Chapter 191 Principal’s Office

In the Forbidden Forest, Dumbledore was still studying the diary that had been soaked in black blood. At the same time, his huge sea of ​​mental power was sweeping the entire open space over and over again.

Snape stood quietly beside Dumbledore, perhaps because he noticed that Dumbledore was sweeping the surroundings with his mental power. Snape asked aloud: "Did you find anything?"

"Boy Mike didn't lie. This is indeed a Horcrux." Dumbledore put away the diary and said calmly, "Let's go. We'll talk about other things when we get back to school."

After saying that, Dumbledore walked towards Hogwarts Castle, taking Hagrid with him on the way.

But instead of removing Hagrid's petrification, he used a levitation spell to make Hagrid float behind him.

Snape originally wanted to say something, but after glancing at Hagrid who was still maintaining his original posture, he stopped talking and silently followed Dumbledore's footsteps.

"Oh, by the way, Severus." Dumbledore seemed to have thought of something. He turned to Snape behind him and winked playfully, "First collect the venom from the Acromantula here. Go back, thank you."

Snape's face suddenly darkened. Although he had already scolded Dumbledore's whole family in his heart, he still obeyed Dumbledore's order and took out his wand without saying a word and began to collect venom.

Compared with Mike, Snape's efficiency was much higher. With a slight wave of his wand, a small transparent water column quickly floated out from the body of an Acromantula, and finally fell into Snape's hand. Disappeared in a glass container.

Snape waved his wand repeatedly, and it didn't take long to deal with all the Acromantulas in the clearing.

After doing all this, Snape shook his robes vigorously and left the clearing without looking back.

After Snape walked away, the charred corpse of a centaur in the open space suddenly moved.

Immediately afterwards, an Acromantula hatchling the size of an adult's fist suddenly emerged from the Centaur's chest. It shook its body to shake off the ashes. The Acromantula turned its head and looked in the direction Snape left. , those eight eyes are shining with human brilliance.

The next moment, as if it had seen enough, the Acromantula withdrew its sight and crawled toward the dense forest.

It seems that because it is very unadapted to this eight-legged crawling method, the crawling posture of this Acromantula is very twisted, and its moving speed is also very slow. But this posture did not last long. While crawling and adjusting its posture, the Acromantula quickly adapted and quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

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Mike followed Professor Flitwick all the way to Mrs. Pomfleur's infirmary. Because the battle was too fierce, Mike only now felt the pain in his chest and the weakness caused by excessive blood loss.

When the two came to the infirmary, Mrs. Pomfleur was treating Percy. Percy's injury was very serious. Because Mike used white blood on his broken arm, the wound had begun to heal, so the subsequent treatment was The arm creates a big hindrance.

Just as Professor Flitwick was about to step forward to ask, Mrs. Pomfleur glared at her angrily. Then Mrs. Pomfleur lowered her head and continued to treat Percy, ignoring Mike and Professor Flitwick.

Professor Flitwick scratched his head in embarrassment, and he became even more anxious when he saw that Mike looked pale and weak.

"Hello, Professor Flitwick." The freckle-faced Soraka said coyly, "Let me treat Mike."

Upon hearing this, a look of horror immediately appeared on Mike's face, and he quickly shook his head like a rattle.

Soraka's previous treatment on him has left a deep shadow in his heart. Now he would rather die than let Soraka treat him again. This is not because Mike is too weak, but because he suddenly wakes up and finds himself The scene of being disemboweled is really horrifying.

But Professor Flitwick, who was so anxious that he didn't care about Mike's own opinion, agreed almost without hesitation.

So under Mike's horrified gaze, Soraka took out a bottle of purple potion with a smile, opened the lid and raised it in front of Mike.

"Mike, here comes the medicine." Soraka said softly, "This is an increased dose of the water of life and death. I promise you will never wake up during the operation this time."

After saying that, Soraka licked her lips, looking impatient.

Facing Soraka like this, Mike naturally gritted his teeth and refused to drink.

Professor Flitwick took action and relaxed Mike's facial muscles with just one movement.

Soraka smiled and bowed to Professor Flitwick, and then drank a large bottle of water of life and death under Mike's desperate eyes.

After the potion entered his body, Mike felt as if what he drank was the cold wind from December. An extremely cold force flowed down his throat and spread through every blood vessel in him, almost instantly. , Mike stopped thinking and lost consciousness.

Seeing that Mike had fallen asleep, Soraka exhaled softly, bowed to Professor Flitwick again, and moved Mike to an operating room nearby.

It was the evening of the next day when Mike woke up again. The difference from last time was that this time Mike's ward was empty, and Penello and the others did not come to see him.

Looking at the dim sunshine outside the window, Mike rubbed his groggy head, trying to dispel all the sleepiness remaining in the water of life and death.

Yawning, Mike took off his hospital gown and looked down at his chest.

He saw that the wound that had been torn open again due to excessive movements during the battle had now been re-bandaged, and even the pain could not be felt.

Nodding with satisfaction, Mike got out of bed and prepared to go to Dumbledore's office.

Although Dumbledore said at the time that he would wait until he recovered from his injuries before going to the principal's office, Mike still felt that the sooner he went, the better, otherwise he would not feel comfortable having this matter in his mind.

Perhaps because it was lunch time and the infirmary was empty, Mike walked out of the infirmary easily and came to the door of the principal's office.

The principal's office is located on the eighth floor of Hogwarts like the Room of Requirement. There is an ugly and ferocious monster stone statue at the door. Visitors must read the correct password before the monster statue will get out of the way, revealing the real entrance inside.

