"Awesome!"
"Hehe, of course!"
Audrey folded her arms and snorted, "You're so good, Edward. Everyone knows about this, but I'm the only one who's been kept in the dark, right?"
"I'm sorry, I'm just worried that you might be too concerned about me and lose control of your mind.
She put her hands behind her back and walked closer, pursed her lips and said, "So, do you think that an 'audience' who cares so much about you...wouldn't notice that you changed someone midway?"
"ah?"
She walked closer: "Although it's all you...but the feeling is different after all. Even Susie can see this, how can I not see it?"
"???"
Edward couldn't help but be stunned. "So, after all this time... I'm the only one who was kept in the dark."
"Do you know how hard it is for me to pretend I know nothing? I'm an audience member, not an actor."
"…"
"Hmph, let's see if you dare to hide this kind of thing from me in the future."
"I don't dare, I don't dare."
Dumbledore looked at them, holding his chin and smiling:
It's great to be young.
...
At noon, Harry had just returned from Sirius's house and was taken to the headmaster's office by Snape.
He was looking confused when an old man with white hair and looking very frail slowly moved in front of him. Holding something similar to a doctor's stethoscope, he examined his chest bit by bit.
"Professor Dumbledore, who is this old gentleman...what is he doing?"
Audrey smiled and said, "Haven't you been looking for information about him some time ago?"
"Why?"
Harry was stunned, "You are... the creator of the Philosopher's Stone, Mr. Nicolas Flamel?"
"Oh, it's me, child," Nicolas Flamel asked softly, "Do you feel anything wrong?"
"Uncomfortable? No."
Harry scratched his head, then reacted and apologized: "I'm sorry sir, I... I didn't mean to swallow your Philosopher's Stone. At that time, I was trying to prevent the Death Eaters..."
"I understand, I understand, kid. I didn't come here for the Philosopher's Stone this time, but to make sure you're okay after swallowing it." He patted Harry's head, "You're very brave, Harry!"
Dumbledore then asked, "What's going on, Nico?"
"The Philosopher's Stone is gone."
Snape frowned and said, "Gone? Impossible, I'm sure Potter didn't spit it out or excrete it."
Harry looked at Snape in shock. What the hell did you do secretly?
Nicolas Flamel's tone was uncertain: "So I suspect that the Philosopher's Stone has been digested by this child."
Snape asked in a deep voice: "What will be the consequences?"
"I don't know." He shook his head. "In fact, over the past few hundred years, I have used the Philosopher's Stone to make elixirs of immortality for myself many times, but I have never thought of swallowing it directly."
Before Snape could say anything else, Dumbledore said, "Madam Pomfrey examined Harry's entire body. Her result was... Harry is even healthier than before."
Edward also raised his hand. "My divination results also confirmed that eating the Philosopher's Stone is not only harmless to Harry, but beneficial."
"But... after all, it's full of unknowns, isn't it?"
Dumbledore sighed, "But things have come to this. We can only observe Harry for a while and hope that he will be fine."
Nicolas Flamel looked at Dumbledore and said, "I'm sorry, Albus, I couldn't help you."
"No, I should be the one apologizing. After all, you are the one who suffered the loss."
"Oh, it doesn't matter. Anyway, when I handed over the Philosopher's Stone, I had already decided to embark on another journey with Perenelle."
The reactions of the adults in the office made Harry feel uneasy. He whispered, "I'm sorry. Did I get into trouble again?"
Dumbledore smiled warmly and said, "Oh of course not Harry. As Nico said, you are very brave and decisive. Although your actions may be reckless, they are definitely commendable and deserve 50 points for Gryffindor!"
Harry's eyes suddenly lit up.
"However, the consequences of eating the Philosopher's Stone are unknown after all, so we will need to observe you closely to ensure your safety, okay?"
"no problem."
"very good."
He looked at Snape, "Severus, Harry will be in your care from now on."
"What?!"
Harry was struck by lightning, and stammered, "No...shouldn't it be Professor McGonagall?"
"Oh, sorry. Minerva, you need to spend more energy to help me manage the school. Don't worry, Severus will definitely ensure your safety."
"But, but…"
Before he could finish, he was shrouded by a shadow. Snape stared at him with a gloomy face: "What the hell, do you have any opinion?"
"No…no!"
Harry felt desperate: It's over, the days ahead will be difficult!
