Mastering Thunder from Hogwarts

"Did you come up with all the above content yourself?" Dumbledore still couldn't believe it and couldn't help but sigh.

"The research on training actually started when I was in first grade. It was inspired by Professor Flitwick. Without his guidance and encouragement, I would not have been able to complete the magic sensitivity training method."

Anduin was telling the truth. Without Flitwick's reminder and the research topic given, he might not even have started research in this area.

Dumbledore nodded upon hearing this. He knew that Anduin had joined the Charms Club since his first year. Flitwick must have been guiding him in this area of ​​research since then.

It's an amazing discovery to say the least. He actually mastered a method to increase magic power sensitivity and developed a tool for detecting magic power.

But after thinking of this, Dumbledore frowned slightly. According to what he had just seen, it seemed that blood was needed to measure the magic value.

But how exactly did Anduin discover this information?

Dumbledore vaguely had an answer in his mind. After all, he was also a master alchemist. It would be impossible to obtain such accurate data without conducting a large number of experiments, and I am afraid that there would be human experiments among them.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore couldn't help but look at the other party with some confusion. Just as he had expected before, even if he knew this now, it would be of no help. At this time, Anduin's official influence was already entangled, even in the eyes of the Ministry of Magic.

, Anduin is more important than him.

But no matter what the other party did, with his current status and relationship, he probably wouldn't do anything dangerous, Dumbledore comforted himself.

"Anduin, have you ever thought about continuing to cooperate with Hogwarts after graduation?" Dumbledore shook his head inwardly, threw away some unnecessary thoughts, and turned to Anduin and asked

.

"Cooperation? What kind of cooperation are you talking about?" Anduin's eyes lit up when he heard this. Could it be that Dumbledore was planning to order teaching aids from him?

"Are you interested in working at Hogwarts?" Dumbledore said to him with a smile.

"Taking a job? What do you mean?" Anduin was a little disappointed when he heard that he was not ordering teaching aids. Then he realized what the other party meant by taking a job.

"Yes, I will come to Hogwarts to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Of course, after you finish solving the silver spear, I will reserve enough time and authority for you and will not delay your business.

, you also know the situation in the school."

Since he can no longer influence this young man, maybe by dragging him to school, he can pay more attention to him. This is Dumbledore's inner thought.

Being a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

When Anduin heard this, he immediately looked at the old man in front of him with strange eyes.

This old man is very evil. Does he want to get in my way?

Anduin knew how troublesome the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts was. Few of the professors who took this class from the first grade ended well. This also indirectly led to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class being taught in the school.

Very poor quality.

Doesn't asking him to become a professor at this time mean to harm him? Anduin will not be fooled by Dumbledore.

"Sorry, thank you principal for your kindness, but the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is not suitable for me, and the development of Silver Flash Trading Company is at a critical period now, and I don't have that much time." Anduin declined politely.

"Is that so..." Dumbledore was not surprised when he heard this. He just wanted to give it a try. When he saw the other party's rejection, he didn't force it too much.

"Let's not mention these things for now. I have another thing I want to ask the principal what you mean." Anduin changed the topic.

"Oh? If you have anything to say, just ask." Dumbledore responded with a smile.

"It's about Harry, Lily's son, do you still remember it?" Anduin reminded.

"Harry? Why did you mention him?" After hearing Anduin's words, Dumbledore immediately recalled the prophecy and asked in surprise.

"I don't know the specific arrangements for Harry, principal, but I want to adopt him. After all, Harry is Lily's child, and I think I have enough ability to protect him now." Anduin has never forgotten Lily.

Because of his kindness, he also wanted to do his part for her son.

"Sorry, I know you have a good relationship with Lily and want to take care of him, but I think it will be safer for Harry to stay in his current environment."

After hearing Anduin's words, Dumbledore also understood what the other party meant, but the boy who survived was very important. He was not worried about Anduin's intentions towards Harry. Judging from his attitude towards Sirius,

It can be seen that the other party is still very emotional. Maybe letting Anduin take care of Harry can help him grow better, but just in case, Dumbledore still can't take this risk.

