trainer at hogwarts

"Albus? Are you here too?"

Dumbledore turned his head slightly, and a solemn-looking Professor McGonagall trotted over with her skirt in hand.

"Minerva, are you still awake?" Dumbledore asked casually as he glanced at the door.

"Get ready to sleep...Oh my god! What happened? I heard the sound and rushed over." Professor McGonagall said in shock.

"I think we have to put out these fires first." Dumbledore did not answer Professor McGonagall's question, "To be honest, I only knew something happened here after listening to the portraits' conversation."

Professor McGonagall nodded: "Yes, your office is far away from here."

"Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall. What happened? I heard a very unpleasant song."

A gloomy-looking Snape trotted over from the other side and looked at the door nervously.

"Severus, are you here too?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "Then let's go in."

With a flick of the wand, the door immediately shattered to the ground, and the will-o'-the-wisps in the room were no longer blocked, and each one floated out.

"What kind of flame is this?" Professor McGonagall tapped it lightly with her wand. "It won't automatically extinguish it. Li Huo? It doesn't look like this. Li Huo is not this color."

Although the will-o'-the-wisp has a large range, high stickiness, and high damage, it is still a bit unsatisfying when encountering Dumbledore in his normal state.

As soon as he raised his wand, these will-o'-the-wisps gathered in one direction as if consciously, forming a big fireball, and then a crystal chandelier gradually appeared in the fireball.

Gardevoir was floating in the air wrapped in telekinesis. She looked at the people in front of her quietly... feeling a little panicked.

"Good evening, Miss Gardevoir." Dumbledore looked around, "Why don't you see Maurice?"

"The master is not here." Gardevoir spoke succinctly.

She created a small black hole and put the owner in it. It is true that he is not here. This is not a lie.

Originally, she planned to take her master to chase Voldemort, but this ability was not stable. The black hole was another dimension. If she had to maintain the black hole while chasing, it would probably cause the black hole to break, and her master would be the first to suffer.

But the speed of the crystal lantern fire spirit was not as fast as that of the two runners. I don't know what method Voldemort used. Quirrell controlled by him was very fast, and he didn't care about any physical injuries at all.

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and did not dwell on this issue anymore. Portraits don't lie. The probability that so many people got it wrong is not high. He should have hidden it himself. Why?

"Where's Quirrell?" Snape said gloomily, "I've looked for him, but there's no one."

"He's gone." Gardevoir pointed to the shattered window.

There was silence in the room.

"I think we need Miss Gardevoir to tell us in detail what exactly happened here." Dumbledore said.

Gardevoir nodded: "That's natural."

Then he talked about it...

……

Gardevoir, who is used to making up stories, is now able to tell a very logical story without blushing or beating. Although she doesn't know why she didn't tell her master on the spot, since that's what the master ordered. , then there must be a reason, and all I need to do is do the tasks assigned by the master.

It was finally time for the Crystal Lamp to be revealed to the public, and he spun around in front of everyone in a very coquettish way, showing off his smooth lampshade, slender arms, and unique color of will-o'-the-wisp. But obviously, neither Dumbledore nor Professor McGonagall nor Snape were in the mood to admire a lamp at this time. They wanted to know what happened to Quirrell.

"...Then I saw the crystal lantern fire spirit suddenly crash into Quirrell, knocking Quirrell into Voldemort's side, and then Voldemort took possession of Quirrell's body and ran away." Gardevoir said unhappily.

"What are you talking about?" Crystal Lantern Fire Spirit's eyes widened, "It's obvious that they don't know how to run together, okay! What does it have to do with me?"

"Bogui doesn't lie." Gardevoir said coldly.

Crystal Lamplight smiled aurafully: "Of course the waveguide is not wrong, so are you still different from what I saw?"

Gardevoir turned his head and said, "It's unreasonable."

"Hey, I'm so bad-tempered——" Crystal Lamplight's spirit itched her teeth. It was obvious that she didn't know when these two guys got close to each other. I must have bumped into them. Didn't I know whether I passed or not?

