In the afternoon after Grindelwald left, the students of Hogwarts were preparing to go home for Christmas. Goodbyes could be heard everywhere.
Compared to the previous years, the little wizards were not in a hurry to leave Hogwarts this year. After all, the new school rules allowed them to go home and reunite with their families through floo fans every weekend. Today, they were more excited because they could enjoy a long holiday.
A few students with special circumstances like Harry would not be left alone at school for Christmas like the previous years. The Ravenclaw Temple would gather the wizards with similar circumstances on the floating city and entertain them.
Therefore, the little wizards had to bring their ancient magic textbooks to school because they had to complete the assignments given by Mag and Snape during the holiday. They did not have to pack their things into luggage like the previous years, because they did not even have to bring their own Christmas presents because of the advanced express delivery service now.
In Allen's private area behind the principal's desk, he was watching helplessly as Hermione opened a suitcase on his bed and began to stuff his things inside.
"Hermione … Christmas is only a few days away …" Allen said carefully as he looked at Hermione, who was very happy because of the packing.
"Your mother asked me to help. Otherwise, you would definitely let them pile up here and rot." Hermione stood up and pointed at a big suitcase and two bulging backpacks piled up in the corner. "And I don't think so. Books, homework, magic potions, and information about the umbrella …"
Hearing that it was his mother's request, Allen gave up arguing that Maggie would come back regularly to help him deal with it. "Mom is going to give birth soon. She has been a little emotional recently …"
"Yes, so we'd better follow her wishes." Hermione pointed at Little Hands on the desk. "Do you want to bring Little Hands back?"
Dancing Little Hands, who had been tapping her fingers on the headmaster's desk, jumped in fright. She sensed the square space that Hermione had left in the box. She quickly crossed her fingers and crawled towards the bookshelf behind the desk. It looked like she was trying to crawl towards the sorting hat to hide.
"Looks like it's the same as Tom. It doesn't like reunions. It wants to stay in Hogwarts more." Allen shrugged. "Oh? Someone's here. "
Sounds came from the spiral staircase as Hermione, who was tidying up, was moving around. Ahn-Kha, who was perched on a branch behind the door, raised its head in alarm when it heard the sound. When it saw who it was, it shook its magnificent tail and ignored them.
Emily rushed up the stairs behind the principal's desk with Pency. "Allen! We have … uh … "
Seeing Hermione happily tidying up, Emily bit her lower lip. Her lambskin boots tapped lightly on the floor. Pency, who was next to her, also opened her mouth. She glanced at Hermione's face and hesitated.
"Sit down first." Allen saw that his sister's cheeks were starting to redden from running up the stairs. He waved his hand and moved two chairs from the desk downstairs to the front. He also added a cushion on Emily's chair. "Look at you guys running so fast … Is it about your father?"
Pency hesitated for a moment and then took a deep breath. "Principal Harris … My father contacted me yesterday and asked me to find a way to send some things over. I think this is an opportunity."
"What about your father's attitude? Oh … He still hasn't made up his mind. " Allen looked into Pency's eyes and then shook his head. "You should send things over. This way, your father will still be valuable to him. But it's too dangerous for you to go alone. You can't go alone."
"Principal Harris, I've asked my father. The other families also sent things over personally. They didn't have their freedom restricted …" Pency was used to Allen reading her mind directly. But she didn't give up. Instead, she chose a reason that she thought was reasonable. "The Dark Lord seems to be easier to talk to than the others … He mostly just stays in his room and studies magic. He doesn't carry out any terrorist activities like burning, killing, looting, or killing people …" Pency paused and said in a doubtful tone, "My father said … He even personally went out to buy supplies for the Death Eaters who couldn't go out … My father asked me for things because of this …"
Hermione's attention was attracted by this conversation. Her hands didn't stop moving, but she was a little confused by these words. Allen looked at Hermione's expression and moved his fingers, but he still didn't rub her head in front of his sister. He coughed softly and told Hermione about Tom's resurrection soul tool. He chose to avoid some of his own factors and briefly told Hermione about it.
"If that Tom still has enough sense, he won't believe you who suddenly appeared. Pency, I think you shouldn't go. It's too dangerous. " Hermione sat up straight and frowned. Her brown eyes seemed a little serious as she stared at Pency. Although they didn't get along well because of their relationship in the early years, because of Draco and the training class, she and Pency were at peace on the surface. She couldn't just watch Pency do such a dangerous thing.
"Hermione, I also agree with Pency's opinion. She can help Allen find the location of The Dark Lord." Emily's clear childish voice rang out. She spared no effort to speak up for her good friend. "This can also reduce the damage The Dark Lord can cause to others."
After saying that, Emily's eyelashes fluttered. She and Allen's eyes met, and her small hands clasped together. This made Allen understand that Emily was thinking for him. She thought that he made this request to Pency because he was anxious to deal with Tom, so he didn't care about Pency's safety. She encouraged her and gave her this idea.
"Emily, you misunderstood. What I asked her to do isn't a big deal. You don't have to use this method to help me." A vague voice sounded in Emily's mind, and the girl immediately gave up trying to persuade her.
"Hermione is right." Allen continued, "I admit that this is an opportunity … But Pency, as your principal, don't forget what our purpose is. I hope to help your family reunite … I don't want to cause my student's family to lose their lives. Originally, getting rid of him was just a matter of convenience. This young Tom is rational enough to make him lose the unpredictable danger. It's fine to leave him alone, but the damage to the magic world is limited for the time being … But if you go over from the floating city now, this Tom will definitely be very vigilant. You might not even be able to meet him … And this is Tom after all. If he thinks you're a dangerous factor and decides to use a more Lord Voldemort method …" Allen shook his head, "So I don't agree with you going over. Not only will something happen to you, I won't be able to explain it to Draco …"
"Principal Harris, but the danger my father is facing now doesn't only come from the Death Eaters. Although they're not causing trouble now and are hiding their whereabouts … their exposed members are wanted by the Ministry of Magic of various European countries … It's very difficult to buy daily necessities … And if he's accidentally caught …" Pency clenched her hands a little nervously. She quietly glanced at Principal Harris who gave her the feeling of being almost omniscient and omnipotent last time, and spoke her thoughts truthfully, "And my father's brain isn't very bright … He hasn't made up his mind to surrender yet. I want to persuade him … Although most of the Dark Lord's subordinates have Brain Seal now, if he's not careful and the Dark Lord sees his hesitation …"
After Pency finished speaking, the stubborn hair on the top of her head trembled. She looked at Allen who could control her movements in the principal's office. She lifted a necklace from her collar, the pendant dazzling under the sunlight that shone into the principal's office. It was a pair of peacocks that were hugging each other affectionately. They lowered their heads slightly and touched each other's foreheads. The tail feathers were tucked together inconspicuously and intertwined intimately.
In the middle of the two was a red gem. From afar, it shone brilliantly.
"Principal Harris, you've asked Draco to give me the best Christmas present." Pan Xi put the blood oath pendant into his collar, his hand holding the pendant through his clothes. "I won't let myself die …"
"As for Tom's matter, you just have to help me keep an eye on his location. If you can't meet him, don't pay too much attention … You just have to persuade your father … When the time comes, I'll meet him again and make sure he doesn't say anything when he's trying to clear your names … I'll prepare something for you to protect you." Allen sighed. He looked at Hermione who was frowning beside him. "Hermione, you can let Pency bring along the test subject of the umbrella … Her father did some bad things, but I think this indecisive old Parkinson's is still within the range of salvation …"
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