Dumbledore looked at the words he had prepared, all of which Professor McGonagall had already said, and helplessly stroked his white beard.
He had originally prepared a small gift for Aisling as well, intending to take the opportunity to give her a few pointers about Dark magic.
Just as Aisling was about to bow and say goodbye, Dumbledore suddenly spoke up and made a suggestion to everyone.
"Since Slytherin has won this competition, I think it is necessary to give this match's MVP a separate reward. I wonder if Miss Grindelhill would be interested in having a simple meal with a few old bones like us?"
Dumbledore gave Aisling a mischievous wink and extended the invitation.
Aisling had not expected Dumbledore to suddenly do this. Unable to figure out his intentions, she instinctively wanted to refuse.
"Elliott also contributed greatly to Slytherin's victory, and he is still lying in the Hospital Wing. It would be rather..."
Dumbledore cut her off directly and gave the Elder Wand a light wave. The office, which had been filled with all manner of gold and silver ornaments, was instantly cleared out. The desk, chairs, and bookshelves all vanished, replaced by a long dining table covered in an exquisite wool tablecloth at the center of the room. Golden candlesticks holding white candles and several bouquets of elegant flowers sat atop it. Since Slytherin had won, he had even specially changed the original red tablecloth to Slytherin's signature dark green.
"With Madam Pomfrey looking after Elliott, you can rest assured. Besides, if you went to visit him now, Madam Pomfrey would most likely throw you straight out."
As soon as he finished speaking, four sets of engraved silver tableware appeared out of thin air on the luxurious dining table. Snape had not expected Dumbledore to drag