Hagrid's Potion...... It should be said that Madam Pomfrey's potion worked, and at least the legs of the four people were less itchy.

The fluff of the spider is so hard that the pants are difficult to prevent, and occasionally a few not-so-honest ones will be pierced through the pants and stuck on the tender skin.

Not only Hermione, but even Harry and Ron, who were wearing trousers, were a little itchy by spider fluff, but after all, they were through their pants, so they were bearable, not as serious as Hermione.

The good news is that the potions in the wizarding world are wild, and the effects are immediate and have additional effects, such as spider toxins and so on.

Hagrid didn't keep them any longer, and after a few brief words, he let them go back to Hogwarts.

After thanking Hagrid, the three of them took Tilfa back to Hogwarts Castle.

So, there is the scene that happened before.

……

"Good job." Louis nodded approvingly and said to the trio, "For your excellent performance, each of you will be rewarded with two hundred credits."

The trio looked at each other, and they all felt that the trip was worthwhile.

Even Ron, who was full of resentment, left the big spider behind for a moment.

"Yay! Louis is great!

！」 Ron said something that was misleading.

"Alright, I think you three should go back and take a good shower and get some sleep." Dumbledore said, "Fighting spiders is exhausting."

"We're fine." Hermione immediately said that her heart did not allow her to take half a step back, and she grabbed Harry, who wanted to leave.

After Hermione said this, Ron and Harry were not sleepy, and they both sat down in their chairs with their eyes wide open, looking at Tifa and Dumbledore with longing in their eyes.

Gossip is human nature, especially children who are very curious.

Dumbledore and Louis, you look at me, I look at you, no one wants to be the villain who dissuades the three curious babies first.

Forget it, it's not a shady secret anyway.

"You ......," Dumbledore finally said.

Hermione said very respectfully, "Don't worry, Professor, we're definitely not Hagrid!"

Courtesy Hagrid: You?

But it's worth affirming, at least Hagrid's big mouth is well-known, after all, this rectum can't hide any secrets.

This is not only known to the students at Hogwarts, but also to the Ministry of Magic.

Dumbledore knew this, of course, but what he told Hagrid was what he could say to people, or what he told him on purpose.

"Okay." Dumbledore glanced at Hermione meaningfully, and reached out to fill each of them with a full glass of chilled lemonade and a snack.

Watching Dumbledore stuff the cockroach candy into his mouth, Louis suddenly remembered something big: "By the way, did you guys bring back the corpses of a few eight-eyed spiders?"

"No, what's wrong?" Hermione bit down on a piece of potato chip, making a cachaka rubbing sound, and then remembered the exchange of the eight-eyed spider just now, and instantly put the potato chip aside.

Louis subconsciously made a motion of pushing his glasses, and said with a fanatical expression, "You didn't bring back such excellent ingredients? Really, I thought Hogwarts was going to add a new food source......

The three little ones only glanced at each other, and were so shocked by Louis that they forgot to chew the snack in their mouths.

"Spider...... Can you still eat it?" It was Ron who asked this, and he couldn't accept the fact that he was in the advanced stages of arachnophobia.

"Have you ever eaten a crab?" Louis asked seemingly cluelessly.

Ron nodded without hesitation, "Of course I've eaten, but I'm my favorite crab...... But what does this have to do with crabs?"

"I can responsibly tell you that the eight-eyed spider not only looks like a crab, but it also tastes basically the same - you know, when the eight-eyed spider is broken, you will find that the structure inside is almost exactly the same as that of a crab." road

Yi Si looked nostalgic: "Especially the part of the spider sac under the belly, it tastes like jelly......

Ron's face turned blue and retched unconsciously, and even Harry and Hermione's faces were not very good.

"What I need to warn you of is." Louis put on a serious look: "Spiders are not suitable for steaming and eating, because compared to crabs, spider meat is more greasy, and water will affect the taste, I personally think spiders are more suitable for roasting, and you must remember to remove all the body hair of the eight-eyed giant spider, try to burn it off with fire, after all, you don't want to have an itchy throat after eating, right?"

"Of course, don't fry it, spiders are rich in fat, and foreign fats can destroy the original taste of spider meat......

At this time, even Hermione couldn't hold on a little anymore, she helped the iron-faced Ron, and stopped him repeatedly, "Don't ...... Stop it...... I can't accept ......."

"Huh? Don't you love potato chips?" Louis laughed evilly, "Looks like you like the crunchy texture of potato chips, don't you?"

Hermione didn't know that Louis was hiding a knife in his words, and simply nodded and replied, "I do like the crunchy texture."

"Look, that's it." "Scientifically speaking, humans like crunchy textures because their ancestors consumed a large number of arthropods, among which arachnids have the largest intake because they can't fly and are high in nutrients and calories – this pursuit of crunchy texture is engraved in human DNA......

Don't carve everything into your DNA! DNA can cry well!

