Hogwarts Asylum

At the entrance of the library, surrounded by four or five young wizards who were not too concerned about the excitement, sparks seemed to burst out between the feather duster and the cat, and the atmosphere was quite tense.

"Ouch!" White warned the feather duster, and if he didn't get out of the way, he would pluck all his feathers.

Of course, the feather duster cannot speak, but it flies in the air and makes a swishing sound through the air, letting everyone know its determination.

"Ow—"

"Whizzing--"

White and the Feather Duster exchange harsh words, one for the cake, and the other for the library not to be invaded by the scary cat nives.

In the corridor, a fifth-year Gryffindor stood there, discussing quietly with his companions.

"Is that the cat raccoon from the school hospital?"

"Yes, I heard from a Ravenclaw that his name seems to be Mr. White."

"Why don't they start fighting?"

"What's the rush? According to the process, now is the stage of harsh words. After a while, when both sides are still determined not to retreat, it will be the stage of fighting."

"Are you talking harshly? That's a feather duster, not Kun Kun. How can a feather duster talk!"

"What if it was transformed by a wizard? Have you ever seen such an agile feather duster? Have you forgotten what Professor McGonagall said? Transfiguration is omnipotent!"

"That makes sense. Why didn't I think of that? Maybe that cat nives was also transformed by a wizard, and Filch's cat. They are so smart that they don't look like cats at all."

"Indeed, Professor McGonagall also said that if a wizard randomly attempts human body transformation, he is likely to permanently turn into an animal."

The two fifth-year Gryffindors gradually talked about the application of Transfiguration.

People who were watching like them moved away from these two guys who were already a little obsessed because the OWLs exam was approaching.

At the door of the library, White was extremely keen to hear someone discussing himself, but he shook his ears and was too lazy to pay attention. The little wizard who could compare the dirty short-lived cat with himself knew that he was not very smart without looking.

White was confronting the feather duster, and just when he was thinking about jumping up and giving the ignorant feather duster a few paws, a childish voice came from the library.

"Stop!!"

Draco shouted, sprinting all the way until he stopped between White and the feather duster.

"What happened?" Draco asked breathlessly.

Draco responded with more intensive swishing sounds from the feather duster and a squealing from White.

White accused the feather duster of being rude. However, although Draco had been with White for almost two months, he still couldn't understand what White was saying like his teacher Eurolin.

"Mr. White, are you here to see me?" Draco decided not to care about why Mrs. Pince's feather duster and Mr. White had a conflict.

"Ouch!" After White nodded, he turned and walked towards the stairs. Since Draco had already come out, he didn't care about this broken feather duster.

Seeing this, Draco whispered sorry to the feather duster and followed White.

The quarreling party left, and the young wizards who were watching dispersed, leaving only the two Gryffindors who were still discussing whether Transfiguration could turn wizards into feather dusters.

Along the way, Draco learned from White that Mr. O'Loughlin had woken up through just nodding and shaking his head, and he was immediately relieved.

In the consulting room, White kicked in the door as usual and went straight to the chocolate cake that Orolin put on the cabinet, completely ignoring Orolin and Draco.

"Good afternoon, teacher..." Draco closed the door gently and sat down at the tea table, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

"Good afternoon, Draco." Eurolin poured Draco a cup of scented tea, "You seem to have something to say, but it doesn't matter."

"Teacher..." Draco said coyly, "I heard that this morning you..."

"That's right." Olorin blew on the hot tea, "You want to ask if the situation this morning has anything to do with the black book, right?"

Draco nodded. After all, the black book was sent by his father. If the teacher lost consciousness twice in a short period of time because of the black book, then he really didn't know what to do.

When he was in the library before, Draco thought about this issue from time to time, so he was very troubled.

Draco didn't feel embarrassed because his voice was revealed. When he was with Mr. O'Loughlin, the teacher could always answer his questions in advance, so he had long been used to it.

