Settle at Hogwarts

Before Tabor could take a closer look at the mirror, he suddenly felt that the leaves held in his other hand were slightly warm, and the uncomfortable feeling of weightlessness came over him again.

When Tubo finally got rid of that uncomfortable feeling and stepped firmly on the ground with his feet, he realized that he was still standing in the corridor of Hogwarts, as if what happened just now had not happened.

The leaves in one hand had disappeared, while the other hand was holding the small silver mirror. After seeing the saint's logo on the back of the mirror, Tabor understood that everything just now was real and not real. Dreaming.

"It's true." Tabor reluctantly took out a wooden box usually used to collect herbs and put the double-sided mirror in his hand into the box.

After experiencing such an unexpected "trip", Tabor was really not in the mood to go to the library, so he simply walked to the Room of Requirements, thinking about a suite with a comfortable bathtub and a soft big bed.

After walking three times, the door to the Room of Requirement appeared on the smooth wall.

Tabor pushed the door open and entered, taking off his sweaty clothes. Like a boneless slug, he slid into the warm bathtub and leaned softly on the edge.

"A lot."

"Master, is there anything I need to do more?"

"Help me get a set of clean clothes, and also help me wash these clothes and put them in my dormitory."

"Okay, master."

Tabor soaked in the bathtub for a while, then wiped himself dry, picked up Duoduo's prepared clothes and put them on casually, then lay on the bed, constantly recalling his actions in Nurmengard in his mind. A move.

What is certain is that Grindelwald must not have known that he was implicitly siding with Dumbledore and Newt, otherwise he would not have let him return to Hogwarts.

But just because he was in the newspaper when he became the master of potions, he paid so much attention to him, and Tabor felt that it was unrealistic.After all, there is a certain risk in pulling someone away from under Lao Deng's nose.

Taber suddenly thought of what Caractacus said on the train, which seemed to have mentioned family. Is there any connection between his uncle and the saint?

The mysterious and sudden death of his grandparents, Tabor thought, would not be surprising if there was a saint's handiwork involved in it.

Although he had only been in contact with Grindelwald for less than 10 minutes, Tabor felt as if a long time had passed. He needed to sense the other party's emotions at all times and chew his words repeatedly to avoid being directly struck by a clump of blue. The flames burned to death.

After resting for another ten minutes, Tabor finally stabilized his mind.After getting up and adjusting his clothes a little, he walked out of the Room of Requirement.

"Hi! Tabor."

Hearing someone calling his name, Tabor looked around and saw Ravenclaws walking out of a classroom in twos and threes.

"Hi, I'm here."

Looking at the little man who squeezed out from behind the two Ravenclaws, Tabor couldn't help but smile and say hello: "Filius, hello!"

"Tabor, I'm going to the library to return books and borrow two more, and then I'll finish today's paper there. Do you want to come with me?"

Tabor thought that he had missed two classes today and spent his precious time thinking about things. It was really not worth it.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

The two stayed in the library until dinner before leaving.

Time passed quickly, and Tabor spent almost all his free time, except attending classes and brewing potions, on studying spells and practicing duels.

The Room of Requirement has been portrayed as a duel arena many times, and Tubbo's opponents are Dodo and Flitwick.

Yes, Tabor finally encountered a bottleneck while practicing with the alchemy puppet, so after some careful consideration, Tabor brought Flitwick to the Room of Requirement for his first real-life duel.

The magic spell that can hit the puppet with perfect accuracy has no effect in the face of Flivi's flexible figure and the right armor spell.

His excellent talent for dueling made Tabor sigh. Although his magic power is not too powerful, his understanding of magic spells and control of timing are always so accurate.

After a period of practice, Tabor was finally able to gain a slight advantage in the duel with Flitwick.

"Tub, I really, really envy your talent." Flitwick said breathlessly while lying on the mat in the Room of Requirement.

Although Tabor was better, the feeling of emptiness caused by consuming a lot of magic power still made him feel a little uncomfortable, but this feeling was also quickly reducing.

"It's not bad, but I'm always not as good as you in the use of magic spells. For example, with the Iron Armor Curse before, I wasted a lot of unnecessary magic power. If it were you, you could just avoid it." Tabor was very serious. He recalled his mistakes in the duel just now.

Flitwick couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "You are too humble. You must know that talent is a part of strength. Your magic power should still have a lot of room to grow. When you graduate, you will probably have an Auror directly. strength."

Tabor twitched the corner of his mouth. He had always been looking at Dumbledore's level of power, and he really didn't pay much attention to Aurors.

After the two rested for a while, they each returned to the lounge of their own college.

"Tabor, I saw you signed the Christmas detention list. Aren't you going to go home this Christmas?"

Tabor looked at Professor Slughorn who had just put a notice on the bulletin board, and nodded obediently: "I told my father that I want to attend the Hogwarts Christmas dinner."

"Well, it seems that we will be the only ones in Slytherin staying at Hogwarts during this Christmas holiday." Slughorn said with a smile.

"Professor, don't you plan to go back to Prince Manor or Slughorn Manor?"

Slughorn shook his head: "I won't go back, but during the holidays, I will go to some banquets. Do you want to come with me? Tab."

Tubo rejected Professor Slughorn's proposal almost without hesitation. If he had time to attend the banquet, he might as well read two more books.

"Then, I wish you a Merry Christmas in advance." After Slughorn finished speaking, he dragged his body even heavier and walked out of the Slytherin common room.

The next day, Tabor stayed in bed until noon.In the dormitory, Zane packed his things early and left Hogwarts.