Professor Flitwick knew the truth.

They walked along the passage and finally opened a "door" and arrived at the Pig's Head Bar.

"Sorry, Ariana. I didn't know you were here." Ralph noticed the figure on the "door", which turned out to be Ariana's portrait.

Ariana in the picture smiled and shook her head to show that she didn't care.

Then, Ralph introduced her friends and professors. They all greeted the girl in the painting enthusiastically, which made her very happy.

Then Aberforth came, walking briskly at first and then steadily.

"Hey! Aberforth." Ralph greeted him happily.

Aberforth responded with a smile, invited everyone to sit down, and served everyone a cup of butterbeer, and it was a rare clean cup.

This surprised Professor Flitwick and raised his eyebrows at Aberforth. Aberforth responded with a look that showed no signs of weakness and signaled him to stop talking nonsense. The professor smiled.

Then, like a child, Ralph told Aberforth what he had seen at school.

Aberforth also listened attentively, and even took a small notebook to write it down, saying that other neighbors also wanted to know about it, and complained that Ralph didn't write to them, and they didn't even know which college he was assigned to.

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Hearing this, Ralph also felt embarrassed. This was the first time his roommates had seen Ralph like this. Like those girls, he was really cute.

Later, when it was getting late, Aberforth brought some drinks and snacks as gifts to Ralph and his friends, including the professor. Then, he sent them into the secret passage.

"Ralph, remember to visit Bonnie and Ambrosio. Come to me first. If you don't go to theirs, they will be angry." Aberforth finally said.

"Hey! Aberforth, I'm still here." Professor Flitwick said pretending to be dissatisfied.

"I'm sure they won't be caught, right, Filius." Aberforth winked at Professor Flitwick.

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The portrait once again covered the passage, leaving Aberforth and Ariana alone in the Ruoda bar.

Aberforth stroked the person in the portrait and said softly:

"He is a good boy, isn't he? If I had been braver back then..."

Her voice was full of regret. Ariana looked at her brother with a worried look.

"Sorry for making you worry." Aberforth smiled again and said to the portrait, "Good night, Ariana, I'm going to bed."

Looking at Aberforth's leaving figure, Ariana in the painting stamped her feet. She sat on the chair in the painting, resting her chin on her hands, looking at the empty bar with lonely eyes.

She had no home, and neither did her two brothers; she longed for a home, just as Aberforth and Albus longed for one.

A portrait of a young girl in bloom and two gray-haired old men spending a warm holiday together. This is her greatest wish and also her weakest wish.

The grievances, regrets, self-blame and annoyance spanning half a century have deeply infiltrated every inch of my soul.

It was late at night, and a waning moon hung in the sky.