A golden thing glittered above his head. Is this hehe? Brandi was confused and tried to reach out and lift it up, but his arm was heavy as if he had a piece of iron tied to it.

He blinked, well, it doesn't seem like hehe...... Hey, you don't usually float at all, right, this is an eye? It's weird.

He shook his head, and Dumbledore's smiling face gradually appeared in front of him.

"Good afternoon, Brandy." Dumbledore said happily.

Brandi stared at him blankly, and then his head suddenly hurt, and he remembered everything that had happened before...... His face suddenly turned pale. "Professor! The Philosopher's Stone! ”

"Huh?" Dumbledore leaned forward curiously, his withered hand stroking Brandi's forehead, "It's strange that our heroes have forgotten what they've done?" You and Harry managed to stop Quirrell, and the Philosopher's Stone was not taken away. ”

"It's not! Professor...... I! He couldn't wait to say something, but he suddenly froze there......

Dumbledore smiled and looked at Brandi, who was half-leaning on the bed in a daze, "Calm, calm...... Otherwise, Madam Pomfrey will drive me away, and it will be difficult for me to get her permission to come and see you. ”

Madam Pomfrey?

Brandi swallowed, and he looked around, only to realize that he was in the hospital now. It was the first time he'd been to Pomfrey—he knew which bed he was in just by looking at the decorations!

The table next to it was a mess of gifts, and he took a cursory look at them, and most of them were snacks and greeting cards—it seemed like half of the candy store had been moved here.

"Oh, these...... These are gifts from your friends, Brandi. Dumbledore winked at him playfully, "The intimate interaction between the five of you and Professor Quirrell under the trapdoor was supposed to be a complete secret. However, you have to regret that you have a good friend who likes to brag about it everywhere...... Within half an hour of his wake-up, the whole school knew about it. So I have to congratulate you on getting the same treatment as Harry...... Of course, at most it will be a little worse than him in numbers. In terms of quality, it is superior! ”

"Hmm, what does that mean......"

Dumbledore's eyes looked particularly ill-intentioned.

"Literally~"

He picked up a bag of licorice sticks from the table, pulled one out of it and stuffed it into his mouth. Brandi looked at the table, and then he noticed that there were already a lot of snacks on the table, and all that was left was wrapping paper.

Feeling Brandi's resentful gaze, Dumbledore looked at the ceiling as if it were a large conspicuous patch of mold. "Don't stare at me like that, you won't be able to finish eating, will you~ And these things are not something that a bad old man can eat...... Perhaps you can ask your good friends, but I saw Miss Patil eat four chocolate frogs in one sitting! ”

Poof~ Thinking of Parvati's eating and hamster-like posture, Brandi couldn't help but laugh.

"How long have I passed out?"

"Hmm...... Three days. Dumbledore's expression finally became serious, "Madam Pomfrey told me that you had been burned by a lot of fire, and there were some more vicious magical powers, and I was really worried about it. But you're recovering well. On the other hand, on the mental side, you have exhausted all your energy, and you have been hit by the Mirror of Eris from nowhere, this is the most troublesome, and the soul stuff is not something that can be replenished by potions - you have been completely repairing the wounds of your soul for the past three days. ”

Dumbledore's eyes looked straight at Brandy.

"If you will...... Can you tell me what you see in the mirror? ”

Brandi struggled violently inwardly...... He thought about it for a long time.

"I'm sorry......" he bowed his head uneasily.

Dumbledore shrugged, "I'm sorry, but it's not bad~ Having a secret is everyone's freedom, isn't it." ”

"Thank you, Professor!" Brandi nodded gratefully, and he couldn't wait to ask. "I'm still wondering, Philosopher's Stone—"

"Hi...... Looks like you're insisting on asking. Dumbledore said, he didn't look annoyed at all. So I've spoken to each of you five times, oh, Merlin's beard—it's a boring thing. You protected it well, and when I entered the room, I saw you pass out on the floor, and Harry was there trying to wake you up. ”

"Professor? Did you arrive in time? Brandi said in surprise. Did Parvati really bring you the letter? ”

"Letter?" Dumbledore chuckled, "I haven't received any letters, and as soon as I arrived in London, I felt like I should return to Hogwarts immediately. I did spot Weasley in the chessboard, and there was a confused Patil hidden in Sinista's labyrinth - she seemed to be happily munching on melon seeds when I saw her. ”

"Huh?" Brandi was dumbfounded. "Doesn't she have an astrolabe, how can she still be stuck in Professor Sinista's labyrinth?"

