People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning

The figure of the gray-haired old man has disappeared behind the bar.

The silver-haired old man walked into the room familiarly, and the door closed automatically.

He walked through the bar, through another door behind the counter, and climbed a rickety wooden staircase into a living room.

The decor of the living room is old but warm.

There is a large oil painting hanging above the small fireplace. In the painting, a blond girl looks blankly and tenderly into the room.

"What's wrong? My elite brother?"

"Are you tired of being the greatest wizard and want to debase yourself and return to your small family?"

The gray-haired old man said sarcastically. He turned his back to the entrance, staring at his protruding, vein-covered hands without looking back.

He seemed to want to say something more sarcastic and poignant. But under the gaze of the girl in the oil painting, he still kept his mouth shut.

This is unreasonable.

This painting is an incomplete magic painting.

Magic paintings are usually hung on the walls and walls of magical buildings. The people inside are all dead people, who can move freely in the portraits, talk noisily, and sometimes get drunk. They can come and go at will in their own portraits and visit each other.

But they are not real lives. The reason why they can do all the above is because the painter or wizard himself injected traces into the magic painting.

Therefore, most portraits can only say a few words similar to mantras without visiting each other - the portraits and the traces between the portraits collide and derive from each other.

But the portrait in the magic painting in front of me had not been injected with any trace when it was born.

She was supposed to be unable to speak, and like the character on the chocolate frog card, she could only blink and hide in shyness.

But now, the girl's portrait seems to be able to see the gray-haired old man's rudeness and respond.

It's as if it has self-awareness.

Like, now her eyes were on someone else in the room. His eyes were full of joy.

The silver-haired old man, Albus Dumbledore, made no excuses.

There was no excuse that he had never been freed. He wanted to be Ariana's brother more than the greatest white wizard.

He took care of himself and bore the sarcasm from his brother, as if this would make him feel better.

The gaze in the oil painting seemed like a sharp sword to him, and he began to lower his head to avoid it unconsciously.

Just when the silence seemed to freeze the inside of the hot summer cabin, Fox appeared with a burst of fire, not elegant at all, and his feathers exploded.

It was chirping, seemingly forgetting that it was a phoenix.

"Please take your bird and get out of my room!" Aberforth said roughly.

"Fawkes?" Albus was also very surprised by its current state. It was like seeing Snape and Sirius shaking hands and making peace.

Fox had never been so out of control since he met it as a child.

Even though it is approaching its twilight years and is about to be reborn from the ashes, the feathers on its body are still neat and tidy.

And the beautiful singing voice of the phoenix can also chirp?

Foxburn, on the other hand, was overwhelmed with anxiety. It wanted Albus to summon the Patronus and become one with it.

Then he will understand everything.

Until it saw the oil painting.

quack! Fawkes took Albus' sleeve and pointed his finger in the direction of the painting.

Aberforth, who had been watching the joke, couldn't sit still for the first time.

"This has something to do with Ariana?"

Fox nodded.

Aberforth stood up suddenly.

Albus's expression also changed from surprise to solemnity.

They immediately thought of Godric's Hollow, mother and Ariana's tomb.

But first, they need to go to the principal's office and read the letter.

Fox knew Ariana.

Letters in the magical world store not only text, but some also store sounds and images, so it is normal for Fox, who is illiterate, to be able to understand the letters.

And it could also be a message - conveyed through a portrait in a magic painting.

Aberforth suppressed his disgust and put his hand on Albus's shoulder.

Albus turned to Fawkes and said, "Let's go."

There was a flash of fire.

The two disappeared from the spot, and the warm phoenix magic brushed through their bodies.

Suddenly, they had reached their destination.

In the principal's office, all the portraits woke up.

But they all held their 'breath' and didn't say a word.

The same was true for the two people who came to the office.

The girl sleeping on the luxurious bed suddenly appeared and took away everything from them.

Reason, breathing, and even heartbeat they have forgotten now.

Two huge magical magnetic fields as vast as the abyss and sea surged out.

A strong will controlled them, lifting them as lightly as they could, turning them into a soft spring breeze blowing through the broken hair on the girl's forehead.

"It's her." The greatest white wizard choked, tears glistening on his curved nose, "She is healthy."

