Chapter 622: Absurdity with a Reasonable Explanation, the Editor-in-Chief of The Quibbler (1/2)

Chapter 622: A bit of a reasonable explanation in the absurdity, the editor-in-chief of The Quibbler

The next day, Aaron woke up from his bed.

"System, sign in."

"Host signs in at Dean Forest, and gets 1 magic point."

"How stingy." Aaron pouted in disdain.

"The host's thought body signed in at Hogwarts and received 5 magic points."

"The total is six. It's really like going back to the days before liberation overnight!" Aaron rubbed his forehead regretfully. "I was too impulsive last night and accidentally spent all my magic points."

"Please don't worry about these details, host." The system comforted, "You still need the Rat Talisman, the Ox Talisman, the Dragon Talisman, the Snake Talisman, and the Monkey Talisman. The host can collect 12 talismans."

"That's 5,000 magic points!" Aaron rolled his eyes unhappily, "Even if you're just drawing a pie in the sky for me, at least there should be some technical content!"

"After collecting 12 talismans, the host can get extra magic energy from the Fire Demon and open the corresponding magic energy commodity column."

Aaron:......

Okay! This pie is very technically drawn, but it's just a little bit bigger.

Walking out of his room, Aaron became the respected 'Gandalf' again.

Harry and the other two walked out of the room one after another. After breakfast, they gathered in the hall.

"Although the symbol is our only clue at the moment, do we really need to go find Mr. Lovegood?"

"We're on our way, Ron." Hermione said impatiently, "Luna will be home for Christmas soon, and you can ask her then."

"Harry, has your Golden Snitch changed?" 'Gandalf' asked.

Harry was stunned for a moment, he almost forgot that he had such a thing.

He took out the Golden Snitch, used the Levitation Charm to suspend it in the air, and then couldn't help but widen his eyes.

I saw a line of small words on the surface of the Golden Snitch: I will open it when I finish.

"What does this mean, sir?"

'Gandalf' frowned slightly, and after a moment's silence, he said: "According to Dumbledore's plan, this end should be when you will face the mysterious man."

"But it didn't open in Godric's Hollow!"

"No, you misunderstood me.

To be precise, it is the time of the final battle, that is, when all Horcruxes except Nagini are destroyed, and only one of you can survive."

"The diary and the ring are destroyed." Ron counted on his fingers, "The locket is in Aaron's hand, not counting the snake's By the way, the Gold Cup of Hechipka and Ravenclaw's crowns. We can find two more upsteps. Said: "We have already suffered a loss on that sword." "But we can't help but find it." Hermione said seriously. At this time, her face was slightly changed, and the Jin Galong was exuding a warm temperature on the neck, which meant that Aaron was going to contact her. Tao, immediately took down Kim Garon to start a long -distance communication. "What did he say?" Harry and Ron looked at Hermione expectantly. They guessed from her expression that there might be good news this time.

"The sword, the sword of Gryffindor has been found."

"What?" Harry was so excited that he was incoherent. "Where is it? Where is the sword?"

"The headmaster's office at Hogwarts."

"What does that mean?" Ron frowned in confusion. "Didn't Scrimgeour say that the sword was missing?

Besides, if the sword is really in the headmaster's office, what's the difference between it and being in the hands of a mysterious person?"

"Listen to me first." Hermione smiled meaningfully. "Aaron told me that finding the sword was a test arranged by Dumbledore. He knew that Godric's Hollow was very dangerous. In this case, our actions prove the courage of Gryffindor. "

"What does this have to do with the sword?"

"Only when we go to Godric's Hollow will the magic hiding the sword be lifted."

"But it's still in the headmaster's office!" Harry sighed slightly, "Could it be that Aaron stole it?"

"No, have you forgotten that Dumbledore has a special messenger?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other and said in unison: "Fawkes."

"That's it, it will deliver the sword to us."

"Great." Harry smiled.

He knew the magic of the phoenix, it can come and go freely in the headmaster's office.

"Wait." Ron seemed to have thought of something. "It has been at least a month since we went to Godric's Hollow. Why did Fawkes send the sword today?

Also, how did Aaron know?"

"This is where Dumbledore's brilliance comes in.

He cast a special concealment magic and replication magic on the sword. After the sword appears, this magic will automatically start, and an identical sword can be copied in a month.

As for how he knew... Abe smelled a familiar smell while taking a nap, so he flew to the window of the principal's office and took a look, and then..."

Hermione didn't finish her words, but Harry and Ron both imagined the following scenes.

Then Abe rushed into the principal's office, subdued Fawkes, and brought him and the sword to Aaron, and only then did he understand this part of Dumbledore's plan.

'Gandalf's' mouth twitched slightly, he didn't think too much, just silently gave the thought body a thumbs up.

I am worthy of it! I can even make up such nonsense.

Although it sounds a bit outrageous, it involves a shrewd and great wizard, a magical phoenix and a holy dragon that can press the phoenix to the ground and rub it, which makes sense in the absurdity.

Not only can the sword of Gryffindor be delivered to Harry as a matter of course, but Fawkes' appearance is also a great encouragement, proving that Dumbledore's spirit is with them.

Boom!

A ball of red flame suddenly appeared above the four people, but they were not panicked at all, but showed surprise on their faces.

The next second, Fawkes flew out, and it was circling in the air with lust all over its body.

A silver sword was thrown down by it and inserted steadily in front of Harry.

Harry took a deep breath and reached out to slowly grasp the hilt of the sword.

The sword seemed to give him infinite courage. The scenes of the previous struggle with Voldemort flashed through his mind quickly, and all the uneasiness and self-doubt disappeared at this moment.

"Thank you, Fawkes." Harry said with sincere gratitude.

