Friday at three p.m., outside Hogwarts Castle.

According to the original Hufflepuff House schedule, Elena should be on the Quidditch side of the field at this time, ready to start the weekly flying lesson with the Ravenclaw young wizards.

However, judging by the current situation, it is clear that she will have to miss the flight class again this week - although in Mrs. Hodge's words, Elena does not have to take this class anymore, and she flies better than most seventh-graders.

"That...... Is Professor Binns alright?"

Standing on the long bridge in front of the gates of Hogwarts Castle, Elena glanced at Dumbledore with a serious face beside her, and asked cautiously, "I didn't expect that if I asked a few more questions, the professor would become distracted......

"It's not a question of whether it's good or not, Professor Binns is in a ...... right now Well, it's a special state. ”

Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows, shook his head helplessly, and sighed lightly.

"I've read so much about Hogwarts, a piece of school history, you already know it. In the early days of Hogwarts, Professor Binns' History of Magic course was known for its humorous and funny nature, but it gradually became what it is now after becoming a ghost. ”

Long time is the deadliest poison in the world.

Even Nick Lemay and his wife are already tired of their lives, not to mention Professor Binns, who has been around for several times longer than Nick Lemay - to use a more figurative analogy, Professor Binns has taken the initiative to enter the low-power energy-saving mode before, and Elena's problems and behaviors happen to reactivate the old professor.

"If nothing else, by the time Professor Binns returns next week, perhaps the history of magic will be interesting again. This is also thanks to the help of Miss Kaslana...... It's just that in the future, try not to toss the old professor too much. ”

Dumbledore said this, glancing meaningfully at Elena.

"I'm not just talking about questions, I'm also talking about strange inducements and hints...... Ghosts are not truly immortal, and in some cases, ghosts that cannot use magic are much more vulnerable than wizards. ”

Dumbledore had always been a little confused about how Professor Binns discovered the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

From Myrtle's ghost to the bathroom, from Salazar Slytherin's questions to Professor Binns's obsession, from Tom Riddle's anomalies to the description of the basilisk, even though all the chains of evidence are interlocking to form a closed-loop logic, Dumbledore's intuition can still clearly perceive the first person behind the scenes.

"Hey, hey, I'm not worried about you. ”

Elena stuck out her tongue and shrank behind Gellert Grindelwald, who was watching silently next to her.

In fact, from the very beginning, she never thought to hide Albus Dumbledore completely.

The biggest advantage of working with smart people is that as long as both parties have the same goals and demands, then many things can be passed in a silent tacit understanding - cleaning up the instability in the school and helping Hagrid clear his name, which Dumbledore wants to see.

As for where Elena knew all this, it didn't really matter that much to Dumbledore.

Whether it's from reasoning, or the strange entanglement of castles, some of the pure-blood families associated with Slytherin, and even the possible prophecy talent in the bloodline...... As long as the three unbreakable vows remain on the back of Elena's hand, the girl and Hogwarts will always be on the same side.

"So, Albus, how long have we been standing here stupidly?"

Grindelwald raised an eyebrow and turned his head to look at Dumbledore with a hint of disdain on his face, "After all these years, it seems that the Ministry of Magic's attitude towards you still has a lot of room for improvement." ”

"We've always had different views on this matter......

Dumbledore shrugged noncommittally and took his pocket watch out of his pocket pocket to glance at it, "If nothing else, they're already on their way - welcome to Hogwarts, Mr. Minister." ”

As the old wizard's words fell, a short, stocky middle-aged wizard appeared in front of the three of them.

Cornelius Fudge, now the British Minister for Magic, still wears the same flattering hodgepodge of clothes: pinstriped suits, bright red ties, long black capes, purple pointy boots, dark green top hats, and a large roll of parchment under his arms.

"Oh, Professor Dumbledore, I'm sorry, I might be a little late. ”

Connelly Fudge said, holding up the large roll of parchment he was tucking under his arm and waving it, "You know, it's a thankless task to find a decades-old dossier and have the members of the Wizengamot sign a revision opinion on it. ”

Now that the existence of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets has been confirmed, and after investigating the traces of basilisk activity, the accusations against Hagrid by the Ministry of Magic more than ten years ago are naturally not established, and it is logical to revoke the verdict.

"Thank you for your hard work, Connelly, and thank you gentlemen for your cooperation. ”

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, "At least then there is one less person in this world who has suffered an injustice." Let's go, or Hagrid might be so anxious that he'll stomp the floor to pieces. ”

"This is what the Ministry of Magic should do. Cornelius Fudge nodded politely, glanced at Elena, who was standing behind Mr. "Otto", and asked with some confusion, "Still, this kid ......"

"The boy was a friend of Rubeus Hagrid and the head chef at Hogwarts. This time, there were some questions about ingredients that needed Hagrid's help, so he just came with us. ”

Dumbledore waved his hand and explained quite naturally, "I don't think Hagrid would mind having someone else to share in this happy moment—he's been waiting for this day for almost fifty years." ”

There is no doubt that 1942 was the worst year of his life for Rubeus Hagrid.

During this year, the Chamber of Secrets was opened by Tom Riddle, who had not yet turned into a Noseless Monster, and blamed Hagrid for Myrtle's death, resulting in his expulsion from Hogwarts and his ban on holding wands, and the same year, Hagrid lost his father, which led to the near end of his study of magic.

If there was anyone in the school who would most like to discover the Slytherin Vaults, it was Rubeus Hagrid.

At 3:05 p.m., after finally waiting for Cornelius Fudge's pardon, Elena and the "grandparents" left the castle and walked through the empty woods towards Hagrid's cabin.