When Albus let go of everything in his heart and thought about the future with Ariana, he was still in the idea stage.

Aberforth had already taken action.

The owner of the Pig Head Bar waved his magic wand, and his shoulder-length gray hair became shorter; his beard was swept away, revealing a smooth chin; his clothes began to become neat and tidy; his dirty lenses revealed the light, reflecting the hidden The blue eyes at the back.

Albus turned his head and looked at his brother. Except for the extra wrinkles on his face, he looked the same as before.

He looked at his silver hair and fancy robe embroidered with blue forget-me-nots, and smiled bitterly.

But soon. After a burst of sparks and lightning, his hair turned reddish brown, his beard automatically fell off and turned into air, and his robe became plain.

"This is." Aberforth, who had sat down at the head of the bed unknowingly, picked up the parchment beside the pillow.

Albus also flashed to his side, looking at the contents on the parchment and reading:

[To Albus Dumbledore

Thank you for your Philosopher's Stone. For this, I present you with a special gift. I hope you will be satisfied.

——The Fairytale Magician Who Gained Eternal Life]

Both of them tacitly did not explore how Ariana was resurrected.

Instead, they focused on the letter itself, as if they wanted to see it through.

"Fairytale, this is really a perfect fairy tale." Aberforth arranged the girl's hair and uttered a dreamy muttering, "I still remember that her biggest dream was to go to Hogwarts."

"Don't worry, I'm the headmaster." Albus wiped his tears.

"No, I'm the headmaster. But I also agree with Ariana's admission." On the four-poster bed, Basil watched all this and fell asleep with a smile.

Under the moonlight, Fanta disappeared into the air with a gurgle, leaving only a strange echoing sound of falling into the water.

——

Ariana felt that everything now seemed like a dream.

As her elder brother said, she had a good sleep.

After waking up, she really saw Albus and Aberforth.

But it was really strange.

She was much older than them.

Albus also became the headmaster of Hogwarts.

Aberforth said that he became the owner of a hotel.

But how could it be possible? That was Hogwarts. Although Albus had excellent grades, it was too bizarre.

And the owner of the Pig's Head Bar, the name sounded like nonsense. Aberforth also hated pigs. If he really opened a bar, it should be called the Sheep's Head Bar.

And the bar was obviously next to Hogwarts. But he refused to let her see it. It was obvious that she was bragging.

Do they all think she is stupid? Humph!

Fortunately, the bad guy who looked at Albus with strange eyes all day long disappeared.

He must have been beaten away by Albus and Aberforth together!

Ariana's disbelief was naturally seen by the two at a glance.

For this reason, Aberforth hurried back to the Hog's Head.

So, the wooden sign was brand new, and the dirt on the stone floor that had been covered for centuries disappeared. The glass windows that almost blocked light became bright and shiny. The sheep smell in the air was replaced by a faint tulip scent.

And Albus was much simpler. After he glanced at Aberforth who left in a hurry like a child, he held his head high and led his sister to visit the entire castle.

He also visited almost all professors.

It seems that all the faculty and staff of Hogwarts are cursed with singleness.

They are either single or their partners have passed away. So they are still spending time in school instead of going home.

Professor McGonagall, wearing a hairnet and dressing gown, Professor Snape, who was applying hair oil to his hair, Professor Flitwick, who was hiding under his desk and playing Thunderbolt cards secretly, and Professor Sprout, who was rolling dragon dung balls to fertilize the knotweed.

They were all shocked by Dumbledore, who suddenly broke in and changed his clothes.

What surprised them even more was that Dumbledore asked them to prove his identity as the headmaster of Hogwarts in front of an unknown girl.

One day later.

At 8:30 in the evening, in the club space, Ariana finally sighed and said with a little boasting: "My brother is the headmaster of Hogwarts! He didn't lie to me! But it's a pity that I didn't see Basil."

"It's summer vacation now, and the students have all gone home."

"Albus said that I can enroll in September. He asked me to go directly to the fifth grade."

Madison asked enviously: "Then what?"

Ariana: "Then I said I would go to the second grade. So I would be in the same grade as Basil."

Bazil coughed, "In fact, I am in school."

"Then?" Ariana's pretty face came close to Basil, her chin resting on his shoulder, and she pursed her lips and said: "Ah, you're hiding from me?"

