Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

Chapter 95

Snape's figure soon appeared in Dumbledore's office. Compared with Professor McGonagall's friendly greeting, Snape just nodded when he saw Hector. There was a little surprise in his black eyes, but the surprise soon faded. After all,

Hector didn't stay in this place for long. The two Dumbledores didn't give him the opportunity to show his power in front of the two professors. After Hector provided some information, Dumbledore looked at Aberforth standing behind him. At that time,

Hector was still thinking about the intention of this look. Before he figured it out, Hector could feel a clear sense of dizziness. When he woke up again, it was already noon the next day. Hector lay on Dumbledore's bed. He propped himself up in a daze and wanted to observe the surroundings. Then the soreness in his neck made him lie back on the bed.

This sour feeling is very consistent with Aberforth's style-ruthless, quick effect, and strong sequelae.

Now Hector has figured out what happened last night.

Dumbledore and Aberforth must not want him to get involved.

So when they got the information they needed from Hector, Dumbledore was responsible for attracting Hector's attention, and Aberforth was responsible for execution.

The two brothers worked well together and quickly executed the premise of"not letting Hector get involved.

" But what puzzled

Hector was that since everyone was a wizard, why couldn't they use a simple and effective spell like fainting, which had fewer side effects? Why did they have to do it on the physical level? Why? Was it because physical hypnosis was more convenient than magical hypnosis, or because it was more effective?

Hector thought that this was just bullying him because he was young and short. With his current height, his fragile neck is right in front of Aberforth's chest. If Aberforth wants to put Hector to sleep physically, he doesn't even need to bend down, and it is very convenient to accumulate power. If he needs to accumulate power, then Hector will suspect that Aberforth has discovered something, otherwise why would he go straight to kill him.

Maybe someone will say that Hector must be on guard.

Please, there is the great Albus Dumbledore in front of him, the powerful Aberforth Dumbledore behind him, and Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, the top fighting forces of Hogwarts, on both sides, and the location is still Hogwarts.

In this case, if there is still any power that can easily kill Hector in front of these four people at this location without attracting their attention and leave in a chic manner, then it can only be said that Hector deserves to die, even if he is on guard.

However, with such strength, he still comes to kill a child like Hector.

It can only be said that such a person is very tasteless.

(Voldemort: Don't brag about me. Also, how can I be so uncultured!)

Who would have thought that the enemy was inside, and even the thick-browed Aberforth betrayed the organization. Hector endured the pain in his neck and sat up from the bed with difficulty. Soon, two hurried footsteps reached Hector's ears. He looked in the direction of the sound - it was Aberforth and Albus Dumbledore. The two brothers came to Hector's side one after another and stopped on both sides of the bed.

"Are you feeling better, Hector?"

Aberforth spoke first, his voice was not loud, and his tone was as gentle as possible. The two old men fell on Hector on the bed, and Hector lay back on the bed after seeing the shadows of the two men. He put a pillow under his neck, closed his eyes, and made a slight, faint moan.

Hearing Aberforth's words, Hector didn't even open his eyes, but just moved his head slightly up and down.

""Healed as before."

The spell sounded, it was Dumbledore's voice. Hector could feel that the pain in his neck had been relieved to a great extent. However, the disappearance of pain did not mean the groaning stopped. The formula was instantly effective.

So even if Dumbledore used the healing spell, Hector continued to groan faithfully, and the groaning sound was even louder than before.

""Okay, Hector, I admit it's my fault, so what can I do to make up for it?"

This is Aberforth's voice. The medicine worked and Hector's groaning stopped miraculously.

But Hector didn't open his eyes. He was still waiting for something. Until Albus Dumbledore

"Well, Hector, I admit that this is what I think, and like Aberforth, I am willing to do something to make up for my mistake."

Hey, this is really a world of magic. Before Dumbledore finished speaking, Hector immediately sat up from the bed. His neck was no longer sore, his legs no longer hurt, and he was in good spirits. He could get out of bed and take a few steps for the two old men, and even participate in a Quidditch game.

Aberforth and Albus watched Hector quickly put on his clothes and rushed directly to the office in front of the bedroom. The two brothers looked at each other, took a deep breath almost at the same time, and then walked out of Dumbledore's bedroom.

This will be a very expensive slap, the two old men thought so.

When Aberforth and Albus Dumbledore arrived at the principal's office one after another, Hector had already sat in the principal's seat, and there were two chairs opposite the table facing Hector. Aberforth and Dumbledore looked at each other, sat down on the chairs obediently, and waited for Hector's decision.

"First of all, I hope you realize that your behavior last night was extremely incorrect,"

Hector said as he leaned on Dumbledore's chair.

He had to say that he, Albus's grandfather, was a good enjoyer.

This headmaster's chair was very comfortable.

The chair was made of leather, and the leather surface emitted a certain amount of heat - just the right kind of comfortable.

However, Hector couldn't tell what kind of magical animal this leather came from.

Then there was the foot pad, which was very soft and radiated a silver glow.

Hector was very familiar with it.

Hagrid had more than one at home - it was made of unicorn hair.

Sitting in this place, even the words he spoke were more organized, and the words he said seemed more powerful. This might be why Aberforth and Albus opposite him didn't even dare to raise their heads, but just nodded silently.

"Your behavior has caused me very serious physical harm and a certain degree of psychological harm, so you decide how to compensate me."

Hector even crossed his legs comfortably. He was not worried at all that the two of them would go back on their word, and if the conditions they offered were not generous enough, Hector would not accept them. If it didn't work, he could just go back to bed. Anyway, he had to have a reasonable explanation today.

"Hector, I want to apologize for what happened last night. Were we afraid that you would strongly demand to follow us? Dealing with the basilisk is not an easy task. If you are not careful, it is easy to get into trouble."

Aberforth explained a lot, and Hector just leaned back in his chair and listened. When he finished, Dumbledore added a few words, so the two old men stayed in their seats, waiting for Hector to express his opinion.

"Although I am very sad about your distrust, I can still accept this reason. However, how about compensation?"

Dumbledore wanted to say something, but Aberforth was much more direct, and he slammed the purse on the table.

Hector's eyes lit up, he didn't expect to gain much, but he was very surprised by Aberforth's compensation and apology. Hector took the purse, and inside was a whole bag of gold Galleons. He weighed it, and couldn't feel how much was in it, but considering the amount, it must not be too little.

Dumbledore obviously didn't expect this, and it could be seen from the shock on his face. Dumbledore glanced at Aberforth, and Aberforth turned his head away.

"Grandpa Albus, what about you?"

Dumbledore's embarrassment was about to overflow. He had rarely been so embarrassed as now. Dumbledore felt that he had been tricked by his own brother. He was very angry in his heart, but now was not the time to be angry. Facing Hector's gaze, Dumbledore took out a tooth from his pocket.

"This is a basilisk's tooth. Be careful, it has a very strong toxicity and is a very rare potion ingredient, so it is also very expensive - you can collect it, or sell it."

"I like it very much, but Grandpa Albus, I have some other requests"

"What is it?"

Aberforth and Albus Dumbledore asked in unison.

"Allow me not to attend the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this school year,"

Dumbledore thought for a while and nodded.

"And," both Aberforth and Albus stood up��The ears,

"Give me some blank notes, the more the better."

In faraway Albania, a huge python was moving through the jungle, its body pressing over the dead branches on the ground, making a rustling sound.

Soon, the python came to a wooden house.

The door of the wooden house was closed.

The python gently knocked on the door of the wooden house with its thick tail.

The door of the wooden house opened, and it saw a pale foot.