Chapter 69: I chased after you to feed me, and you broke the spoon with your backhand?

Dumbledore's family originally lived happily in the Fertile Land.

However, when Ariana was six years old, she was bullied by several Muggle children, which caused her magic to go out of control, her mind became unclear, her temper became weird, and she was unwilling to communicate with anyone except her family.

In order to avenge his daughter, Percival killed those Muggles, which led to him being captured by Aurors and sent to Azkaban Prison.

Her mother, Candela, moved to Godric's Hollow with her three brothers and sisters. They spent a peaceful and quiet time in the valley. Unfortunately, Candela lost her life in a powerful magical uprising.

After that, Albus, who had graduated, took on the responsibility of taking care of his sister, but not long after, he met his lifelong friend and enemy Gertler Grindelwald.

The two met so late that they spent the whole day eating and sleeping together in pairs, talking about their ideals in life, so much so that he neglected his sister Ariana.

After Aberforth returned from school, he blamed his brother Albus for not taking good care of his sister, while Grindelwald stubbornly believed that Ariana's existence would hinder his and Albus's great plan.

(Plan: Find the Deathly Hallows, become the master of Death, and use this power to lead a revolution in the wizarding world.)

On that day, the three of them had a violent quarrel and scuffle. The scuffle injured the innocent Ariana, causing the magic power in her body to riot again, resulting in her death. She was 14 years old.

Since then, Albus has broken with the Dark Lord, and his relationship with his brother Aberforth has also reached a deadlock.

After Robin recalled the "tragedy" of the Dumbledore family, he took something out of his sleeve and handed it to Albus Dumbledore.

"Is this a sock?" Dumbledore said after a pause.

"Well, too bad, it's red!"

"It doesn't matter. This is probably the most thoughtful gift I have received this year. Okay, go back to bed."

Dumbledore folded his socks, stuffed them into his collar carefully, and then walked out of the abandoned classroom.

"Well, I'll bet you my money that he's not telling the truth."

"So what did he see in the mirror?"

"Okay, when it comes to privacy issues, people have the right to say it or not. Let's go back to the dormitory."

After Luo Bin finished speaking, he picked up the invisibility cloak on the ground. After the three of them got in, they returned to the boys' dormitory along the same route.

After the three of them went to the Forbidden Book Zone at night and looked into the Mirror of Erised, they no longer wanted to cause trouble.

So, in the remaining few days of Christmas vacation, the three of them would either go to the yard to play in the snow, go to the library to read books, or sit on the sofa in the lounge and play various educational games.

The day before the holiday was over, the students who had gone home for the holidays began to return to Hogwarts one after another, and Hermione was one of them.

When she heard that on Christmas Day, Robin had won a magic mask and Hagrid had drunkenly secretly kissed Mag, her brown eyes widened.

She couldn't help but gasp when she heard that the three of them stayed up all night, wandering around the castle, and even indulged in mirror illusions.

When she heard that the three of them had been rummaging in the library for half a month and still couldn't figure out who Nico Flamel was, she sighed with deep disappointment.

Then, she slumped down in the sofa chair, looking at the high ceiling and sulking.

"Don't be discouraged, I'm sure I heard this name somewhere, it's just"

"Harry, don't say this again. If you can't remember it, the memory will be invalid."

Hermione didn't want to hear any more hopeless words, so her tone unconsciously became stronger. Harry noticed that she was angry and lowered his head and remained silent.

Ron, who was slowing down, was still chewing on the chicken drumsticks with great enthusiasm. The squeaking sound he made while chewing aroused Hermione's dissatisfaction.

Before Little Chili got angry, Luo Bin took out a large bag of snacks, including almond candies, soda crackers, cheese sticks and chocolate frogs, which are all favorites of eleven or twelve-year-old children.

"Hermione, don't be discouraged. Nico Flamel is a real person and a friend of the famous wizard Dumbledore. There will definitely be a book, or a journal or newspaper, recording his deeds. Here, take a pill New Year’s candy to change the mood.”

Luo Bin handed over a fruit candy and said in relief.

Hermione opened the candy wrapper and saw that the candy was green, and she became even more angry, "Robin, I won't eat it."

The little chili pepper's cheeks are puffed up like a pufferfish, its thin lips are pursed into a straight line, and its brown eyes are burning with fire. This is the rhythm of becoming a devil pepper.

Wow! (kneading sugar paper)

Boom! (Throwing candy wrappers)

The candy wrapper, which had been torn into small balls by tender hands, hit Luo Bin's chest with precision. His strong desire to survive made him immediately realize that the little pepper had exploded.

"How could I forget that you don't eat green apple-flavored things? I specially saved the kiwi-flavored fruit candies for you."

"oh!"

The pink and slightly upturned lips were slightly raised, and the tip of the willow-leaf tongue rolled gently to roll the emerald-like hard candy into the mouth.

Seeing the anger in Little Pepper's eyes extinguished and her expression becoming contented and lazy, Luo Bin secretly thought that he had made the right bet.

"Harry, Ron, I brought a lot of snacks. You two can take them if you want."

"Thanks!"

Harry picked up a marzipan. He didn't taste the sweetness of the outer shell, but tasted the bitterness of the almond filling. He thought there was something wrong with his sense of taste.

"Okay, I'll finish eating the chicken legs before eating. Well, the cake belongs to me, and you can take the rest as you wish."

Ron, whose mouth was filled with red oil, looked at the bright and attractive little cake and said.

"Ron, eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Luo Bin said, casually (deliberately) picked up a chocolate frog, divided it by three times and five times, and took out a picture.

"Well, the pictures are heavy again. I already have eighteen pictures of Albus Dumbledore. Which one of you three wants this picture?"

Ron: (.’▽’.), chicken legs, salty and delicious chicken legs. Nothing can disturb me from eating chicken legs.

Harry: (︶︿︶), I am autistic, thank you for the invitation.

Hermione: (), compared to the pictures, it’s better to talk about fructose, especially the fructose was specially reserved for himself by that person.

Seeing that the three of them were shaking their heads and not wanting to take pictures, Luo Bin thought to himself: I'm chasing after you to feed me, so you broke the spoon with your backhand, right?

Luo Bin pretended to be bored as he flipped through the pictures and read the information about the characters in the pictures in a low voice but with exceptionally clear speech.

"Albus Dumbledore, the current Headmaster of Hogwarts, is widely known for his contributions to defeating the Dark Lord Grindelwald in 1945. He discovered 12 uses for the blood of the fire dragon and worked with his partner Nico Nicolle plum?!!"

Hearing the words 'Nicolas Flamel', Hermione burped and swallowed the fructose. She beat her chest and leaned in front of the picture, "I have been very effective in alchemy with my partner Nicol Flamel."

As his thin lips opened and closed, the unique fragrance of kiwi fruit rushed directly to Luo Bin's cheeks. He suddenly felt his mouth was dry and his body turned to the right, trying to get further away from the arsonist.

"Oh, my God, I remember. I heard the words 'Nicolas Flamel' on the train to Hogwarts."

After Harry was shocked, he found that his mouth felt sweet, as if he had just licked a large spoonful of honey. He thought that he did not need to go to Madam Pomfrey to cure his taste disorder.

"Cool! Robin is right, people's luck will bottom out. Look, just as the vacation is about to end, we find out that Nico Flamel is an alchemist."

Ron sighed as he chewed the crispy chicken bones.