The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

After leaving the Slytherin dormitory, Thorne came to the hall, took two pieces of bread and walked towards the library.

He found Draco in a ventilated corner of the library.

"It's the end of the semester, have the professors marked the key points?" Thorne patted Draco on the shoulder and said.

"Huh? No... not a single one, someone asked, and then the professors said the whole book is the key points..." Draco said bitterly.

Thorne wanted to continue to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by a voice from the other side of the bookshelf.

"The two-faced Voldemort must be Snape, Black must know the true face of the two-faced man, otherwise it can't explain why Voldemort didn't hurt Black!" Harry's voice rang from the other side of the bookshelf.

"Didn't Thorne say it all! It's because he is a pure-blooded mysterious person that he didn't attack him." Hermione's voice also rang.

"Then why are the two of them together? If Black stayed in the Slytherin dormitory honestly, with Dumbledore in charge, would the mysterious man dare to rush into the Slytherin common room and take him away? There is only one possibility, the mysterious man is Snape, or possessed by Snape. This also explains the two-faced man."

"As long as Snape uses his position as the dean to take Black out of the Slytherin dormitory and hunt unicorns with him." Another voice sounded like Ron Weasley.

"But Thorne said in the principal's office..." Hermione wanted to refute something, but was interrupted: "Have you ever seen a bad guy say he is a bad guy?"

Thorne listened with relish with his eyes closed, and then another familiar voice joined the battlefield.

"I don't know if the bad guys will say they are bad guys, but I know you are here to make up stories about your classmates and the dean of Slytherin. If people find out... how many points will you lose?"

"Draco?" Thorne opened his eyes in confusion and looked beside him, and found that Draco had already crossed the bookshelf and confronted the Gryffindor trio.

"What's the matter? Are you in a hurry to stand up for your good brother? And this is a topic between the three of us, it's not your turn to talk about it." Ron said coldly.

"If this topic is not my turn to talk about, then it's not your turn to say bad things about Thorne, or are the people in Gryffindor all double-standard monsters, and you can do it but others can't?" Draco said faintly.

"Hmph... I won't argue with you, let's go!" Ron left here without looking back, and seeing this, Harry hurriedly followed, and Hermione asked Draco hesitantly: "Is Thorne here?"

"No, he's recovering in the dormitory." Draco shook his head and said.

"He's injured? Didn't he say that the mysterious man didn't hurt him?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"You are only allowed to make up stories about Thorne being a dark wizard behind his back, but he is not allowed to hide his injuries because he is afraid of you worrying about him?" Draco said sarcastically.

"......" Hermione's face turned red and white after being told by Draco, and she finally left the library.

"How is it? I am good at arguing with a group of scholars, right?" Draco returned to Thorne and said proudly.

"Wouldn't it be bad for you to lie to her like that?" Thorne rolled his eyes and complained.

"Where did I lie to her? You are really injured." Draco spread his hands and said.

"Hmm..." Thorne shrugged and sat down in his seat, lying on the table in a somewhat irritable manner.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

"I'm sleepy." Thorne just said, and not long after, he felt as if he was floating.

"What are you doing?" He said speechlessly with his half-moon eyes open.

"I'll take you back to the dormitory to sleep."

"I think it's better for me to go by myself."

"Why?"

"You're embarrassing me."

"......."

........................

Time flies, especially this leisurely time of sick leave, it seems that the final exam day has come in the blink of an eye.

The last exam is Transfiguration. Draco waited outside for Thorne who was taking the exam inside, until the latter came out and asked hurriedly: "How is it?"

"Is this kind of question meaningful? What do you think?" Thorne raised his eyebrows and said.

"Yes, Transfiguration can't be difficult for you." Draco nodded and said.

The two were about to say something else, and a golden flame suddenly appeared in front of Thorne, and a small note was flying in it.

Thorne took the note and opened it.

[Please come to my office as soon as possible-Albus Dumbledore]

"Uh-huh, you need to go back to the dormitory alone." Thorne shrugged and said

"Okay, I don't know what Dumbledore wants you for, I hope it's not something dangerous." Draco responded.

"It's almost the end of the semester, what could be dangerous?" Thorne complained as he walked towards Dumbledore's office.

After walking in, he found Dumbledore leaning over the table writing something.

Thorne didn't disturb him, but sat in the chair opposite Dumbledore and waited quietly.

Not long after, Dumbledore finally finished writing the letter, put it in an envelope, and handed it to an owl, watching it fly away.

"I'm a little impatient, do you still want to watch the owl fly away?" Thorne complained.

"Of course not, I'm just thinking about something... Stand up." Dumbledore turned around and said to Thorne.

The latter was a little confused, not knowing what tricks Dumbledore was playing, but still stood up.

Dumbledore dragged him to the headmaster's chair and pushed Thorne up.

"How is it? Is this chair comfortable?" Dumbledore asked Thorne, who was sitting on his own headmaster's chair.

"Tell me the truth?" Thorne asked.

"Of course it's the truth." Dumbledore replied.

"Very comfortable." Thorne answered frankly.

"Do you want to sit in this chair all the time?" Dumbledore asked.

"What? You want to give me this chair?" Thorne rolled his eyes and said.

"I'm asking you, do you want to be the headmaster?" Dumbledore said straight.

"......If you say you don't want to, it's definitely a lie, but... am I qualified?" Thorne asked.

"Do you know what the most important trait is to be the headmaster of Hogwarts?" Dumbledore asked faintly.

"What is it? Can you educate students? Have affinity? Be good at dancing with sleeves and ask for money from the board of directors in various ways?" Thorne replied.

"Neither. There are only two qualities to be a headmaster. One is to have a correct judgment of the current situation, when to choose to remotely control the Ministry of Magic, to control the relationship between the four major colleges, and whether to be tough or gentle with the Muggle society." Dumbledore explained.

"What about the other one?"

"The other one is the most important, being able to fight!" Dumbledore said concisely.

".......Unexpectedly... makes sense."

"How is it?" Dumbledore asked.

"I...may be able to see the current situation clearly and correctly, but...can I fight?" Thorne said with a frown.

"Yes, your magic talent is very strong, just like me, Gettler, and Tom, equally strong."

"...Two Dark Lords...you...White Lord?" Thorne complained.

"Whatever you say, in fact, before you, I valued Severus the most for the best magic talent, but now I value you the most." Dumbledore said faintly.

"Are you painting a pie in the sky for me?" Thorne asked.

"No, no, no... You are simply too outstanding. You grew up in a Muggle research institute, but you don't have any prejudice or hatred towards Muggles. Your magical talent is also very strong. It is fortunate that you were able to grow to my level. You have both of these qualities. Isn't this reason enough?" Dumbledore replied.