"Are we leaving like this?"
Fred shook off George's hand and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
He believed that George couldn't just abandon Luke, but what his plans were, Fred couldn't tell yet.
"What can we do if we don't leave? Are we going to directly contradict Dumbledore for Luke?" George said helplessly, "I don't think Dumbledore cares about our confrontation. But this may not be a problem for Luke." That’s a good thing.”
Compared to Fred, George would react faster when faced with this kind of thing. The two brothers have similar personalities but also complement each other.
"Dumbledore shouldn't do anything excessive to a child..."
Fred stood still, looking at the classroom door that was closed again.
George pondered for a moment: "Let's wait here. Of course, I think we should maintain confidence in our parents' choice."
A person who is regarded as a leader by their parents will never let them down too much.
Fred didn't answer, just remained silent.
At this time, in the classroom, Luke gradually came back to his senses. Then he continued to fall into deep thought.
It seemed that he saw something very strange, which made him shocked and at the same time fell into considerable confusion.
Dumbledore still didn't urge him, he just looked at Luke's back, wondering what he was thinking.
After a while, Luke came back to his senses, then turned his head and found Dumbledore standing behind him with a smile on his face.
"Good evening, Professor."
Luke bowed. Dumbledore nodded to him and said, "It's a magical mirror, isn't it? Mr. Gaunt."
"It's indeed amazing." Luke recalled what he saw. "Sometimes, what I hope to see, I don't even know what it will be."
"Then what did you see? Mr. Gaunt?" Dumbledore said kindly and gently, "Of course, if you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it."
"Just call me Luke, professor." Luke first mentioned the name, and then said, "There is nothing that cannot be said, it is just relative equality. Privileges need to be exchanged for responsibilities. Preferential treatment needs to be compensated for with sacrifices."
"This is my dream. I hope to make it happen."
Luke's words were very simple, and Dumbledore just nodded. It was unclear whether he approved or disapproved of these words.
"You're very candid, Luke."
He praised sincerely.
"The same goes for you. I thought your temptation would be more secretive. For example, when I have a conflict with Professor Quirrell, or when I have to face questioning and hostility during this summer vacation, or even this Christmas vacation, I will secretly You can take a look at my performance, or you can stand up and tie me directly to your chariot."
Luke shook his head: "But your plan is so direct, yet so irresistible."
"I don't like conspiracies and conspiracy. The concealment of many things is just a last resort."
Dumbledore explained to Luke seriously.
Luke was expressionless, Dumbledore was a very complicated man. The long years have given him superhuman experience. When Luke faced him, except for silently turning on the Occlumency, he basically had no ability to refute.
To be honest, at the end of the movie, Luke in his previous life did not understand what Dumbledore's ideal was and what he sacrificed for.
His death is like Shanks' lost arm in One Piece. It can only be said to be your own choice.
He wouldn't want to deal with the old man if he could help it. But when the other party comes to your door, there is no room for cowardice.
"I think so too, Professor, conspiracies and intrigues can only be temporary but will not lead to anything big."
Luke said to Dumbledore in agreement. On this point, he didn't lie. He certainly thinks so.
Dumbledore nodded and waved his finger. Two chairs in the classroom flew over and were placed behind the two of them.
Luke thanked him and sat down calmly. Since Dumbledore is here today, he must be here to show off his cards. After today, there will either be a falling out or a harmonious relationship. Regardless of the outcome, it means that he no longer needs to be respectful to Dumbledore.
What's more, he is also a school director. In a sense, it is not inferior to Dumbledore's status, and should even be better under normal circumstances.
Dumbledore also sat down, and then said apologetically: "Sorry, Luke, I initially thought the conversation between us would be in the principal's office. At least we still have tea."
"You might as well move a table here." Luke took out a tea set and a can of tea from the hole of the gemstone on his belt.
"Oh! Full of joy of life!" Dumbledore smiled, then waved his finger again, and a table was placed between the two of them.
Luke placed the tea set and tea leaves on the table, and then they began the process of making tea by themselves.
The tea can is opened by oneself, and then the body of the tea can is bent very softly, and the tea leaves are gently knocked into the teapot. Then, water automatically emerged from the teapot and began to heat.
"Have you been to the Gunter family's old house?"
Dumbledore suddenly asked.
"I went and only took away the family tree. After all, now, I am the only one left with the two Gunters. There is really little point in maintaining two more family trees." Luke said helplessly, "Originally, I planned to find the family tree. Two family heirlooms. As a result, the locket disappeared, and the Gaunt ring... gave me a very bad feeling. So I didn’t move it yet.”
Thinking about it carefully, in addition to the precautions brought by the plot prophet, he felt a strong sense of malice when he was approaching the Gunter family's old house.
I guess it was a warning given to me by my talent.
"Yes, you are the only one left in your family...how do you know about Quirrell?"
When he said this, Dumbledore's eyes were obviously more probing. It seems like he cares a lot about the answer to this question.
"Just a little bit of information. A new professor who has become weird after returning from a trip, and your obvious bait. Coupled with the obvious difference in reputation between several houses. He may think that Slytherin students disdain and interact with Communicate with students from other colleges about Defense Against the Dark Arts classes. But in our class, our relationship is pretty good."
Luke stabbed Dumbledore secretly. Dumbledore didn't care, he just smiled.
"In addition, there are not many people who can make you defend yourself. The only one who can resist death is the one."
"Of course, I don't know why you would fall for such an obvious scam. Even if your bait is really precious, it's still hard for me to understand."
Luke really struggled to understand Voldemort's choice. The Philosopher's Stone is certainly precious, but compared to snatching it from under Dumbledore's nose. He still felt that it would be better to find other ways to figure it out slowly.
This may be the magic of greed.
"Yeah, I don't know why it's so simple." Dumbledore showed a look of reminiscing, "Tom was really good back then."
As he spoke, he blinked and looked at Luke.
"Absolutely the same as you, Luke."
The classroom suddenly fell silent.
