The latest chapter in the Harry Potter Bastard novel

If there is anyone at Hogwarts who is both idle and busy, it must be our headmaster Dumbledore. He said that he was idle because he did not have to teach the students or correct their homework. He is said to be busy because Dumbledore is not only the headmaster of Hogwarts, he has a lot of things to deal with outside of school.

Dumbledore is more of a spiritual symbol, a symbol at Hogwarts. It seems that Hogwarts with Dumbledore is the complete Hogwarts. But our principal often goes out and dumps things big and small in the school to be dealt with by the vice president, Professor McGonagall.

And tonight, well, this statement is not very accurate, because it is already past the early hours of the morning, it should be morning. Dumbledore finally had time for routine inquiries after finishing his business in the headmaster’s office.

“So, which students need our attention this year?” Dumbledore leaned back in his high chair and looked at the sorting hat at the top of the bookshelf on the right—a clean sorting hat.

“It’s the same every year, nothing worth noting.”

“Oh? Aren’t Harry Potter and that Selwyn kid also worth noting? Dumbledore pushed away his chair and stood up.

“Nothing worth noting, if anything, that Potter kid doesn’t seem to have a good impression of Slytherin, and he kept saying ‘no Slytherin’ when he was sorted, obviously there was the best place for him.” The sorting hat twisted dissatisfactorily on the bookshelf. “As for the Selwyn brat you mentioned, he chose Slytherin himself, but I think Ravenclaw is more suitable for him. And I can be sure that the kid has practiced brain occlusion, although it is the same in front of me as not. ”

“Oh? Cerebral occlusion? It was not surprising that he had attended Sguller for six years before coming to Hogwarts. In order to fight against the Heart Drill Curse and the Soul Reaper Curse, the children there will be more or less successful in brain occlusion. Dumbledore walked up to his pet, Fawkes, and gently stroked its feathers.

“That’s nothing to pay attention to, after all, I have seen too many little wizards in a thousand years, talented, untalented, intelligent, stupid. I think it’s hard to meet little wizards who I think are ‘noteworthy’. The Sorting Hat stopped moving.

“By the way, I forgot to say.”

Kindness? Did the Sorting Hat notice something unusual? Dumbledore turned and craned his neck to look at the Sorting Hat.

“In a thousand years, no one of the previous principals has ever thought of washing me.” The Sorting Hat shook, “It is still thanks to a little wizard that I can experience this refreshing feeling again, you have to help me thank him.” ”

The headmaster looked speechlessly at the motionless sorting hat.

At this time, Dumbledore seemed to sense something and sat back behind the headmaster’s desk. Looking at the door and waiting.

The door to the principal’s room was pushed open, and a cloud of black floated in and closed the door behind him.

“Ah, Severus, here you are.”

Snape looked at Dumbledore without saying a word—whoever slept would be upset when he was screamed. Not to mention that Snape was already upset with Dumbledore.

“What is the result of your academy’s ‘tradition’ this year?” Dumbledore asked Snape straight to the point. There was no mud and water dragged in the slightest.

“Lucius’s son is the prefect of this year’s freshmen.” Snape was expressionless.

Dumbledore looked surprised.

“yes, it’s a little different from what I thought.” Dumbledore thought with a frown.

“But Draco gave up the single room that belonged to the prefect.” Snape was definitely panting in retaliation for Dumbledore for calling him up late at night.

“Children of the Selwyns?”

Snape nodded and didn’t speak.

“What about the process?”

“Draco didn’t do anything the whole time, the rest were defeated by Selwyn.” Snape’s body moved, “He didn’t say a single spell the whole time. ”

“The silent spell… This was unexpected. Dumbledore stood up, “I’m sure that this kid Solim can defeat other little wizards, but the silent spell is… What kind of magic does he use? Severus. ”

“Impact Spell and Barrier Charm.” Snape saw Dumbledore take out the meditation basin from the cupboard.

“How? You want to see my memory again? An unexpected mockery appeared on Snape’s face.

“I just wanted to get to know this kid, Severus, and I just wanted to make sure…”

“What about a child?” Snape rudely interrupted Dumbledore’s speech. “Instead of doubting a little wizard, why not look into someone more doubtful?”

“Professor Quirrell is a professor hired by the school in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Severus.” Dumbledore put the meditation basin on a special shelf.

