In the principal's office, a group of principals' portraits were all staring at the two people below. They were just portraits now and could not do anything else. Those ambitions have been lost in the long river of time.
But now they only hear some news from each new principal.
I don’t really have any other ideas, it’s just a picture to relieve my boredom.
Below, an old man with gray beard and a man with black oily hair sat on both sides of the principal's desk.
Snape frowned as he looked at Dumbledore who was debugging a strange instrument.
But Dumbledore seemed so absorbed in the cube-shaped instrument that he seemed not to notice Snape's expression at all.
"cough……"
Snape coughed slightly.
Dumbledore raised his hand... and scratched the back of his head, with a distressed look on his face. With his other hand, he put the cube in front of his eyes, turning it over and over.
Snape had a black line on his face, and with his hands deep inside, he lightly clasped his knuckles on the table.
"What on earth do you think?"
Snape looked at Dumbledore angrily, who was a little confused.
Dumbledore blinked, then looked at Snape, whose face became increasingly ugly, smiled, and placed the cube in his hand on the table.
"It's nothing. In the final analysis, it's just a group of children playing around. If they take it seriously, do you take it seriously? But you can't make it too much."
Dumbledore said to Snape with a chuckle.
There was no relaxed look on Snape's face: "The others are all children. Can Gaunt be considered a child?"
He looked at Dumbledore more and more strangely and said seriously: "He seemed to have seen through my thoughts today. The cooperation was very good from beginning to end... Did you really not give me any instructions in advance?"
"It's not surprising to see through it." Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, "Other people don't understand normality, and it's not their turn to think about this kind of thing."
Snape wanted to roll his eyes at Dumbledore. She had obviously been on the same side with him before and treated Luke with caution. But somehow, after a few days, his expression completely changed.
Does this kid really have any charm magic? Can you confuse both Minerva and Dumbledore?
So why doesn't it work for me? Does this kid look down on himself?
Various ideas emerged in Snape's mind, but he himself didn't know which one was correct, or whether any of them were correct.
"Is there still a 'Summoning Spirit'?"
Dumbledore asked abruptly.
Snape came back to his senses instantly, looked at Dumbledore's old and gentle, but bright eyes, and nodded.
“It’s been going on forever, but you also know that it’s impossible to produce more of this thing.”
Snape said seriously: "Moreover, if you want me to make a new, simpler formula, at least tell me where this thing can be used."
"It's just useless to help you sleep and refresh your mind afterwards."
"Ah, Severus, you don't understand now what a gift a good sleep is to an old man!"
Dumbledore said with emotion.
Snape was annoyed by what he said. I have asked this question over and over again for so many years. Only a ghost can believe that this thing is just for sleeping.
He also drank it himself, but he really didn't find any other effects.
But this thing is not ordinary strange. The materials are extremely valuable, and the finished product looks very complicated. In addition, when it is prepared, it is difficult to understand the weird techniques.
Each time I finish a dozen summons. He always had to drink a bottle himself and get a good night's sleep to regain his energy.
But apart from brewing and summoning spirits, he doesn't feel like his mental energy is being consumed a lot.
This makes summoning spirits seem useless.
Of course, he knew it with his toes, and Dumbledore naturally knew all this. But Dumbledore didn't say anything, even if he asked. Just let him realize it for himself.
After all these years, to be honest, I haven't realized anything.
Half felt that he was useless, and half felt that the old man was in a fog.
But since he couldn't get an answer, he didn't say anything, just stood up and left silently.
He now has Dumbledore's trust. But seriously, Dumbledore only believed in Dumbledore himself. Snape still didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking about all day.
"Just a small punishment but a big punishment."
Dumbledore picked up the cube device again, with a distressed look on his face.
Snape didn't bother to respond and just walked out of the principal's office angrily.
The portraits of all the principals looked at the junior below, and some of the principals who understood nodded in praise. The principals who didn't understand were silent.
The world of magic is never fair.
Whether it's blood, talent, or something else.
And the person in front of them. Both bloodline and talent are top-notch. The only character that can be called a flaw has become a flaw that is covered up before other excellences.
Now I am old, but I am getting more and more unfathomable.
It doesn't just refer to strength. It's more about inner thoughts.
After a while, the door to the principal's office opened again. A child with green hair and black hair came in with a calm expression. He faced the looking eyes of a group of senior principals and looked back one by one.
When he saw the portrait of an old man with black hair and green hair, he paused and then bowed seriously.
The old man in the portrait is twirling his beard and smiling proudly.
The other principals rolled their eyes. Of course, more than anything, they were still looking at the child. There was a strange look in his eyes.
There is now only one child left in the Gunter family. Then he must be the child who caused the abnormal movement in the castle a few days ago.
Seeing their expressions, the principal of the Gunter family sneered.
"sit down."
Dumbledore looked at the cube that made him helpless, and said to Luke helplessly.
When Luke heard this, he sat down happily. With a decent smile on his face.
"You caused quite a stir today."
Dumbledore looked at Luke with a serious look on his face.
"They were joking and just got me involved."
Luke replied innocently.
This is also true. Although people's plans are based on him, in the final analysis, can this matter still rest on him?
As long as others couldn't see that he had heightened Leitch's anger more than once, no one would think it was his fault.
Dumbledore took a deep look at Luke, as if he knew some of his little secrets. But Luke didn't panic at all, he just looked at Dumbledore innocently with his big beautiful eyes.