Hermione couldn't hold on any longer, she thought of the spider entrails that had broken Ron's body, and snorted.

She looked at Louis with a resentful expression, and now she finally knew what it meant to know the sky and the man......

Dumbledore's face froze a little, and it was sometimes not a good thing to have too much imagination, but he didn't seem to think that this food was so unnatural, but that it was ...... Some yearning. After smacking his mouth twice, he turned his gaze to Tifa, "Tell me, Miss Lockhart, what's going on?"

His attitude gave Louis the illusion that he was asking Tilfa to explain his problems at the right time and place.

But Tifa was a little absent-minded, she looked at Dumbledore with a blank expression, and asked with some hesitation, "I ...... now Is it at Hogwarts?"

Seeing that her demeanor and eyes were completely unpretended, Louis and Dumbledore looked at each other, both of them flashing with puzzled expressions.

"Or do you think this is Beauxbatons' Headmaster's Office?" Louis asked rhetorically with a black face, pointing to Dumbledore, "You think he looks a lot like Lady Maxim?"

As soon as these words came out, Ron "poofed" into a Hogwarts flower and squirted lemonade out of his mouth.

His imagination was also rich, and he even thought of Dumbledore wearing the regular uniform of Miss Maxim, Headmaster Beauxbatons......

"Uh, I'm sorry, I don't remember a lot of things, or only a few memories of Mohu." Tifa rubbed her temples in some annoyance.

Louis asked, "As far as I know, you seem to be possessed by something...... Is it a demon?"

The ears of the three little ones are pricked up, demons? What kind of melon is this?

Tifa thought about it carefully and shook his head again, "It doesn't seem to be, that kind of power gives me a sense of peace, and it shouldn't be like a demon at all...... And it's something I drove out on my own initiative, and if it's a demon, I can't seem to do that."

"I think that's the case." Dumbledore set the tone, "Hogwarts Castle is engraved with demonic expulsion charms, and even if demons possess ordinary people, they will not be able to enter Hogwarts unless he destroys the entire castle walls."

"It's not a demon, what could it be?" Louis tapped on the table, a little incomprehensible.

Tifa recalled for a moment, and then said slowly, "It's an angel...... I believed in the Lord when I was in the orphanage and was not picked up by Gildero, and then, some time ago, I was

When I first graduated, there was a holy voice that always told me that it could help me, so that I could stop holding Gideroy back and help him in his career......

"I can't remember the day I said yes to him...... Since then, I have been a little confused, I seem to have come to an ideal world, happy, without feeling any troubles, but suddenly one day I woke up from this dream, and I saw that I had killed Gilderoy uncontrollably...... Oh, my God...... What did I do......

"Angels? How could an angel do such an evil thing?" Ron's mouth was still chewing, but it didn't delay him from being a qualified 100,000 why.

Hermione said with an ugly face, "Ron, there are not only angels in this world, but also fallen angels......

Dumbledore immediately raised his arm, stretched out his hand and drew symbols in front of him, and incomprehensible spells flashed in the void, constantly hitting the walls of Hogwarts.

Then, a mark opened on his palm, which gradually condensed into a small cloud of blood above his palm. Under the bewildered gaze of the onlookers, who did not know the truth, this ball of blood flew into the wall.

"What are you doing here, Headmaster?" Louis asked, puzzled.

"Oh, nothing, just a few inconspicuous angelic banishment spells." Dumbledore gently wiped the wound on his hand and said casually, "Miss Lockhart is not lying, the fallen angel left her body."

"So, Assistant Teacher Tifa, do you know the true name of the fallen angel?" Hermione asked curiously, "If you know her real name, you can summon them, and I've seen how to summon angels in the Hogwarts collection."

"First of all, angels don't necessarily respond to you; Secondly, you are the equivalent of a heretic, so do you want to summon an enemy?" Louis looked disgusted.

He was not wrong, after all, wizards and the church are on the same footing, and the medieval church did not burn wizards......

As the backstage of the church, it's no wonder that angels can have a good face for wizards.

Tifa shook her head and denied, "He once told me that his name was Raphael...... I know that it is one of the seven archangels under the throne of the Lord, the guardian of the tree of life in the Garden of Yindian......

"That's even more impossible, Raphael can't do such a thing, let alone do it himself......" Louis shrugged, "Have you ever seen a leader do anything himself, especially to seduce a human woman...... Tsk, that's what only Satan's tasteless fallen angels can do."

Hermione nodded, looking very understanding: "That makes sense, fallen angels are also angels after all, and they still retain the characteristics of angels, such as being able to possess themselves with the permission of others, and their neutral and peaceful powers, giving people the impression of decency......

"That way, we won't be able to deal with them the same way we do against the demons." Dumbledore nodded and looked at Louis, "You're going to learn Enoch, Louis."

"Huh? Enoch?" Louis is a bit big, can he not learn a new language?

