089 Gifts

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089 Gifts "A gift?" Harry, Ron and Hermione exclaimed in unison, their eyes wide with curiosity and disbelief. They glanced at each other, wondering why Professor Watson suddenly wanted to give them a gift on his last day at Hogwarts. "On the one hand, it is my reward for your brave confrontation with the basilisk and memory of Voldemort as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, on the other hand, it is to express my gratitude–" Harry noticed keenly that since last night, when they had returned from the Chamber of Secrets with Ginny Weasley's limp body, Professor Watson began to call Voldemort by his name, instead of using terms like 'Dark Lord' or 'You-Know-Who'. To be honest, apart from them three, or Dumbledore, Harry only heard the name once from Hagrid's mouth, when he had told him about his parents' death. The rest of the wizards would scream in horror or shudder in fear when they heard the three words 'Voldemort'.Fôllôw new stories at novelhall.com But for some reason, Harry didn't seem surprised, as if he knew that Professor Watson was not afraid of Voldemort. 'Think about it, this is a wizard who had the incredible 'ambition' to defeat Dumbledore when he was in fifth grade' - Harry told himself. "–if it weren't for you three who took the lead and opened the Chamber of Secrets, I might have to spend a lot of effort to find it, in that case, Ginny might have been unfortunate. Dumbledore has decided to announce your efforts to everyone at the end-of-term feast and award you a special contribution award." Bryan found that Harry, Ron and Hermione did not show much surprise or excitement, apparently, Dumbledore had already told them everything when he had visited them in the hospital wing. "Then." Bryan reached into his pocket and pulled out a broken wand. It was snapped in half, charred at one end, and covered with dirt and blood. "This is my wand!" Ron immediately exclaimed, recognizing it as his own. He had lost it during their escape from the chamber, when a rock fell on his head and knocked him unconscious. He had woken up later to find Harry holding him and Hermione crying over him. "Yes, Mr. Weasley, I found it in a pile of rubble, apparently you lost it. Unfortunately, this wand is very badly damaged, even I can't repair it." Looking at Ron who took over the wand and was both distressed and embarrassed, Bryan smiled slightly. He knew that Ron's wand was second-hand, inherited from his older brother Charlie. It was not very compatible with him, and often malfunctioned or backfired. He took out a money bag and pulled out twenty pieces of golden Galleons in front of the surprised eyes of the three little guys. Ron's eyes widened and he almost stopped breathing. He probably guessed that this money was for himself, but he didn't dare to believe it. To be honest, let alone owning it, he had seen twenty pieces of gold Galleons only a few times in his life! They were more than enough to buy a new wand - they were enough to buy a whole set of new robes, books, and supplies! "This money should be enough for you to buy a new wand, Mr. Weasley. Don't refuse. This is a reward for your courage." Ron shivered and took over a handful of gold coins. He felt their weight and warmth in his palm, as if they were alive. He looked at Professor Watson with gratitude and admiration in his eyes. He wanted to say something to thank him, but he found that Professor Watson handed him another coin that was slightly larger than a Galleon. On the coin face was carved a delicate statue of Merlin, the greatest wizard of all time. He was wearing a long robe and a pointed hat, and holding a staff in his hand. Around the edge of the coin were engraved some words in Latin: 'Magia est ars vitae' - Magic is the art of life. But compared to staying at Hogwarts and teaching under Dumbledore's watchful eye, Bryan undoubtedly preferred to adventure in the vast world. His strength had already passed the point where he could improve by studying hard. Only by expanding his knowledge and experience and fighting with more wizards could he go further! Besides, the poor salary of teaching for a year really couldn't meet his needs. Of course, maybe one day, he would return to this land of memories for countless people, but that might be many years later. Harry, who was already a little impatient, finally waited for Professor Watson to look at him. He looked eager and wondered what he would get. 'Maybe it will be a Nimbus 2001?' He guessed excitedly, but then he thought that he already had a very good flying broomstick, the Nimbus 2000 that he had received from Professor McGonagall in his first year. It was fast and smooth, and he loved flying with it. There was no need to change another one. And while he was thinking wildly, the words that Professor Watson said surprised Harry, Ron and Hermione. "About you, Potter–" Bryan knew that what he said would disappoint Harry, but he still went on, "I don't have anything to give you for now." Hermione and Ron looked at Harry, who had obvious disappointment in his eyes. Why had Professor Watson singled him out? Harry had been the first to deduce the location of the hidden chamber, based on the clues from the basilisk's voice and Riddle's diary. He had also faced Voldemort and bought time for the professor to arrive. If anyone deserved thanks, it was Harry! "Or rather, I do have something to give you, Potter, but it will take some days." Harry blinked and didn't understand what Professor Watson meant. But suddenly, he exclaimed happily, "Professor, do you mean that you will come back to Hogwarts, right?!" Hermione and Ron also woke up. They held their breaths and looked at Professor Watson expectantly, hoping to get a positive answer! "I guess so." Bryan got up with a wry smile. He turned and walked towards the door. He raised his arm over his head and waved, "I'll probably stay for a few more days. I won't say goodbye to you separately then. Three of you, have a nice life!" /FicFrenzy

089 Gifts

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