Let alone Harry, any normal boy would probably be overwhelmed by her way of expressing love.
"So, what should we do about Professor Dumbledore?" Harry asked suspiciously, "It seems like you need some kind of assessment to get into Hogwarts, right?"
"It's the Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance," Newt suddenly said, "The Pen of Acceptance needs to write Miss Grindelwald's name in the Book of Admission for her to get the chance to study at Hogwarts."
"But wasn't her name already written a hundred years ago?" Harry asked in confusion, "Technically, she's not exactly a graduate..."
"She's not even an English person, Harry." Newt glanced quickly at Vivi, seeing she wasn't looking at him, he lowered his head rapidly and spoke quickly, "If I remember correctly, this book only writes the names of those currently in the Three British Isles."
"Does it write automatically?" Harry asked curiously.
"I don't know the specifics of how it works," Newt shook his head, "But from what I've heard, that's just how it is—though I have never heard of a transfer student's name appearing on it... If I remember correctly, Miss Grindelwald is already a hundred and..."
Before he could finish, he noticed Vivi's gaze suddenly became dangerous.
"Sixteen years old." He quickly corrected himself: "I've never heard of anyone over twelve being accepted."
"I think I should go talk to Professor Dumbledore about this matter," Harry said to Vivi, "After all, you are his senior, and you have indeed studied at Hogwarts before. I don't think he can deny your request for re-enrollment."
"Who knows?" Vivi said with a twinkle in her eye, "Perhaps he has a prejudice against me because I'm Gael's sister and won't allow me to re-enroll."
"He wouldn't, even that orphan Tom wasn't rejected by Dumbledore," Harry said, suddenly laughing, "But he didn't accept Tom's request for the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts either—oh, by the way, Tom is that Voldemort, his name is Tom Marvolo Riddle, and he's actually a half-blood wizard."
Hearing that Voldemort was actually a half-blood, everyone's expression became a bit peculiar.
No...
We always thought you were pure blood, but you're actually half-blood?
"That was a wise choice," Theseus said, shaking his head, "In the last wizarding war, the British Magic World suffered heavy losses, all thanks to this Tom Riddle. I think we shouldn't call him by his alias; clearly, Mr. Riddle suits him better."
Harry couldn't help himself and blurted out all of Voldemort's family secrets.
After all, Voldemort wasn't his friend, and Harry had no obligation to keep secrets for him.
Rather than keeping this secret inside, he thought it would be better to share it and let everyone have a laugh.
"That Melop is really..." Vivi frowned, but her good upbringing stopped her from saying anything too harsh: "Good heavens, how can there be such a shameless witch? It's absolutely ridiculous..."
"I didn't expect that Voldemort's birth was a tragedy." Newt shook his head, "No wonder he turned out so violent; he was the product of a love potion, really..."
Before Newt could finish, Harry cut in: "Last year, Voldemort attacked Pabi in the Forbidden Forest. If I hadn't arrived in time and saved her, she might have been killed by Voldemort..."
"He truly deserves to die!" Newt cursed through gritted teeth.
For the usually calm Little Queban to curse, it seemed he was truly angry.
"I really don't know what kind of twisted being would attack a noble unicorn, his soul... is it that tainted?" Tina asked, still shaken.
"No matter what, he's beyond salvation." Theseus stated with certainty about Voldemort.
…
However, what Harry and the others didn't know was that as early as yesterday afternoon, the Pen of Acceptance had already written Vivi's name in the Book of Admission.
The first one to know about this was Professor McGonagall.
At the time, she was tidying up things in the tower, only to witness the Pen of Acceptance rapidly moving and signing a name in the Book of Admission.
Curious, Professor McGonagall stepped forward and saw the name written there.
"Vilatia Grindelwald."
Professor McGonagall tugged at her collar; she certainly knew what that surname represented.
She hurried to the Headmaster's Office at Hogwarts, only to find that Dumbledore was not there.
It wasn't until the following day that the weary Professor McGonagall awaited Dumbledore's return.
"What's happened to you, Minerva?" Dumbledore asked with concern, "Didn't you sleep well?"
"Indeed, Albus." Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, "The Pen of Acceptance moved, and it wrote down a name in the Book of Admission."
"Wrote down a name?" Dumbledore was intrigued; it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
It's already mid-term, now during the Christmas holidays; why would this happen?
Technically, shouldn't new names be written at the end of the academic year?
"You won't want to know whose name it was..." Professor McGonagall's expression turned sour, "Oh heavens, Albus, I really don't want to mention it..."
"It's not Tom Riddle, is it?" Professor Dumbledore asked in what seemed like a joking manner.
"Oh, it's nothing like that." Professor McGonagall's face showed a brief strange look, but she said: "But it's not far off, the name I saw in the Book of Admission, her surname is Grindelwald..."
Professor Dumbledore's expression suddenly turned serious as he sat up straight and asked again, "What did you say? Minerva? What was that surname?"
"Grindelwald," Professor McGonagall sighed, "It's that... that Grindelwald of Nimongard Castle, her name is... Vilatia Grindelwald."
Vilatia?
Dumbledore felt the name sounded very familiar, yet he temporarily forgot where he had heard it.
Could it be Gael's descendant?
Good heavens, could it be? Could it be that Gael has an illegitimate child or daughter somewhere?
Dumbledore subconsciously felt it couldn't be, because this name...
He felt a sharp, explosive urge welling up.
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