Chapter 2644 Bibi Multi-Flavored Beans Left Over

The things in the principal's office were packed up and taken away by Professor McGonagall a long time ago, which naturally included the original portraits of previous principals that hung half of the wall.

As for the password that Maca missed a little bit, of course it is impossible to exist.

To be honest, there is actually nothing interesting for the two of them to come here. Not to mention, the principal's office at this moment is also being occupied by endless darkness. Even if one wants to see things and think about others, it is obviously difficult to do so.

"Oh! Harry, guess what I touched?"

Judging from the voice, Maca seemed to be walking faster than Harry, and now he had entered a certain position further inside. Hearing Maca speak, Harry paused slightly before replying:

"what?"

"It's Fox's perch!" Maca didn't mean to be tricky, and quickly gave an answer, "Why didn't Professor McGonagall take this with him? I remember that Fox's perch is gold-plated... …Well, speaking of it, if Fox is still there, maybe he can dispel the thick black fog here!"

"So where is it now?"

Hearing the content related to the serious business, Harry finally got some energy, and even his tone became a lot higher.

It's a pity that finding a phoenix that has returned to freedom is probably much more difficult than solving this matter by themselves.

"Is it on the top of which mountain? Probably." Maca said casually, "But... I remember that the Viseu family of the four major families seems to have one too."

Just as he was talking, he heard a clicking sound behind him. It seemed that Harry had groped for the row of lockers with bookshelves on the other side of the wall, and began to open them one by one to see if there was anything inside.

Maca thought for a while, then left the gilded perch where Fox used to stand, turned around and said, "If you're looking for the Pensieve, it must be gone."

"I know," Harry replied instantly, "I just... oh, it seems."

While talking, the things in his hand didn’t stop, it seemed that he had found something at this moment—it felt like a cardboard box, he shook it with his hand, and the box clattered in his hands rattling.

"Okay! I probably guessed what it is." Maca said after being startled.

"Yes," Harry nodded, subconsciously raised the box in his hand, and then realized that Maca couldn't be seen, "It's Bibi's multi-flavored beans, maybe... half a box or so? I don't know...Fourth graders come here Professor Dumbledore gave me a lemon sherbet when I saw him in the drawer of this cabinet..."

At the end, he seemed to be holding the candy box and hesitated for a while before continuing:

"...Would you like a pill?"

"Bibi multi-flavored beans?"

Maca seemed to be more interested than Harry from before, but this time he asked in a tone of "Are you serious?" But after a few seconds, Harry heard him change his words again:

"No, uh... I mean, all right! Just have one."

Among the many types of candy in the wizarding world,

Maca has never liked Bibi Duoweidou very much, because he has never liked "combat character". Picking a jelly bean that can only be called "normal" by luck out of a lot of weird flavors, and usually only after putting it in your mouth and tasting it, there is something wrong with it.

"You know, I don't like to eat this stuff." Maca said so, and had already walked up to Harry.

"Yeah, I know." Harry replied.

While the two were talking, the candy box had passed from Harry's hand to Maca's, and the latter shook the box, then poured a candy box from inside into the palm of his left hand.

Then Maca returned the box, picked up the multi-flavored bean of unknown flavor with his left finger, lowered his head slightly and said as if looking at it:

"I remember that Professor Dumbledore didn't like eating it very much... Remember? When you were lying in the ward at the end of the first year, when the professor visited you, he mentioned that he had eaten one when he was young. It stinks, and I haven't liked it since. Then the professor tasted one at your place, probably the first time he'd made an exception in years, and got another one that tasted like earwax..."

"It happened so long ago, do you still remember it so clearly?"

The moment Harry said this, a strange look flashed across Maca's face, and then quickly disappeared. The scene was obscured by a thick black fog, and Harry couldn't see it.

I heard Harry continue to say:

"But you've said it in such detail, I still remember it, it seems that there is such a thing."

"So!" Maca took up the conversation again, "Since something has appeared where it shouldn't, then I'm wondering if there is any deep meaning to it?"

"Enemy trap?"

Harry's reaction was quick, and the moment Maca finished speaking, he subconsciously became alert. Even the box of Bibi's multi-flavored beans that had just returned to his hand immediately changed from being held casually to holding it with only two fingers, as if he would throw it away in the next moment.

But Maca went on to say:

"No, it's unlikely to be a trap. After all, we came here to search for candy in you, basically on a temporary basis... I mean, could this be left for us by someone? Prompt'? If this is the case, it must be someone who is familiar with you and me, and can even guess that we may come to the principal's office."

"Could it be..." Harry was taken aback when he heard the words, "Could it be, Professor Dumbledore?"

"Well."

Maca opened his mouth to speak, after all, Harry and the others should be prepared for some things. It's just a pity that some things cannot be said too clearly.

If it was Hermione, she might be able to think of something through my words - Maca thought so.

"It's possible!" He finally replied to Harry, "After all, Professor Dumbledore has always had wisdom and long-term vision that we couldn't have imagined."

But in fact, this is probably just a box of ordinary Bibi's multi-flavored beans... In order to remind Harry of the Maca but failed, he threw the beans into his mouth casually.

"Uh... cough, bah... the smell of shoe polish?" Maca spat the beans away, "So I hate this... But it seems that my luck today is not good!"

"Are you leaving?"

Harry heard the sound of Maca's footsteps approaching the door. After thinking about it, he simply took the box of multi-flavored beans with him, and followed immediately.

"Where do we go next? You choose this time!"

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