“Why let such a person of unknown origin become a professor! Headmaster? I applied so many times and you didn’t agree, but a person of unknown origin did you agree? Snape took a step forward and questioned Dumbledore.

“Quirinus is not a man of unknown origin, Severus.” Dumbledore looked at Snape. “He also graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.”

“You know I sat next to him at the dinner, and the breath on him is definitely not a decent person.” Snape seemed to have decided to get his mouth spoken.

“I promised you to protect Lily’s son, but you turned a blind eye to the immediate danger!” Snape roared.

“No, I’m not blind to the immediate danger. Severus, sometimes focusing too much on the immediate danger and ignoring the real danger. Dumbledore beckoned and signaled Snape to come over. And before we explore the dangers, Severus, I want to see. ”

Snape took a deep look at Dumbledore, took out his wand, ripped a memory from his temple and threw it into the meditation basin.

“Come on, Severus, let’s see.” Regardless of whether Snape agreed or not, Dumbledore grabbed his arm.

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“Didn’t anyone do it first? Since you are all so modest, then I am not polite. With that, Solim began to wave his wand. There were only three girls in Slytherin this year, and these three girls were immediately pushed out of the circle by Solim’s gentle obstacle spell.

“Very skilled barrier spell.” Dumbledore’s eyes kept on Solim. Snape was standing next to him, and it seemed that Snape was still dragged into his own memory by Dumbledore.

At this time, finally some little wizards reacted, and they began to wave their wands to attack Solim, after all, it seemed that Solim was very powerful, and he solved him first – the rest of the little wizards thought so.

Solim pulled Draco to avoid a leglock charm, and with a flip of his hand, an impact spell struck away a small wizard who was about to shoot a spell. Then he dragged Draco and tripped him with his leg – this young master was stupid to pull a pestle there, if he was hit, Solim’s single room was probably unable to escape, but the prefect could not run away either.

While Draco was still lying on the ground, Solim used the counter-spell to lift a small wizard’s spell and seized the moment, and the left hand holding the staff swiped from left to right: an invisible wall pushed out all the little wizards in the circle – except for him and Draco, who had just gotten up.

“Get done!” Solim waved his right hand without holding his wand as he walked out of the circle. “Don’t forget, Draco.”

“Snap!” The people in Snape’s memory were as if they had been pressed the pause button – they stood still.

Dumbledore lowered his hand and came to Solim to look at his right hand.

“Severus, did you see this?” Dumbledore asked, pointing to the ring on Solim’s right hand.

“A ring,” Snape replied honestly, “and I noticed that he was still wearing clothes, well, and a pair of shoes on his feet. Snape taunted.

“What does a ring say? Is it dangerous? ”

Dumbledore ignored Snape’s taunts, but carefully looked at the ring on Solim’s hand. After looking at the ring, he looked at the wand that Solim was holding in his left hand.

“Okay, Severus, I think we can go back.”

Principal’s interior.

Snape looked at Dumbledore with his arm folded, waiting for him to explain to himself.

“Maybe it’s a ring in your eyes, but I know it’s a wand.” Severus, a wand. Dumbledore sat back in his chair.

“What does that mean?”

“It wasn’t an ordinary wand, back then, I was with … I found it while traveling the world. It was later returned to the family that actually owned it. ”

“Selwyn.”

“Yes, Selwyn.”

“So what does that mean, that kid is also a Selwyn.”

“It’s different, Solim is an illegitimate son, and he is not eligible to receive the right to a wand from within the family.” Dumbledore shook his head. Start explaining to Snape.

Ancient pureblood families accumulate amazing wealth over a long period of time. These riches will be passed down from generation to generation, even if future generations are unfilial, squandering gold gallons, squandering precious potions and alchemical materials. But something like a wand is basically inexpendable — even if it changes hands many times. There are too many magical creatures and magical trees that have gone extinct in the course of time, but wands made from them do not. These wands, which are a combination of powerful creatures and wood, are far more powerful than today’s wands. Only pure-blood families with enough background can save some ancient wands.

“This kind of wand is not enough for the concubines within the family, why do you think an illegitimate child would get one?” Dumbledore asked Snape. “And the wand he just used was the one from Garrick’s shop, and that kid had two wands on him, Severus, why do you think so?”

