Chapter 188： Principal's office

In the Forbidden Forest, Dumbledore was still studying the diary that had been soaked with black blood, while his huge sea-like mental power was sweeping the entire open space over and over again.

Snape stood quietly next to Dumbledore, perhaps because he discovered that Dumbledore was using mental power to sweep the surrounding movements. Snape asked aloud, "Did you find anything?"

"Mike didn't lie, this is indeed a Horcrux." Dumbledore put away his diary and said lightly, "Let's go, we will talk about other things when we get back to school."

Having said that, Dumbledore walked towards Hogwarts Castle, taking Hagrid halfway.

It's just that he didn't remove the petrification from Hagrid, but used the Levitating Curse to make Hagrid float behind him.

Snape wanted to say something, but after a glance at Hagrid who was still in his original posture, he stopped talking, and silently followed Dumbledore's footsteps.

"Oh, yes, Severus." Dumbledore seemed to have thought of something. He turned to Snape and blinked playfully. "You have collected the venom of the eight-eyed giant spider here. Go back, thank you very much."

Snape's face turned black. Although he had already scolded Dumbledore and his family a long time ago, he still obeyed Dumbledore's orders, took out his wand without a word and started collecting venom.

Compared with Mike, Snape’s efficiency was much higher. With a light wave of his wand, a thin, transparent column of water floated out of the body of an eight-eyed giant spider, and finally fell into Snape’s hands. Disappeared in a glass container.

Snape waved his wand again and again, and it didn't take long to clean up all the eight-eyed giant spiders in the clearing.

After all this, Snape shook his robe vigorously and left the clearing without looking back.

But after Snape walked away, a centaur-shaped corpse in the clearing suddenly moved.

Immediately afterwards, an adult fist-sized eight-eyed giant spider larvae suddenly emerged from the centaur’s chest, shook its body, and shook the ashes off its body. The eight-eyed giant spider turned to look towards Snape and left the direction. , The eight eyes shone with humanity.

The next moment, as if seeing enough, the eight-eyed giant spider retracted its gaze and crawled towards the dense forest.

It seems that because it is very uncomfortable with this eight-leg crawling action, the crawling posture of this eight-eyed giant spider is very twisted, and the moving speed is also very slow. But this posture didn't last long, adjusting his posture while crawling, the eight-eyed giant spider quickly adapted to it, and quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

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Mike followed Professor Flitwick all the way to the infirmary of Mrs. Pomfleur. Because the fighting was too fierce before, Mike didn't feel the pain in his chest and the weakness caused by excessive blood loss until now.

When the two came to the infirmary, Mrs. Pomfeller was treating Percy. Percy’s injury was very serious. Because Mike used white fresh on his severed arm, the wound had begun to heal. The arm creates a big obstacle.

As soon as Professor Flivy wanted to come forward to inquire, Mrs. Pomfeller gave an angry stare, and then Madam Pomfeller lowered her head to continue to treat Percy, ignoring Professor Mike and Flivy.

Professor Flitwick scratched his head in embarrassment, and he became even more anxious when he saw that Mike was already pale and weak now.

"Hello, Professor Flivy." Soraka said with a bit of a twist on the freckled face, "Let me treat Mike."

Upon hearing this, Mike's face immediately showed a look of horror, and he quickly shook his head like a rattle.

The treatment Soraka performed on him before has left a deep shadow in his heart. Now he would rather die than let Soraka treat him again. It is not that Mike is too weak, but that he suddenly woke up to find himself. The scene that has been ripped apart is really terrifying.

But Professor Flitwick, who was so anxious that he would care about Mike's own opinions, almost agreed without hesitation.

So in Mike's horrified gaze, Soraka smiled and pulled out a purple potion, opened the lid and held it in front of Mike.

"Mike, it's time to drink the medicine." Soraka said softly, "This is an increased measurement of life and death water. I promise you will never wake up during the operation this time."

After that, Soraka licked her lips, looking impatient.

Faced with Soraka like this, Mike naturally gritted his teeth and refused to drink.

Professor Flitwick took a shot and relaxed Mike's facial muscles when he relaxed.

Soraka smiled and bowed to Professor Flitwick, and then poured a large bottle of life and death water under Mike's desperate sight.

After the medicine entered the body, Mike felt as if what he was drinking was the cold wind from December. A cold to the extreme force flowed down his throat, covering every blood vessel in him, almost for an instant. , Mike stopped thinking and lost consciousness.

Seeing that Mike had fallen asleep, Soraka let out a breath, bowed again to Professor Flitwick, and moved Mike to an operating room aside.

It was the evening of the next day when Mike woke up again. Unlike last time, Mike's ward was empty this time, and Penello and the others did not come to see him.

Looking at the dim sunlight outside the window, Mike rubbed his drowsy head, trying to get rid of all the drowsiness left in the stagnant water.

After yawning, Mike untied his hospital gown and looked down at his chest.

It can be seen that the wound that had been torn open again due to the excessive action in the battle has been re-wrapped at this moment, and even the pain is not felt.

Nodding satisfied, Mike got out of bed, ready to go to Dumbledore's office.

Although Dumbledore said at the time that he would go to the principal's office after he recovered from his injury, Mike still felt that the sooner he went, the better, otherwise the incident would be too much for him.

Perhaps it was because of the meal that the infirmary was empty, so Mike walked out of the infirmary easily and came to the door of the principal's office.

The principal’s office is located on the eighth floor of Hogwarts like the responsive room. There is an ugly monster stone statue at the door. Visitors must read the correct password before the monster stone statue moves aside, revealing the real entrance inside.

