Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Almost no one noticed him. He Shenyan just wanted to stroll around by himself. He used some special tricks to make his presence very low - I know some people will want to learn this little trick and

Used in unusual places.

Back to the topic. If he were asked to rate this ancient castle, he would give it a score of 85. It is very good. Not to mention the grand and elegant architectural style of this castle, the exquisite yet restrained decoration inside also suits him very well.

He also noticed the ghosts walking freely in the castle, the portraits with their own consciousness, and the living sculptures. To be honest, these things are not unusual. He himself knows that it is better to put the souls of living people into the paintings and sculptures.

There are ways to facilitate torture, and there are also spells that turn souls into ghosts. But the various creations in this castle are not like this. They are not created in a malicious way, which is very interesting.

Ghosts that are not created by negative energy and portraits that do not contain living souls are as precious and interesting to him as cats that eat with their butts. If you are a biologist, you will probably want to study this use immediately.

The cat that came to eat with its butt was just like his current mood. He sighed that his choice to go home was indeed the right one. Not only could he find his home bit by bit, but he could also experience some new magic in the process.

Ancient One once joked that he was a person with a certain thirst for magical knowledge, and he agreed with this.

He paused for a moment in front of a tapestry titled Troll Beating Barnabas, and then turned to look at the wall opposite the tapestry. Out of some courtesy, he did not study the folding space without permission.

Magic. Instead, he continued to walk forward. In the next half hour, he basically walked around the place except for the students' towers and some professors' offices. He stood in front of a window overlooking the grass below.

, woods, and the big lake. My heart was filled with an inexplicable joy: Very good, let’s start from here.

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At this time, Dumbledore had already apparated to the Ministry of Magic with Tom Riddle in hand. Not to mention the ordinary staff who were about to faint after seeing the piece of skin in his hand, not even the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

How good it is. He took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his face. He looked at the tall old man and smiled weakly: "My dear Dumbledore, what is this?"

Dumbledore didn't make any disdainful expression. He simply made a gesture to signal Fudge to calm down. Then he sat on the chair behind his desk and placed Tom Riddle on the table. With a

The presence of the Dark Lord seemed to make Fudge nervous. He almost slid off his chair and was sweating more and more. Dumbledore said: "Dear Fudge, can't you see? This is

The Voldemort we have been looking for for many years."

He deliberately said that name, and Voldemort's skin immediately began to curse loudly again. In fact, he never stopped, but no one could hear him, so he could only guess based on the shape of his lips. Fudge immediately sat up straight - not

It was because of excitement, but because of fear. He immediately pulled out his wand and pointed it at Voldemort, trying to look very courageous, and at the same time started calling Auror loudly.

While waiting for the Aurors to arrive, he asked Dumbledore if he could also call the reporters. After receiving an ambiguous permission, Fudge was obviously happy - this would be a very dazzling achievement in his political achievements. But Dumbledore

Lido surprisingly didn't have any big mood swings. He now felt more relaxed than ever before. Looking at his life, he was entangled with one Dark Lord in the first half, and another in the second half. The old one now enters

After spending decades in prison, the young man was found in Hogwarts after ten years of absconding. Feeling relieved, he now had nothing else in his heart.

After dealing with Fudge and reporters with great speed and absent-mindedness, he pulled Fudge aside, his face straightened, and he became serious: "Dear Fudge, I know you are going to make some achievements on him, but

He hasn't been completely solved yet. Do you understand? You can spread the news of his arrest to see if any Death Eaters who are still unwilling to give up will come to rob the scene, but I need him alive - for now."

After Dumbledore said this, he no longer looked at Fudge, nor did he explain anything to Fudge. He walked towards Fudge's fireplace and disappeared into it amid a burst of flames.

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At six o'clock that night, Professor McGonagall saw Dumbledore opening the door in the conference room, followed by the young man he had met in the afternoon. Professor Trelawney, who was sitting opposite her, immediately let out a short exclamation.

