After a deep groan, Dumbledore suddenly asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, most of the magic weapons refined by the Eastern Refiner are offensive, right?"

Lin Yi nodded: "Offensive magic weapons are indeed my best field, but I will also refine some functional and defensive magic weapons, such as this ......"

As soon as the words fell, a snow-bright long sword appeared in Lin Yi's hand, and then he raised his hand and waved, and more than a dozen translucent wind ropes extended out from the sword, binding the two stools beside Lin Yi.

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed slightly, a thoughtful look on his face.

Lin Yi didn't know that he had actually seen the warlocks in the East a long time ago.

Therefore, when Lin Yi showed it, Dumbledore could see at a glance that these wind ropes were composed of high-speed flowing air currents, and once the protective layer on the surface was removed, these wind ropes would change from safe restraint to dangerous cutting.

Is this a functional artifact......

Dumbledore turned his head as usual and looked at Lin Yi.

"These artifacts of yours...... All sword-shaped? ”

Lin Yi blinked and put away his long sword with some embarrassment.

"You know, I'm a sword fairy......"

"Haha!"

Dumbledore laughed heartily, and he stood up and patted Lin Yi on the shoulder.

"A sword is a sword...... But you may have misunderstood what I meant, it's not that I don't want offensive magic weapons to say that, on the contrary, what I want most now is offensive magic weapons, and I can take as much as you want. ”

"Really?" Lin Yi looked surprised.

"Of course," Dumbledore sighed, "I wouldn't have been so happy if it had been two years earlier, but now...... As I said in my letter, something tricky is starting to happen again. ”

Lin Yi nodded clearly, and then said with a serious expression.

"If there's anything you need my help with, just tell me!"

That's what Dumbledore was waiting for!

A smile appeared on his face, and his white beard seemed to be curled.

"No hurry, no hurry, things haven't gotten that tricky yet......"

Dumbledore sat down, and then he spoke, as if suddenly remembering something.

"By the way, Lin, there's going to be a Quidditch match at Hogwarts tomorrow, would you like to take a look?"

"Quidditch?"

"That's right, it's the most popular event in the West, the Wizard Event!"

"Really? Then I'll see. ”

"Trust me, you're going to love it!"

Hearing Dumbledore's confident words, Lin Yi smiled, and then asked seemingly casually.

"Professor, can I enter your library, I'm interested in the history of the Western wizarding world......"

"Of course."

Dumbledore bowed his head slightly, smiling.

"But before that, Professor McGonagall will take you to her room and wait for you...... Once you've settled down, it's not too late to visit the Hogwarts library. ”

"Then it's troublesome."

……

……

Meanwhile, three second-graders found their way into the bathroom in disrepair.

"Do you really want to be here - I mean, should we find a more secluded place?"

The little boy with red hair and blue eyes said unnaturally.

Next to him, the girl with her long, unkempt brown hair glanced at him and spoke.

"It's secluded enough, Ron, at Hogwarts, anyone in their right mind would never come to this bathroom, believe me, it's definitely ......"

Before she could finish speaking, a shrill cry came from the bathroom cubicle, interrupting the girl's words.

The three children covered their ears in unison and carried through the most unbearable treble stage.

After letting go of his hand, Ron glanced at the closed cubicle and listened to the continuous sobbing sound in his ears like background music, and he couldn't help but sigh: "You're right, Hermione, there's a crying myrtle, no one will come to this place......"

As soon as the words fell, there was another sharp high-pitched sound, and the three children had to cover their ears again.

"Stop talking!"

Hermione glared at Ron, who cowered his neck.

"Let's get the book out first!"

The boy next to him whispered.

With bright blue eyes, dark and unkempt hair, and a slender lightning-bolt-shaped scar on his forehead, he is the protagonist of this world, Harry Potter.

Hermione nodded at Harry's words, then took the moldy brick book out of her bag and placed it in front of them.

On the cover of the book, there are four large striking letters——。

In the light of the bathroom, the three children began on the first page, page by page, looking for the potion they wanted.

Hermione's eyes widened with excitement as she flipped through the pages of terrifying horrific potions.

"Found it!"

She whispered as she pointed to a spot on the page, and Ron and Harry looked at each other.

After reading line by line, the excitement on the faces of the three gradually cooled.

"This is the most complicated potion I've ever seen!"

Hermione frowned tightly, her fingers running over the ingredient list.

"Lacewings, leeches, weeds, amphifers...... And the horns of the powdered bicorns, the snakeskin fragments of the African tree snake, and the little things in the person we want to become. ”

Listening to Hermione's incantation-like words in his ear, Ron shuddered.

"Hermione, are you sure we're going to do it ourselves?"

"Or else?"

"How about we go to find Danas, his Potions has always been the first in his grade, and even Professor Snape can't trouble him with his grades!"

"Don't be naïve, Ron, we're doing something against school rules!"

“…… Do you mean you don't want to pull people into the water? ”

“……”

Hermione glanced at him, but didn't speak.

"Hermione was worried that Danas would report us out of fear." Harry smiled and turned to look at Hermione, "But I think he can be trusted, didn't he tell him about Hagrid's dragon raising last time?" ”

"That's because Malfoy was ahead of him."

Hermione rolled her eyes and snapped the book shut.

"Okay, do you want to do it or not? If you don't want to find out if the heir to the Chamber of Secrets is Malfoy, I'm going to go to Miss Pince right now and give her back the book!" ”

“……”

Ron and Harry looked at each other, and then snorted.

"To be honest, I never thought that one day you would encourage the two of us to break the school rules."

Hermione glared at him, but a faint flush appeared on her cheeks.

Harry hurriedly said, "So be it! Hermione, what do you say we should do? ”

"Hmph......" Hermione snorted lightly, and then straightened out her thoughts, "First of all, the liquid grass, which must be picked on the day of the full moon, and the lacewings, which need to be boiled for twenty days......"

"Uh-huh......"

Listening to Hermione's coherent analysis, Harry and Ron could only nod their heads in agreement.

While they were hiding in the bathroom to "plot loudly", outside the bathroom, a blonde boy in a Ravenclaw robe leaned against the wall with a hesitant face.

After thinking for a moment or two, the blonde boy sighed and turned to leave.

"The basilisk is too dangerous, so I'd better not get involved in this matter yet...... But the basilisk's teeth are very useful, and when Harry defeats them, I might be able to sneak a spare ......."

The blonde boy looked down in thought as he walked down the road.

"Hi Danas~"

A greeting came from the front, and Danas looked up with a smile on his face.

"Hi, Luna!"

I saw a girl with long dark blonde hair and a somewhat erratic temperament walking over, and a pair of silver eyes looked at Danas in a trance, and looked him up and down.

Facing Luna's gaze, Danas's expression did not change at all.

"If you want to go to the bathroom, I'd suggest you'd better change it, because the crying myrtle is starting to cry again and getting water all over the place......"

"Really?"

Luna tilted her head sharply and looked down the deep hallway behind Danas.

"Okay, then I'll have to change to a bathroom with a lot of people."

Luna nodded, then turned and walked back in the direction she had come.

Looking at Luna's somewhat fluttering back, Danas narrowed his eyes slightly.

Immediately, he shook his head and walked in the other direction.

After turning a corner, Danas's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked ahead with a somewhat stunned expression.

In front of him, Professor McGonagall was walking towards him with a handsome young man in a white T-shirt, and behind this handsome young man was a little girl in a white dress of about ten years old.

Looking at the young man's distinctly Chinese face, Danas couldn't help but be stunned.

"This man...... Who is it? ”