In the next two weeks, Hermione became very happy and was full of joy all day long. Harry found that she suddenly used her wand as a baton while reviewing her homework, pretending to be directing a concert.

"Hermione is crazy, our exams are over this year." Ron whispered to Harry quietly.

"Maybe it was some kind of magic exercise technique?" Harry guessed that as he spoke, a string of ancient magical texts were studded together like colorful notes, surrounding Hermione, constantly chasing the tip of the wand that emitted soft white light from her hands.

When Hermione began to add new notes to the herbal textbook "Cartoon of Carnivorous Trees", Ron asked her curiously: "Are you happy? For example, - well, won the annual prize of the Prophet Daily?"

"Oh, that won't be drawn until July!" Hermione said happily.

"Or you're the one who scored the first place in the Wizard Weekly test," Ron said confidently.

“I do look forward to the ‘Most Charming Smile Award’ this year,” Hermione said. “That woman Rita Skitter seems to be busy with other things, and even the number of submissions to other magazines has been reduced, which makes some magazines look good.”

Harry knew that "Witcher Weekly" was a magazine that was popular among witches. The library included some past books, and he sometimes looked around. However, he was not interested in the content above, mostly some celebrity news, fashion trends, quizzes, consultation columns, quick divination, recipes, etc. Ron's mother is one of its readers.

It is worth mentioning that this magazine selects the "Most Charming Smile Award" every year. Gidro Lohart, a professor of Dark Magic Defense in Harry's second-year class, was once the magazine's darling and won this honor for five consecutive years.

When Lockhart was disgraced and sentenced to jail, Ron asserted that "at least half of the British witches shed tears on the spot, and the sales of this witch to magazines will also be greatly reduced."

But Harry was not worried. In his opinion, whether it was Professor Hepp, or the experiences of Dumbledore and Grindelwald when he was young, and the many outstanding wizards he saw in the meditation pot, any of them alone would be more topical and discussion-worthy than a thief who could only talk big and steal other people's memories.

The biggest change that Dumbledore's lesson brought to Harry was that he had a deep understanding of the structure of the entire magic world, especially in the UK. Sometimes Harry closed his eyes and would be sober that he had a connection with hundreds of wizards. He understood them, their past and present. These wizards were like a big net that shone everywhere, allowing Harry to know his place even in the dark.

This feeling is getting stronger as the memory approaches the current time point.

Last Saturday, in the principal's office, Harry finally plucked up the courage to confirm Professor Basharat's identity.

That night, he and Dumbledore kept traveling through their memories, spanning twenty years. Harry not only once again met the full picture of Grindelwald's speech at the underground theater of Father Lachez's Cemetery (this memory is someone else's), but also met another member of the Dumbledore family.

"Claydens Grindelwald him and named him Aurelius Dumbledore."

Harry was surprised.

"This name and Ariana--"

"Some similar, isn't it?" Dumbledore asked softly, Harry nodded, especially the first two syllables. "But he is my nephew. He is Abforth's child, and he is as ill-fated as my sister." He explained to Harry: "The child's mother is a Muggle. They once loved each other, but later separated. Neither Abforth and I knew the existence of the child at that time."

"Later he was adopted by the Muggle agency that disgusted with magic, and he had to suppress his magic. In the end, like Ariana, he became a silent person."

Harry fell silent. He didn't know what kind of mood Dumbledore said all this calmly. He was in a very heavy mood and he also thought of another thing.

It was the day they saw Abuforth at the school gate.

According to the private discussion between him and Ron and Hermione, Abuforth chose to hand over his memory because his sister compromised. But now he was not sure if he heard it wrong. Perhaps in addition to Ariana, another person with a similar name also occupied a considerable amount of weight.

...

Another weekend, Felix returned to the office after washing up and saw Phoenix Fox and Sniff Valen sharing canned fresh fish on the small table next to the sofa. Fox's sharp beak poked a hole in the can box.

Valen, who was about to help, shrank his hand in fear and patted his chest with lingering fear. Fox tilted his head and looked at it innocently.

It was still a bit cold in the morning in May. While putting on a coat, Felix thought in his mind how to convince Fox to come out for a walk with the division hat next time. It must be quite lonely and has no friends. Perhaps a confusion spell full of kindness can remind it of those pleasant times.

Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Royna Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin. The years of the four founders of the school were in harmony, and in theory, they were also a wonderful childhood in the Sorting Hat.

At this time, Fox, who was originally staring at Valen and unbuttoning the can cap, suddenly made a "click" collision sound, signaling Felix to come over. Felix walked over, sat on the sofa, facing the big red bird's eyes, and the tight claw that was pressing against its abdomen was loosened.

The black resurrection stone ring fell on the table, jingling, and there was a small piece of paper rolled into a cylinder in the ring.

A long crane-like leg swept over and threw the ring to Felix's hand, and Fox screamed at him.

"Oh, it turns out it's because of this." Felix woke up, "Dumbledore sent you?" He picked up the ring, took off the note, and unfolded it with a short line of small words, 'We had agreed before.'

So, Dumbledore doesn't need the Resurrection Stone for the time being? Felix thought.

The outline of the silver Swift Guardian was outlined from the air - "Do you know who you are looking for? Luna Lovegood, and remember to remind her to bring the letter." Swift's little head lit up, then spread its wings and flew out of the window with dexterity.

Felix once again focused on the phoenix, who was lying down at the fresh fish.

You look up and see the meteor is so beautiful

"Tell me Dumbledore, and I will return it to Miss Lovegood immediately after she finished using the resurrection stone." He finished his business and asked with some curiosity: "Fox, how old are you?"

Phoenix tilted his head and blinked in confusion.