, and then she lay on the table as if she was about to faint. Professor Flitwick next to her helped her up so that she would not be embarrassed in front of the guests. And the famous ghost, Professor Binns

But he didn't come at all, even if she found him somewhere in the castle after searching for a long time this afternoon and notified him. Mrs. Hooch and Professor Sinister were quite interested in this handsome man. Only Si

Nap still had that half-dead look on his face, and he didn't seem to care about anything.

Dumbledore and He Shenyan walked into the conference room. He did not introduce He Shenyan, but said: "Please allow me to announce two things to you first."

"The shame of this school, the notorious Lord Voldemort, Tom Riddle was discovered by Mr. He at four o'clock in the afternoon. He was possessed in some way by the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Quilinus Quirrell. Forgive me.

I, a slow old man, did not find him, but luckily this gentleman found him. So that we would not let Voldemort lecture our students. He has been taken to the Ministry of Magic, and everyone will be able to see him in the Ministry of Magic at the latest tomorrow.

I saw the report about this incident in the newspaper."

Professor McGonagall felt dizzy, both from the joy of Voldemort's arrest and from the fear of what Dumbledore said. The other professors began to discuss in low voices, except for Snape, whose sallow face turned pale.

, and there was an abnormal redness, and I put my hands under the table and squeezed them tightly.

"The second thing is that our school will carry out reforms and adopt a new teaching method..." After saying this, he winked playfully and asked He Shenyan on the side: "It's your turn."

He Shenyan smiled and prepared to speak.

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Late at night, Professor McGonagall was sitting in her office absentmindedly. Normally at this time, she should be grading homework seriously. But now she had no such thoughts at all. All she thought about was the miracle that the man showed at the meeting.

Miracle. There is no other way to describe it other than miracle. The magic used by the wizards is a world of difference compared to the simple and basic spells that the man used casually, as he called them...

Snape was very skeptical about the idea of ​​'another world' at first, thinking that Dumbledore was confused and believed a charlatan. It wasn't until they were both illuminated by the white star that he could no longer speak.

, I was in a state of disbelief the whole time.

Professor McGonagall noticed that she had been staring at the table for more than half an hour. She reluctantly put down her quill and planned to change clothes and take a shower before going to bed. But I was afraid it would be difficult to fall asleep.

She was actually looking forward to tomorrow. She didn't know if her other colleagues would do the same, but she knew that this incident would mean a huge change for the entire world.

The way of casting spells and the control of magic fascinate her. With such emotions, Professor McGonagall may have a hard time falling asleep tonight.

At this time, Snape was outside the door of the principal's office. He looked a little uneasy, which was rare for him. Dumbledore came out and nodded to him and said hello: "Severus."

Snape didn't even notice that he came out at first. He raised his head after hearing the sound. He pulled Dumbledore's sleeve and didn't even say a word at first: "...You, what you said is

Really? He was arrested?"

Dumbledore looked at him and nodded slowly and forcefully. Snape stumbled back a few steps, and only then did he realize that the phoenix was standing on Dumbledore's shoulder, and he was carrying a black suitcase in his hand.

.

Snape asked: "What are you...?"

"Oh, you said this, I don't plan to be the principal anymore."

"What?!"

Dumbledore was very satisfied when he saw Snape's shocked expression. He said with that classic smile after a successful prank: "I'm just kidding, I'm just moving to another place. I plan to use this office as a new place in the future."

It will be the place where teachers hold classes for a month. We will return it after the official start of the school year. After all, students also have to attend class, and at least before the end of this semester, they still have to take those exams."

Snape nodded, licked his dry lips, and asked hesitantly: "He... er, I mean, that Mr. He, is he in there?"

Dumbledore knew what he wanted to ask, so he nodded simply: "Of course, he should be preparing lessons inside."

After saying this, Dumbledore knocked on the brass griffin handle on the door to let it go dormant and then left, leaving Snape standing there alone.

In the dark corridor, the candlelight in front of the principal's office illuminated half of his face. The usually expressionless and indifferent face was now full of hope.

He slowly pushed open the door, which anyone could enter because the handle was dormant, and his heart was filled with complex emotions that he couldn't explain.