In the Owlhouse of Hogwarts, following Garfield's call, a fat Scottish round-faced chicken who was closing his eyes to meditate felt Garfield's call.
Open your eyes
I smacked the domesticated species around me that had owners. As an owl used by a father-in-law, it was so sad.
He turned his head and flew out of the owl hut, flying towards the magic mark.
a cat
Flying cat
Oh no, that's the cat form of a powerful mage. Although they are all nocturnal animals, owls don't like cats very much. Apart from the legend about the origin of their own race, the rest can only complain that they are always near the castle.
Robbing yourself of food.
Obviously you can eat fish or cat food, so why do you want to fight for mice with us?
Garfield looked at the fat Scottish round-faced chicken flying over. He stretched out his paw and plucked out a blade of grass and turned it into a piece of paper. He wrote: Aberforth, I'm back. Come to the castle to find me at night, Garfield.
"Scottish round-faced fat chicken, give this letter to Aberforth Dumbledore"
He took out a piece of meat from his pocket and handed it to it: "This is your reward"
As for the copper coins, this is the public owl of Hogwarts. There is no need to give money, just give some food.
After receiving the letter from Garfield, the Scottish round-faced chicken flew towards Hogsmeade not far away.
Turning his head to look at this ancient castle that had existed for thousands of years, Garfield continued to fly towards it.
It was class time now, and there were no people in the auditorium. It looked empty. Garfield strolled for a while, and then went to the tower where he lived.
After telling the password to open the door and go in, Garfield was stunned. The whole room was empty, even the carpet on the floor was gone. What happened? Did Dumbledore take away the things because he thought the king was gone?
Braving the catwalk and continuing to walk in, the huge bathing pool and the golden faucets were gone, and only the foundation was left of the marble outside the pool.
Let me go, which land scraper took these things away?
When I walked to the bedroom, the soft velvet bed was gone, and the hand-made dragon on the fireplace that had been there all year round also disappeared.
It makes the room look like a rough house
What?
In order to find out the truth of the matter, Garfield decided to use magic to trace it. Two cats stretched out their paws, making a circle with their left paws and a circle with their paws, muttering spells in their mouths. After a while, a magic circle was completed, and with the magic
After the formation was completed, time began to go backwards inside the room.
Within the magic circle, the decorations in the room suddenly disappeared. No matter how Garfield looked for them, the spell could not reveal the caster.
It shouldn’t be’
How did you get it?
Dong dong dong
There were footsteps at the top of the stairs, and Garfield took a whiff of the smell of honey. It was the old bee coming.
Albus Dumbledore was wearing a loose robe, a hat, and a black-rimmed eye on the bridge of his nose. He looked at the empty bedroom and Garfield who was arranging the magic circle. He was startled at first and grabbed his attention.
The hand holding the wand lowered.
"Garfield, you are back"
Garfield pawed at the magic circle and asked Dumbledore: "Old Bee, where are the things in this room?"
Dumbledore pushed up his glasses: "The original owners of these things took them away"
Master?
"Are there any descendants of the four founding families?"
Dumbledore looked a little embarrassed and shook his head: "It's not the four founders, it's another ancient figure. There are rules for this and I can't tell you."
Um
Although Garfield wanted to know, looking at Dumbledore's embarrassment, Garfield did not continue to ask.
"Okay, if you don't want to say it, don't say it. The opponent is very powerful, or he is a big boss outside the rules. I can't trace it with the mage tracking, and I can't restore it with time and power."
Dumbledore can understand Garfield's words, which means that the other party is very powerful: "Are you stronger than me?"
Garfield: "It's hard to say, maybe it's not just powerful, maybe it's just special. Old Bee, how have you been in the past few years?"
Dumbledore summoned two chairs, and Dumbledore and Garfield sat down in this rough room.
"What about these? Principal Dippet is old and has stepped down. I am temporarily taking over the position. Some time ago, the secret room of the school was opened, a little girl was killed, and a student was wrongly accused."
Yeah
Dumbledore's narration shows that little Voldemort has begun his sinful life.
Dumbledore was also very sad about this. After all, a student died. Such a young life was lost like this. What was even more annoying was that a student was wrongly accused in this incident, although Hagrid was not very smart.
He looks like one, but his love for magical animals is very similar to his beloved student Newt Scamander.
He tried his best to look surprised, but then Garfield gave up the whole idea. It made no sense, and he was not an ordinary orange cat.
"Old Bee, do you want me to use this spell to track down the murderer?"
Dumbledore nodded: "Yes"
"Old Bee, have you ever thought that my spell is not within the scope of the wizard's system? The Ministry of Magic may not necessarily believe that the effect of this spell is real."
Garfield's words reminded Dumbledore, and he now understood that even if Garfield did it and found the real murderer, Dumbledore would not be able to do anything about it without enough fair evidence. p>
As the Minister of Magic, he must abide by the law, and as the principal of the school, he must be fair. His identity determines that he cannot cross that line in many aspects.
"I understand, thank you for reminding me, but I still want to know who it is"
Staring at Dumbledore's serious face and firm expression, Garfield nodded: "Okay, I promise you, but this matter can only be done between you and Horace Slughorn and Aberforth.
Three people know"
Dumbledore didn't understand why Horace Slughorn was mentioned, but he still nodded: "Okay, I'll call him"
Garfield stretched out his paw to stop Dumbledore: "Don't worry, wait until night, I sent a letter to your brother and asked him to come to me at night, but my room has become like this, old bee, aren't you?
Can you give me some advice?"
Pushing his eyes, Dumbledore said with a very embarrassed expression: "The school fees are not that much anymore."
Garfield rolled his eyes directly: "Don't come to this set. There are so many things in Requirement. You can find a lot of things you need in the room if you just search."
Dumbledore: "But those are all bad, or have cast spells. If one day when you take a shower, slugs or something come out of the faucet, don't blame me~!"
Damn old bee, such a disgusting cat.
He took out a cat's claw gold brick from his pocket: "The remaining money will be donated to my private school"