"Don't worry, this time it has nothing to do with the black book." Orolin said with a smile, "Rather, I should have been saved by the black book this time, so you don't have to worry about me going to find Lucius. .”

Orolin didn't mean to deceive Draco, this was just the result of his thinking.

For ordinary people, it is a bit troublesome to have holes in self-perception, but as long as they are corrected in time and filled in under the guidance of a psychologist, it will not be a big problem and they will not lose consciousness.

But Eurolin only learned today that for wizards, especially wizards who are proficient in spiritual magic, problems with self-perception are so dangerous.

So before Draco arrived, Orolin was wondering if White had not led Snape to find the box containing the Black Book, and if Dumbledore had not been able to crack the alchemical lock on the box, would he have It becomes an unconscious body, like a medical vegetative state.

However, this question has no solution after all. After all, the past is past, and it is impossible for Oluolin to deliberately ruin himself just to get an answer.

Of course, Olorin couldn't harm others. After all, there were very few dark wizards who were proficient in spiritual magic.

It's not that Orolin is against ordinary wizards. The main reason is that few ordinary wizards are proficient in spiritual magic. In other words, there are not many wizards in the magic world who are proficient in spiritual magic, and those who can only scratch the surface , but not to the level like Oluolin.

……

In the consulting room, Eurolin's words made Draco let go of his last entanglement. He picked up the tea cup and wanted to take a sip, but found that the tea was really hot, so he took a small sip instead.

"Teacher, what do you want from me?" Draco asked.

"Look at this again."

With that said, Orolin took out the black book from the drawer and placed it in front of Draco.

In fact, from the time Draco sat down, Eurolin had already looked inside Draco's heart. Except for a few common mistakes among young people and some admiration for beautiful female classmates, there was no problem. So now All that's left is his reaction to the black book.

At the tea table, Draco recognized the black book immediately, so he looked at the teacher with some doubts. He still remembered that the teacher didn't touch the black book after he woke up that night.

"Something has changed, look at it." O'Loughlin said softly.

Draco reached out and flipped through the black book, then looked up with a puzzled look on his face.

"What did you see?" O'Loughlin asked.

"Same as before, with all kinds of strange eyes." Draco said, "But..."

Draco's words made Orolin frown. He looked at the black book opened by Draco. It was still blank with no content.

"But what?"

"But those eyes don't seem as real as before."

In the consulting room, Orolin looked into Draco's eyes. He was sure that Draco had no intention of lying at all, but from Draco's memory, what Orolin saw was still blank black. Book.

How could this be?

O'Loughlin thought, could it be that the Black Book would have different contents in the eyes of different people, and would it be the same even if it was a Black Book in other people's memories?

What is this black book?How could there be such a weird thing in the magic world?

"Teacher..." Draco felt that Teacher O'Loughlin was a little strange. Ever since he woke up that night, he often lost his mind during the conversation.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Draco." Orolin came back to his senses, "Did you encounter any questions that you need me to answer for you today?"

"Yes, teacher, I read a book about human biology in the afternoon." Draco didn't think too much about it, "What does the word Hypothalamus mean? Why does the book say that the human brain does not feel pain?" Why are human brains divided into genders? blah blah blah”

Draco asked several questions in one go.

"Hypothalamus means hypothalamus..." Orolin patiently picked up questions he knew and answered them for Draco one by one.

If someone came to the consultation room at this time, they would definitely wonder if they were in the wrong place. How could anyone in Hogwarts discuss this kind of knowledge?It sounds more profound than magic.

After about half an hour, no one came to interfere. Although Draco's questions could not be answered all, many problems were solved.

"Okay, let's do this for today." O'Loughlin said, rubbing his head. Fortunately, when he guest-starred as a parapsychology expert in Greenwich, he also visited the clinical medicine department, otherwise Draco's problem would not be solved. If you can’t answer a few questions at all, that would be too damaging to the teacher’s image.

