Chapter 191 Headmaster's Office

In the Forbidden Forest, Dumbledore was still studying the diary that had been stained with black blood, and at the same time, his vast spiritual power was sweeping the entire open space over and over again.

Snape stood quietly beside Dumbledore. Perhaps because he noticed that Dumbledore was sweeping the surroundings with his spiritual power, Snape asked, "Did you find anything?"

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

After that, Dumbledore walked towards Hogwarts Castle, taking Hagrid with him halfway.

However, he did not remove the petrification on Hagrid, but used the levitation spell to make Hagrid float behind him.

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

"Oh, by the way, Severus." Dumbledore seemed to have thought of something, and turned his head to Snape behind him and winked playfully, "You should collect the venom of the eight-eyed giant spiders here before going back. Thank you for your hard work."

Snape's face suddenly darkened. Although he had already cursed Dumbledore's family in his heart, he still obeyed Dumbledore's order and took out his wand without saying a word to start collecting venom.

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

Snape waved his wand repeatedly, and soon all the eight-eyed giant spiders in the open space were cleaned up.

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

After Snape walked away, the charcoal-like corpse of a centaur on the open space suddenly moved.

Then, a young eight-eyed giant spider the size of an adult's fist suddenly emerged from the centaur's chest, shook its body to shake off the ashes on its body, and turned its head to look in the direction where Snape left, with a humanistic glow in its eight eyes.

The next moment, as if it had seen enough, the eight-eyed giant spider retracted its sight and crawled towards the dense forest.

It seemed that because it was very uncomfortable with this way of crawling on eight legs, the crawling posture of the eight-eyed giant spider was very twisted and the movement speed was very slow. But this posture did not last long. While crawling and adjusting its posture, the eight-eyed giant spider quickly adapted and quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

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Mike followed Professor Flitwick all the way to Mrs. Pomfret's infirmary. Because the battle was too intense before, Mike only felt the pain in his chest and the weakness caused by excessive blood loss until now.

When the two arrived at the infirmary, Madam Pomfret was treating Percy. Percy's injuries were very serious. Because Mike used difficile on his broken arm, the wound had begun to heal, which had a great impact on the subsequent arm reattachment.

Professor Flitwick was about to ask when Madam Pomfret glared at him unhappily. Then Madam Pomfret lowered her head and continued to treat Percy, ignoring Mike and Professor Flitwick. Professor Flitwick scratched his head in embarrassment

, and when he saw that Mike was already pale and weak, he became even more anxious.

"Hello, Professor Flitwick." Soraka, who had freckles all over her face, said a little shyly, "Let me treat Mike."

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

Soraka's previous treatment of him had left a deep shadow in his heart. He would rather die than let Soraka treat him again. It was not that Mike was too weak, but that the scene of waking up suddenly and finding that he had been disemboweled was too horrifying.

But Professor Flitwick, who was so anxious that he was exhausted, didn't care about Mike's opinion. He agreed almost without hesitation.

So in Mike's horrified eyes, Soraka took out a bottle of purple magic potion with a smile, opened the lid and held it in front of Mike.

"Mike, come and drink the medicine." Soraka said softly, "This is a larger dose of life and death water. I promise that you will never wake up during the operation this time."

After that, Soraka licked her lips, looking impatient.

Facing such a Soraka, Mike naturally clenched his teeth and refused to drink it.

Professor Flitwick took action and relaxed Mike's facial muscles with a force.

Soraka smiled and bowed to Professor Flitwick, and then drank the whole bottle of life and death water under Mike's desperate eyes.

After the potion entered his body, Mike felt as if what he drank was a cold wind from December. A force that was extremely cold flowed down his throat and spread throughout every blood vessel. Almost in an instant, Mike stopped thinking and lost consciousness.

Soraka breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Michael had fallen asleep. She bowed to Professor Flitwick again and moved Michael to an operating room nearby.

It was already the evening of the next day when Michael woke up again. Unlike the last time, there was no one in Michael's ward this time. Penelope and the others did not come to see him.

Looking at the dim sunlight outside the window, Michael rubbed his groggy head, trying to dispel all the sleepiness left by the water of life and death.

After a yawn, Michael untied his hospital gown and looked down at his chest.

He saw that the wound that had been torn again due to excessive movements in the battle had been bandaged again, and he could not even feel the pain.

Nodding with satisfaction, Michael got out of bed and prepared to go to Dumbledore's office.

Although Dumbledore said at the time that he would go to the principal's office after his injuries recovered, Michael still felt that the sooner he went, the better, otherwise he would not feel good if this matter weighed on his mind.

