Hogwarts: Who uses a crowbar in wizard duels?

Sunlight streamed into the room.

Hedwell stood quietly asleep in the birdcage in the corner.

"Ugh~"

Harry stretched comfortably.

This was the most comfortable sleep he had ever had in his life.

Turning around, he saw Ron still lying sprawled on the ground, fast asleep, along with Simonaway and the others.

To celebrate their victory and to allow for post-battle rest, and to recall the younger students who had previously taken refuge, Hogwarts will not have classes for the next two days.

Even the curfew was lifted, and the students who remained at Hogwarts were all partying.

They all stayed up very late last night, which is why Ron and the others slept on the floor.

And judging from the looks of it, Kevin didn't come home all night.

Harry looked at Kevin's perfectly intact bed and shook his head helplessly.

Then he got up and kicked Ron.

"Ah! No! I didn't! Draco and I are completely innocent!"

Ron was jolted awake from his dream by the kick. He sat up with a start and started yelling incoherently as if he was still half asleep.

"..."

Harry was speechless. What kind of dream was Ron having?

"Wake up, Ron. It's almost noon, and we still have to go to the principal's office later."

Hearing Harry's words, Ron finally snapped out of his daze, scratched his head, and struggled to get up from the ground.

Ouch, I slept on the floor last night, and my back is a bit sore today...

The two went to the restroom to wash up, and Ron looked around before realizing that Kevin was gone.

"Has Kevin already left?"

"No, he never came back."

"...Then, Hermione..."

"I advise you not to ask so many questions."

Harry patted Ron on the shoulder and whispered a warning.

"..." Ron paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

After washing up, the two prepared to leave, waking up Neville and the others before they left to make sure they didn't miss lunch.

After leaving the dormitory, they did not go to the principal's office immediately, but went to the auditorium first, intending to have lunch first.

They also ran into Draco on the way.

He also seemed to have just gotten up, yawning as he walked towards the Great Hall of the People.

"Good morning," Harry greeted Draco first.

"It's getting late," Draco replied lazily and habitually.

"That afternoon."

"...sb."

Harry: ?

When Ron saw Draco, he was reminded of his dream from the previous night, and he instinctively shuddered.

Draco looked at Ron with a strange expression. Why was he ignoring him and looking so pale? Was he sick?

Thinking this, Draco looked at Ron with a hint of concern in his eyes. Ron noticed his gaze and trembled uncontrollably.

The more he trembled, the more Draco cared; the more Draco cared, the more he trembled.

"..."

Harry stared at them speechlessly, wondering what kind of trouble they were up to, and decided to just ignore it.

When the three of them arrived at the auditorium together, they found that there were quite a few people there, indicating that some of the younger students had already been recalled.

At a glance, you can see that Kevin and Hermione are already there.

Ginny was sitting there too, and when she saw Harry come in, she was the first to wave to him.

"Good morning," Harry greeted as he went over.

"It's getting late." But Kevin gave the same answer again.

"...That afternoon?"

"SB".

Harry: ......

Now he knows who Draco learned from.

Hermione patted Kevin on the back of the head.

"No swearing."

"..."

Seeing the two flirting, Harry was too lazy to say anything and reluctantly sat down next to Ginny.

Ginny was still laughing at him quietly.

Draco also sat down on their side, instead of returning to the Slytherin table.

He's here fighting with Ron for a chicken leg.

Harry smiled as he looked at his friends.

Very strange.

Despite having just experienced a battle that would go down in history, nothing seems to have changed.

They were still lively and cheerful.

It lacks the sense of ritual, destiny, and epic grandeur found in storybooks.

Only the most ordinary daily routine of the past.

But Harry really liked the feeling.

Going to school together, experiencing hardships and dangers together, and finally saving the world together—looking back on it many years later will surely have a unique flavor.

"Look, everyone! The Ministry of Magic is here to arrest Grindelwald!"

"It seems it's not just the Ministry of Magic; who are those people?"

"Those are people from the International Magic Association."

At that moment, a noisy commotion came from outside the hall.

The news from outside reached their ears.

Harry and the others exchanged glances, then got up and headed outside to see what was going on.

When everyone arrived outside the castle.

Just then, I saw a group of people in black trench coats escorting Grindelwald out of the bridge entrance.

The principal and several professors watched them leave from the bridge entrance.

"Professor, why was Grindelwald arrested?"

Harry immediately went over and asked Dumbledore curiously.

Grindelwald contributed greatly to the plan to defeat Voldemort, and given his relationship with Dumbledore, Harry considered him one of his own.

"Oh Harry, you're here. Don't worry, it's not surprising that he was arrested. Don't forget he escaped from prison."

Dumbledore shrugged at them and said, unsurprised.

"But..."

"Don't worry about him, Harry."

Dumbledore winked at Harry, who had a feeling the headmaster was implying something.

But she obediently kept her mouth shut.

Kevin glanced at Grindelwald, who had just been taken away, and then at the principal.

"Principal, you wouldn't...?"

"Shh, Kevin, don't say it."

Dumbledore immediately shuffled over to Kevin and covered his mouth.

"..."

Seeing this, Harry and the others immediately understood that Grindelwald probably hadn't been captured, and the one who had just been taken away was definitely a fake.

But they didn't intend to expose it, except for Kevin.

He was already planning how to anonymously report Dumbledore.

It's time to change the principal's position.

Just as Kevin's wicked plan began to form in his mind, Hermione pinched him.

"Don't do bad things."

"..."

Once the people from the Magical Association had finally disappeared from their sight, Dumbledore clapped his hands and addressed Kevin and the others.

"Come on, let's sit in my office."

They were originally going to see Dumbledore today to discuss what was to come.

We happened to meet here, so we walked together.

On the way, Dumbledore also shared with them that Professor Horace had secretly approached him the day before and revealed the truth of what happened back then.

Although I was told not to make this public, telling Harry and the others wouldn't break the agreement.

It seems pointless to confess now, but it still reinforces the feeling that they have completely wiped out Voldemort.

"Oh, by the way, Kevin, here's a letter for you."

When the group returned to the headmaster's office, Dumbledore seemed to belatedly realize something and handed Kevin a letter.

Kevin took it curiously, and Harry and the others also came over to take a look.

The signature on it reads: Nicolas Flamel?