Mike looked at the monster stone statue in front of him, and couldn't help but think of a legend about Dumbledore and the Room of Request.

Legend has it that Dumbledore was going back to his office after attending a reception, but he suddenly had a urgency on the way, so Dumbledore happened to enter the responsive room while half drunk and half awake.

Because all Dumbledore was thinking about at the time was to find a place to explain, so the responsive room turned into a room of spittoons, and finally Dumbledore hugged an extremely ornately decorated spittoon and started that. He even took it back to his office and didn't find it until the next day.

He shook his head and shook his cranky thoughts out of his brain. Mike tidied his clothes and silently entered a closed brain state, and then he spoke the password.

"Vanilla ice cream!"

"The password is correct."

The monster stone statue faintly protruded four characters, moved to one side, revealing the wall behind it.

Immediately after the wall suddenly cracked, a spiral staircase appeared in front of Mike.

Mike walked along the stairs for a while, and a shiny oak door appeared in front of him, with a brass door knocker in the shape of a lion and eagle.

Mike reached out to knock on the door, but before his hand touched the door, the oak door opened automatically.

Slowly paced into the principal's office, and what appeared in front of Mike was a spacious round room. In the center of the room was a huge eagle-leg table, and the desk was full of jumbled parchment.

The closet on the side of the room was filled with all kinds of silverware, mostly tableware such as forks and knives, but there were also some exquisite silver statues. It seemed that Dumbledore had a habit of storing silverware.

Behind the oak door is a wooden shelf, and a beautiful bird with a red body is standing on the shelf and looking at Mike with a curious look.

No need to guess Mike, this must be the Phoenix Fox kept by Dumbledore.

I didn’t look carefully in the arena before, and when I got close, Mike realized that the phoenix looked very old. Mike couldn’t help reaching out and trying to touch Fox, but a hoarse voice suddenly hit Broke him.

"Don't touch it, you wild boy from the country."

Mike was so scared by the sound that he almost withdrew from the closed state of his brain, tapped his chest twice before looking up at the sound source.

I saw five magical portraits neatly hung on one wall of the principal's room. These were all the principals of Hogwarts.

The speaker was a chubby, somewhat bald old wizard, who was staring at Mike viciously at this moment, as if Mike had done something terribly evil.

Mike recognizes him. He is Phineas Black, from the Black family, one of the 28 pure-blood families. He is known as the most unpopular principal in Hogwarts history.

Mike didn't know what he did to get such a title, but judging from what he just did, it is not surprising that he could get such a title after death.

"Phoenix, you are really annoying!" In a picture frame not far away, an old witch with long curly silver hair suddenly opened her eyes and frowned, "No wonder everyone doesn't like you."

After that, he looked at Mike again, his frowning brows quickly stretched out, put on a smile and said: "It's okay boy, don't be afraid of that bald fat old man."

As soon as the words came out, all the surrounding portraits burst into laughter, and Mike couldn't help but cast his gaze on Phoenix's shining forehead.

I don't know which wicked guy, when he painted Phoenix's portrait, he even added some white paint to him, making his forehead look gleaming.

Amidst the laughter of everyone, Phoenix's face in the portrait immediately became gloomy. Just as he wanted to say something, an old and familiar voice came over.

"Well, it looks like you already know the principals of Hogwarts."

Hearing Dumbledore's half-joking words, the portraits hanging on the wall stopped immediately, closed his eyes and began to pretend to sleep.

Mike looked at Dumbledore speechlessly. He didn't understand why these portraits were so afraid of Dumbledore. They were obviously Dumbledore's predecessors, and they should be higher than Dumbledore.

"I'm sorry Mike, I just went to get some food." Dumbledore put a non-marking stretch curse bag on the eagle-footed table. "Don't froze, sit down and eat together, I guess you Must have not eaten yet."

Mike watched Dumbledore take out bags of sweets and cakes from the bag, and couldn't help swallowing. He also loved sweets.

"Thank you, professor."

Mike came to the eagle's table, took a piece of cake that Dumbledore had handed over and took a big bite The sweet smell of the cake was accompanied by the wonderful aroma of chocolate. It filled Mike's mouth, and Mike couldn't help but squint.

Dumbledore laughed at Mike with a look of enjoyment, looking very happy.

"Well, it's not bad," Dumbledore said. "This is the traditional chocolate cake of Duke Bee. I also asked them to add double honey on it. It's superb!"

"Yeah, it's delicious. Principal, you are really a gourmet!"

After Mike finished complimenting Dumbledore, he gobbled up the cake in his hand. He hadn't eaten anything for a whole day. He just woke up and didn't feel it. Now he took a bite of the cake and he felt hunger in his stomach instantly.

Perhaps infected by Mike's way of eating, Dumbledore also picked up a large piece of cake and ate it.

As a result, there were only two people chewing in Dumbledore's office.

Ten minutes later, Mike collapsed on the soft chair and patted his stomach contentedly. He ate three pieces of cake before he was completely full.

And Dumbledore looked at him grinning, he had already ended the battle when Mike started the third cake.

"Taste this Mike again, a pile of cockroaches, a wonderful candy!"

Seeing that Mike had also ended the battle, Dumbledore smiled and took out a big bag from the drawer and put it in front of Mike.

And Mike was shocked when he heard the pile of cockroaches, he has long heard of the devil's candy.

Carefully opened a small opening in the bag, and saw that the bag was full of huge dark brown cockroaches, most of which were still alive. When Mike opened the bag, he rushed towards the mouth of the bag.