"Emmm...Mr. Gunter, would you like to sit on the table? I have no other intention. Please forgive an old man's battle-hardened cervical vertebrae."
"Professor, if there wasn't that sense of schadenfreude in your smile, I might have seriously considered this matter."
Luke sat in the high-backed chair in Dumbledore's office and spoke seriously.
To be honest, although this chair in Dumbledore's office is nice, I don't know if it is older than Dumbledore. Not to mention Luke, even Dumbledore couldn't be sure about this.
So actually sitting on the chair and sitting on the table were both uncomfortable, at least not as comfortable as the chair Luke brought from home, but Luke still insisted on sitting on the chair to talk to Dumbledore.
This is a symbol of equality.
Dumbledore finally allowed Luke to sit in the chair. In other words, it was just a joke in itself.
"Is the magic stone broken?"
Dumbledore got straight to the point, but the question he asked surprised Luke a bit.
"I thought you would ask about Voldemort's whereabouts first."
Luke frowned slightly and said.
"It's enough to know he's alive."
As long as there is a chance, there will definitely be some commotion. The next work is his.
"Nico asked me to tell you that the magic stone was originally intended to be given to you. If it plays its intended role, then if it breaks into pieces, it will be considered a worthy death."
Luke was struck by lightning when he heard this. His little face looked shocked.
"If you had said this earlier, wouldn't I have used it sparingly if you had said it earlier? I would probably have used it and wasted it!"
Luke said sadly: "Originally, I just thought that even if I failed, I would not be able to leave any chance for the enemy. I really used up all my energy!"
The Magic Stone is not an endless source of energy. It contains a large amount of energy, but after all, it has its limit. According to Luke, when he used it, he could extract the power without limit, and even dissipate the power, so the land under his feet became a golden field of considerable scope.
Dumbledore turned a cold eye to Luke's pain, but Luke didn't care, and still showed a look of "missing a hundred million".
Dumbledore did not ask those boring questions anymore, but looked at Luke in front of him with a serious face: "Did it really play its role?"
He asked so calmly, so Luke put away the half-true distress on his face and said with an indifferent expression.
"If it was your original role, I guarantee that he played it. Harry took out the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror."
"What about yours?"
Dumbledore's originally old and kind eyes finally showed a sharp light. His gaze was like a sharp knife, pointing straight into Luke's heart.
Luke quietly opened the Occlumency, and began to deliberately recall the stories he had heard about Dumbledore and Grindelwald in his mind.
Dumbledore frowned.
"You are so young..."
"There are several related story books on Professor McGonagall's bookshelf... I think they are all handwritten."
Luke has a sunny smile, and to the uninitiated, he is really a cute little boy.
Dumbledore's eyes twitched. But in the end nothing was said.
"Answer the question I just asked. Have you achieved your goal?"
Dumbledore gathered his thoughts and asked seriously. He looks like a grandpa who is concerned about whether his grandson has completed his summer homework.
Luke met Dumbledore's eyes, remained silent for a long time, and finally said, "Although this has nothing to do with you, since you asked the question sincerely."
"I'll tell you... openly."
"I wanted to get the Philosopher's Stone in the end, but I couldn't help it. It was really because I was worried about tying up the enemy, so I just used up the Philosopher's Stone. This doesn't even have much to do with whether he will belong to me in the end."
Luke looked serious, although his childish face made him look a little happy.
"I am still sufficiently clear-headed in the face of big issues of right and wrong."
"As for other goals, everything that should be achieved has been achieved, and everything that should be advanced has been advanced."
The implication is... I know it myself, so please stop meddling in my affairs.
Dumbledore looked at Luke with a complicated expression and didn't know what he was thinking.
"You're really similar to him, Luke..."
Dumbledore said with a hint of sentimentality in his tone.
It feels like he will be hurt in the next second.
"Some people say that I look very similar to you, Professor." Luke interrupted Dumbledore's chanting and smiled slightly, "But I am myself. Even if I look like you, I won't be you."
Dumbledore had nothing to say, and finally waved his hand, indicating that Luke could go out.
Luke held the wand with both hands, and then two books flew from the bookshelf, suspended in mid-air, and became Luke's steps.
"Goodbye Professor."
Luke waved his wand again, and then the two books flew back to their original positions. Before leaving, he opened and closed them twice and made a sound like applause, as if to say goodbye to Luke.
Dumbledore fell into deep silence while looking at the book "The Use of Fire Dragon Blood" and the other "A Simple Understanding of Alchemy".
"Really...unpleasant little guy."
Of course, Dumbledore could understand Luke's behavior.
Of course, Luke didn't need to please him. Just like the previous discussion with Lucius Malfoy in the Ministry of Magic's drawing room, he knew very well that sometimes, he might have to rely on this little guy's energy.
It's not a shameful thing to say.
No one would feel it was a shame to rely on the head of a pure-blood family.
Even if the patriarch is still just a child.
…
The campus can be said to be in a true carnival. Although most students are still unwilling to admit that Harry and the others defeated Voldemort, the rumors gradually became that they defeated a man who wanted to resurrect Voldemort. of Death Eaters.
The professors neither supported nor opposed it and did not participate in any revision opinions, so this statement became the mainstream statement.
In fact, it's not wrong. Although Quirrell later may not really be like resurrecting Voldemort, he can indeed be regarded as a Death Eater.
"So you didn't kill Voldemort in the end?"
In a hidden corner, Taylor squatted on the ground and looked at little Luke in front of him.
Luke had a look of pain on his face: "Don't be like this, it makes me look so short..."