Fox chirped and spread his wings and flew down.

Harry subconsciously raised his arm, but Fox ignored him and landed steadily on Gandalf's shoulder.

Harry:......

It was so embarrassing!

"Good boy, good boy." Gandalf touched the feathers of the phoenix, took off the wine bottle from his waist and fed it.

Seeing Fox's familiarity and respect for Gandalf, Harry couldn't help but feel jealous, "Sir, did you know it before?"

"No! How could I know it!" Gandalf said seriously, "Maybe I have an inexplicable attraction to magical animals!

Hermione, do you want to touch it too?"

"Ah... Can I?"

"Of course, it won't reject you."

Hermione excitedly put her hand on Fox's back and gently stroked its red-gold feathers, and Fox also behaved very docilely.

This is its future mistress, it's right to behave better.

"It's so beautiful." Hermione exclaimed sincerely.

"Can we touch it, too?" Ron asked curiously.

"No." 'Gandalf' immediately changed his tone, and Fawkes flew into the air, turning into a ball of fire and dissipating.

"Do you really dislike it so much?" Ron curled his lips, "Maybe Dumbledore has assigned it other tasks."

"Don't worry about the details, now we just need to find two Horcruxes." Harry smiled and waved his sword, feeling extremely relaxed.

......

After Christmas, several people came to the village of Ottery St. Catchpole.

On the top of a mountain, an extremely strange house stood under the blue sky, with a ghostly moon hanging behind it.

"It must be there. No one except Luna would live in such a place." Ron said firmly, "It feels like a car."

"How is it like that?" Hermione asked puzzled.

"I'm talking about the car in wizard chess." Ron shrugged and walked towards the house.

Arriving at the outskirts of the house, three wooden signs were nailed to the gate.

Editor-in-chief of The Quibbler: X. Lovegood

Please choose a bunch of mistletoe for yourself

Do not touch the airship Lee

"You are right, this is it." 'Gandalf' said, and then pushed open the creaking gate.

The winding path was full of various exotic plants, the shrubs were full of orange-yellow radish-shaped fruits, and the two crabapple trees bent by the wind were full of small red fruits and mistletoe crowns.

'Gandalf' knocked on the door, and soon Xenophilius Lovegood opened the door.

He was barefoot, wearing a set of stained white pajamas, and his white hair was dirty and messy, especially sloppy.

"Who are you looking for? Who are you? What's the matter?" Xenophilius asked.

"Obviously, we're here to see you." 'Gandalf' smiled, "Of course, your daughter can be too."

"Hello, Mr. Lovegood." Harry introduced himself directly, "I'm Harry Potter, Luna's friend.

I have some questions to ask you, can you let us in first?"

Xenophilius' pupils dilated slightly, and his eyes stayed on the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead for a while, "I don't know if this is appropriate. To be honest, I'm afraid I shouldn't..."

"I won't bother you for too long." Harry said immediately.

"This..." Xenophilius' eyes flashed with a struggle, "Okay, please come in."

Several people crossed the threshold, and Xenophilius immediately closed the door.

The whole room is a standard circle, the stove, sink, and cupboard are all made into a standard arc, and are painted with flowers, insects and birds in bright primary colors.

The styles are very different, close to nature, but... incongruous.

But everyone looks at things differently, and perhaps this is normal in the eyes of Lovegood and his daughter.

"Why don't we go upstairs!" Xenophilius said awkwardly, obviously he felt it was very impolite to entertain guests in a dirty and messy room.

However, the room upstairs was not much better. It was still a standard circle, but the space was smaller, with many books and papers piled up. An old printing press made a ping-pong sound and spit out copies of "The Quibbler".

"Excuse me." Xenophilius's expression changed slightly, and he strode to the printing press. He used his body to block the sight of several people and covered the printing press with a dirty tablecloth, covering the noise of clacking.

"Why are you here?"

"We need some help." Harry said.

"Help?" Xenophilius' eyes evaded, his expression was very unnatural, "It is very dangerous to help Harry Potter."

"Didn't you call on everyone to help Harry on "The Quibbler"?" Ron asked.

"Yeah! I expressed that opinion, but..."

"Let others do it, not yourself?"

Xenophilius swallowed his saliva, his eyes swept over several people, and he seemed to be struggling hard.

"Where's Luna?" Hermione asked, "Why don't I see her?"

Hearing Luna's name, Xenophilius trembled, and his eyes gradually became firm.

"She's fishing in the stream and will be here soon.

Wait a moment, I'll make you a pot of tea."

After saying that, he hurried down the stairs and closed the door.

"What a coward." Ron said disdainfully, "Luna is ten times braver than her."

"He may be worried that the Death Eaters will find out that I have been here, and he will be in trouble." Harry said.

"I support Ron this time." Hermione said, "What a disgusting hypocrite, letting others help you but shrinking back."

"I don't think so." 'Gandalf' said lightly, "Like father, like daughter. He can raise a daughter like Luna, so he should not be much worse as a father."

"'Gandalf', what you said makes sense, but you also saw it." Ron grumbled, "He is almost afraid of writing the word on his face. His attitude is completely different from what he wrote in the magazine."

'Gandalf' was thoughtful. From the moment he entered the door, he noticed that Xenophilius was in a very confused state.

He glanced at Harry's scar several times, each time with indescribable entanglement and hesitation, like a gambler who has reached the end of his road struggling whether to place a bet.

"Something is wrong, very wrong."

"Sir, what's wrong?" Harry asked puzzled.

"Hush!" Gandalf made a gesture to keep quiet, "Don't bother me yet."

The three looked at each other, but out of trust in Gandalf, they knew better and didn't ask any more questions.