"Well, I can explain the problem - because it was the middle of the night, the planets had changed, and the rooms in the labyrinth had already changed order. But Miss Patil seemed to have forgotten to readjust her astrolabe. ”

"Uh...... It's true. Brandi smiled wryly as she pulled a licorice stick from the snack bag Dumbledore was holding and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Then I saw Granger in Snape's potions room, she was going crazy, and she said she heard your screams in the room, and a black smoke drifted out of her side. I knew right away - you did a great job defeating Voldemort! Dumbledore's tone was pleased, "This is a feat that most wizards can't do, and I think you can blow it for the rest of your life." ”

"But what happened to the Philosopher's Stone? Did it be handed back to Nick Lemay? ”

"It seems that my friend is not hiding enough~" Dumbledore came to his senses, "You five still know this-the stone was not returned to him." I talked to him and thought it might be best to leave it to someone else......"

Brandi was stunned for a moment, and he said slowly......

"Professor...... Nicola Metha ...... What kind of person is he? ”

"Hmm...... I may not be able to answer this question yet, after all, everyone's own opinion is the most authentic and reliable. He said, "Perhaps I can arrange for you to meet with him when I have the chance, and Nicol is very appreciative of the actions of you to protect the Philosopher's Stone, and he should agree to my little request." ”

"Huh? But...... If you don't return the Philosopher's Stone to him, won't he die soon? ”

Seeing the look of consternation on Brandi's face, Dumbledore smiled.

"About this...... Maybe not that soon, they had enough potions left over to take care of the aftermath, Brandy. Nobody likes death – but when you live long enough, you may be able to face it more calmly. The Philosopher's Stone isn't actually a wonderful thing, it's just that most people don't see it. ”

Brandi nodded vigorously with concern.

"So~ the question is over?" Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, "You know, Madam Pomfrey only allows me to stay here for ten minutes a day - and we're going to talk for half an hour, by the way, you shouldn't mind if I take a few bags of hairy mints back~ Older people always like to eat something sweet." ”

"Oh, I have one last question, Professor Dumbledore."

"Huh?"

"Parvati's wands and I were interrupted in battle." Brandi said hurriedly, "Besides, I'm in a strange situation right now...... Brandi told Dumbledore about the energy drain he had when he used someone else's wand, and he seemed very indifferent. "Can you tell me what's going on?"

"Ah...... Dumbledore gave a look of whimsiness, something Brandy had never seen before. You don't have to worry, it's not a curse, it's because your wand hasn't really been broken yet - there's still a mysterious connection between you. Parvati's wand I've fixed it for her...... And yours......"

Brandi's eyes widened, and he almost jumped out of bed.

"Professor! Are you saying my wand can still be fixed? ”

Dumbledore smiled and shook his head. Brandi lowered his head in frustration, but he suddenly felt that Dumbledore's expression was really out of place, and he looked at Dumbledore expectantly.

"Your wand is a little more special, and I can't fix it—but I think you can handle it yourself. However, at the cost, you may have to stay in the school for a little longer......"

Brandi held his breath as he let out a cheer of surprise.

"I'd love to! Mr. Dumbledore! ”

Then...... From the next room came Madam Pomfrey's majestic roar.

"This is the hospital! Albus! How many times have I told you...... Don't get your patients emotional! ”

Dumbledore pretended to shrink back, and under Brandy's grateful gaze, he happily took a few bags of candy from the table, turned and walked out. "By the way, remember what I said~ The quality of your gift is much higher than Harry's~"

Brandi watched in confusion as Dumbledore disappeared into the doorway of the room, his puzzled eyes scanning the dense stacks of gifts on the table. What is Professor Dumbledore talking about?

He bit the licorice stick, curiously took the large stack of greeting cards and envelopes on the table, and swept them one by one......

A few minutes later, the licorice stick in his mouth unconsciously fell onto the quilt.

"What the hell......"

Brandi put the envelope away in a drawer and buried his head in the white quilt—he felt his face burn.