Mike looked at the monster stone statue in front of him and couldn't help but think of a legend about Dumbledore and the Room of Requirement.

It is said that Dumbledore once attended a cocktail party and was about to return to his office, but on the way he suddenly felt the need to urinate, so Dumbledore happened to enter the Room of Requirement while half drunk and half awake.

Because all Dumbledore was thinking about at the time was finding a place to relieve himself, the Room of Requirement turned into a room full of spittoons. Finally, Dumbledore held an extremely ornately decorated spittoon and started doing that. He even took it back to his office and didn't find it until the next day.

Shaking his head to get rid of his random thoughts, Mike straightened his clothes and silently entered a closed-brain state, and then spoke the password.

"Vanilla ice cream!"

"The password is correct."

The monster stone statue lightly highlighted four characters and moved to the side, revealing the wall behind it.

Then the wall suddenly cracked, and a spiral staircase appeared in front of Mike.

Mike walked along the stairs for a while, and a shiny oak door appeared in front of him, with a brass door knocker in the shape of a griffon.

Mike reached forward to knock on the door, but before his hand could touch the door, the oak door opened automatically.

Slowly walking into the principal's office, Mike saw a spacious circular room in front of him. In the center of the room was a huge eagle-legged table, with the tabletop covered with miscellaneous parchments.

The closet next to the room is filled with all kinds of silverware, mostly tableware such as forks and knives, but there are also some exquisite silver statues. It seems that Dumbledore has the habit of collecting silverware.

Behind the oak door is a wooden shelf. A beautiful bird with a red body is standing on the shelf and looking at Mike curiously.

Mike knew without guessing that this must be Fawkes, the phoenix raised by Dumbledore.

He didn't look carefully enough in the amphitheater before. When he got closer, Mike realized that the phoenix looked very old. Mike couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch Fox, but a hoarse voice suddenly called. Cut him off.

"Don't touch it, you country boy."

Mike was so frightened by the sound that he almost came out of the closed-brain state. He patted his chest twice and then looked up to where the sound came from.

I saw five magical portraits hanging neatly on one wall of the principal's office. These were all the past principals of Hogwarts.

The speaker was a chubby, somewhat bald old wizard. At this moment, he was staring at Mike fiercely, as if Mike had just done something terribly evil.

Mike recognized him. He was Phineas Black. He came from the Black family, one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families. He was known as one of the most unpopular headmasters in the history of Hogwarts.

Mike didn't know what he had done to earn such a title, but judging from what he had just done, it was not surprising that he would receive such a title after his death.

"Phoenix, you are really annoying!" In a painting frame not far away, an old witch with long silver curly hair suddenly opened her eyes and frowned, "No wonder everyone doesn't like you."

After saying that, he looked at Mike again, his frown quickly relaxed, and he put on a smile and said, "It's okay kid, don't be afraid of that fat bald old man."

As soon as this statement came out, all the other portraits around him burst into laughter, and Mike couldn't help but cast his eyes on Phoenix's shining forehead.

I don't know which unscrupulous guy actually added some white paint to Phoenix's portrait to make his forehead look sparkling.

Amid the laughter of the crowd, Phoenix's face in the portrait immediately darkened. Just as he was about to say something, an old and familiar voice came over.

"Well, it seems that you have already met the previous principals of Hogwarts."

Upon hearing Dumbledore's half-joking words, the portraits hanging on the wall immediately stopped moving, closed their eyes and began to pretend to sleep.

Mike looked at Dumbledore speechlessly. He couldn't understand why these portraits were so afraid of Dumbledore. They were obviously Dumbledore's predecessors and should have a higher status than Dumbledore.

"I'm sorry Mike, I just went to get some food." Dumbledore placed a bag of invisible stretching spells on the eagle-foot table, "Don't be stunned, sit down and eat together, I guess you He must not have eaten yet.”

Mike watched Dumbledore take out bags of candies and cakes one after another from the bag, and couldn't help but swallow. He also loved sweets.

"Thank you, Professor."

Mike came to the eagle-legged table, took a piece of cake handed over by Dumbledore and took a big bite.

The moment it entered his mouth, a sweet aroma of cake and a wonderful aroma of chocolate filled Mike's mouth, making Mike couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Dumbledore laughed out loud when he saw the enjoyment on Mike's face, looking very happy.

"How about it, it's not bad." Dumbledore said, "This is Bee Duke's traditional chocolate cake. I also asked them to add double honey on top. It's simply the best!"

"Yeah, it's delicious. Principal, you are such a gourmet!"

After Mike praised Dumbledore, he wolfed down the cake in his hand. He hadn't eaten anything for a whole day. He had just woken up before and hadn't felt anything yet. Now he took a bite of the cake and instantly felt the hunger in his belly.

Perhaps influenced by Mike's eating style, Dumbledore also picked up a large piece of cake and started eating it.

As a result, the sound of two people chewing was the only thing left in Dumbledore's office.

Ten minutes later, Mike collapsed on the soft chair and patted his belly with satisfaction. He ate a total of three large pieces of cake before he was completely full.

Dumbledore looked at him with a smile. He had already ended the battle when Mike started the third piece of cake.

"Try this Mike again, the cockroach pile, a wonderful candy!"

Seeing that Mike had also ended the battle, Dumbledore smiled, took out a large bag from the drawer and placed it in front of Mike.

Mike was shocked when he heard about Cockroach Pile. He had heard about Cockroach Pile, a devilish candy, for a long time.

He carefully opened a small opening in the bag, and saw that the bag was full of huge dark brown cockroaches, most of which were still alive. When Mike opened the bag, they rushed towards the mouth of the bag.