Luke's original height is quite competitive among his peers. Although he doesn't stand out from the crowd, he is still much higher than the average first-year student.
Taylor ignored his complaints, stretched out his green-white fingers and poked Luke Fatdudu's cheek, saying: "Say it quickly!"
After Luke became what he is now, Taylor and Hermione, who were still a little in awe of him, completely lost their little fear.
No matter how scared you are, it’s hard to express dignity when you can frantically rub the other person’s face which feels good in your hand.
"There's no point in killing him. You see, what a good whetstone. This time is completely an experimental level to test Harry's character and my ability. As long as he doesn't get out of control, he can even be very good. The person to blame."
"Even if this matter is really your fault, as long as you can provide some evidence to prove that it is Voldemort's problem, the Ministry of Magic will crazyly excuse you, and even be willing to directly say that you are not guilty."
The prerequisite for this is that the forces behind you must be strong enough. So tough that the Ministry of Magic itself doesn't have a good way to deal with you.
"So you let it go on purpose?"
Taylor couldn't figure it out. He obviously seemed to be a very big enemy...
"A target with enough weight, why should you give up so easily?" When Luke said this, his innocent face, coupled with his big watery eyes, really left Taylor speechless. .
After a moment of silence, Taylor said seriously.
"You were really cute when you were little."
Luke opened his mouth, then took a deep breath: "Thank you, but I think I would be happier if you didn't say this."
"What's going on with you?" Taylor watched Luke decisively ask his most curious question when the topic reached this point.
"The magic stone can make people immortal and rejuvenate themselves to a certain extent. This is the price for directly absorbing the powerful magic power inside and daring to strengthen yourself."
Luke said calmly: "Fortunately, this side effect is not random to the second one. If there is a golden left hand now, maybe I will have more headaches."
"...No, maybe it would be better to turn into gold..."
It's always not good to do either one, but now when you are in trouble, you will naturally regret not making another choice.
Although both are troublesome in themselves.
Taylor just chuckled quietly.
But under Luke's somewhat resentful gaze, she still asked seriously: "Then when will you be able to recover?"
Luke frowned slightly, and then said: "Maybe I have to wait until I digest the remaining magic power of the magic stone in my body."
He was somewhat sure of this conclusion, after all, he occasionally used the magic power in the Slytherin wand to transform into snakes. It also has to wait until the remaining magic power is purified before it can be restored.
But when he thought of this, Luke suddenly froze, because if he still had a snake scale on his body. Although it is not big, it is quite conspicuous.
And he has completely taken the remaining magic power from the last snake transformation into his own. In other words, there is indeed a certain chance that his current state... will continue?
Yaoshou!
His 11-year-old face was already difficult to manage, and now that it has become smaller, some people will directly put question marks or even crosses on him!
But this time Taylor didn't notice the stiffness on his face.
"The magic stone..."
Her tone was full of emotion and complexity. It seems a little regretful, but more of a relief.
"Since it's broken, I don't have to look forward to anything." Taylor thought to himself, "After all, things like the Sorcerer's Stone are full of bloodshed wherever they go..."
If word spreads, the Philosopher's Stone will really become a symbol of strife.
Immortality, turning stone into gold, the ultimate in alchemy. Who can resist such a temptation?
Thinking like this, Taylor saw a red light flashing in front of his eyes.
When she came back to her senses, she found Luke passing a red stone in front of her eyes.
Taylor looked at the red stone, feeling the magic power fluctuations and strong vitality contained in it. The image of the magic stone he saw in the book gradually overlapped with the red stone in front of him.
She subconsciously stretched out her hand, ready to take the magic stone. But soon, as if he had been shocked, he quickly retracted his hand, then shook his head desperately and said: "No, this thing... is too precious."
Luke tilted his head and said, "So I'm just lending it to you."
Taylor was a little stunned when she heard this.
Although that’s the case, can you please stop saying that?
Luke said nonchalantly: "Oh, don't take it too seriously. If the thing didn't really belong to me, I would have used it up right then and there."
"I'm lending it to you now because it's useful for you, but I really have no use for it at the moment."
"What's more, if you hadn't prepared the bottle of potion that can travel through the flames for me this time, I wouldn't have been able to get this thing. After all, to be honest, I'm really eager for this thing. If it weren't for Harry , I really may not be able to get this thing.”
Luke was not entirely comforting Taylor. After all, Taylor played a very important role in spreading news, searching for prescriptions, and brewing potions.
If at the beginning, Luke was a little distrustful of this person who took the initiative to help. Up to now, Luke has found that he is somewhat inseparable from Taylor's assistance.
"So, accept it calmly and gratefully. If this were placed dozens or hundreds of years ago, I would call it a reward. But now, Taylor, accept the gift from a friend. Although the posture is temporarily borrowed. "
Luke put the magic stone in Taylor's hand, then turned and left without hesitation.
He is very willing to let people be grateful to him, because kindness is a powerful chain that binds a person.
But for Taylor, he didn't want that.
The sight of Taylor being so grateful to him makes me sick to my stomach just thinking about it. There is no need for this between them.
"Thanks."
Taylor looked at Luke's back and still smiled and whispered.
Looking at the stone in his hand that represented wealth and life, Taylor knew that he really had not trusted the wrong person.
After putting away the stone in his hand, he returned to the hustle and bustle of the students again.
Of course, Luke doesn't have this intention now.
He just wants to be quiet now.
Don't ask him who Jingjing is, this joke is too old.
…
"Who stole mine!
!
"
The exclamation that came from Professor McGonagall's office was unknown.
