Chapter 131 Dumbledore's Belated Gift

"It's amazing. When Harry arrived at the Burrow, we were just about to leave." The young version of Dumbledore exclaimed while holding the pocket watch.

The "sharp-eyed" Basil easily saw everything under the watch cover, even though he was standing in front of Dumbledore, arm in arm with Ariana, enjoying Aberforth's murderous gaze.

That was not a dial, but something like a Dragon Ball radar.

There were dots of various colors inside, and the green dots were just about to overlap with the red dots.

Damn! This is perverted!

Basil's fingertips glowed instantly, and the vast emotional power was consumed, and he made a "wish" to check himself. The next second, the consumed emotional energy was supplemented by the murder house and Michael.

He felt sick when he thought that the gay old Dumbledore might have left something on him.

"Fortunately, there were no tricks left." Basil was a little relieved.

Poor Harry.

People who didn't know thought Dumbledore was checking the time, but it turned out to be a pity.

However, it was really a bummer.

After returning to Harry's world, the joy in his heart after the settlement of 150,000 gems from the American Horror World was reduced a little.

Bajir couldn't help yawning and headed towards the Forbidden Forest.

At present, the four of them were in front of the oak door of the Hogwarts Great Hall Castle and on the stone steps.

"Bajir, are you bored?" Ariana tilted her head and blinked her big eyes.

"I'm just looking at what kind of transportation it will be." Bajir hugged her, under Aberforth's almost cannibalistic eyes.

And Dumbledore's emotions were not as calm as his appearance.

Bajir could now taste the taste of emotions from Dumbledore, which was roughly a mixture of sadness, anger, and joy.

The sour and spicy taste was not prominent, a bit like Guizhou sour soup.

This emotion was too complicated, and Bajir's current experience in tasting the taste of emotions could not fully analyze the composition.

O(∩_∩)O Haha~

Bajir hugged Ariana's hand tighter.

The taste of having a husband is currently committed.

He suddenly expected the ghost of old Malfoy summoned by Voldemort to return home and look at him and Narcissa.

Bagir thought he was very vengeful. If it wasn't for Narcissa, he would not let it go so easily when he was chased by werewolves and almost killed as soon as he woke up.

Genghis Khan's life motto "The greatest joy in life is to defeat the enemy, chase the enemy, seize everything from him, see his closest people crying, ride his horse, and marry his beautiful wife and daughter", which is something that Bagir personally agrees with.

Thinking of this, Bagir tidied Ariana's hair again.

Under the golden light of the morning sun, the two people with golden hair shone brightly, and anyone who saw them would think they were a perfect pair of golden boys and jade girls.

But in the eyes of the Dumbledore brothers behind him, it seemed like lightning and thunder, and gusts of sad wind.

Aberforth finally couldn't help it, but Dumbledore grabbed his arm and shook his head.

Ten minutes later.

"Finally!" Dumbledore cheered, his back teeth almost broken.

He sounded relieved.

Aberforth also wiped his wet eyes.

Now, in front of the four of them was a huge thing.

Much bigger than a flying broom - or a hundred flying brooms - it was rapidly flying across the blue sky, flying towards the castle, gradually getting bigger and bigger.

It passed over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest, bringing gusts of wind.

"Not a carriage?" Ariana, who had already seen "The Goblet of Fire", was very disappointed.

What they saw was indeed a powder blue behemoth - a castle with very high color saturation, like a candy castle.

It was completely inconsistent with fluid mechanics, without any visible power support, and flew straight in front of them and landed on the lawn.

At this moment, the gate of the castle was facing them, with a coat of arms printed on it (two golden crossed wands, each with three stars emerging).

"Of course not Pegasus." Dumbledore smiled, his tight and seamless skin had a charming dimple.

He squeezed Basil away "without a trace".

"Madame Maxime, the headmaster of Beauxbatons, thought of using a carriage. But the magic horse smells of alcohol. Oh, fortunately Nick didn't live for hundreds of years in vain."

"This is his work when he was 450 years old, for his daughter who just turned 17 at the time."

As he said, he had already pulled Angelina to the front door.

The door opened automatically.

The blue floor was as smooth as a mirror, and the pink magic runes formed a circle, which was glowing from time to time.

"This is the power source of the castle. It is also a teleportation array, connecting the castle and home."

"His daughter loves to travel. This large alchemical prop that can be moved and allows Nick and others to visit his daughter at any time naturally became their coming-of-age gift for his daughter."

"What is that?" Angelina pointed to the ceiling.

There were cute winged cats hanging upside down on it. They were colorful, and all kinds of cats except hairless cats could be found in it.

The crystal clear bat wings that seemed to have glitter added to them made them even cuter.

Dumbledore replied: "They are not living things. They are alchemical puppets. When the sky is dark, they will come down, flap their wings, and bring light to the castle."

"This is a very thoughtful design, because Oliveira (Nick's daughter) loves cats the most."

He pointed to the pink and white stairs, "And this ladder. As long as you stand on it, it will drag you up."

"Muggles have invented it now, called the elevator. But it was hard to imagine at the time."

"There are still rooms, but unfortunately, I can't take you to see them yet."

"There are seven rooms in this castle."

"After entering, you will find another world. Endless grassland, beaches and sea, lush forests, dark and deep caves, paths paved with fiery red maple leaves, and mountains covered with snow."

Ariana's eyes seemed to glow as Dumbledore introduced her.

Aberforth frowned, "What do you mean we can't take her to see her now? Nick Flamel is so stingy? Can't we go upstairs and have a look on the way to France?"

Dumbledore smiled happily, as if he had been scratched.

"No, we are not riding this castle to France."

"We just use it."

"Yes, that's what you think. We go directly to Beauxbatons through this teleportation array."

Aberforth, "What about this castle?"

Dumbledore took Ariana's hand and turned her around, "It's Ariana's gift!"

"From now on, it belongs to you! Ariana!"

Aberforth's smile stiffened, and a gong rang in his heart, "Damn! What should I give to Ariana with you like this? What else can I give that can compare to this!"

He really wanted to travel back in time and go back to a minute ago and strangle himself for asking the question.