I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Probably because of Dumbledore's trip to Austria, there were unexpectedly many Germanic cuisines at the school-opening banquet tonight.

Bavarian sweet mustard sausage, hot and sour; Vienna roast beef, cooked on the outside and tender on the inside; a large pot of Berlin sauerkraut stewed pork knuckle is even more fat and sweet.

There are also desserts... Black Forest Cherry Cake, which has the sweetness of cream, the bitterness of cherries, mixed with a touch of cherry wine, which makes people intoxicated.

They are all familiar tastes, Dumbledore is very satisfied, and the students have tasted it.

But most of the British students don't like German food, and while eating, they complain that the Germans have never tasted good things.

After the dinner, Rove left the Hufflepuff team and went to the principal's office alone.

He is going to get back his "cute"...the basilisk. I haven't seen each other for a Christmas, and I still miss that old thing.

But when he arrived at the office, Rove saw Dumbledore sitting there alone drinking, and when he saw the boy came, he even invited him to taste the special products he brought back...

German beer!

Back then, the army of the Roman Empire brought the brewing technology of ale, a bitter-sweet drink, back to Europe from the Mesopotamian plains.

The Germanic people living in Bavaria, Germany, improved it into beer brewing technology. Since then, beer that truly meets modern tastes has been truly born.

Therefore, the wine brewed in Bavaria, the hometown of beer, is just one word...authentic!

When the wine was mentioned, the portraits of the headmasters on the wall stopped pretending to be asleep and chatted endlessly.

"What kind of Bavarian beer, it tastes terrible, far inferior to witch wine!" Phineas Black said with a face of disdain:

"I used to take Hogwarts students to a magic potion tournament in Japan, and I was lucky enough to taste the witch wine there."

Phineas tutted and recalled:

"A seventeen-year-old girl chewed the cooked rice lightly with a small cherry mouth, then stirred it with a small pink tongue, then spit it into the bottle with Jinjin in her mouth, and sealed it.

Then let it ferment naturally for a full 180 days, and finally it became witch wine. "

As a loyal supporter of pure blood, Phineas did not forget to remind:

"Remember, you have to choose a pure-blood witch, not a mixed-blood witch, it doesn't smell like that!"

Hearing Phineas' description, the other principals scolded him for being disgusting.

"It's really disgusting!" The old principal Fusco rubbed his red nose and said angrily:

"Isn't it just saliva wine? Witch wine?! Can it be compared with the beer from Andejes Abbey?

I drank it once in the past, the taste is slightly bitter, the aftertaste is sweet, and the aroma of wheat lingers on the tip of the tongue... Like a nun wearing only black gauze, standing in front of you, sexy yet dignified, faintly adding a bit of charm... ..."

"Thank you for sharing, Fusco, that's enough." Dumbledore interrupted hastily.

Rove twitched the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that all these old principals possessed special skills, and it seemed that they all played well when they were young.

Of course, the current headmaster was not a fuel-efficient lamp when he was young.

After the boy drank all the beer in the cup, he put it gently on the table and asked actively:

"Professor Dumbledore, what happened to the basilisk?"

Dumbledore handed Roff another horn of beer, and with a flick of his wand, stirred the fire in the grate.

"Rove, that basilisk cannot be returned to you for the time being."

Rove said solemnly: "Is there really something wrong with it?"

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, and said, "Did you notice that it always calls itself 'we'?"

"I always thought it was locked in the secret room for too long, and it was a little schizophrenic." Rove frowned.

"I thought so too at first, but after careful study, I found out." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "The basilisk called us actually because there are two souls in its body, which are intertwined with each other. "

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a delicate silver instrument in the distance flew to the desk, and the old man tapped it lightly with the tip of his wand.

The instrument started to run immediately, making a rhythmic jingle sound, and wisps of light green smoke spewed out from the small silver tube at the top, gathering and lingering in the air.

Rove stared intently at the light smoke, frowning.

Seconds later, the few wisps of smoke turned into a steady stream, getting thicker and thicker, hovering in the air...into a two-headed snake.

The two heads of the double-headed snake are of different colors, and one of them is like a plant "grafted" on the basilisk.

"This is the soul of the basilisk. The two heads are obviously not one. One of them should come from a wizard."

Luo Fu was a little stunned, and he couldn't believe it: "Could that basilisk be... a Horcrux?"

Hearing Rove say the word "Horcrux", Dumbledore didn't show a surprised expression on his face.

The boy had told him before that the basilisk tried to teach him Slytherin magic and tricked him into making Horcruxes in order to live forever.

It was also because of this that Dumbledore paid extra attention to the basilisk, and even took it to Austria to find a professional to re-examine it for him.

"You're right." Dumbledore nodded slowly, "That basilisk is indeed a Horcrux."

Rove suppressed the horror in his heart, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Who would make it?"

As far as he knew, at least Salazar Slytherin, Corvinus Gaunt and Voldemort had been in contact with the basilisk.

Voldemort certainly can't.

As for Corvinus Gunter, he has lived for more than two hundred years and has not died yet. He sensed the aura of a basilisk on Rove, so he wanted to trade him away... The probability is indeed very high.

If it's Salazar Slytherin's Horcrux, then there's a serious problem.

"The builder's level is very high, and it's entangled with the soul of the basilisk. I don't know whose Horcrux it is for the time being." Dumbledore shook his head and said:

"Therefore, I put that basilisk in the place of an old friend, and asked him to help guard and study it."

"During the summer vacation, I guess I've done enough research. I can take you to meet him."

Rove raised his eyebrows. Dumbledore went to Austria, and Nurmengard Prison was in Austria.

His "old friend" should be Grindelwald, right?

Speaking of it, Rove still remembers that his grandfather Newt and Grindelwald were enemies, and there was some emotional entanglement because of "someone".

Dumbledore took Newt's grandson to see Grindelwald... making sure he wouldn't irritate the former Dark Lord, let him ask another question:

"What is the reason that Albus Dumbledore likes you so much?"

While Rove was thinking wildly, sitting on a chair, Dumbledore crossed his hands and asked:

"I got a letter from Nico, Peter Pettigrew appeared?"

"Yes, Professor." Rove nodded hastily. "Shirley and I speculate that Peter probably stole a Time-Turner from the Department of Mysteries."

Dumbledore looked flat, nodded and said: "I see."

"Professor, you don't seem very worried?" Rove wondered.

That's a time-turner!

"Worried?" Dumbledore said with a mysterious smile, "Why should I worry about a dead man?

Don't forget, you already killed him at the Shrieking Shack on Halloween night. "

"Peter must have seen the newspaper and knew about his death." Rove frowned and said:

"Would he use a time-turner to go back to Halloween night and stop this from happening?"

"Rove, Pettigrew Peter's death is already doomed, just like the Chudley Cannons will be at the bottom of this year's league."

Dumbledore smiled and said:

"Whether he wants to save himself or not, this cannot be prevented. Even if he wants to save himself, he may personally promote his own death."

Dumbledore raised his glass, drank it like a booze, and sighed softly:

"This is fate!"

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