Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Seeing the corpse of the basilisk lying on the ground, Voldemort's soul couldn't believe it. Although he knew that he would definitely not be able to defeat it, this method can kill the basilisk without any consumption, or relying on the power of "Golden Gallon" , It was really hard for him to accept.

"It's impossible, Dumbledore, it's absolutely impossible!"

"Times have changed, Tom." Dumbledore put away his wand, then picked up a fang that had fallen at his feet, and walked towards the black notebook that had been set aside.

Voldemort's young soul suddenly became tense: "Dumbledore, what are you going to do? Don't come here! Lucius, have you forgotten what I said when I gave you the notebook? I order you, stop him! Hurry up! Stop him!"

Malfoy watched everyone's unfriendly eyes on him, and McGonagall and the others clenched their wands tightly. He squeezed out an ugly smile: "Principal, please go ahead..."

Dumbledore squatted down, and Voldemort became even crazier. He even manipulated his nothing body to try to pick up the notebook, but Dumbledore was not a little wizard like Ginny, and the magic power entered in his notebook was enough for Voldemort's soul Appear.

Dumbledore raised his left hand holding the fang, inserted it straight into the center of the notebook, then quickly drew his wand and stood away.

With a terrible, sustained, eardrum-piercing scream, jets of ink spurted violently from the diary and trickled down the fangs to the floor. Voldemort's young soul twisted and struggled, his arms flailing, screaming, and then... he disappeared.

All was silent save for the sound of the ink still oozing from the fangs. The basilisk's venom had burned a hole through the diary, still hissing black smoke.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Dumbledore turned to look at Malfoy: "Lucius, aren't you going to say something?"

At this time, his face was pale, as if he had been tortured by a curse, and he was sweating profusely: "I...I don't understand what you mean, Dumbledore..."

Dumbledore didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and directly took out a piece of parchment and a glass bottle: "Here is a joint accusation from the school directors. They believe that your recent actions have caused Hogwarts' reputation to It is a huge harm, so I decided to remove your seat on the school board. What is in the crystal bottle is a memory, which belongs to a house elf named Dobby. I learned a very interesting thing, do you want to hear it. "

Lucius Malfoy panicked completely: "Don't do it, Principal Dumbledore! I voluntarily resign from the school board and give Dobby freedom. Please don't make this memory public!"

"Very well, Lucius," Dumbledore put away the crystal bottle, smiling like a fox, "then please sign this statement."

Malfoy signed his name on the parchment with a pale face, and gave Dobby a sock in desperation after Dumbledore summoned him.

"Dobby is free! Dobby is free!" After Dumbledore unleashed Dobby, he held the sock aloft, looking at it excitedly as if it were a priceless treasure.

Dumbledore then returned Dobby's memory to Malfoy in front of Malfoy, which made Dobby even more grateful.

"Okay, the story of the Chamber of Secrets is over. Deans of the colleges, please inform the students of all grades when you go back, Hogwarts security warning contact, everyone can continue to study and go to school. In addition, the final exam of this semester will be carried out as usual. "

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Another half month has passed since the death of the basilisk. During this half month, Aristophanes accepted Dumbledore's commission and quietly produced a batch of magic scrolls and handed them to him. A batch of relatively high-end goods.

It is worth mentioning that,

Furong wrote to him, saying that they had successfully researched how to guide the energy of the rune "?" The new direction was completed by the students independently without his guidance, and it was completely different from his harmful runes, so it could be said that they had walked out of their own way.

In the blink of an eye, it was the final exam again. Although so many things happened at Hogwarts this school year, the final exam was not ambiguous at all, and there was no shortage of theory and practice, which made the students burnt out.

Soon it was time to go home again, Harry and the others occupied a cubicle alone, first played "Crackle Explosion", then practiced disarming each other with magic, and finally practiced what Aristophanes taught before. Their spellcasting control tricks.

Hermione was already like the Weasley brothers, who could control six or seven balls of shredded paper flying above their heads, while Daphne and Harry had four or five, and Neville could only control three.

"Why don't you come to my house to play, my grandma will welcome you very much." Neville suddenly invited.

"The owl will contact you at that time, I don't know what it will be like when I go back this year." Harry stopped training and said dully.

"It's okay, Harry, the teacher came to warn them in person, your uncle and aunt will definitely not go too far. If you can't do it, you can continue to live in my house, my mother likes you!" Daphne said with a smile.

At this time, the train slowly arrived at the station. They lifted their luggage, got off the train and joined the crowded crowd, and walked slowly towards the enchanted partition wall.

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

"You really don't want to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Aristophanes?"

"No professor, this position is still too early for me," Aristophanes replied, "I plan to visit other continents, increase my experience, and collect some rare materials from Mr. LeMay's notes, about It will take a year. When I come back, I can take an elective course and talk about alchemy."

"It seems that I can't persuade you anymore, remember to be safe, I have a plan here that needs your participation." As he spoke, Dumbledore took out a letter and a badge and handed it to him, "This is my A letter to Ilvermorny principal Agilbert Fontana, the badge is my personal proof, you can go to him when you arrive in North America, he will help you."

Aristophanes accepted the two items, bid farewell to Dumbledore, turned and walked out of the principal's office.

At the end of July, Aristophanes left Flitwick's house and flew to the United States at London Heathrow Airport, officially starting his round-the-world tour.

His plan is to visit magic schools in various regions, from North America to South America, then East Asia, Africa, and finally return to Europe. Of course, during this period, he will also selectively go to some ancient sites with mysterious preservation recorded by LeMay.

Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, located atop Mount Greylock in Massachusetts, USA, was his first stop. Of course, there are also reasons why Dumbledore commissioned it.

When he set foot on the American continent, Ilvermorny School had sent a teacher to wait for him at the airport.

"Hi, I'm Ken, Ken Evans, and I'm here to wait for you under the entrustment of Headmaster Fontana. You must be Mr. Flitwick."

"Hi, Mr. Evans, I'm Aristophanes." Aristophanes reached out and took Ken's hand.

"Please follow me, the principal is already waiting."

"OK."

Then Aristophanes followed Ken out of the airport and... into an old carriage pulled by a creature that Aristophanes had never seen before.

"Sit tight, Mr. Flitwick, we're leaving soon." Ken said, closing the door. After seeing Aristophanes put away the luggage, he took out his wand and waved it, the carriage started to move slowly, and then flew lightly into the sky with a slight tremor.

The two chatted on the road. When Ken asked Aristophanes if he had cast the Confusion Curse, he admitted it directly, otherwise how could he take the plane to the United States so smoothly with his appearance?

Soon the carriage flew into a cloud of mist, and Aristophanes looked out of the window, unable to see anything due to the grayness.