But it has to be said that this kind of professional biological knowledge is not much better than those esoteric and responsible magics.

Olorin thought for a while and finally said: "Draco, after you can independently make the alchemical items I asked for in the future, if you are still interested in the combination of magical creatures and alchemy, you can go and see this kind of creature." Let’s study professional books…”

As he said that, Auroran paused, looked at Draco and said seriously, "I know you want to help me, Draco, thank you, but this kind of book is too time-consuming for you now. And I don’t have much research on this, so I can’t give you much help.”

"I understand, teacher." Draco nodded heavily.

After Draco left, the only sound left in the consulting room was the snoring of White who was taking a nap after eating the cake.

Olorin looked at the black book on the table, feeling a little absent-minded.

It seems that I don’t want to go to Malfoy Manor tonight.

……

In the eyes of Gryffindors, Professor Dumbledore, as the greatest wizard of this century, must have a variety of trophies from all over the world displayed in his office, and Professor Dumbledore only needs to challenge among his trophies every day. Just pick out a few of them and reminisce about them, and you’ll be in a good mood for the day.

The Ravenclaws felt that Professor Dumbledore, as the wisest wizard, must have many bookshelves in his office. The bookshelves were filled with magic books from ancient and modern times in Britain and abroad, and Professor Dumbledore leisurely read them every day. Sit by the fire and read a book.

In the eyes of young wizards from different houses, the principal's office is one of the most mysterious places in Hogwarts, and Professor Dumbledore is one of the most idle people in Hogwarts.

However, in the eyes of the young wizards, the most laid-back Dumbledore was a little troubled at this time.

This trouble comes from none other than Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge.

Fudge's letter was very thick, but excluding most of the high-sounding greetings, the complaints about the severe restrictions on the power of the Minister of Magic, and some miscellaneous trivial matters, there was only one piece of content that really affected Dumbledore——

Someone claimed to have evidence that Dumbledore was illegally raising werewolves.

Dumbledore was not worried because his reputation might be damaged. His reputation was nothing more than dirt to him now and was of no use at all.

Dumbledore's main concern was the mention of "werewolves" in the letter.

Although Fudge did not say who the werewolf was, Dumbledore knew very well - Remus Lupin, a member of the Order of the Phoenix who graduated from Gryffindor in 1978, and a little-known werewolf.

When the Ministry of Magic introduced the "Anti-Werewolf Law" before, Dumbledore actually tried to stop it.

Dumbledore knew that in the eyes of many people in the Ministry of Magic, he was a powerful old wizard who did not understand politics, but in fact, he did not really understand anything.

It's just that he really can't let go of Hogwarts. After all, apart from a rebellious younger brother, Hogwarts is all he has left.

So when he thought about the suspicion he would arouse after intervening in the government affairs of the Ministry of Magic, and the subsequent restrictions imposed by the Ministry of Magic on Hogwarts, it was difficult for Dumbledore to make up his mind.

Of course, Dumbledore did not ignore Lupine because of this.

After the Wizarding War, Dumbledore originally planned to arrange a decent job for Lupine, but out of pride, because of the deaths of the Potters and Peter, and the betrayal of his brothers, he felt discouraged. Rejected Dumbledore's proposal and left alone.

Later, Dumbledore rarely heard from Lupin, only knowing that he was wandering in the wizarding world.

After the Anti-Werewolf Law was submitted to the Wizengamot Council, Dumbledore contacted his old friend Newt Scamander and asked him to find Lupin and give him a job to help hide Lupin's identity.

At that time, Dumbledore thought that the matter would end there, but he did not expect that the strange GMW organization would appear later, and the Ministry of Magic established a werewolf hunting unit. As a result, Newt was frequently harassed and was even accused of smuggling dangerous creatures. The name goes to court in the Wizengamot.

Fortunately, this problem is easy to solve. Dumbledore just went out for a run and solved it.

But unexpectedly, Lu Ping's affairs were discovered.