Bajir shook his head, "In fact, according to the original arrangement, I will attend the private lesson prepared by Dumbledore in advance today. This is also the reason why I stayed in school."

"But obviously, Dumbledore forgot. All his thoughts are now centered around you."

Ariana took Bajir's arm, "Dumbledore! You mean Albus? How could he do this!"

"What you promised must be fulfilled. This is the motto of the Dumbledore family that Dad taught us."

"Albus said that he will also teach me this summer, and then we will be together," her eyes seemed to flash with stars, "How great it would be!"

"I don't think there is any hope." Bajir shrugged.

No brother wants a man as charming as him to appear around his sister.

Dumbledore, who vowed to be Merlin a few days ago, broke his promise.

He was sure of this.

Because, Dumbledore was writing a letter in his office right now.

The content of the letter was to tell Harry that the private lesson was cancelled. But he helped Harry contact the Weasleys, and they were happy to take him to their home for the summer vacation.

"I want to go find him!" Ariana stood up suddenly. She was about to log off.

Then, Zoe, holding a book and putting her feet on Basil's belly, pulled her back.

Zoe put down the book and said: "This is a good thing for Bajir. Have you forgotten? You are a member of the club and can contact Bajir at any time and meet him online."

"Yeah." Ariana sat back on the sofa.

Zoe continued to add, "You should also have a preliminary understanding of what the club is like."

"Sophie specially introduced it to you in the group today."

Ariana nodded, "Bajir inherited a powerful magic item that can travel across the world. But it is broken."

"He needs to go to another world from time to time to find the missing parts."

"The Witch Club is where Bajir was lost and found again across the world."

"It is a platform for us to communicate and meet across the world. You can also participate in activities and redeem magic."

"I see!"

"Zoe, you are saying that Bajir is very busy, right? As the president, he not only has to deal with the club's affairs, but he also has to go to other worlds to find missing parts."

Sophie wanted to say that as the vice president, she would help start group activities and handle club affairs.

But when I think of her reputation in the group.

In addition, Bagir was busiest after club activities. It was obviously not convenient to mention the content of the Eighteen Bans to Ariana, so she didn't say anything.

Bella also nodded, "Zoe will be an official member tomorrow. Then Bajir will come to my world to help deal with vampires."

"After some time, there will be three non-vegetarian vampires breaking into Forks. Lauren, Victoria, and James."

Madison objected, "You are not like me and Zoe. You may be targeted by super witches at any time, as well as possible witch hunters. By the way, there is also the Voodoo Queen who has lived for hundreds of years! She is also a threaten."

"And you are just a vampire. You can do it directly after you exchange the magic in a few days."

"And based on the timing of the novel, there are still many months. Or even a year."

"Back then, vampires were just harmless little bats to you."

"And your family has a good relationship with werewolves."

"you can--"

"Wait a minute," Madison narrowed his eyes, "You don't want to take the opportunity to take away the purity of Bajir's body."

The quiet and weak Zoe also looked at Bella unkindly, "It is indeed very possible. Her mind is always a little unclear, which leads to many stupid actions. This time the intention came out first, it was just another time. Just a stupid idea."

Beatrice, who had been silent just now, suddenly spoke: "This has nothing to do with her. We all know whose reason it is. Sophie, a hopeless one."

"She got off to a bad start. She set a bad example."

Sophie was speechless: "."

Why did she get involved again?

"Okay." Bagir clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention, "It's almost 9 o'clock."

"The club activities are about to begin."

Beatrice raised her hand: "Can you try herbal medicine? Sophie keeps saying it's scary, but I haven't seen it yet!"

Bella, who was very adventurous, nodded. She also wanted to see magical creatures such as fire dragons with her own eyes. It's not really life-threatening.

Madison hesitated for a moment, choosing the latter between attacking Sophie and the truth, "Herbs are indeed dangerous. When we exited after reaching the later levels, we seemed to feel that the whole world was collapsing."

"The feeling cannot be described in words. I would recommend not trying it."

At this she looked at Ariana.

Ariana would never have said that if she wasn't here.

How fun it would be to let others suffer from her. After being caught in the rain, she even wanted to tear up other people's umbrellas.