"Don't you remember? Is it too long or is it influenced by Nirvana?" Felix murmured to himself.

The room was quiet. After eating the canned fish, Fox shook hands with Valen with one paw, spread his wide wings and planned to leave. He quickly asked the question in his heart, "You should know Grindelwald, right? In the war years?"

Fox's beautiful eyes flashed for a moment, and it looked at Felix with a blame, raised its head and cried, and its body turned into flames and disappeared. Stars of Mars fell down.

Felix crushed Mars into embers and was amazed in his heart. He actually saw another person's shadow in the phoenix's eyes, a young black-haired witch.

Gu Feng

It turns out that Fox didn't follow Dumbledore from the beginning.

Felix remembered that he had read an unconfirmed message in a book introducing the ancient wizard family. Legend has it that when members of the Dumbledore family are in urgent need, the Phoenix will respond.

On the other hand, because it was a weekend, Harry got up a little later than usual. When Harry put on his clothes and appeared in the common room, he saw Ron sitting there with an unexpected look on his face.

"One missing, this time it's Elvira," he complained.

"Who?" Harry asked.

"Don't you remember? She is a member of Animagosbane. In addition, I have seen her in Clivi's club," Ron said.

Harry blinked his eyes, and the image of a girl who loved to ask questions appeared in his mind. In his impression, Elvera was talented, but every time he saw him, he would ask all kinds of messy questions, which made him unable to withstand.

"What's wrong with her?" Harry asked casually, but found that Ron glared at him and protested: "Have you listened seriously?" Harry raised his hands, "I'm sorry, I just woke up..."

"She didn't show up this morning. I asked Susan, and she said Elvilla had failed," Ron muttered, "It seemed like it wasn't enough. First, McMillan was too excited on the day of the Phantom Transformation Exhibit exam and forgot to get up early to chant the spell, and then Virgil and Shabini... I heard that last full moon night, only four students signed up."

Harry didn't know how to comfort Ron. Ronka had been in the second step of Animagus's transformation technique for more than a month, and has not made any progress yet.

Hermione raised her head from the book and said angrily: "Don't worry about him, Harry, he asked for it."

Harry was a little surprised at her attitude. He thought Ron would speak up, but Ron didn't, but he seemed to be in a worse mood. "What's going on?" Harry asked as they went downstairs to have breakfast.

"He was a little resistant to his own transformation form," Hermione said first.

Ron whispered in a bad mood: "I don't think my patron saint is majestic enough."

Harry instantly understood his concerns. According to the previous successful examples, the form of Animagus is generally consistent with the form of the patron saint. Because the patron saint is often related to the inner heart of the wizard (there are a few exceptions). Because of this, Harry, Hermione, Neville, Hannah and others seem to be at ease when practicing Animagus.

"But I think the hound is pretty good. Don't you like teeth very much?" Harry asked in confusion: "You didn't think this way when you practice the patron saint... Oh, you won't be influenced by Malfoy, right? Don't listen to him, think about Sirius..."

Ron was somewhat convinced.

"Okay, maybe I'm going to be so stubborn. Are you going to Dumbledore today? The exam is coming soon."

Harry nodded.

"Last time I saw Rita Skit in a meditation pot, maybe I'll be able to meet my parents soon, oh, and Professor Hayp."

"It's so strange, have you still not learned anything else?"

"Yes, I--"

He was too devoted to talking and collided with a figure flying over. Harry fell to the ground, rubbing his forehead in pain, and tears flowed down his eyes. When Venus appeared in front of Harry, shaking his dizzy head and supporting his body, he said in surprise: "Luna?"

"Oh, Harry? Hello." Luna also said in a little pain, covering her forehead with one hand and holding the cardboard with the other.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked muffled, suddenly feeling the touch on his hands was not right. He lowered his head and found an envelope stuck under his hands. No, six or seven letters were lying in his sight. He glanced around quickly, and they seemed to be flooded by the envelope.

Ron helped Harry up, and Hermione squatted down to help Luna gather the letters scattered on the ground.

Harry picked up one of the letters curiously, and the envelope was painted with a strange-looking pattern, which looked very much like Luna's own style. It might be some kind of plant that exists in the imagination, he thought. In the middle of the pattern, it was written 'Give my dear wife Pandora'.

"Thank you, Harry." Luna said, looking at the letter in Harry's hand, Harry handed it to Luna. Luna put the last letter into the box and said, "I have something to do, so let's go first." She waved at Harry and the other two.

"She wants to send so many letters at once? I suspect that adding all the messengers in the owl shed is not enough for her." Ron said in surprise.

"It may also be saved up before," said Hermione, who also noticed the handwriting on the letter. "But who is Pandora?"

Hermione didn't expect anyone to answer, but Harry gave the answer.

"It's Luna's mother."

"Oh, oh--" Hermione seemed to understand all of a sudden. She sucked in her breath, tears flashing in her eyes.

Ron widened his eyes, "But didn't she... die long ago? Because of an accident?"

"Remember Luna was looking for the Resurrection Stone at the beginning of school?" Hermione said softly, "Now we know the use of those letters."

A few minutes later, the Ancient Magical Text Office.

Felix stood at the door and said to it, "Then, Luna, as agreed, you have one morning. I have to remind you that the Resurrection Stone is not perfect in any version of the story, be careful not to be deceived by it."

"Thank you." Luna said in a calm voice: "Although I feel sad for my mother, I still have my father, and I never feel that she has left us, but we just can't see her, so we have to use some tools. My father and I cherish this opportunity very much."

Felix stood there and paused for a few seconds, closing the office door. At this time, Luna's voice of reading the letter came faintly from the door.
Chapter completed!