"Ahem." Dumbledore interrupted the two quarreling elves, "Don't be impatient, why don't you tell me one by one?"

Professor McGonagall was still a little unable to accept it at this time: "Is Quirrell really Voldemort? He was obviously such a good boy once..."

"Quirrell is not Voldemort, but Voldemort is parasitic on him." Gardevoir corrected, "Professor Snape must have discovered this a long time ago."

Snape said with a dark face: "I just doubt..."

"You are so suspicious of me, you almost started fighting. Don't think we don't know." Crystal Lantern Huoling interjected, "There are only so many people in the school. Apart from the new students every year, there is only a Defense Against the Dark Arts class that changes every year. Only a professor can take advantage of this, not to mention his acting skills. My master has long realized something was wrong."

Snape's face turned even darker. This lamp was not polite at all!

"What? Not convinced?" The crystal lamp fire spirit jumped twice more.

It's just a slap in the face!

"It's true that there are just as many elves as there are masters!"

"Severus, don't do it." Dumbledore hurriedly stopped Snape, who had drawn out his wand and was about to duel, "Miss Gardevoir...?"

Magical flames danced around Gardevoir, and the crystal lanterns stared at Snape. Will-o'-the-wisps formed a circle around him.

Gardevoir shouted angrily: "Ignorant guy, who gave you the courage to insult my master!"

Professor McGonagall stood up and tried to break up the fight, but a freezing beam blocked her face.

"If you take another step forward, you will also become our enemy!"

Dumbledore: "Miss Gardevoir, if it affects our relationship for such a trivial matter, it's not worth the gain."

"Relationship? Do you think I need this?" Gardevoir raised his head slightly, "Master has kindly wanted to help you again and again, but you have never believed it. Now, we stay up all night fighting with Quirrell and Voldemort. After all this time, you have been late and insulted the master. Where is your conscience? Huh?"

Gardevoir stabilized his mood slightly and continued: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to stay here, Crystal Lamp Spirit, let's go!"

"it is good!"

The next second, these two figures disappeared from the sight of the three people.

Professor McGonagall was stunned on the spot. She was the person with the least exposure to this matter. She just arranged the level, and Dumbledore only reminded her from the side that Voldemort might wake up.

That's it...

"Albus...?"

Dumbledore's face was as dark as water: "Okay, that's it... Well, come to me and tell me. In the future, we may have to lose some powerful assistants..."

Snape's face turned blue and white, and he held back a sentence for a long time: "...I said too much."

"It's not your fault Severus." Dumbledore said warmly, "Fighting Voldemort is our business."

………………

"Master, all the tasks you assigned have been completed."

Gardevoir looked at the three people leaving and said telepathically.

"To find the Frozen Bird, we have to leave here for a while. No, that's not necessary, just go as usual."

In the black hole, Morris lay on the ground, feeling terrified.

I was still careless. After all calculations, I didn't expect that Voldemort was still connected with that mysterious chamber of secrets. No, it should be said that organization.

It's unheard of for them to be able to interfere with superpowers and the power of waveguides!

Fortunately, I have more than just these two, and my own waveguide is not that simple.

This time, I let that damn Voldemort escape, and I was almost tricked.

My own strength is not strong enough, even facing Quirrell can only be done reluctantly. After this incident is over, I will have to find Dumbledore in the future and ask him to give me more tutoring lessons. Presumably he will not refuse because he is busy with Voldemort.

"Master? Master? Are you okay?" Crystal Lantern Fire Spirit asked tentatively, "I have a question to ask you."

"We'll talk about it together when we get to Frozen Bird." Morris was a little tired, "But you did a good job today."

"But, but..."

"Okay, Duoduo might be really angry. There's nothing I can do about it. Who told you to hang around?"

"I don't know why..." Crystal Lantern Fire Spirit said aggrievedly, "I can't control myself!"