“I suggest you ask him personally.” Snape was unmoved.

“I recognized the ring and gave it back to the family who lost it, and as a token of thanks, Selwyn donated it to the school.” Dumbledore gestured for Snape to look back.

When Snape turned around, he saw a floor-to-ceiling mirror with a gold trim, and with just one glance, Snape could no longer look away.

The feelings of remorse and longing seemed to appear only for a moment, and numbness and indifference returned to Snape’s face.

“What is it?” Snape could hardly resist looking in the mirror again.

“Mirror of Eris.” Dumbledore glanced in the mirror, but quickly looked away. “Use it to protect the Philosopher’s Stone,” Dumbledore looked at Snape, “are you saying it’s foolproof?” ”

“There is never anything ‘foolproof,’ and if it’s okay, I’ll go back.” Snape said he didn’t want to stay here anymore.

Watching Snape close the door to the headmaster’s room, Dumbledore stood up again and walked to the meditation basin, picking a memory off his wand and throwing it in.

At this time, Solim had just finished tinkering with his one-room room—he was tinkering with the room alone after helping Draco win down the prefect.

Now that this prefect-only lounge is not what it used to be, Solim has made a lot of changes to this prefect’s lounge. Leaving the elf away all the decorations he thought were useless, the lounge that was exclusive to him would only be used for sleeping and theoretical magical research. He would find another place to cook potions and practice spells, after all, he didn’t want the place where he slept to be filled with the strange smell of all kinds of potion materials, and he didn’t want to mess up the room when practicing spells. Anyway, there are a lot of empty classrooms around the Slytherin common room, so just find a hidden spot when the time comes.

It was late, but Solim had no intention of resting. He was now leaning against the end of the bed looking at his “tome”. Tomorrow morning the first session is a history of magic to catch up on sleep, and the second session is a spell. The only Slytherin classes were Potions and Transfiguration and Defense Against the Dark Arts classes with Gryffindor, and the rest were with Ravenclaw. To be honest, Solim prefers to dealing with Ravenclaws more than Gryffindor. In Solim’s words, it’s better to deal with the same sex, and if you want to deal with Gryffindor, the first thing people will definitely say is: “You evil Slytherin stay away from me.” “Or is there some conspiracy of you Slytherin viper to approach me!” “Thinking that Solim has a big head, Neville went to Gryffindor, and he will definitely have no less chance to deal with Gryffindor in the future.

Solim decided not to think about these bad things for now, and it was imperative for him to find what he was looking for from the book in his hand.

As mentioned earlier, Solim has a good relationship with his half-sister. The only thing that could make Solim feel warm in Selwyn’s castle was this little sister. When Solim was four years old, there was a magic riot – before his two older brothers. Dax and Sabiantis, one is five years old and the other is six.

Pure-blood wizards look at a wizard’s talent mainly to see when the magic riots, the earlier it shows, the higher the talent. The sooner the little wizard who riots with mana, the faster his mana will grow. Of course, the sooner the better, four years old is almost the limit. If you have done it earlier, you will most likely become silent – this is the death sentence. No silent person lives past the age of ten.

Solim was sent to Sgul, a school only open to special wizarding families, shortly after the Magic Riot. Let’s not mention how Solim was devastated and tortured at that school after he was seven years old. He could only go home once a year, if Solim called the Selwyn family’s castle “home.”

The eldest brother did not wait to see him, the second brother ignored him, and his father could still have a few words with Solim if he returned. As for Mrs. Selwyn… Hehe, Solim can’t wait to be as far away from that woman as possible – the matter of Solim’s biological mother has not yet been understood.

Of the people in the entire castle, only Silna, the little sister, was closer to him. After all, the little girl has no one to get close to. Their eldest brother and second brother made the school a little neurotic, but there were two extremes – one hot-tempered and one silent. For a little girl, it is difficult to communicate with. At this time, Solim, the most normal-looking brother, became the only person the little girl could talk to, and Solim really needed to find a psychological sustenance to divert his attention – otherwise he would be like his eldest brother and second brother sooner or later.

Although Solim finally escaped from Sgulle in the end, the sustenance he was looking for just to survive himself has really become the sustenance of his heart over time. He hopes to find a way to change the fate of his Squib sister.

And hope is in the book in his hand.