...
As we all know, the witch-hunting movement in the Middle Ages was led by the church. Countless wizards, big and small, died in that movement, and wizards and the church became mortal enemies.
However, it is a bit of a hellish joke that wizards still celebrate Christmas every year.
The Christmas dinner at Hogwarts is much more sumptuous than the opening dinner.
The table was filled with plump roast turkeys, mountains of roast meat and boiled potatoes, huge plates of delicious sausages, bowls of peas mixed with butter, and dishes of rich gravy and lingonberry sauce.
Every few steps along the dining table, there will be piles of wizard lottery bags and firecrackers waiting for you, with various small gifts hidden inside. You can take them away if you like them.
As the children who stayed in school gradually arrived, Dumbledore raised his glass and said "Merry Christmas" loudly, then announced that everyone could enjoy their wine.
Audrey, Edward and Harry sat together, listening to Harry complain about the dark life that was coming. Ron ate heartily with both hands, while Hermione asked in a low voice questions about the battle on the 20th.
Lilith and Susie walked around the restaurant, opening one lottery bag after another. Whenever they found something they liked, they put it into the small pendant they wore around their necks.
Not long after, Hagrid also arrived. He was very tired these days because he had to deal with the surviving giants who came with the Death Eaters to attack Hogwarts.
The three little ones immediately came over and started chatting with him.
"Professor Edward, Miss Hall."
At this time, Emily Larson from Durmstrang came over. She first gave each person a small gift box, then looked at Edward and said, "I'm sorry, Professor Edward, I didn't mean to disturb you the last few times."
Edward said hurriedly: "I should be the one to say sorry. If I had been more patient, I might have discovered your request for help."
"I'm sorry...after all, it's because of me that those Death Eaters were able to stay hidden."
Audrey smiled and said, "Don't apologize to each other. It's over now. The Death Eaters and Voldemort are to blame, not any of us."
Emily nodded, "Then I won't bother you anymore."
With that, she turned back to the students at Durmstrang.
"What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"
Audrey asked.
Edward shook his head. "I was thinking, when I was fortune-telling about Durmstrang's students, I used three divination terms: 'The Dark Mark is related to him/her', 'He/she is under the influence of the Imperius Curse', and 'He/she will cause harm to Hogwarts', but Emily said no to all of them."
"Emily is not under the Imperius Curse, and she is certainly not a threat to Hogwarts."
"That's right, but this reminds me that even with the Genius on the Left, divination is still not omnipotent, because the result of divination is based on my divination statement. If the divination statement is not used accurately, a situation similar to Emily's may occur."
Just like the last time he divined his "new backer" at the Malfoy family, even though he used [Madness on the Right] to reverse the result, he actually met Ariana several days later, and there was even an incident of time travel in between.
As they were chatting, Snape suddenly stood up and walked out. Not long after, he came back with someone - Karkaroff from Durmstrang.
The students of Durmstrang were suddenly excited and started talking in low voices. Karkaroff was obviously much thinner than before. After greeting Dumbledore, he sat next to him stiffly - his appearance did not have much impact on the dinner.
Everyone enjoyed dinner and gave each other gifts until 9 o'clock when they left and returned to their respective dormitories.
Edward and Audrey walked side by side in the corridor of the castle. The walls on both sides were decorated with decorations of various sizes. Even the magic paintings were dressed in Christmas attire, looking very festive.
When they reached the fork leading to the Slytherin common room, Audrey stopped, raised her chin slightly, stretched out her white palm and said, "Where's my Christmas present?"
She wrinkled her nose. "You can't not give me a Christmas just because we don't celebrate Christmas in our world."
Edward scratched his head sheepishly, "I...I don't know what to give you."
"Oh, so what?"
He hesitated for a moment and took out a beautifully wrapped apple.
"???"
Audrey was at a loss.
"Ahem, in my hometown... my real hometown, people give an apple on Christmas Eve to represent peace."
Chapter 265 Teacher and Student
"Ahem, in my hometown... my real hometown, people give an apple on Christmas Eve to represent peace."
He said this in Chinese.
Audrey blinked.
"Oh, but today is Christmas."
Edward opened the box, revealing a red apple, and coughed, "So, it looks like an apple, but actually..."
He tapped the apple lightly and turned it into a transparent crystal ball.
"It's a memory ball."