Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 349 Some dialogues

When I saw Lao Fu again, it was already early morning the next day.

Ike returned to Malfoy Manor last night. It was almost dawn and he didn't sleep. He simply sat at the long table and waited quietly. Not long after, as the sun rose, the originally silent manor also regained some vitality.

"It seems that you didn't gain much this time." Lao Fu was still wearing the shabby-looking robe. Shi Shiran sat on the main seat and touched the top of his head as he spoke.

"Yes, teacher..."

Ike bowed slightly and told Lao Fu everything he saw and heard in Avalon, but omitted the trip to Gloucester and the final compensation that might be better than nothing.

After hearing this, Lao Fu didn't say anything for a long time, just sitting there motionless. Ike didn't say anything, staring at a very exquisite pattern on the long table in front of him.

Time passed by, and other people in the manor also appeared, but seeing the scene in front of them and feeling the oppression, they all silently slowed down their steps.

After a long while, Lao Fu slowly opened his eyes, looked at the people standing silently at the long table, waved his hands to let them all go out, and then said to Ike: "That's it, don't go there.

Go and think about what happened there, now we no longer need the power of ancient magic so much."

"Okay, teacher." Ike nodded, hesitated slightly, and asked, "Teacher, what's our next step..."

Seeing this, Dumbledore didn't say anything else. He just waved his hand and let Harry leave. Watching him walk out of the door of the principal's office and disappear at the entrance of the spiral staircase, his eyes still remained.

"Ha!" Principal Phineas Nigellus Black in the portrait on the wall sneered when he heard this. The voice was so unpleasant that it immediately woke up several former principals who had fallen asleep.

He slowly sat back in his chair, waved the wand in his hand, and a plate of bee sizzling candies and a cup of hot cocoa appeared on the table. He picked up a candy and threw it into his mouth, closing his eyes slightly and enjoying it.

After savoring the sweet taste, he said: "I will not place all my hopes on one person, Phineas."

"Go ahead..."

But what other solution does he have? The "teaching" must continue.

Phineas is a typical member of the Black family. He never flinches even when he is defeated by one, and uses vicious words to silence several other principals. Only then does he show the arrogance of a winner.

He said to Dumbledore, who had been watching the excitement for a while: "You should believe in that child more, Dumbledore. The prophecy has already given you the answer. All you have to do is make the prophecy become a reality."

After hearing this, Dumbledore fell silent. After a long while, he shook his head and said, "It's not everything, Phineas, I just did what I thought I should do."

"You need to pay attention, Harry."

"That's not realistic, Phineas."

With another wave of the wand, the huge red velvet curtain slowly closed, completely covering the portraits of the former principal on the wall, and the principal's office fell into silence again.

On the day that Ike returned to Malfoy Manor, Dumbledore also completed his third "teaching" to Harry.

"Of course, sir, I will do it!" Harry responded subconsciously. It was not until Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction that he broke free from the atmosphere that vaguely made him feel suffocated.

"Are we going to do nothing and wait for the child to complete what he has predicted to do?"

"Very good, I hope you can always keep this in mind." Dumbledore nodded, paused, and then continued, "As for the second memory, that is, Tom came to Hogwarts and wanted to become a black magician.

This time, Professor of Defense, there are actually some things that I still have doubts about, so..."

"Voldemort must have done it!" Harry said angrily before Dumbledore could finish speaking, "He is such an evil person!"

"Can I trust you, Harry?"

Ike bowed slightly, then stood up, lowered his head and said: "Then I'll set off right now, teacher."

Of course, the atmosphere of "teaching" was not harmonious at the beginning, because Harry completely forgot the homework Dumbledore left for him. Admittedly, because of Ron's unintentional disaster at Christmas, it is normal for Harry to forget.

But after that, he focused his energy on exploring Malfoy's whereabouts.

After reading the two memories, Dumbledore said with a serious expression: "Pay attention to these two stories and even the details in them that I showed you before."

"Just...according to the plan, everything will end in June."

Regarding this, Dumbledore was indeed a little disappointed.

"There is no doubt that Tom Devil committed another murder, and unlike the Riddle murder case, this time he was not for revenge, but for profit. He needed Slytherin's locket and Hutch

Patch Gold Cup.”

"So, you have to give everything you have for this?" Phineas yelled angrily.

Having said this, Dumbledore lowered his head slightly and looked down at Harry, his old face full of earnestness and solemnity. He pushed his glasses slightly with his hand and said in an unquestionable tone: "So Harry, this time I hope you will complete it seriously.

The homework I gave you is to get that memory."

After sitting on the chair for a while, Dumbledore picked up the cup of cocoa that had been cold for a long time on the table, drank it in a few sips, took another candy in his mouth, and then walked to his bedroom.

"We all know what those prophecies are, Phineas." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "The prophecies point to results, but for now, the process is the most important..."

Before Phineas could say anything, Dumbledore waved the wand in his hand, and a red curtain flew over the portrait, covering him.

Lao Fu squinted his eyes slightly, and a fierce look flashed across his red pupils.

The next second, Phineas's voice disappeared.

"Yes." Dumbledore said, "That is the last piece of the puzzle. I believe it can answer all the questions and give us the power to defeat Tom completely."

"I thought you would tell that child everything, Dumbledore." A voice sounded from behind, which also made Dumbledore wake up from his deep thoughts.

"So you need that memory of Professor Slughorn?"

"Before this, we didn't know whether he had done such a thing..."

This time, Dumbledore took out two more memories. One belonged to a very old house elf named Hao Qi. Its owner was the former owner of Slytherin's locket and Hufflepuff's golden cup.

The other part belongs to Dumbledore himself and is the memory of Lao Fu looking for a job when he was young.

"you……"

As he walked, his clothes turned into comfortable pajamas, and a warm nightcap fell on his head. His glasses and wand left his body and landed lightly on the bedside table.

Lying on the bed, the quilt was naturally covered with his arms stretched out from the quilt and folded on his chest.

The hands are a bit white, like an old man's, and many age spots can be seen on them.

That’s all…

(End of chapter)