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

The principal's office, like the Room of Requirement, is located on the eighth floor of Hogwarts. There is an ugly and ferocious monster statue at the door. Visitors must recite the correct password before the monster statue will move aside, revealing the real entrance.

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

According to legend, Dumbledore was about to return to his office after a cocktail party, but on the way he suddenly had to pee, so Dumbledore happened to enter the Room of Requirement while half drunk and half awake.

Because Dumbledore was thinking about finding a place to relieve himself, the Room of Requirement turned into a room full of spittoons. In the end, Dumbledore held a very ornate spittoon and started to do that. He even took it back to his office and didn't find it until the next day.

After shaking his head to get rid of his random thoughts, Mike tidied his clothes and silently entered a closed state of mind, and then said the password.

"Vanilla ice cream!"

"Correct password."

The monster stone statue faintly highlighted four words and moved to the side, revealing the wall behind it.

Then the wall suddenly cracked, and 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 griffon.

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

Slowly walking into the principal's office, Mike appeared in front of a spacious round room, with a huge eagle-foot table in the middle of the room, and the tabletop was full of miscellaneous parchments.

The closet next to 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 the habit of collecting silverware.

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

Without guessing, Mike knew that this must be the phoenix that Dumbledore kept - Fawkes.

Before, I didn't look carefully enough in the circular arena. When I got closer, Mike found that this phoenix looked very old. Mike couldn't help but reach out and wanted to touch Fawkes, but a hoarse voice suddenly interrupted him.

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

Mike was frightened by the voice and almost withdrew from the closed brain state. He patted his chest twice and then looked up at the source of the voice.

There were five magic portraits neatly hung on one wall of the principal's office. These were all the former principals of Hogwarts.

The one who spoke was a fat, bald old wizard. He was staring at Mike viciously, as if Mike had just done something terrible.

Mike recognized him. He was Phineas Black, from the Black family, one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families. He was known as the most unpopular principal in the history of Hogwarts.

Mike didn't know what he had done to get such a title, but judging from what he had just done, it was not surprising that he got such a title after his death.

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

After that, she looked at Mike again, and her originally frowned brows quickly stretched out, replaced with a smile and said, "It's okay, kid, don't be afraid of that bald fat old man." As

soon as this was said, the other portraits around all laughed, and Mike couldn't help but cast his eyes on Phoenix's shining forehead.

I don't know which wicked guy deliberately added some white paint to Phoenix's portrait when painting him, making his forehead look shiny.

Amid the laughter of the crowd, Phoenix's face in the portrait immediately became gloomy. Just as he was about to say something, an old and familiar voice came over.

"Well, it seems that you have already met the former principals of Hogwarts."

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

Mike looked at Dumbledore in silence. He couldn't understand why these portraits were so afraid of Dumbledore. They were obviously Dumbledore's predecessors and their status should be higher than Dumbledore.

"I'm sorry, Mike. I just went to get some food." Dumbledore put a bag of invisible stretching spell on the eagle-foot table. "Don't stand there. Sit down and eat together. I guess you haven't eaten yet."

Mike watched Dumbledore take out bag after bag of candy and cake from the bag. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He also loved sweets.

"Thank you, professor."

Mike came to the eagle-foot table, took a piece of cake handed over by Dumbledore and took a big bite.

The moment he put it in his mouth, a sweet fragrance of cake accompanied by the wonderful fragrance of chocolate filled Mike's mouth, making Mike squint his eyes.

Dumbledore saw Mike's enjoyment and laughed, looking very happy.

"How is it? Not bad, isn't it?" Dumbledore said, "This is the traditional chocolate cake of the Duke of Bees. I also asked them to add double honey on it. It's simply the best!"

"Mm-m-m, delicious. Principal, you are really a gourmet!"

After praising Dumbledore, Mike wolfed down the cake in his hand. He hadn't eaten anything for a whole day. He didn't feel anything when he just woke up, but now he felt hungry in his stomach as soon as he took a bite of the cake.

Perhaps infected by Mike's eating style, Dumbledore also picked up a large piece of cake and started eating.

So, only the chewing sounds of the two people were left in Dumbledore's office.

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

Dumbledore looked at him with a smile. He had finished the battle when Mike started the third piece of cake.

"Try this Mike, cockroach pile, a wonderful candy!"

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

Mike was shocked the first time he heard about the cockroach pile. He had heard of this devil candy for a long time. He

carefully opened a small hole in the bag and saw that the bag was full of huge dark brown cockroaches. Most of them were still alive. When Mike opened the bag, they rushed to the bag.