Having just fallen from a light rain in the sky, a very crisp pale grey, and the pleasant scent of grass in the air, Elena turned her head to look in the direction of the Quidditch pitch on the other side of the castle - now that the time flight lesson had begun, it seemed like a good feeling to skip class in front of the headmaster.

Hagrid's cabin, located on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, is a perennial crossbow for hunting and guarding, and a set of non-slip rubber galoshes the size of a dolphin. Today, there is a small newly cultivated vegetable plot next to the cabin, which is the private garden of the Hogwarts staff.

As is usually the case, the three-headed dog Luwei will lie in the open space next to the vegetable garden to drive away crows and "vegetable thieves".

However, considering that the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, would be visiting here today, so at Dumbledore's suggestion, Lowe returned to the castle for the time being, and continued to guard the trapdoor leading to the Philosopher's Stone - after all, a three-headed dog of hell with blue fire all over his body may be a little too exciting for the minister.

Although in Elena's opinion, there is nothing strange about this.

You know, most farms and ranches in the non-magical world will also raise a few similar big dogs to help the owners guard the land and livestock, but the dogs in the magical world are just a little bigger.

Beyond the lush vegetable garden, Hagrid's cabin is behind.

From afar, Elena saw Hagrid standing at the door of the hut, like a hill, looking this way.

Unlike usual, instead of wearing his thick moleskin coat, Hagrid wore an oversized, though old, but exceptionally well-preserved Gryffindor House wizarding robe—the golden red on it had faded and pale over time, but the imposing lion emblem on Hagrid's chest was enough to tell what it was.

For the first time, Elena saw this look of unease and anticipation on Hagrid's face, just like the expressions of the young wizards in the first year at the beginning of the school, and the little giant wrung his hands nervously, and a faint flush of excitement could be seen on his dark face.

It is different from the understatement of apology and erasure of the verdict in the original book.

Thanks to Elena's additional advice and Grindelwald's skilful negotiations, Cornelius Fudge brought not only a "suspicion clearance" message this time, but also a co-signed document from the Wizengamot court, a wand permit from the Ministry of Magic, and ...... Notice of reopening at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Alright, alright, Hagrid, I don't think you want to hear any polite words anymore. ”

Cornelius Fudge walked briskly through the pile of rubble behind the garden, smiling and waving the parchment in his hand at Hagrid.

"It may be decades later, but from now on, you are once again a recognized official wizard. At the same time, if you don't mind, you can continue to complete your studies that you didn't finish at Hogwarts...... Oh. ”

Before Fudge could finish speaking, a large black hound burst out from behind Hagrid, shielded Hagrid with hostility, and barked at the Minister of Magic who was rapidly approaching.

"Yaya, don't get excited, don't get excited. This time they are good people. ”

Glancing at Cornelius Fudge, Hagrid patted his head in embarrassment, walked over and dragged the hound behind him, rubbing his hands together vigorously, his eyes like black beetles wandering over the parchment in Fudge's hand.

This?!

Cornelius Fudge raised his eyebrows almost inaudibly, selectively ignoring the offense in Hagrid's words.

"It's very rare, Hagrid. "You have to know that this is almost unprecedented in the entire wizarding world. The Wizengamot Court collectively signed an admission of error, for the sake of a decades-old case, if it were not for Professor Dumbledore's insistence and the possible threat of this chamber......"

"So, has everything been clarified? Mr. Minister, Professor. ”

Hagrid looked at Cornelius Fudge and then at Dumbledore, asking expectantly.

"Have you found out who did it back then?! If you need to identify or arrest me, I can!"

"I'm sorry, but there's no news yet, and we'll need help from the Ministry of Magic. ”

Dumbledore shook his head, a glimmer of light flashed in his blue eyes, and said with a frown.

"But one thing is clear, as ...... Well, your background determines that you will definitely not be the one to open the Slytherin Chamber. As I've been saying all these years, I trust you completely. ”

"Oh, Rubeus, you must understand one thing. ”

Cornelius Fudge said, glancing at Professor Dumbledore, nonchalantly fiddling with the top hat in his hand.

"That was fifty years ago, and now we can only tell that the real murderer was a descendant of Slytherin blood, and as for who it was, it is still slowly being investigated - after all, the marriage relationship in the wizarding world is too complicated, unless the murderer himself runs in front of us, there is very little hope......"

"Well, okay. ”

Hagrid nodded sullenly, took the parchment from Fudge's hand, unfolded it and looked at it carefully, and his tone immediately became excited and clear, "Then I can get my wand again and join Hogwarts to continue my studies......"

"If you don't mind, Hagrid. ”

Dumbledore said with a smile, blinking nimbly, "And if I'm not mistaken, you still have four years of lessons left unfinished, including of course a transfiguration homework that has not been handed to me...... Of course, if you don't want to participate, that's okay. ”

"No, no, no, Professor Dumbledore, I do!"

Hagrid pulled out a large handkerchief and wiped the corner of his eyes, choking with joy.

"Before my dad died, he always wanted me to finish at Hogwarts. It's a pity that until he died, he left with great regret, Professor, I really appreciate it......"

By the time he said this, Hagrid's eyes were filled with tears, and he didn't even have time to wipe his handkerchief - he never thought that he would be able to rejoin Hogwarts one day.

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Goo, 4000 words big chapter, progress (22.5/28)

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Classical Xianxia: "Rotten Ke Chess"

Sand sculpture funny: "Becoming the richest man starts with the game"

PM Doujin: "Elf Head"

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Comic History: "Outstanding Youth of the Ming Dynasty"