Settle at Hogwarts

Nurmengard has become an inaccessible place since the death of Grindelwald was confirmed.

The Ministry of Magic Aurors who came to keep an eye on it from time to time have long since left, and the original saints are dead and scattered. The magic surrounding it has not completely dissipated, and the Muggles still cannot see the castle.

The courtyard was covered with dust. It must have not been cleaned for a long time.

Tabor moved his fingers slightly, and the dust and some messy leaves were instantly swept away by the strong wind and fell into the lake in the distance.

"Time!"

Tabor sighed in his heart.

Even though this was the retirement retreat of the greatest wizard of the past, it cannot resist the erosion of time.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Tabor turned around warily, but saw no one.

Look down again, okay!He is actually a child who is not even taller than his own waist.

"I am here on a holiday."

"Really? I thought you also came to pay your respects to the place where Lord Grindelwald once lived."

Tabor raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that even after so many years, some people still admired Grindelwald.

"Have you seen that lord?"

The little boy nodded grandly: "Of course, my grandmother has always kept his portrait!"

Tabor turned to look at the castle and suddenly lost interest in entering.

"Okay, then I wish you a good time."

After Tabor finished speaking, he disappeared and appeared in the woods across the lake the next moment.

Grindelwald's philosophy itself didn't have much of a problem in Tabor's opinion, but many people were harmed when the plan was implemented.

Especially in the last few years, the Saints were mixed, coupled with the gradual madness of their leaders.

It even made many people frightened by the news.

"Revolution is always accompanied by bloodshed and sacrifice."

Tabor looked at the calm lake, his eyes seemed to have passed through a long distance, staring at the child with a face full of admiration.

He had some doubts about whether it was right for him to kill Voldemort directly to keep the wizarding world calm.

Although the peaceful magical world is beautiful, it is always less majestic and has no heroes who can lead the development of the entire wizarding world.

"Pfft~~"

Tabor's eyes were attracted by the fish jumping out of the water to take a breath, and he simply cast a floating spell on the fish.

Fish: "!! Barbie is having sex!!"

Tabor stared at the fish twisting in the air, and the various cooking methods instantly squeezed out the distracting thoughts in his mind.

"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Even if the earth and stars leave me, they will not stop turning. As an old man in his 60s, I'd better enjoy life."

Fish: Dead eyes, white belly, twisting body, spitting bubbles!

Tabor finished his lunch and walked into the middle of the woods.

There is a very inconspicuous little mound here, which contains some relics of Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

As for their bodies, they are not here. They were probably burned into ashes and then scattered into the lake.No wonder the fish in the lake are becoming more and more delicious.

"Most people would never imagine that you would bury relics here. Is it possible that you want to be able to see Nurmengard as soon as you look up?"

Tabor's spiritual sense reached out and sensed the things buried underground.Then, with some regret, I discovered that they were all 'tatters' that had commemorative significance but had no practical use.

By the time Tabor returned to Cokeworth, the Evanses were already there.

It was just the Dursleys, but they hurried back to Surrey because there was a company Christmas dinner.

For Tabor, who has experienced many Christmases, there is nothing that can surprise him whether it is Christmas dinner or Christmas gifts.

However, it is always a good experience to spend the holidays with family.

After Christmas, Tubb went straight back to Hogwarts.

It wasn't that Severus and Lily didn't treat them well, it was just that they were used to spending most of their lives in school.

Within a few days, Draco was sent to school by his father.

"Professor, I only prepared three gifts for Christmas this time, two of which are from my parents."

Looking at Draco's arrogant look like "Come on, compliment me" but he doesn't want to say it directly.

Tabor reached up and rubbed his dry blond hair.

"I love Draco's gift."

Tabor looked into those gray eyes and said seriously.

Draco's face quickly turned red, and even the back of his ears was stained with a hint of pink.

"You, hi, just like it."

After Draco finished speaking, he sat down on the sofa stiffly, lowering his head to hide his inner joy.

Tabor also didn't expect Draco to be so thin-skinned.To think that just because of a word of recognition, I could be so happy.

I don’t know how strict the family education I once received was.

"Come to school so early and have you finished attending the banquet?"

Draco quickly adjusted his mood after hearing Tabor's question.

"Important banquets will be held a few days before and after Christmas."

After Draco explained something, his face suddenly became a little downcast.

"Professor, I received a lot of Christmas gifts, but the house elf seemed to have lost a few when he was sorting them out."

Tub stared at Draco for a moment.

Draco's eyes were looking around, but he didn't dare to look at Tabor again.

"In that case..."

Tabor looked through his cabinet and found a relatively basic alchemy notebook.

"Just think of the notes I once had as Christmas gifts."

Draco took the note and put it away carefully.Although it felt like it was perfunctory, being able to get a gift was considered a success.

Tabor, who saw everything in his eyes, didn't care.

In fact, when Draco repeatedly mentioned Christmas gifts, Tabor could basically guess what he wanted to do.

Isn't it just an insinuation to remind myself that I didn't give him a Christmas gift?

"Okay, take the notes back and read them carefully. Although most of them are basic things, there are also some simple methods for refining props. You can try it yourself when you have time."

"Okay, Professor."

Draco answered obediently, and then said goodbye with a wink.

Tubo waited until Draco left, closed the door to the office, and then entered Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets.

"Baby Tabor, why are you back so early?"

"Inas, I am already 70 years old in a few years. Can you please stop calling me that?"

Inas in the portrait was a little unhappy. She couldn't reach Tabor outside the painting, so she slapped Axel hard beside her.

Tabor glanced at the person in the portrait with some nostalgia, and then simply turned it upside down on the table.

Since he was able to see through the essence of the portrait, he no longer had the thought of deceiving himself.

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