Harry Potter's Dharma

The summer sun shone through the tall and long windows of the Hogwarts Castle into the hall, covering the floor with golden shards.

In the quiet hall of the afternoon, the sound of a fire burning suddenly rang out.

A tall green flame emerged from the fireplace on the wall, and a young man slowly walked out from the flames.

Zheng Fan squinted and looked up, just in time to see the entire hall of the castle.

When he traveled to Europe in his previous life, he had stayed in a similar castle. It was a castle hotel, and one person would have to spend 2,500 gold coins for a night. Although he was not short of money back then, he could not help but feel the pinch. He did not expect to be able to stay in this castle for free in the blink of an eye.

He did not bring much with him, only a few sets of clothes, a magic wand, a robe, alchemy equipment, and some other trinkets. As for the books, he did not bring a single one. On one hand, he thought that they were too heavy and troublesome. On the other hand, he had already memorized all the books. Why would he bring them with him?

"Seems like you have had a good month, Zheng." The old man's voice suddenly rang out, startling Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan subconsciously took a step back and reached for his magic wand with his right hand, he suddenly realized that he had heard this voice before.

Following the voice, he saw an old man in a purple magic robe. His beard was so long that it reached his waist, and he wore a pair of half-rimmed glasses on his face. He was looking at him with a gentle smile.

"Hehe... Headmaster Dumbledore."

At the sight of this old man, Zheng Fan grimaced and put on a fake smile. "Can you explain to me how you can satisfy my expenses with 35 gold coins?"

"... Erm, do you want a cup of honey water?

It tastes good. "Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then said with a serious face.

"That's a bit of a bad way to change the topic." Zheng Fan was speechless.

In fact, he had already thought it through. Dumbledore did not give him enough money because he had a few tricks up his sleeve.

First, Zheng Fan took the money that was obviously not enough and did not express any surprise. This proved that Zheng Fan did not know anything about the Wizarding World. He did not even know the most basic exchange rate.

Second, if Zheng Fan did not have enough money, he had to find a way to get it. This way, Zheng Fan was bound to get the money through some means. Dumbledore only needed to pay attention to Zheng Fan's movements to know how he made money.

In order to fool Dumbledore, Zheng Fan had deliberately worked a lot of part-time jobs in the past month. The money was enough for him to spend. As for whether Dumbledore would associate him with the sudden emergence of the assassin world, Zheng Fan didn't care. Anyway, with Hawkeye's help, he was sure that Dumbledore had never seen his identity as the "Ghost Assassin" with his own eyes.

After a while, Zheng Fan looked around the hall, "Headmaster, Headmaster," Headmaster, "Headmaster Dumbledore, didn't you told me that I could learn something from other teachers................."

Dumbledore, "Dumbledore", "Dumbledore.

In the next second, the fireplaces around them lit up one by one, and figures walked out from the green flames.

Minerva McGonagall, the headmaster of Griffindor, slowly walked out in a green cloak.

Pomona Sprout, the headmaster of Hufflepuff, who wore a khaki-colored cloak.

Filius Fleetway, the headmaster of Ravenclaw, who had a short stature and looked like a dwarf.

Severus Snape, who was wrapped in a black cloak and looked like a dark cloud.

The four headmasters teleported over at the same time, as if they had made an agreement. Professor McGonagall saw Zheng Fan and nodded in a friendly manner. "Thank you for reminding me a month ago, Zheng."

"Don't mention it. I only realized later that that person's simple Phantom Spell was nothing in front of you. I was being nosy," Zheng Fan said with a smile.

"Upholding justice is the virtue of a wizard. Mr. Zheng, you were not being nosy," McGonagall said solemnly.

McGonagall said solemnly. Then he smiled and said, "If you can make use of this talent after entering the school, I will give you extra points."

"Thank you," Zheng Fan nodded.

Snape suddenly walked in front of Zheng Fan, bent down, and stared at him with his sharp eyes.

"Mr. Zheng, I don't know if you've heard of this, but a short wizard assassin appeared in the Blood Bar a month ago. He was as tall as a teenage wizard student, and he killed three advanced wizards in a month?"

"A wizard killer?

Do adepts kill each other? "

Zheng Fan was confused. Snape stared at him for a while, frowned, and walked away with a cold snort.

Under Mechanized Mind, there was no way he could break through Zheng Fan's spiritual defense even if he had the ability to steal minds!

Dumbledore waved his hand and signaled for them to be quiet. At this moment, the professors in charge of other subjects also arrived. Some of them teleported to the entrance of the school and walked in through the main entrance. Some of them came out of the fireplace like the four deans.

They were all curious when they saw Zheng Fan.

"This is the young man who suddenly appeared when the students graduated a month ago, right? Why did he come early?" Professor of Magical Creature Protection, Kettleburn, asked subconsciously.

"Because I personally hired Mr. Zheng to be my assistant before school starts. So, before September 1st, he has the same authority as the teachers and can move around freely in the school," Dumbledore said casually, then looked at the professors around him.

"By the way, Mr. Zheng might ask you all some questions during this month. I hope you can help each other in the spirit of friendship."

Dumbledore's decision made some of the wizards who didn't like to participate in this kind of thing nod their heads in agreement. Some of the smarter ones could tell that Dumbledore hadn't given up on observing Zheng Fan, which made them feel at ease.

Snape, in particular, felt that something was wrong with Zheng Fan no matter how he looked at him. If he did not know Zheng Fan's situation, he would not feel at ease.

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