It was a lot of work to learn English......

It's not that he's not bad at learning new languages, it's just that he's been lazy lately and doesn't really want to learn.

"Professor, I want to learn Enoch too." Hermione hurriedly said that she would not let go of this kind of learning opportunity at all.

Louis looked at her and wondered if you were the king of rolls or was I the king of rolls?

If you continue to be so lazy, it won't match the person of the King of Volumes, bastard!

He took a breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll learn ......."

The great Debsky once said that it is all knowledge, let's learn, learning is endless, too deep.

"There are only two known ways to restrain angels, and they are the Holy Fire and the Angelic Expulsion Charm." Dumbledore shrugged, "Unfortunately, our magic generally doesn't do much harm to them."

"So what's the use of us learning magic?" Ron asked, dumbfounded.

Hermione patted his head, "How could an ordinary wizard come across angels and fallen angels like that

The most dangerous enemy they can encounter in their lives is the Cornwall elves......

"That's right." Ron raised an eyebrow, "Learn Enoch and add me one."

"Me too!" Harry said very positively.

Louis looked at the trio, who smiled warmly at him.

"We want to be useful, too." Harry was smiling, but Louis felt like he wasn't that stupid either.

Of course, stupidity is not a derogatory term here, and sometimes stupid people are lucky to be stupid, and Harry and Ron are like that - you see, stupid Ron can marry Hermione, and stupid Harry can become a real savior, not only because of their efforts, but also because of their blessings......

How many people can't ask for this blessing?

Dumbledore interrupted the four dolls touching each other, he looked at Tifa and asked, "Lady Lockhart, I need to remind you that Gildero's death has nothing to do with you, and even if we accept the idea of a fallen angel possession, the Ministry of Magic will not believe it."

Louis thought about it for a moment, after all, Fudge would not even admit that Voldemort had returned, let alone make him admit that the fallen angels had made trouble.

There is a high probability that he is holding his tail between his legs and that this thing does not exist, and he has punched the "culprit" Tifa into Azkaban.

"What the hell is going on with Gildero......" Tifren asked in a depressed tone.

Louis sighed, stood up and patted Tifa's soft shoulder: "Mourning, I brought back his body......

Ignoring his red and swollen eyes, Tifa looked up at Louis.

"Really...... Oh, thank you, Mountbatten......" Tifa looked at Louis with anticipation in his eyes.

Louis shook his head and said to Professor Dumbledore, "Professor, I suggest you open the window first."

Dumbledore did as he was told, and Louis released the lump of Lockhart from the space.

Due to the circulation of the air, the smell was not so strong, but the stench still made the three little ones almost vomit.

But someone had already vomited, it was Phineas in the portrait, and he vomited all over the portrait, only to be knocked unconscious by Principal Dalys, who once again tied him to a chair with several other principals.

When everyone looked intently, they saw a lump of black poop.

"I'm sorry, but when I found Professor Lockhart, he was already like this......" Louis looked at the lump in front of him with some reluctance.

Tifa let out a terrible scream, clutching her neckline with one hand and covering her mouth with the other, and fell limp to her knees with both legs.

"Gildero...... Gildero......" Tears rolled down her cheeks and fell to the ground, her expression sad.

"Tragedy......" Louis shook his head.

"Tragic ......", "Tragic ......" and "Tragic ......" shook their heads together, Rao was that their impression of Lockhart was not very good, and now a sad mood also arose.

It's the good nature of human beings.

"He's a great writer." Dumbledore's coffin is conclusive.

"Great writer." The four little ones repeated Dumbledore's conclusion.

Louis added, "His works will be immortalized."

"Immortal......" repeated the three, Hermione had broken the defense, she sobbed under her breath, and she couldn't bear to look at Lockhart's remains again.

"S......," Dumbledore sighed.

"S......" the four repeated in unison.

Seeing that Tifa was about to get to the poop, Dumbledore's expression tightened, and he waved his hand to turn the toffee on the side into a life-size wooden carved coffin of Lockhart, and put the lump of Lockhart inside.

At the same time, Tifa pounced on the coffin.

"Gildero...... I'm sorry for you, it's me who hurt you...... How can I live without you......

Tifa sobbed, tears slicing Lockhart's sculpted face.

"Well......" Dumbledore wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, and he was hesitating when there was a knock at the door.

It was Professor McGonagall and four other deans.

"What's going on? Dumbledore?" The first to speak was Professor Flitsch, who couldn't see the situation clearly in the crowd, so he could only jump to his feet and ask, "I think I hear someone crying?"

"It's Gildero, he's been devoured by that monster in the Chamber of Secrets." Dumbledore shook his head and sighed, "You've arrived just in time, Assistant Teacher Tifa will be handed over to you, and I still have some things to deal with with Hagrid."

With that, Dumbledore took his Fawkes and disappeared into a cloud of fire in the Headmaster's room.

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