Chapter 584: Fawkes

The application of the Undetectable Extension Charm is very extensive, for example:

Hermione's future beaded bag: it includes books, clothes, tents, potions, Slytherin's locket, and Gryffindor's sword.

This handbag played a crucial role in the journey of Harry Potter, Ron Wei Silai, and Hermione to find Horcruxes;

The tent where the Wei Silai family lived later: from the outside, it was just a shabby Muggle two-person tent, but the interior was like an old-fashioned apartment with multiple bedrooms and a kitchen;

Mr. Wei Silai's Ford Anglia flying car: Mr. Wei Silai admitted that he cast a spell on his Ford Anglia flying car, making its interior space large enough to comfortably accommodate eight people, six large trunks, two owls, and one rat.

Of course, the most famous case was Senior Newt Scamander's suitcase:

The interior of this suitcase was expanded into a huge space containing multiple ecological environments, used to accommodate and take care of various magical creatures.

Speaking of magical creatures...

On the third floor of the castle, Sean naturally walked into the headmaster's office.

In the spacious, beautiful circular room, the old headmasters were almost all dozing off.

He was not the only one in the room.

Behind the door, on a high gilded perch, stood a decrepit bird, looking just like a turkey that had been plucked of half its feathers.

"Mr. Phoenix."

Sean looked at the phoenix.

A clear hum sounded in the room, like singing.

Sean quietly fed Mr. Fawkes some herbs—some daffodil petals, monkshood roots, and the like.

【You harvested the closeness of the magical creature Phoenix (Fawkes) to the standard of an apprentice, closeness +1】

Hearing the sound of the panel, Sean's feeding movements became much more devout.

Increasing Mr. Fawkes's closeness was very difficult; even though he often "snuck" close to Mr. Fawkes, this was the first time Sean had gained closeness.

Sean looked at it, and the phoenix suddenly paused, looking at him with sorrowful eyes, while also making a sound like suffocation.

Making it sound very ill.

Its eyes were lifeless, and just in the time Sean was looking at it, a few more feathers fell off its tail.

When Sean finished feeding, its whole body suddenly caught fire.

It was as if Sean's feeding had caused its death.

Sean finally knew why Mr. Fawkes was happy.

At the same time, the phoenix had turned into a fireball;

It screamed, and then disappeared, leaving only a pile of ashes on the floor that hadn't completely extinguished.

"How terrible—"

Sean tried hard to pretend to be scared.

He lowered his head and happened to see a tiny, wrinkled little chick poking its head out from the ashes.

Then it angrily pecked Sean's robe with its beak.

As if accusing him of pretending too fake.

"Sorry, sir."

Sean said.

【You harvested the closeness of the magical creature Phoenix (Fawkes) to the standard of an apprentice, closeness +1】

Mr. Fawkes shook his little head and went to eat.

The office door opened, and Dumbledore walked in, laughing dumbly.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, good afternoon.

Hmm—just now—your phoenix suddenly caught fire—"

Sean said, deliberating.

"It seems it didn't make you confused, but I think it's about time; it has looked terrible for many days, and I have been telling it to act quickly.

Mr. Green, I think you already knew. Fawkes is a phoenix.

When a phoenix is about to die, it will burn itself, and then be reborn from the ashes. You just looked at it... its appearance is as ugly as an old bird.

But what a pity, you had to see him on Nirvana Day,"

Headmaster Dumbledore said, sitting down behind the desk,

"It is very beautiful most of the time:

Its whole body is amazing red and gold feathers. Phoenixes are truly very strange and fascinating lives.

They can carry extremely heavy things, their tears have healing effects, and they are also particularly loyal pets."

Headmaster Dumbledore said, then looked at Sean with a smile; the young wizard's eyes were shining brightly at this moment.

This child, only when it involves the beauty of magic, does he have fluctuations...

If the obsession with magic were placed on this child, it couldn't be more reassuring.

Sean felt more and more that he should come to the headmaster's office more often.

Teleportation, carrying things, healing, resurrection...

The phoenix possesses too much incredible magic; Sean remembers that the phoenix is not even afraid of the Avada Kedavra curse.

The Avada Kedavra curse can only make it reborn once, returning to the form of a chick, because the phoenix will not die.

In the Battle of the Department of Mysteries, Fawkes swallowed an Avada Kedavra curse.

Pity.

Until now, Sean had come to the headmaster's office many times and had secretly fed Mr. Fawkes for a long time, but its closeness hadn't increased much—only a pitiful three points.

Moreover, Sean knew that for magical creatures like Fawkes, the ritual magic he needed to create would be unprecedentedly complex.

Fortunately, Sean still had a long time—a better fact was that Sean had always been accustomed to being with time.

Walking out of the headmaster's office, the sky was already gray.

Christmas was just around the corner, but Sean still didn't know if he could leave Hogwarts.

At the same time in the headmaster's office.

"Albus, Christmas is here."

Minerva Marcus Maige stared at the snowflakes drifting outside the window and handed in a leave application.

"Oh, of course. But,"

Dumbledore seemed to think of the mountain of affairs, blinked his eyes,

"Severus has already applied for detention, the time is..."

"From September 1st, lasting until September 1st... no holiday, and... every year—nonsense!"

Minerva Marcus Maige frowned, she stared at Dumbledore, seemingly silently questioning his approval of such an application.

"Minerva, for your family... holiday affairs, I clearly shouldn't interfere too much."

Dumbledore's fingers were crossed together, he glanced at the desktop, and the corners of his mouth outlined a larger arc...

He still had a plate of lemon sherbets, cockroach clusters...

Minerva Marcus Maige looked at the smiling Dumbledore again and was about to head toward the dungeon.

"I mean, why can't you wait a while? Severus is about to come... it's for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

Dumbledore persuaded gently.

"You can't agree—that's not a good position."

Minerva Marcus Maige was stunned and said.

At this time, the door opened, and a black cloud scraped in.

The kettle in the headmaster's office hummed, and soon the circular room was full of disputes.

The atmosphere also gradually fell into a strange silence.

Just in the silence, Professor Tela, with a face full of joy, pushed the door and entered.

Two more chapters later, readers can see it when they wake up in the morning. ===== CHAPTER 585 =====