The Unbreakable Locket

"That guy was a Ravenclaw! Merlin's beard! It was my first time seeing a Ravenclaw like that!"

Phineas Nigellus Black kept ranting from within his portrait, while the former headmasters and headmistresses in the surrounding portraits all wore irritated expressions.

In one portrait that had previously been murky, an elderly witch with long silver curls appeared. Hearing Phineas Nigellus Black's complaints, she immediately frowned.

"Phineas Nigellus Black! Ever since Albus left, you've been going on and on about this. Now I'm back, and you're still going on about it..."

Just then, Wizet, Dumbledore, and Fawkes emerged from the flames and appeared in the Headmaster's Office.

"Quiet down already!" The silver-haired old witch yawned. "Are there no portraits of you anywhere else? So you don't want to go back to the ancestral home, and can only stay here and bother us?"

"What do you know, Dilys Derwent?" Phineas Nigellus Black said indignantly. "He actually called me a Troll!"

"If someone called you a Troll, wouldn't you be angry too? If I were still headmistress, I'd definitely expel him!"

"What a pity..." Dumbledore looked at Wizet, winked his left eye, and whispered, "Fortunately, I'm the current headmaster."

Although Phineas Nigellus Black did not catch what Dumbledore had said, he saw Wizet smiling, and his expression immediately darkened.

Wizet looked up at the headmasters' portraits hanging on the walls. "Good afternoon, Headmasters and Headmistresses. I hope I'm not disturbing you?"

"Of course not. We much prefer hearing young people's voices." Dilys Derwent nodded kindly. "What a wonderful child... so polite..."

"Yes! What a wonderful child!" The headmasters' portraits, fed up with Phineas Nigellus Black's noise, echoed her words.

"What are you saying?!" Phineas Nigellus Black immediately retorted. "You didn't see what he was like back then."

"I would be more than happy to