trainer at hogwarts

The crystal lantern retracted its arm, and the creepy feeling gradually disappeared. He thought for a while, then reached out to the pile of gold Galleons, and the feeling came back...

After going through the cycle several times and trying different vaults several times, Crystal Lamp Huo Ling couldn't help but sigh, those stupid and ugly goblins still have quite a lucrative career as capitalists.

I have to say that these goblins still have some ideas. As long as someone steals these gold galleons, they will be cursed.

But do you think this will stump me? How is it possible, I, a ghost-type boss, an expert in dealing with curses, this rubbish curse... Wait, it seems that the owner asked me to step on the spot, not to steal things.

The crystal lantern fire spirit pretended that nothing happened and drifted away.

The master seems to have asked me to find something... What is it...?

Forget it, I don’t understand why the owner said it so cryptically, and he was still shaking this goblet around while talking.

……

Every time Crystal Lantern went for a walk around Gringotts, he kept a part of the terrain in mind. Later, he found that Gringotts was just like that, so he went in with paper and pen.

The master's request is to find out the locations of the key vaults, the Lestrange family's, the Potter's family's, the Malfoy's family's... in short, all those pure-blood families need to know.

Potter... the crystal lantern spirit paused when he saw this surname. Didn't the master even let little Harry go? What an evil master, hahahaha, but I like it.

Maurice will admire the parchment in his hand with satisfaction. After the unremitting efforts of the crystal lantern spirit, he finally touched the treasury of those pure-blood families clearly.

"Master." Gardevoir knocked on the door.

The expressions of Morris and the Crystal Lamp changed. Morris immediately stuffed the parchment back into the Crystal Lamp's arms, and the latter rushed out of the window with a "whoosh".

Morris simply cleared the table: "Come in."

Gardevoir walked in with a plate of fruit and frowned before taking two steps: "Why does it smell like lamp oil?"

"Oh? Lamp oil?" Morris pointed to the candle on the table, "I just wrote a letter, it's red wax."

Gardevoir placed the fruit in front of Morris and tilted his head: "But I feel the smell of the crystal lantern."

Morris' mouth twitched, Duoduo, you are not a dog! Why does the nose have to be so sharp?

"Oh haha..." Morris laughed dryly, "Maybe I mixed the lamp oil of the crystal lantern with the candle..."

"Can these be mixed together?" Gardevoir looked suspicious. Then he sighed, "Master, you'd better be careful. The crystal lantern's lamp oil will cause harm to you after it leaves his control."

Morris said with a smile on his face: "Yeah, okay, I'll definitely do it next time."

Gardevoir didn't seem to pay too much attention. He cleared the table and left the room.

Huh, false alarm.

…………

4 Privet Drive.

Vernon and his wife were in a very good mood. Today was the weekend. Dudley went to play with his friends, and that troublesome Harry also went out. The two of them could spend a rare time together.

Dudley, on the other hand, was in a very bad mood.

He wasn't hanging out with his friends, he was simply dragging Harry out.

"What are you nervous about?" Harry asked knowingly.

"Well, what that guy said..."

Harry smiled: "Are you talking about Maurice? Didn't he tell us a long time ago that he was a prophet? Don't you believe it until now?"

Dudley yelled: "How is that possible!"

Harry shrugged: "Isn't it over then... So, what did you want to do when you called me out today? As far as I know, since you were beaten by Hedwig, you wanted to be thousands of meters away from me when you went out. .”

Dudley blushed: "It's your bird that's trying to hit me like crazy!"

"Does the uniform of Smelting Middle School look good?" Harry changed the topic, but his tone sounded like a mockery.

Dudley: "If Maurice Hill takes such good care of you, he will definitely not let you go to Stonewall High School."

Harry was stunned. He was indeed not going to Stonewall Middle School. The coveted Hogwarts admission letter was probably on the way.

"Why do you think so?"

Dudley thought he was talking about his relationship with Morris, and complained, "Everyone can see that."

"Your parents don't think so." Harry laughed at himself, "They think I just got lucky and met the kind-hearted Mr. and Mrs. Hill."

Dudley gasped: "I'm not that stupid... Well, Maurice, I obviously don't want my parents to know about you, and as long as I'm at home, Hedwig won't do anything to me, she'll just beat me up at school. A little more cruel... But you don't mind at all whether I know something or not. But once I want to mention this matter to my parents, there are always all kinds of strange things that prevent me from opening my mouth."

Harry was shocked, he didn't expect Morris to do this for him.

In fact, this really wasn't Maurice's doing. If Harry hadn't been his scapegoat, he really wouldn't be in the mood to deal with him.

The reason why Dudley is always blocked is partly because of Gardevoir and partly because of Hedwig. Moreover, who knows what Dumbledore did in the Dursley's house back then...

"I'm not stupid enough to anger that priest. That would be asking for trouble." Dudley said unconvinced, "You have been a monster since you were a child, so you should go to a school where monsters should go!"

"Maybe." Harry said calmly.

Perhaps because of reciting "Born in Sorrow, Die in Joy" (excerpted version) every day, Harry's mentality has become much better now. And recently, Morris seemed to want to give him the entire "Heart Sutra". Reading the square characters made Harry's scalp numb. He would rather memorize the "Bible" than that thing.

"Where are you going?" Dudley continued.

Harry was a little impatient: "Why do you have so many problems? Does it have anything to do with you where I am going?"

A trace of fear flashed across Dudley's chubby face, and he whispered: "I saw it, that night..."

"I don't have time to play tricks with you here, I still have my own things to do -" Harry turned around and prepared to leave.

"You're standing at the door of Mom and Dad's room, and you're holding something in your hand, and it's a ball of flame!" Dudley roared loudly.

The wand appeared in Harry's hand in an instant. He turned around, his eyes were cold, and he slowly pointed the wand at Dudley's neck.

"what do you want to say?"