RPAGF Chapter 155 We are here to thank you (page 12)
Chapter 155 We are here to thank you (page 12)
Neville's face was a little twisted, and he kept circling his hands under the table.
"No…this is my wand."
Mu En put down the wand and felt the changes.
The wood is tired. Upon closer inspection, the place where the runes are engraved has abnormal cracks along the rune veins.
The core of the wand is covered in dust, and it doesn't look like magic power flows through it all the time.
The tip of the wand was even slightly charred.
It didn't look like a wand that was only two or three years old.
Hmm...Ollivander's unique anthropomorphic description.
Mu En looked at the nervous Neville and took out two glass cups. He opened the small box next to him and poured ice cubes into the glasses with a bang.
"What to drink? Whiskey or brandy?"
? ?
"No professor, I...I don't have to." He waved his hand quickly.
"Then let's have a cup of warm eggnog!" As he said that, Mu En placed a cup of steaming white drink in front of Neville, with a few small yellow osmanthus flowers floating on the top.
"Cheers." Mu En held the cup in her hand and sprayed it with him.
Then Neville had to awkwardly hold the cup and take a sip.
It wasn't until he took a moment to realize that it was just a cup of hot milk.
"I said - it's just a chat, don't be so nervous." Mu En laughed and picked up the wand.
"Neville, it's tired." Moon said.
"It...who?"
"Your wand." Another voice said from the table.
Mu En turned the photo frame over, and a girl in a green dress appeared in the photo frame, following the hair of a big cat.
"This is my friend, Miss Sindel." Mu En introduced. The picture frame on the table was empty. It was specially prepared for Sindel.
He planned to prepare some more after a while.
"Hello, my name is Neville Longbottom, from Gryffindor." Neville greeted.
He relaxed a lot.
Seeing this, Mu En handed the wand back to him.
"Professor, what do you mean it's tired?" Neville asked quickly.
"Magic wands are very loyal." Mu En said: "It once served another person, tried its best to change itself, and became a close partner with him.
And now, although it is willing to serve you, but - the changed appearance cannot be adjusted anymore. "
"Professor, what do you mean..." Neville shook his head: "I don't want to change."
Mu En was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"This is just advice from a friend - the choice is yours. Also I have to say, your determination is admirable.
damn it! If I were a teacher instead of a friend now, I would definitely give you some serious points! "
"Professor, you can actually do it." Neville said, raising the corners of his mouth.
The office fell silent.
Neville suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and finally worked up the courage to tell a joke...
"I refuse." Mu En smiled: "There's no way you want me to secretly give you points here." Mu En said.
Neville laughed.
Afterwards, Mu En and Neville chatted for a while, and the conversation didn't end until the hot milk in the cup bottomed out.
"A very introverted child." Sindel said: "He said that when he laughed and made trouble for the first time, he was extremely nervous and was afraid that no one would respond."
"Yes." Mu En nodded: "It's quite interesting..."
"Mr. Cat, so you think that wand is..."
"It belongs to his father or mother," Mu En said, leaning back on the chair.
They had talked a lot just now, but Mu En deliberately did not talk in this direction.
And in some of the discussions about Neville's life, there is no mention of his parents.
even…
"Toad is a pet. It seems that the old lady is obviously worried about her grandson." Mu En said.
In the past, toads were known as the devil's pets and had a very bad symbol.
Perhaps Mrs. Longbottom hoped that such a demon pet could protect her silly grandson.
"Well...it seems I have to go talk to Dumbledore..." Moon stood up and walked out.
……
In the evening, after comparing common alchemical herbs among modern wizards, Harry finally figured out a method that could be used to concoct a golden apple branch.
He returned to the dormitory happily and was about to take a rest when he opened the door and saw Draco sitting alone on the bed.
The candles in the lounge were lit, and the dim candlelight flickered, illuminating only the thin black shadow beside the bed.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked.
"Hmm..." Draco hummed in response.
It wasn't until Harry walked in for a moment that he said, "Um, do you mind if I ask about your father?"
If we were to talk about who was the most famous person who fought against Voldemort, probably besides Harry Potter and Dumbledore, it was the Potters.
He could only think of this, but on the other hand... it was hard to say anything. After all, he had just inexplicably had a conflict with Neville over something similar.
Harry's hand froze for a moment, then nodded: "I don't mind, but I don't know much myself. You know, I want to find more people to understand."
"I don't understand at all." Draco smiled awkwardly: "I want to ask, what do you think Death Eaters mean to them?"
"Rubbish."
?
"Oh, sorry. I said it wrong - it's in my eyes." Harry waved his hand sheepishly.
"It should be said that in their eyes, maybe he is Voldemort's lackey? He is a guy who creates chaos and arbitrarily deprives other people of their names for his own benefit."
"Is there anything wrong with pursuing your own interests?" Draco said.
"That's right." Harry nodded: "But at least there is a certain bottom line, right?
When a guy abandons his bottom line for profit, in my opinion, it is actually equivalent to removing himself from the human group. "
As he said this, Harry waved his hand.
"Perhaps in their minds, if they remove themselves from the human group, they are like aloof gods. But in fact, most of them are just beasts without humanity."
"What the hell..." Draco helplessly raised his forehead: "Speak simply."
"Trash." Harry waved his hand.
"What about Professor Snape..."
"That's rubbish too," Harry said simply.
"Unless he really has something hidden... Well, I am willing to believe this. After all, Principal Dumbledore believes in him so much, and Professor Jones has never said anything bad about him."
The latter is the biggest reason why Harry trusts Snape.
Draco shook his head: "Forget it, I don't understand what you are talking about at all...just go eat."
Harry shrugged and walked outside nonchalantly.
The corridor was bustling with people. Looking at the people walking on the other side, Draco, who was quiet, suddenly said: "Okay, I admit... I am indeed quite ignorant."