v2 Chapter 46： Mirror of Erised

There are thousands of school rules, and the first rule is not found.

Since Dumbledore violated the school rules and got all the stolen goods on the spot, there was nothing he could do to be deducted points.

Dumbledore crossed his hands, tapped his index finger with his slender middle finger, looked at the six little wizards in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But this smile was neither gentle nor kind, and everyone knew that he was going to lose points.

Dumbledore glanced at the ceiling for a while, finally thinking about it, and said softly: "Violating the seventh and thirteenth school rules at night, everyone will be deducted ten points."

William and the other old fritters have no expressions, they have never been found before, but they often walk by the river, how can they not get their shoes wet, they have long been prepared psychologically.

As Hermione, who was caught on her first night tour, her hands trembled a little, as if the ten points were tied to her heart.

However, it was probably justified, and she did not argue.

But this is not over yet, Dumbledore continued: "Break into the restricted area I set, and deduct ten points for each person."

Hermione opened her mouth and seemed to want to refute, but after thinking about it, she didn't seem to have any reason to refute, so she lowered her head and continued to bite her lip.

"Take Professor Sprout's devil's net away, and deduct ten points from each."

"Break the key that Professor Flitwick casted a spell on, and deduct ten points from each person."

"Take away Professor McGonagall's wizard chess pieces, and deduct ten points from each."

"Take Professor Snape's potion away, and deduct ten points from each."

It's already sixty, and Dumbledore hasn't stopped.

"If you disturb my sleep in the middle of the night, 15 points will be deducted from each person!"

Hermione's eyes were red at first, and then her shoulders trembled. She thought she was done with a few points, but she had six or seven points in a row, and she was deducted seventy-five points in the blink of an eye.

Finally, hearing Dumbledore's emotionless sentence "Graffiti on the wall, deduct ten points" again... She suddenly burst into tears.

There was a thunderous quarrel between the portraits of the principals on the wall. The previous principal, Armando Dippet, shouted that it was unfair, who made him come from Ravenclaw Academy.

Phineas Nigellus was so happy, he took a goblet out of nowhere and tapped it so hard it was disgusting.

"Yes, yes, a lot of buckles." Dumbledore shook his head, raised his index finger, and said with a smile, "However, there are a few things that must be counted tonight."

Dumbledore cleared his throat, "The six of you are the first batch of students to pass the level I set.

In this process, genius and courage were displayed, for which, each person was given 60 points. "

"Also, Miss Granger's opinion on the wall is very reasonable. I will seriously consider it and add 20 points to each person." Dumbledore said loudly.

"I've decided to set up a principal's mailbox in the corridor, so that each of you can write me a letter of advice without having to graffiti on the wall."

Hermione looked up in surprise.

Dumbledore blinked and smiled slyly: "Of course, this mailbox only accepts letters from students, otherwise I will probably be overwhelmed by the roaring letters."

Hermione finally stopped crying, her face flushed and she was a little happy.

"So, in the end, each of us was deducted five points?"

Just walked out of the door of the principal's office, Fred complained in a low voice.

"Five points are very few compared to eighty-five points, and they are added back in one class." William shrugged.

"That's you!" George sighed: "If we raised our hands to answer questions in class, it would be like this..."

George gave Fred a look, and the latter, following Hermione's example, suddenly raised his hand.

George pursed his lips with a serious look like Professor McGonagall. He coughed and said, "Mr. Weasley, you'd better go to the school hospital."

Fred said helplessly: "Yes, in the eyes of the professors, it is very strange that we will take the initiative to answer questions in class."

Several people laughed.

Hermione tilted her head and retorted, "But ah, if I say that the five-point deduction is already gratifying

I think the principal should give us ten points to remind us.

He is actually testing us. Even if I deduct 20 points, I will gladly accept it. "

After a while, Hermione had become a fan of Dumbledore.

"I'm going to write an apology letter to Professor Dumbledore when I go back, for my irrational behavior tonight." Hermione said solemnly with her arms crossed, her expression exactly the same as Professor McGonagall's.

"Of course there is a letter of advice. I also have several suggestions. Regarding Professor Dumbledore himself, he is too good to talk. The headmaster should be more serious, like Professor McGonagall..."

Cedric and Qiu were studying the map. On the map, there was clearly nothing at the end of the corridor. For some reason, after passing through the devil's flame, they ran to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

They were both curious about it.

"Shh, don't talk." Cedric said suddenly, "Professor Snape is here."

William waved his wand and quickly cast the Illusory Body Charm. Several people carefully hid in the corner of the shadows.

Snape, wrapped in black pajamas, came from the fourth floor, his face was not very good.

On the fourth floor, there is only a restricted area in the corridor, indicating that he came back from there.

Professor Snape stood at the monster statue at the entrance of the principal's office, said a password, and walked in.

After the professor left Cedric whispered, "Didn't he find that someone broke into the magic he designed?"

"Probably yes," William nodded. "Everyone should hurry back to their respective lounges, or if Snape meets him, he will definitely deduct a lot of points from us."

Snape wouldn't be as merciful as Dumbledore, but he just took five points frivolously.

At this moment, in the headmaster's office, Dumbledore was still sitting alone in a chair, looking at the large mirror in front of him seriously.

It was a very imposing mirror, reaching to the ceiling, with a gorgeous golden frame, supported by two claw-shaped feet.

The top is engraved with a line of words: Eris Stella Ehruait Ubi Kafruait en Voges.

In the mirror, there is an old man, he also has gray hair and looks very thin.

He was wearing a simple black robe, sitting alone on a dusty chair, looking at Dumbledore with his hands folded, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, the scene in the mirror changed.

The old man in black robe disappeared and turned into several people. They all looked at Dumbledore and smiled kindly.

In the mirror, there is also a girl of thirteen and fourteen who is waving to him.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand and touched the mirror tremblingly, and without realizing it, tears flowed down his face.

"I'm sorry, Ariana, I couldn't take care of you, I'm very, very sorry..."

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(Thanks to the helm master "Snz" for the reward\\(//?//)\\)

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