Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 377 Melancholy (for Subscription)

Chapter 377 Melancholy (for Subscription)

The bleak autumn wind didn't seem to bring the desolation to the Pyrenees, nor to Beauxbatons. Even though the weather was gloomy, most of the little wizards still had a good time talking together.

The students of Ouagadou turned into various animals and played on the grass of Beauxbaton, the "dark wizards" of Durmstrang were addicted to some kind of wizard confrontation game, and the boys and girls of Beauxbaton were fighting each other. Standing together with teacups, nodding and smiling or pecking lightly.

From this point of view, it seems that only Hogwarts students are in a mess, chatting together scattered like petals scattered on the ground.

"Miss Qiu Zhang..." Harry looked nervously at the girl in front of him. It took him a lot of effort to muster up the courage to hold her back, and looked at the girl in front of him who was a little confused.

Harry immediately lowered his head and said shyly, "Can I invite you to the dance with me?"

After all, Harry looked up at Qiu Zhang worriedly, hoping but worried to hear the answer from Qiu Zhang.

"Sorry, Harry..." Qiu Zhang's answer was not what Harry expected. She said in an apologetic tone, "I have made an appointment with Cedric."

"Cedric..." Harry nodded, and then said helplessly, "Sorry to bother you."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like Harry has failed." George leaned against the tree and said to the people beside him, "Why don't you invite Harry, Ginny."

"Yeah, you like him anyway." Fred also nodded: "Every vacation, I'm clamoring for Ronnie to ask for a letter..."

"Don't talk nonsense..." Ginny lowered her head and blushed slightly, and Woka beside her frowned and said, "Don't pay attention to them."

"Speaking of which, Fred, have you found a dance partner yet?" Woka looked at him and said, "As far as I know, Angelina has accepted Lee Jordan's invitation."

"My words..." Fred was at a loss for words for a moment, she and he had been busy with the prize quiz for the past few days, and indeed forgot all about the dance partner.

But he looked at the chuckling Woka and immediately reacted and said: "You still talk about me, do you have a dance partner?"

"Of course she has." George blinked at Fred, then gently pulled out a flower from his cuff.

"Beautiful Miss Woka Anluo, do you accept the invitation to dance with me?"

Volka chuckled and nodded, then shot Fred a provocative look.

"Damn it..." Fred muttered and raised his head, looking at Julian who had been silent all the time.

"Miss Stingley..."

"I refuse." Julian shook her head immediately: "I don't think I need a dance partner."

"Hahahaha..." Her sharp refusal made everyone laugh.

"Look, sometimes this is youth." Dumbledore nodded to Ash beside him and said, "Have you picked out your dancing partner yet?"

"Dance partner?" Ash shook his head. He was just thinking about black magic and the abyss. He didn't expect Dumbledore to ask him such a question suddenly.

"I can't dance." Ash shook his head honestly. Of course, if Dumbledore deserves to dance with enemies, then Ash is still better at it.

He is especially good at dancing with gem crystal dragons, ancient dragons and knights.

Of course, these dances usually end with someone dying.

"Won't it?" Dumbledore seemed a little surprised: "I thought you should be invited to dance often."

"No." Ash shook his head. He glanced at Dumbledore and asked, "Then Headmaster Dumbledore, have you found a dance partner yet?"

"Me? Hahahaha." Dumbledore stroked his beard and said, "I don't need a partner anymore."

"After all, I'm old." He looked at Ash as he spoke, "You're still young."

Hehe... Ash was afraid that Dumbledore would faint by telling his age. You know, he might be about the same age as Hogwarts.

Of course, this counts the time spent lying in the cemetery.

"Two gentlemen..." A magnetic voice sounded, and the two turned their heads to see Fufa standing quietly behind them.

"What do you want sir to tell someone?" He looked at Ash and bowed lightly, and the clear and crisp sound of the sword showed his respect.

"It's not that I've been looking for you." Ash shook his head lightly.

"I'm looking for you, not gone." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I have an errand for the Ministry of Magic to trouble you."

"Is that what you mean?" Weifa looked at Ash.

Ash nodded slightly: "Principal Dumbledore's orders are my orders."

"Someone understands..."

"Since Pettigrew's death, Azkaban has completely entered a state of emergency... But because of those dementors, most of the Aurors are still unwilling to enter Azkaban to work. d" Dumbledore looked at Unfaded said: "That's why I recommend you."

"Perhaps you could consider helping out there first."

Ash nodded slightly. This was Dumbledore's request, and Ash himself was reluctant...but when he thought that he could use Unfading to enter Azkaban more conveniently.

He agreed.

After all, no one is not greedy for that huge pile of souls.

"Someone obeyed..." Weitao thought for a while and asked again: "When do you need someone to go?"

"Tomorrow." Dumbledore said, "You'd better arrive in Azkaban tomorrow."

"Someone understands." After saying that, he left before fading, and he had to leave again after he had just arrived at Beauxbatons.

"Fade is a nice gentleman." Dumbledore looked at Ash: "It's great to have his help."

"Fade is a knight." Ash nodded and looked at Dumbledore: "And a knight always has to show his edge."

"A knight?" Dumbledore nodded. "Speaking of which, I think of the content of the Goblet of Fire."

"The content of the game?" Ash looked at Dumbledore in surprise, he didn't expect that Dumbledore already knew.

"Of course I know." Dumbledore smiled softly at Ash.

"Do you want to know?"

Seeing Dumbledore's blinking, Ash shook his head slightly: "I'm not curious about these things."

"Hmph..." Dumbledore smiled and didn't speak again, but after a long time, he turned his head and glanced at Ash.

"Are you really not curious?"

"Not curious."

Looking at the silent Ash, Dumbledore laughed. Seeing that he was not interested, naturally Dumbledore would not speak.

"By the way, Ash." He suddenly thought of something and said, "Hagrid needs you for something."

"It seems to be about Fantastic Beasts."

"I understand." Ash nodded slightly.

(End of this chapter)