Wardrobe Space

## Wardrobe Space

The space inside the wardrobe was far from the Pocket Dimension Wade had envisioned, only slightly larger than the Umbrella Room, and it was empty, without any decorations.

Of course, Professor Murray wasn't looking at these superficial things.

He didn't have eyes like Wade's, but he had his own method for examining the magic rune circuits within it—

Layers of Ancient Runes were intricately embedded, forming a structure as delicate and perfectly balanced as a honeycomb;

The Undetectable Extension Charms, linked together like chains, were complex yet orderly, simple yet precise;

Hundreds of spells, like vortices, ensured the stability of the structure while allowing ample room for expansion.

This was just a prototype.

But it was taking root and sprouting in the most perfect way, growing tender leaves. Professor Murray examined its veins, almost able to see the moment it would grow into a towering tree.

After stepping out, Professor Murray looked at Wade and remarked with a smile, "There's nothing more I can teach you about the Undetectable Extension Charm, Wade."

Wade didn't hide his joy, a happy smile spreading across his face.

This made him look more his age than usual.

"Any plans for the summer vacation?" Professor Murray asked again.

"Reading, studying, nothing else," Wade replied.

Professor Murray pondered for a moment, then frowned and said, "Students aren't allowed to use magic during the summer, which is very inconvenient for your studies. And you live in a Muggle neighborhood; the Ministry of Magic would immediately detect any spellcasting..."

"Actually," Wade explained, "I plan to stay at home for a few days, then rent a room at The Leaky Cauldron. That way, I can bypass the Ministry of Magic's Trace monitoring."

Professor Murray nodded slightly and said, "That's a method... but not a good one. Old Tom isn't bad, but that place often has suspicious characters lurking around. It's neither safe nor a good environment for a child like you to live in a pub."

"Mr. Lupin can accompany me, and he's also going to teach me Defense Against the Dark Arts!" Wade said.

"Lupin?" Professor Murray snorted. "That's exactly what I'm worried about!"

His opinion of Werewolves was deeply ingrained, and he would never truly trust them.

"How about this, you go home first—" Professor Murray thought for a moment, then said, "I'll go talk to Mr. Scamander; perhaps he'd be willing to let you visit him."

"Newt Scamander?" Wade's eyes lit up. "You mean—"

"Yes, I imagine you'd want to see his fantastic suitcase," Professor Murray chuckled. "When it comes to the use of Space Charm and Weather Charm, no one is more skilled than him."

As Wade's eyes sparkled with excitement, Professor Murray added, "It just so happens that he's very fond of Steven, and Steven has mentioned you to him—yes, he's brought it up several times—Mr. Scamander also has a very good impression of you."

Leaving Professor Murray's office, Wade still felt his heart beating fast, his eyes bright, and his steps unusually light.

Newt Scamander.

To Wade, this person had once merely been the protagonist of the Fantastic Beasts film series: kind, gentle, and awkward, almost never looking anyone directly in the eye. He loved Fantastic Beasts, was loyal to Dumbledore, and would go through fire and water for the old headmaster.

Now in the Wizarding World, Wade discovered that Newt had also left a significant mark on modern magical history. His magical case, his outstanding performance in two Wizarding Wars, and his lifelong dedication to protecting magical creatures were all recorded in historical texts.

This even included—his capture of Gellert Grindelwald.

This was a man full of legendary tales, even though he himself might not have wanted such a reputation.

...

Stepping out of the Astronomy Tower, Wade finally opened his Book of Friends.

The earlier messages had disappeared—which was natural, as he had been in Professor Murray's class for nearly two hours.

The most recent message was from Padma.

[Padma: They went to the Forbidden Section on the fourth floor.]

[Wade: Padma? Where are you?]

[Padma: Merlin's beard! You finally saw my message!]

[Padma: I'm outside the fourth-floor corridor.]

[Padma: It's almost Curfew, and Filch's cat has been watching me. I think I just saw Peeves too... What do I do? Dumbledore isn't here... no one has come back...]

The girl's fear and worry were palpable even from the jumbled text.

[Wade: Wait for me.]

Wade quickly walked to the main tower. As he passed through the Entrance Hall, he detoured to the Great Hall to pack some bread and roasted meat. Filch was standing at the Entrance Hall entrance, unhappily glaring at the students still eating dinner.

Wade nodded to him and said, "Good afternoon, Mr. Filch."

Filch was slightly surprised. He eyed Wade suspiciously, as if trying to figure out what mischief he was up to.

But Wade had already quickened his pace past him.

He made his way to the fourth-floor corridor, where Padma was pacing back and forth outside the Forbidden Section, occasionally peeking around, as if afraid that too much movement would draw attention.

Around the corner, Mrs. Norris, gaunt and bony, was crouched on the ground, staring at her eerily. Hearing Wade's footsteps, she turned her head to look in his direction.

Wade tossed two small dried fish to Mrs. Norris, then approached Padma.

"Wade!" Padma looked like she was about to cry, her skirt wrinkled from her own nervous clutching.

"Don't worry," Wade said, handing her a sandwich. "Eat something... Did you notify the professors?"

"Michael found Professor Flitwick, and he said the Philosopher's Stone is safe, so we don't need to worry and can just enjoy our days without exams."

Padma's tone couldn't help but carry a hint of resentment towards the professors.

"Professor McGonagall told Harry the same thing, and she warned us not to mess around, or she'd deduct a ton of points. Professor Sprout is teaching the fifth-years right now, so we didn't get a chance to talk to her."

Padma quickly finished speaking, then held her sandwich, unable to eat it.

"What about Professor Dumbledore?"

"He received an urgent letter from the Ministry of Magic and went to London."

Padma said tearfully, "We don't have his Book of Friends, so we can only send messages by Owl. We don't know when he'll receive it… Maybe by the time he gets back, it'll be too late."

"Don't worry, remember what we talked about before—Dumbledore knows everything that happens at Hogwarts."

Wade offered comfort.

After retrieving his past memories through the Pensieve, Wade was even more certain that Dumbledore had complete control over the school during Harry's first year. The opportunity Quirrell thought he had was merely a vulnerability Dumbledore deliberately exposed.

—The "challenge game" underground was Dumbledore's true "final exam" for Harry and his friends.

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