'what are you talking about? '
Dumbledore didn't even need Legilimency to figure out what this kid meant.
After a moment of silence, he could only shake his head. What can be done?
The one in front of me is only 11 years old. Although some people are already able to commit adultery at the age of 11. But if you look young, there is nothing unforgivable.
"Is that bottle of medicine okay?"
Dumbledore asked.
When Luke saw that Dumbledore no longer dwelled on the previous topic, he knew that today's events were over. I was also greatly relieved. It’s good for children to have preferential treatment when facing these things. But the old man is not too generous. Old naughty boy, old naughty boy, if they really want to cause trouble, they are not sure who will make things difficult for the other.
"It's so useful, so I'm thinking of asking you for another one this time, so as not to make me dizzy like before."
"Don't you have a prescription on hand? Can't you just find someone to take it yourself?"
Dumbledore looked at Luke in surprise, with a puzzled look on his face.
Luke was also stunned for a moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, but he couldn't catch it. After all, the information he had at hand was still too little.
"Why do I have a prescription on hand...and this thing can be prepared by just anyone?"
Luke looked helpless. It seemed that Dumbledore was helpless.
Dumbledore looked at his distressed expression, and smiled and said, "It seems like you really didn't get their inheritance."
Then, he asked with some surprise: "Didn't you get an inheritance other than Ravenclaw?"
This is quite clear.
"No, there is indeed talk about the secret room in my family, but I also know that entering it now will not do any good."
Luke saw it in the secret book at home, saying that there were treasures left for descendants with sufficient abilities in the secret room. Then why is there only one basilisk in the secret room? You must know that the basilisk is a guardian, not a treasure.
However, in the original book and the movie, there is no news about what the basilisk protects. Then this thing either fell into the hands of Voldemort before, or fell into the hands of someone later...
Thinking of this, Luke looked at Dumbledore strangely.
Asking him this question today, is it a bit...
Dumbledore noticed his expression and smiled softly: "I didn't mean that. I also know where the Chamber of Secrets is. It's similar to the Room of Requirement. It's not an absolute secret."
But he didn't tell Luke the other half of this. Because he didn't know where the other two inheritances were.
"It's impossible for me to steal this inheritance. It's even more unnecessary."
Dumbledore made his words very clear. He is already so old and does not have that kind of attachment to eternal life. Therefore, he has no desire to covet these inheritances.
Of course, if you say this, probably not many people will believe it. After all, it is difficult for normal people to understand this kind of thing.
Luke nodded calmly and said: "I know, but I'm not lying to you. I still have clues about the inheritance of the four giants, but in any case, it is not what I should be doing now."
"If you just think about building a tall building without laying a good foundation, isn't that obviously going to collapse?"
Dumbledore was silent for a moment, looked at the indifferent child in front of him, and nodded: "You really did not disappoint me."
With that said, he opened his drawer, found a bottle of Summoning Spirits from a pile of sweets, and handed it to Luke.
"If you still want it, come back to me and ask for it. Or try to see if you can find a prescription yourself."
Luke was not polite, reached out to take the potion, and said: "I thought you would give me the formula."
"If you can deduce the raw materials from the potion, then come to me and ask for the formula."
Dumbledore waved his hand angrily.
The two of them talked happily, but the principals listening above looked at each other. They never expected that Dumbledore, a first-year student, didn't have any talent at all and didn't show off at all as a principal. They look more like a pair of friends than a teacher and student.
"This thing is to replenish mental power. Professor, why is mental power depleted?"
Luke asked with some confusion as he played with the beautiful soul-awakening potion in his hand.
Dumbledore looked straight and said seriously: "It's a matter of magic."
Dumbledore's words caused Luke to brainstorm again, but this time, he connected many clues together.
"Real 'magic'?"
Luke asked tentatively.
"Not yet..." Dumbledore thought for a while and wanted to say something more, but in the end he had no words. "It's still too far for you now, even further than the inheritance of the Big Four."
"But it does have something to do with it. If you can, try to exercise your mental power. I don't know how you depleted your mental power, but try not to deplete it to that extent. In that case, it can only be used Potions will do.”
Luke nodded, although Dumbledore still didn't reveal all his secrets. But his tone, which was almost the same as Ravenclaw, also made Luke think of it.
I'm afraid that this is definitely not just as simple as wanting him to lay a good foundation. However, it seems that he can only find the answer to this kind of matter by himself.
"Okay, thank you. I will train well."
Luke stood up and bowed to Dumbledore. His expression was full of respect.
Putting aside everything else, it was enough that Dumbledore was willing to tell Luke that mental strength was crucial. If he said too much, Luke felt he didn't want to hear it anymore.
Except for a few people, most people ask for help in return.
Luke didn't want to owe so many favors. This is not a good thing for himself.
Dumbledore just waved his hand, indicating that Luke could go out.
Luke nodded and silently walked out of the principal's office.
All the principals looked at Dumbledore with strange expressions. But in the end nothing was said.
After Dumbledore stared at the cube for a long time, a bitter smile appeared on his face.
Then he silently put the things into a box at hand. And locked up.
On the other side, Luke walked out of the principal's office. He didn't go far when he saw the twins winking at him. After walking over, the twins pulled him to an empty classroom.
"We saw Professor Quirrell leaving the school through a secret passage."
Fred said to Luke with a serious face.
