In Noah's previous life, his impression of Dumbledore was basically that of a ruthless character who was "powerful", "resourceful" and "even able to sacrifice himself in order to defeat the Dark Lord".
He is not Black Dumbledore. There is no doubt about the great achievements of this white wizard, but his methods will indeed make some people afraid.
He has extremely high moral standards, wisdom and judgment far beyond others, and has spent his whole life trying to maintain peace in the wizarding world.
But in order to achieve his goal, he put all the available "chess pieces" on the chessboard, and pushed everyone forward in an absolutely controlling way. Even after he died, he still firmly controlled the situation.
Hence the name "White Devil".
Thinking of facing Dumbledore soon, Noah narrowed his eyes.
A bit troublesome.
He didn't want to be put on the chessboard at all.
In the end, the strength is too weak.
…
After dinner, before Noah could walk out of the auditorium and return to Professor Snape's office, their Professor Lance stopped him first.
"Lannister, here."
Why were the twins already following him and blinking when they saw Noah?
Noah looked back coldly, too lazy to pay attention to these two familiar guys. He said goodbye to Eve and others beside him, and walked to Professor Lance.
"Professor Lance."
"Let's go, I'll take you there. Dumbledore should be waiting for us." Professor Lance blinked, "Don't worry, we just want to know more about the situation."
…
The principal's office is located in a small independent tower, and it is also a place that requires a password to enter.
Noah and the others followed the stairs to the stairs leading to the small tower.
There is a huge stone beast guarding here. Only when the correct password is spoken will the stone beast get out of the way, revealing the stairs behind it.
This stone beast was much more active than the other statues in the school. When the four of them came to the stone beast, the big guy was taking a nap and purring slightly.
Professor Lance coughed: "Strawberry jam pudding."
The stone beast, who was disturbed from his rest, opened his eyes and glanced at Lance, stood up and walked aside, giving way to the automatic spiral staircase inside.
It's actually automatic...
Noah vaguely felt that he seemed to understand something strange.
The top of the stairs is the office. Under the leadership of Lance, the three little wizards successfully stepped onto the automatic spiral staircase and arrived at the door of the office.
It was a gleaming oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of a griffon.
This door knocker can also move. When Professor Lance held it, it moved its mouth, which is the part holding the knocker, as if it was preparing to be pulled apart.
After opening the door, you will see a spacious room.
Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk, reading a book and chewing a piece of candy.
A large bright red bird sat on the wooden stand above the table and opened its golden eyes upon noticing their entrance.
It looks very gorgeous, with bright red feathers, golden beak and claws, similar in size to a swan, and its long tail feathers are golden, and it looks very beautiful.
Noah couldn't help but look at the beautiful bird and recognized its identity.
This is the legendary phoenix, Dumbledore's pet Fawkes. Beautiful indeed.
When he looked at the phoenix, Fox also laid his eyes on him. It's like looking at him, not hostile, but curious.
Subconsciously, Noah thought of Keya.
While he was lost in thought, Fox let out a long chirp. The sound was very pleasant and made those who heard it feel clear-headed.
Dumbledore, who was chewing the candy, looked at Fawkes in surprise, and followed his gaze to notice Noah.
Noah immediately withdrew his gaze from looking at Fox, looking obedient.
Dumbledore withdrew his gaze thoughtfully. He glanced at Fox, who was quiet again, and waved to the people who came in: "Lance, you are here. Wait a moment, Severus and Mi Lewa should be here soon."
"Would you like some lemon tea? Or mint candies?"
Professor Lance is not interested in those sweets: "If it is black tea, of course I would be happy, but I still can't tolerate your sweet and greasy taste."
"It's such a pity that you can't feel the charm of sweets at all." Dumbledore blinked, not caring about Lance's words, and looked at the three students happily.
The two Weasleys were of course happy to accept the principal's invitation. Although they were still a little reserved, they almost couldn't wait to accept it: "Thank you, Principal Dumbledore."
Dumbledore suddenly beamed, as if sharing his dessert with students was the happiest thing for him.
No, maybe it is...
Noah restrained himself from looking at Fox, instead focusing on the wall.
The layout of this office is circular, and the walls are covered with portraits of old principals. At this moment, the old principals in these portraits are dozing, and only a few of them still have their eyes open, casting inquiring glances at them. sight.
Seeing Noah looking over, he was so friendly that he said hello to him.
Noah returned the greeting politely and quickly looked away.
Former principal: "..." Impolite little guy.
"Noah, oh, can I call you that?" Dumbledore suddenly said.
"Of course, Principal."
"Would you like some tea?" Dumbledore smiled and held up the teapot in his hand. He had just poured a cup for each of the Weasley twins.
Glancing at Professor Lance, who had a toothache expression on his face, Noah shook his head: "No, principal."
Professor Lance immediately patted his shoulder with relief: "That's right, don't imitate him."
Noah: “…”
After waiting for less than five minutes, Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall arrived at the principal's office.
"Minerva, how are you?" Dumbledore put away his previous incoherence and became a little more serious.
"We have checked all the known secret passages and have not found any suspicious ones." Professor McGonagall frowned deeper, "Others are still under investigation."
"Thank you." Dumbledore nodded and looked at Professor Snape.
"Severus?"
"That third grader is fine now," Professor Snape said with a cold expression, "He is not a poisonous snake that is too poisonous, he can only be said to be a guy of average strength."
This kind of mocking evaluation is definitely the style of Professor Snape.
Professor Lance frowned in disapproval: "Professor Snape."
Professor Lance was obviously displeased when Professor Snape said such "criticisms" even when a student was injured and almost died.
Snape gave the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor a gloomy look, not wanting to say anything to him.
