"Special Contribution Award?" Of course Tom had heard of this award, but his impression of it was that only Tom Riddle had ever won it. Tom Riddle, who was awarded a special contribution award for "solving" the Chamber of Secrets incident.

There is such a senior in the list of winners, which is still a bit shocking.

As in a historical story, a king likes to invite his warriors to drink from his treasured ivory cup. But since he let a villain who sucked carbuncle and hemorrhoids drink for him also drink from that cup, no warrior is willing to drink the wine in this cup.

So Tom's feelings about the award are delicate. But the other little wizards don't know about these twists and turns, they only know that Tom and Hermione seem to be included in the school history.

And they are indeed going to be recorded in school history.

Hermione flushed with excitement. As someone who is familiar with "Hogwarts: A School History", she naturally knows what the "Special Contribution Award" is. This is not a small award to fool people, but an award given to Hogwarts students who have made outstanding contributions to the school. Her and Tom's names will be inscribed on gold medals and displayed in the school's prize room for posterity - if anyone ever looks.

Compared with this kind of treatment, the extra points are all pediatrics.

Everyone present cast envious glances at Tom and Hermione. Percy's eyes almost popped out. As the president of the student council, he can also leave his name. Wouldn't it be better to leave his name one more time?

It's just a pity that opportunities are only reserved for those who are prepared...

After finishing speaking, Professor McGonagall left the podium. Tom took advantage of her "remaining prestige" and ran out of the auditorium before Hermione, leaving Hermione in the auditorium to deal with the enthusiasm of the students.

He caught up with Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Yoddle, is there anything else you can do?" Professor McGonagall stopped when he heard footsteps behind him, and looked at Tom seriously.

Her gaze made Tom a little flustered. It felt like facing the class teacher directly. Even though he had done nothing wrong, he was still subconsciously afraid.

"Professor, I have a conjecture about my patron saint. I want you to verify it for me." Tom swallowed, forced himself to calm down, and told Professor McGonagall his needs.

"Of course, I'd love to." As Tom expected, Professor McGonagall did not refuse him. She also has a strong interest in Tom's Patronus. A Patronus in the form of a Fantastic Beast is very rare, and it's even more unheard of for two Patronuses to be both Fantastic Beasts in the same form. Even if the relationship between the two is relatively special, it is difficult to explain this kind of thing. You know, the patron saints of most couples are different.

Professor McGonagall found an empty classroom and took Tom into it.

With one wave of her wand, she cleared a large space in the classroom, and then she looked at Tom and made a "please" gesture.

"Call God to protect you!" Tom waved his wand, summoning a cloud of silver mist.

Is the emotion not strong enough? Professor McGonagall looked at the shapeless fog and frowned: the situation on the day of the match was indeed rare. In that state, it was normal for Tom's spell to break out.

But how to make Tom recall the state of that day has become a difficult problem for Professor McGonagall.

"Yordle—"

"Professor, can you summon your patron saint?" After Tom's conjecture was initially verified, he immediately started the second stage of proof. Now he needs someone to summon the Patronus in front of him.

If your Patronus can also transform, then your Patronus can be confirmed as a Boggart.

"Of course!" Although he didn't understand why Tom Yodel wanted to look at his Patronus, Professor McGonagall still used the Patronus Charm to summon his tabby cat Patronus.

Then something that shocked her happened: the piece of silver mist summoned by Yodel gradually changed into the appearance of her patron saint, even the patterns around her eyes were exactly the same.

"This..." Professor McGonagall was speechless in surprise. Then the name of a creature came to her mind: Boggarts.

"Your patron saint is a Boggart?!" Professor McGonagall looked at Tom in surprise.

"Maybe, maybe not, but my Patronus can indeed imitate the form of other people's Patronus."

"Merlin!" Professor McGonagall felt that he had been shocked more in the past two days than he was usually shocked in a year.

"I didn't expect to see this kind of patron saint in my lifetime!" Professor McGonagall had a feeling that he would die soon after hearing the news.

But Tom's experiment wasn't over yet. He watched the two Patronuses carefully, trying to find signs of their fusion. But he failed.

The two patron saints approached each other, and after getting acquainted with each other through repeated temptations, they started playing together. But even if they hug each other and roll, they have no tendency to merge.

Therefore, Tom's Patronus can only have that strange connection with Hermione's.

"Professor, do you know the reason why Hermione's Patronus and I changed yesterday?" He decided to ask Professor McGonagall directly.

"I don't know," said Professor McGonagall crisply, "but Albus has speculated that the magic of love between you and Hermione has changed your Patronus like never before."

"The magic of love?"

Professor McGonagall nodded, "The most mysterious, profound, and oldest magic in the magic world. In fact, the more advanced the magic, the more intense emotional fluctuations are required. For example, the Unforgivable Curse that uses negative emotions. For ordinary little wizards Adult wizards are not so afraid of the Unforgivable Curse, because if they cannot mobilize negative emotions correctly, the effect of those spells will be greatly reduced. Like the Killing Curse that touches death, it is nosebleed at best when cast by ordinary wizards degree. On the contrary, it is a Patronus Charm that utilizes positive emotions.”

Professor McGonagall revealed the most profound corner of magic to Tom, allowing him to see the key elements of top-level magic.

"The Department of Mysteries has been researching the most powerful force in history, 'love'. If you are interested in the future, you can visit there. They will be very interested."

"I'll go." Tom made a note of the location. The Department of Mysteries is one of the most mysterious places in the wizarding world. Its existence even predates the Ministry of Magic, and it is most likely a legacy left by ancient wizards to future generations.

