Hogwarts: From Inheriting The Ancestral Business To Becoming The Devil

This year's school-opening banquet is no different from previous years. The pink toad cannot come to be a demon after entering Azkaban, and there are no such things as ghost dementors and Triwizard Tournament like before.

Even in a normal year, according to the usual practice, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts was changed every year. This year it was Sirius' turn to resist the curse, and Hagrid, the professor of Protection of Fantastic Beasts, was not present.

But when returning to the dormitory after the dinner, Snape left Kahn behind on the way.

Standing in the passage, Kahn was really speechless, he just wanted to study hard, where did all these things come from?

"Dumbledore is in the headmaster's office. He asked me to let you know "337" and go find him after the dinner."

Looking at Kahn who was a little taller than himself, Snape's eyes showed a hint of complexity.

I still remember a few years ago when Kahn just entered school, he would come to the office every week to learn potions from himself. Unexpectedly, in just a few short years, he really grew up, taller than himself, and his strength is even greater. I surpassed myself.

If it wasn't for Voldemort's resurrection this time, he would have really underestimated Kahn.

"Professor Snape, do you know what Dumbledore wants from me?"

Kahn asked softly, Dumbledore was so eager to find himself when school started?

At first, I thought that Snape was looking for me about Harry, but I didn't expect it to be Ah

"I don't know about that, but it should be about Voldemort!"

After a moment of silence, Snape still gave a hint.

As a double agent, he would naturally convey Voldemort's request to Dumbledore, which was also Dumbledore's request. Until now, he still remembered Dumbledore's ugly face when he first got the news.

As for what would happen after the showdown, Snape could roughly guess it.

But to be honest, he admired Kahn's style more. On Kahn's chessboard, other people made chess pieces, while on Dumbledore's chessboard, he was both a player and a chess piece. By the way, all the people on his side were chess pieces. own people.

That was all well and good for the others, but had Dumbledore really thought about what people like himself thought?

"Voldemort? I know!"

Kahn said indifferently, then turned around and walked towards the stairs.

"The password is strawberry donuts!"

Watching Kahn's back, Snape called after him.

He had thought that Kahn would hesitate, struggle, and maybe even evade, but no matter what, Dumbledore was pressing on everyone like a mountain, and the consequences of this showdown were really serious.

But what I didn't expect was that Kahn was so calm, as if he had just rushed through the door in the past.

Standing in the empty corridor, Snape's eyes flickered.

Then he walked to his Potions Office in the basement. As for whether the two would compromise, or whether the Order of the Phoenix and the Witches would go to war, this is beyond the control of this little spy, as long as he can protect Harry...

Walking up the stairs, Inn was also thinking about what old Foden, Dumbledore, wanted for him.

In the past two years, Dumbledore has been meeting less with himself, probably because he is afraid that he will affect his plan.

Now that he's planning outright bankruptcy, what happens next for Kahn is anyone's guess.

To be honest, I was quite surprised to see Dumbledore today. In the newspapers in the morning, I saw that Dumbledore was still in France yesterday. I thought that everything today would be led by McGonagall, but I didn't expect this guy to rush back.

Grass, why do you think so much!

At worst, just do a fight!

“Strawberry Donuts!”

After the words fell, the huge stone beast in front of him began to shake violently, and then slowly separated to reveal a spiral upward staircase...

Kahn entered it without hesitation. If he was a little scruples two years ago, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is lawless now.

Unless you, Dumbledore, can pull out all the four thousand-year-old Big Four, there's nothing to be afraid of.

"*,!"

I saw Dumbledore sitting on the armchair behind the desk, his face was not as energetic as in the auditorium just now, but revealed a feeling of extreme fatigue.

The complexion is dull, the eye sockets are a little sunken, and the hair is not shiny, but those blue eyes are still so bright.

It seems that there is not much rest during these times. Although there are many potions in the wizarding world that can replenish energy, they can only be used occasionally. Wizards are not superhumans, and their bodies are not much stronger than ordinary people. This old guy Dumbledore is really not afraid of sudden death ?

"Professor Dumbledore, do you know what you can do for me?"

"And your state is not good!"

"I have to go to Madam Pomfrey's for recuperation. You must know that you are a 0.1 old guy over a hundred years old!"

Kahn came to the desk without any scruples and said words that seemed to be concerned, but were actually impolite.

By the way, if Dumbledore died from overwork, wouldn't his old man rush out of Nurmengard to block his door?

"It's okay, I know my body, just rest for a while and it will be fine."

"By the way, would you like a glass of juice?"

"Drinking coffee at night is not good for sleep."

With a light wave of Dumbledore's hand, there were two glasses of orange juice on the desk, with a relaxed look, as if he was going to do some chores later.

Picking up a glass of fruit juice, Kahn took a sip. The sweet and sour taste is okay, but the sugar is a bit heavy, which is not good for health. .