Noah, who still didn't know that he was labeled as a "reservist for the next generation of Dark Lords", was finally released by his dean with mercy.
As he walked towards the common room, he was thinking about how to deal with Professor Dumbledore later and reviewing whether there was anything he needed to hide.
After all, Principal Dumbledore is known as a "control freak".
…
Because he had to deal with Dumbledore, Noah seemed absent-minded while eating.
Inadvertently, he overheard the Slytherins' conversation again.
It was several senior Slytherins, and they were also talking about the Magic Congress.
Recently, the Magical Congress has launched a new law regarding underage wizards and the management of squibs.
Noah looked over subconsciously, and Eve noticed his small movement and simply talked about it.
"It seems to be a bill on the protection of underage wizards." Eve whispered, "Probably because of the previous incident, the protection and management of underage wizards has been strengthened."
"I heard that Dumbledore requested the International Federation of Wizards to ask the Magic Congress to reveal the truth of the incident, because the victim in that incident may have been a young British wizard." As a Lestrange, Eve obviously knew more. The well-known inside story, "But the Magical Congress rejected this request in the name of 'protecting young wizards.'"
"Dumbledore cares about this?"
"It seems that, after all, that little wizard is probably a student of our school," Eve shrugged, "but I heard that he is more worried that this incident will cause a war between wizards and Muggles."
Noah lowered his eyes, maybe he was worried that he would have some resentment or fear towards Muggles or Squibs, and then go down some old path?
Upon closer inspection, the two generations of Dark Lords have in common, apart from their strength, their attitudes towards Muggles and wizards.
Noah had never thought about this before, because he had never had any discriminatory thoughts against Muggles, so he subconsciously ignored it.
Now after Eve said it, he understood Dumbledore's worries, and for a moment he felt that he was suspected of becoming the next Dark Lord?
Probably not. Noah denied this of course. He is not extremely racist, nor does he feel that there is any superiority in becoming a wizard. He prefers to pursue higher goals than disputes between wizards and Muggles. Magical attainments.
But if Dumbledore considered him a threat just because of his "excellence", then the old White Devil was nothing more than that.
After thinking about this, Noah suddenly relaxed a little. What he needs now is to continue to accumulate strength and accumulate enough strength before the "boss" is resurrected.
Then in the first Transfiguration class, he received the focus of Professor McGonagall's attention.
Noah: "?"
Noah, who was asked a question by name again, couldn't help but reflect on whether he had offended Professor McGonagall again.
It shouldn't be...
Although he was constantly called to ask questions, Noah also earned a full twelve points from Slytherin in the first class, leaving the Hufflepuffs who were in class with them dumbfounded.
Just when get out of class was about to end, even Eve couldn't help it anymore: "Did you get caught doing something to offend Gryffindor?"
Noah looked helpless: "Eve, it's just the beginning of school, and I'm sure I didn't do anything to annoy Professor McGonagall."
Eve raised her eyebrows: "Then I will treat you as Professor McGonagall."
Noah looked at her helplessly and concentrated on class.
After finishing lunch, Noah said goodbye to his friends and headed to the principal's office alone. Because he ate quickly, he didn't see any students along the way, but he did meet Peeves who was thinking about some bad idea.
"Oh, disgusting Slytherin." It was probably after a holiday that Peeves had healed his scar and forgot about the pain. At this moment, when he saw Noah, Peeves did not turn around and leave immediately, but flew above Noah's head and followed him. "Let me guess where you are going?"
"Oh oh oh, this direction is the principal's office, right?" He quickly recognized the stairs that Noah was taking. "Wow, the principal wants to see you? You were called to the principal's office as soon as school started. What did you do? ?”
Noah ignored him, and Peeves began to guess on his own: "Let me guess, you used magic outside of school? You will be kicked out of school!"
He began to chatter endlessly about all kinds of unreliable remarks, which made Noah gradually become impatient: "Peeves, I don't mind telling Bloody Balor how you played tricks on Slytherin students."
Peeves: "Hey, nasty Slytherin! You're as annoying as ever!"
He stuck out his tongue at Noah as if he was spitting, and left through the wall.
Noah frowned and looked at the wall where he disappeared, feeling that this guy would cause a lot of trouble for him in the future.
But now he doesn't have time to take care of it, and the principal's office has already arrived.
The stone beast guarding the door yawned and guarded the door boredly. When he saw Noah coming, he turned his head and looked at him carefully.
Noah read the command: "praline brittle."
The password passed, and the stone beast opened the door for him.
When Noah entered the principal's office, Principal Dumbledore was not there.
Noah was a little surprised because he didn't see the principal when he was eating just now.
Among the portraits of past principals hanging on the wall, many of the old principals looked at Noah and observed the student covertly.
"Little Slytherin," a headmaster smiled friendly at him, "come in quickly, Albus will be back soon."
"Thank you, Mr. Everard." Noah nodded and entered the principal's office.
"Perhaps you would like a little tea? Albus's collection is on the cupboard over there. You can have a little snack, Albus won't mind." Dioste Villarchi read on the frame The Headmaster winked at Noah and showed him where Dumbledore had put his dessert.
Noah smiled and didn't answer. He just sat on a chair without moving anything.
This look made the other old headmasters look at each other, "Little Lannister? Can I call you Noah?"
"Of course, ma'am." Noah recognized the former principal. Her name was Delis Derwent, and she was also a highly respected principal.
"Little Noah, good boy, how do you feel about school life?" she asked gently, "We old guys are always curious about how you are doing now."
"Great, ma'am," Noah thought for a moment and replied seriously, "I like learning magic here."
"I remember you were first in your grade last year and Phineas was very happy."
The Phineas she was talking about was the first Slytherin headmaster. Although his reputation was not very good, being recognized by this headmaster was something that Slytherin students would definitely be proud of.
