Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts

Les opened the door in the corridor on the fourth floor and found the three-headed dog Lu Wei sleeping soundly. new

Not bad. Les nodded. Although he used the sleeping potion he left behind, it at least proved that Daphne could identify the type of potion and use it correctly.

Continuing deeper, Les noticed something unusual in the Devil's Vine. When he took a closer look, he couldn't help but laugh: Daphne, this girl, actually suffered a bit here.

When he saw the shabby door behind the Feitian Key Group, Les' facial muscles twitched twice.

He felt that he needed to be concerned about the state of Daphne's spiritual world. For some reason, some of her behaviors were very Gryffindor-like, which made Les a little worried. It was unacceptable that a weed named Godric appeared in the field that he had carefully cared for.

Could it be because he stayed with that Potter and Weasley for a long time? Les's thoughts couldn't help but wander.

While running away, he conjured up a rope to catch the key that had lost half of its wings and could hardly fly - he could force open the door, but this behavior was too Gryffindor, so Les chose to use the correct key. The idea breaks through.

Along the way, in addition to observing the traces left by the three young wizards and judging their methods of clearance, Rice was also carefully looking for traces of Dumbledore.

He believed that Professor Dumbledore should be quietly behind the little wizard, watching them take risks.

But the more he searched, the more confused he became: there was no trace of him here at all, and he couldn't feel the presence of Dumbledore's magic at all. The few traps he left behind after he walked in showed no signs of being triggered, indicating that no one had come in since he entered here.

This is extremely strange. With his insight, almost no one can hide it from his eyes, not even his three companions. Someone has invented some kind of profound invisibility spell over the millennium, which makes him unable to hide it from him at all. Found him?

Dumbledore, I'm here, where are you? !

A crazy idea came to Rice's mind: Dumbledore wasn't here, was he? Les was shocked when this idea came into his mind.

When arranging training for young wizards of Harry and Daphne's age, there are two key points that must be grasped. One is to make the young wizards participating in the training believe that they are really training alone, and the other is to never really Let them experience it alone.

If we really let it go, it would be useless for the wizarding family to maintain a fertility rate like that of the Weasley family.

Rice sincerely admired Dumbledore's courage. He may have already known that it was Daphne who fought off Quirrell in the Forbidden Forest. It was not difficult to guess: it was not Harry, Hagrid was not here, and the Centaur was late. You could all deduce this by the process of elimination. But how did he know that Harry would take Daphne with him? What if Daphne refuses? Also, he believes too much in Daphne's fighting ability, right?

Of course, there is a possibility that Dumbledore knew he was coming, so he just didn't come, but this possibility is better than Harry Potter taking off his mask and revealing Gryffindor's face. The probability is low.

etc……

It has nothing to do with what teammates Harry brings!

After getting rid of the underworld scene of Harry tearing his skin apart and revealing Godric's face, Les suddenly had a realization: with Dumbledore's design, no one except Harry would enter the final stage. One level!

The fireproof potion that can pass through the flame door in the last level is only a small sip, only enough for one person to drink. This must be Dumbledore's design. The purpose is to restrict other young wizards and only let Harry enter the last level - to Harry's character and eloquence, the potion of this person will only fall into his mouth in the end.

As for Quirrell, Les felt that he would not bother to do the logical reasoning question at all. He only needed to cast a fire protection spell on himself to walk through the fire door, so he would not waste time on it.

His unnecessary behavior accidentally ruined Dumbledore's hard work: he poured out the fireproof potion and hid a set of potion-making tools and two potion-making tools in the small room. The raw materials for a fireproof potion - now even Daphne can enter the final level.

Through Dumbledore's design, Rice came to a new conclusion: Dumbledore was confident that even if a pair faced Quirrell, Harry would not be harmed.

Is it because of the ancient magic in Harry? I see!

He had taken the opportunity to observe Harry at close range before, and then Les discovered something unusual about Harry: there was something strange in the magic he exuded. Unfortunately, due to the lack of evidence and the fact that he was not familiar with Harry and could not conduct in-depth research, Rice was unable to draw a clear conclusion. He could only make a general judgment that a very rare and lost spell had been cast on Harry. This spell was a bit strange. It had the properties of defensive magic but also felt like a curse. This made Les extremely confused.

Les finally figured out why Dumbledore really dared to let Harry, a first-year wizard, deal with the murderer who coveted the Sorcerer's Stone - Harry's magic spell could protect him.

This opened Les's eyes and made him curious about the spell: What kind of spell can have this effect?

He couldn't help but quicken his pace.

When he rushed to the room with the chessboard, he saw that the ground had been restored to its original state, the black and white chess pieces were rearranged for the game, and Ron was sleeping soundly in the middle of the chessboard.

Young people have good sleep quality, just fall asleep. Les smiled and moved Ron outside the chessboard, then took out his wand.

If I have enough time, I wouldn't mind playing a game with you, but I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry. Les smiled at the chessmen: What's more, I really have no confidence that I can beat you, and you guys are not like That child, Daphne, is willing to let me have a few children.

Looking at these chess pieces, bits and pieces from when he and Daphne played wizard chess gradually came to mind...

[Wait a minute, I just landed in the wrong place! 】

[You remember wrongly, this knight is originally black! 】

【Hidden chess? ! What do you take me for? 】

[Let the third son? ! Daphne, you are going too far. A knight or a bishop is enough for me~

Let’s add a soldier this time...]

Les couldn't help laughing. After some recollection, he had a clear understanding of his chess skills, so he chose to use tricks off the chessboard to win so as not to waste time.

A thin and long water line emerged from the tip of Rice's staff.

He hadn't used water element magic for a long time, and now that he was using it, he really missed it.

Not many people probably know now that what I'm best at is water elemental spells... Rice muttered to himself, then flicked his wand, and an inconspicuous water line flew across the entire chessboard.

The next second, whether it was black or white, king or bishop, all the chess pieces on the chessboard were cut into pieces by the water line.

Sorry, I'm in a hurry. I can compensate you with my best water magic. Rice shook the water droplets from the tip of his staff and strode towards the opposite room.

Update is here! The second update will be a little later, let’s watch it when you get up in the morning~

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