Link's return dinner didn't end too pleasantly, because he had been tangled the whole evening in the meaning behind Dumbledore's smile.
But this problem was soon resolved. Because the next day, just as Link opened his eyes, he discovered a black notebook next to his pillow, with a piece of parchment pressed underneath it. Written clearly on it were the words:
[I think this will be something you and your big friend need.
—Your old friend, Dumbledore.]
After reading the words on the parchment, Link was a little confused. But when he actually opened the notebook, he was shocked.
Because it clearly recorded a special Transfiguration spell that could shrink the body size of magical creatures.
As long as he could learn it, Link could shrink Arkam's size down to about the same as an ordinary snake, and carry him around.
It must be said, this gift was indeed quite precious. Because it was obvious that it was a complex Transfiguration spell specially created by Dumbledore for Link, and it was very cleverly designed in a way that even a young wizard could learn to use.
"So, Harry's reward for clearing the final challenge was the House Cup, and my reward for defeating Voldemort is this spell?" Link muttered to himself.
It's just that this gift seemed to have come a little late.
Thinking so, Link's expression suddenly became a little downcast. Because ever since that night in the Forbidden Forest, he had not seen Arkam again.
During this time, he had tried to search, but no matter how hard he tried, Arkam simply did not appear. He even went to find Harry, because the creature Harry and the others encountered in the forest that night was most likely Arkam.
Unfortunately, it was still all in vain.
Sighing, Link still stuffed both the notebook and the parchment into his space pocket.
He believed Arkam was definitely still at Hogwarts, and as long as he hadn't left, then they would definitely meet again in the future.
"Link! We need to go!" John's voice pulled Link out of his deep thought.
Hearing it, he quickly tucked the space pocket into his chest and walked out of the dormitory.
Today was the day they were going home, the Hogwarts Express was about to arrive at Hogwarts.
In front of the Hogwarts castle, it was already packed with people, everyone chatting and laughing while carrying their luggage.
John, that guy, had especially much luggage, two big suitcases, filled with all kinds of Quidditch souvenirs. He was even holding a photo of them winning the Quidditch championship.
Compared to them, Link was much more relaxed. All his luggage had been thrown into his space pocket.
This kind of bag, enchanted with the Permanent Extension Charm, had a huge internal space, perfect for transporting supplies.
The ones using this kind of bag were also some of the younger Slytherin wizards. Each of them mostly came from wealthy pure-blood noble families.
After all, these Extension Charm bags were expensive, ordinary families couldn't afford them.
But even though others had more luggage, they had their own methods. For example, using the Levitation Charm to control the suitcases and make them float forward.
That's what John and Cedric were doing.
Under Professor McGonagall's command, the young wizards quickly boarded the ancient steam engine that was the Hogwarts Express.
After several long hours, they finally arrived at Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.
"Link, we're here." Cedric said softly, then led everyone in the carriage off the train.
This was Link's first time at this magical platform, but as soon as he stepped off the train, he felt a little disappointed. Because this platform wasn't much different from the other Muggle platforms he remembered.
There were people everywhere, some Hogwarts students, but mostly parents coming to pick up their kids.
If you really had to say what was special, it was that most of the parents were dressed very strangely.
The most typical example was Neville's grandmother.
This elderly woman, full of silver hair and leaning on a cane, clearly still cared about beauty, you could tell by her smooth and neat hairstyle. But compared to her hairstyle, her deep-colored fur coat and the hat with a dead duck on top didn't quite match Link's sense of fashion.
Shaking his head, Link finally moved his gaze away from the duck's eyes, which were still emitting a weird glow, and walked alone to the roadside outside King's Cross Station.
That was the spot where he and Madam Flamel had agreed to meet in the letter.
To be honest, Link was feeling a little nervous now. Because he really didn't know how to face this "cheap" mom of his.
Over the past few months, he had indirectly asked various professors for information about Madam Flamel. And the information he got surprised him greatly.
Because in everyone's eyes, Madam Flamel was completely a strong woman.
She was forceful and cold, smart and powerful, a big shot in the noble circle. Even the Malfoy family, one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight and currently one of the richest families, had to lower their heads and politely call her Madam Flamel.
All this was mostly told to him by Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall seemed to have particular admiration for Madam Flamel. She even told Link a story.
It was from the special period after Voldemort's fall, when Death Eaters were being purged by the Ministry of Magic.
A noble family's matriarch, after the head of the family was purged, held up the entire family alone. She repelled countless wolves and jackals, and in the end not only preserved the family fortune but also raised her mentally handicapped son.
Although Professor McGonagall didn't say it clearly, Link knew that the matriarch in the story must be Madam Flamel. And as for the mentally handicapped son, that went without saying.
This story left Link speechless for a long time. But at the same time, it gave Link a clearer impression of Madam Flamel.
'She must be a powerful and unpredictable witch. And judging from the typical personality of pure-blood wizards, and the fact that her husband was a Death Eater, she might also strongly despise Muggle-borns and Muggles.'
That clearly didn't sound like someone easy to get along with.
As for Madam Flamel's appearance…
Link couldn't help but recall Neville's grandmother's outfit…
Sighing, Link felt his scalp starting to tingle.
And at that moment, the sound of sudden braking startled Link. It made him jump. He took a few steps back, and then looked carefully to see that a wine-red convertible had suddenly appeared in front of him.
In the car sat a blonde beauty dressed in revealing clothes. Unfortunately, she was wearing big sunglasses, so Link couldn't see her face clearly.
"Tsk!"
"Rich people nowadays have no manners. So what if you drive a sports car? If you really hit me, I'd sue you for everything you have!"
While complaining, Link stepped back, planning to go around and wait for Madam Flamel somewhere else.
But he had barely taken a few steps when the woman in the sports car suddenly called out coldly, "Link, where are you going? Not getting in the car yet?"
Link's steps froze. He stared blankly at the beautiful woman in the car for a while, and then shouted in surprise, "Eh? EH!!!!~"
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