It's just a pity that the inheritance of wizards has broken down. The wisdom left by countless ancient wizards has disappeared in the long river of time-such as the production method of the time converter, such as the real usage of runes. And such a fault will expand visible to the naked eye.

Dumbledore personally destroyed the method of making Horcruxes, and most young wizards have never even heard of this term. It is conceivable that one day, wizards will completely forget the evil invention of Horcruxes.

Modern wizards are like the Ottomans living in Constantinople, enjoying the city built by the Romans, but they don't even know how to maintain the drainage system of the city below them. decay in time.

After verifying his conjecture, Tom said goodbye to Professor McGonagall very politely. Then I saw Hermione with a resentful face outside the auditorium.

"You shouldn't have left me," she said irritably, "Those people are asking endless questions, I'm about to be annoyed to death by them!"

"The troubles of happiness."

"Tom, you—"

…

It took Tom a little energy to reassure Hermione. After sending Hermione back to the common room, Tom set off for the headmaster's office. His next actions needed Dumbledore's support, or rather, Dumbledore needed to know.

Tom, who was at the door, took about three minutes to guess the password of the office and entered the empty principal's office.

Just like there is no wife in the wife cake, there is no principal in the principal's office, only Fox is squatting on the sycamore branch to rest.

Tom took out a piece of prepared basilisk jerky and handed it over.

"Fox, do you know where Dumbledore is?"

Fox: hen

Tom: ...

Forget it, after all, he is the strongest old wizard in the magic world. He should know that he has entered his office—even Umbridge, the old witch, will set up guards in his office, Dumbledore's office Undefended? Tom didn't believe it.

He found a chair and sat down leisurely, closing his eyes and resting his mind. Soon, a kind voice came from behind him.

"I wonder if the password for my office is too simple."

Tom turned around and saw Dumbledore standing at the door of the office, looking at him kindly.

Although the password is simple, Dumbledore has never changed it to a password of other themes, which can be regarded as a hint. Tom was the one who got the hint - he thought he did.

As someone who has taken on a lot of tasks, it is normal to have some privileges.

"Professor, I have an idea."

"Oh? I'm all ears." Dumbledore sat down opposite Tom and looked at him with interest.

"Professor, what do you think of dementors? I believe you should have heard about what happened yesterday."

A very well-disguised anger flashed in Dumbledore's eyes behind his half-moon glasses. He said slowly: "I'm discussing with the Ministry of Magic how to punish dementors. It's unacceptable for us to break into Hogwarts."

"But it's not going well, is it?"

Dumbledore fell silent at Tom's words. He wanted the Ministry of Magic to remove the dementors, but they firmly refused. They believe that the key to catching Sirius Black lies in Hogwarts, where Sirius is currently hiding in Hogwarts. They even hoped that Dumbledore would allow the dementors to conduct a thorough search of Hogwarts.

Of course, it was impossible for Dumbledore to agree, so the negotiations reached an impasse. In the long run, there's a good chance that the Dementors won't get any punishment. Unless Dumbledore personally used the Patronus to teach them a lesson.

"I can communicate with them." Tom told Dumbledore the news.

"Surprising." Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.

"So I hope to be a bridge between the school and the dementors. I believe that after yesterday's incident, I have proved that I have enough self-protection ability."

Dumbledore tapped the table regularly with his slender fingers, "Dementors are one of the ugliest things in the world. They haunt the darkest and filthiest places, and they live in decay and despair...Dementors When the monster gets close, all good feelings, all happy memories will be sucked from you. If possible, the dementor will **** you until you are like it, soulless and full of evil. You are left with only one life Worst experience. Tom, you should know what they are."

"Yes, Professor." Tom naturally knew what a dementor was.

"How do you plan to communicate with them? When they want to break into Hogwarts to eat again, are you sure to stop them?"

"Yes." Tom said firmly.

"The Patronus Charm?" Dumbledore's eyes became slightly fascinated, "Then I can do it too."

"No, it's to satisfy their desires." Tom looked into Dumbledore's eyes, and their eyes met. Soon, Dumbledore closed his eyes.

"Tom, sometimes your ideas are too out of line... This solution can even be said to be crazy. This has actually seriously violated the "Secrecy Act""

"Muggles can't see dementors! We can modify their memories!" Tom was a little dissatisfied with Dumbledore's conservativeness. In his view, it is no problem to search for hundreds of scumbags who deserve life imprisonment from all over Europe. These scumbags will be kept in the prison and become the nourishment of the dementors. The obedience of dementors whose desires are fulfilled will also be greatly improved.

"It has nothing to do with these things, child. Today you just put the most vicious people in prison, but what about the future? I'm worried about you."

Obviously, Dumbledore was a little scared. He was afraid that the Tom in front of him would turn into that Tom, and go the same way as Tom Riddle.

He knew the first Dark Lord, he had taught the second Dark Lord, and he didn't want to witness the birth of another Dark Lord.

Tom touched the bracelet on his wrist ~lightnovelpub.net~ I always thought I was different. "

"They all think so," Dumbledore sighed after a moment of silence, "If you insist on doing this, I can't stop it...but I won't provide additional help either. Tom, it's time to go back and rest."

He rubbed his forehead and asked Tom to leave his office tiredly.

After Tom left Dumbledore, he was also relieved - at least not the worst ending. Dumbledore didn't offer help, but he didn't explicitly express his objection either. Maybe in his heart, he thought it was feasible to do so.

Tom, on the other hand, needs to submit a satisfactory answer sheet.

Tom returned to the lounge full of thoughts, and he was about to start preparing.

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