"Is that so..." Anduin shook his head with some disappointment, "Well, I hope Harry can get better care from you. If there's nothing else, I won't disturb you. I'll take my leave."

"Don't worry, I also take Harry's matter very seriously. The place where he is now is absolutely safe." Dumbledore comforted, "As for the silver spear matter, don't be too reluctant. Bardnor and I

I will think of other ways to help Sirius escape the crime. You should also have received the formal invitation from Sir Merlin, so remember to reply in time."

"I will reply after the Silver Spear is dealt with." Anduin gave Dumbledore a firm look. He would not give up easily on the next plan.

After leaving the principal's office, Anduin walked out thoughtfully. He could not get any more useful information from Dumbledore.

The old man, the principal, is still as suspicious as before, and he is both trusting and wary of Anduin. There are things worth worrying about, but most of them are still trusting.

Anduin is aware of this, but with his current strength and influence, he no longer needs to be as cautious as before.

But while he was thinking wildly, Anduin suddenly noticed that an acquaintance appeared in front of him.

"Ah, isn't this the Headmaster? He's here to see Principal Dumbledore?" Anduin looked at Snape's oily head and sima-like face that had remained unchanged for centuries, and greeted him with a smile.

"Huh, what a coincidence, I always meet you in this place." Snape curled his lips speechlessly.

After Snape said this, Anduin realized that the location they were in was the corridor where they first met in Hogwarts.

It's just that things weren't very pleasant between the two when they first met. The two got into an inexplicable fight. Anduin still remembered the tragic scene in the corridor during the fight.

In this way, Anduin and Snape have never known each other before fighting.

"Haha, always remembering the past makes you grow older, Mr. Dean." Anduin said with some humor as he recalled the interesting things from the past.

"Poor memory is a symptom of aging, right? I didn't know that your brain is so hard to use now." Snape snorted again, "And you have graduated, there is no need to call me Dean anymore.

, now I just hope you disappear from my eyes as soon as possible, preferably never appear again."

"Don't be so heartless, Dean Snape. It's not good for your health to be so petty. I've helped you a lot in the past few years. Is the Academy Cup in the common room rusty?" Anduin knew.

Snape was always so tough-talking, so he just made some jokes like a joke.

When Snape heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but they were immediately suppressed by his facial muscles, making him look like he wanted to laugh but didn't want to, which looked very ferocious.

For three consecutive years, he was really happy to win the House Cup with a crushing force. Snape often sneaked into the Slytherin common room to admire the House Cup, and sometimes even had a silly laugh at it, but

He was not willing to give Anduin a good look for this.

"That only means that you have lived up to the trust that the college has placed in you. This is not your proud capital. I hope you won't always be arrogant and complacent about it after graduation!" Snape said with a sullen face as he kept adjusting his expression.

The proud person is obviously you!

Anduin glanced at Snape speechlessly, wondering how this guy could be so shameless.

"Anyway, I have relied on you, Dean, to take care of me all these years. Let this be a farewell gift. Please don't postpone it." Anduin took out a small box and handed it to Snape and said.

To be honest, he has been in Slytherin House for so many years. Although Dean Snape has never given him a good look and has a bad mouth, he has never made it difficult for him, except for being a little troublesome to him when they first met.

Except, but who told Anduin to have a fight with the other party just now.

Seeing that Anduin actually prepared a gift for him, Snape's dark face slowly softened, and then he took the wooden box from the other party without any courtesy. From the appearance, it looked a bit like Anduin's Trading Company.

Music boxes for sale.

Hehe, this guy couldn't just use the overstocked products in his store to deal with me. What a cunning bastard...

Snape murmured in his mind and gently opened the wooden box in his hand, and then a burst of melodious music floated out. It was indeed a music box.

But when Snape saw something clearly inside the music box, his face suddenly froze, his pupils dilated, and he became a little absent-minded for a moment.

Then Snape immediately raised his head, searching for Anduin.

But at this time, Anduin had already quietly disappeared from his side, without a trace.

"This little bastard...how did he know?"

There was a trace of surprise in Snape's eyes, and then when he looked at the music box again, his eyes showed endless tenderness, because there was a smiling photo embedded in the lid of the music box.