allendalepharm Chapter 401 A Person with Hidden Meaning
Chapter 401 A Person with Hidden Meaning
Chapter 401 A Person with Hidden Meaning
No way—Dumbledore, aren't you exaggerating a bit?!
Looking at the phoenix guardian, Loila's lips twitched unconsciously.
I just told you to use the Guardian Angel Spell casually—and you're telling me your Guardian Angel is something this powerful?
I only intended to give it to a fourth-grade student as a disguised guardian spirit, but you made me use it—
Would you use such a guardian deity?
But—it seems kind of cool—Royla looked closely at the phoenix with silver flames perched on Dumbledore's shoulder and couldn't help but feel a little envious—
Cough cough—I'm not envious at all!
Lord Grindelwald's Patronus is definitely much stronger than him! If I could really learn that in the future—I definitely would—
She's definitely much better than him —
The premise is that I can actually learn it —
"Miss Hamilton, does this give you any inspiration?" Dumbledore gently shook his wand, causing the phoenix to circle his body once before slowly landing in front of Loira.
"Ugh—" Loila subconsciously reached out to touch the phoenix, only to find that her hand had already passed right through it.
The Patronus has no physical form—in other words—dumbledore just now specifically controlled the phoenix to make the gesture that made it seem like it was standing on his shoulder, wasn't he?
Loila didn't know how to describe how good this guy, Dunkirdo, was—in short—she was very grateful to him for providing crucial help in killing Karkaroff.
Loila nodded slightly and said, "Very—very interesting—"
"But I feel like it will take me a while to learn it."
Dumbledore chuckled softly at this: "Miss Hamilton, learning the Patronus Charm isn't about practicing spells for you, but rather about this—"
He pointed to his left chest: "It's a mental exercise."
"You're looking for more than just happy things—you also need to understand what happiness is and why you feel happy." Dumbledore's earnest words made Loira purse her lips.
I only learned this spell to kill people — you're suddenly talking about so much — I don't think I need it —
But—do you understand what happiness is?
Even I understand that, okay? Don't look down on people like that — I just — I just tend to associate it with bad things —
Or perhaps you'll suddenly get killed one day, freeing Lord Grindelwald and giving me a pleasant surprise; I might just learn the Patronus Charm immediately then.
Loila nodded, lost in her own thoughts, while Dumbledore looked at her and shook his head slightly.
"Besides that, Miss Hamilton, is there anything else you need help with?"
"Hmm... I think... I think there aren't any left." Loila nodded and looked at Dumbledore, noticing that he was gazing thoughtfully out the window of the headmaster's office.
It seemed to be late at night now, and the silvery moonlight shone on the desk and floor of the headmaster's office, as well as on Dumbledore's white hair, making him appear even older.
"Miss Hamilton—can you sense that darkness is sometimes drawing ever closer to us?" Dumbledore said slowly.
No — absolutely no —
And does "darkness" refer to Voldemort? Can he really be called "darkness" or anything like that? — Royla looked at Dumbledore in silence, unsure how to answer.
In her eyes, Voldemort was always that scoundrel who didn't live up to his reputation, but in Dumbledore's mind, he was clearly not.
He shook his head to himself, seemingly realizing that these were things he shouldn't be discussing with Loila, and then chuckled and said, "But you don't need to worry, Miss Hamilton."
"I think I can live for another ten years or so—"
"Until then—just go ahead and do what you want to do."
For some reason, Dumbledore's words left Loira without any thought of rebuttal for the first time, but only for a moment, because the thought that what she wanted to do most right now was to kill someone made Loira feel a little strange.
If Dumbledore knew, he definitely wouldn't have let him take such a gamble, right?
"By the way, Miss Hamilton, when you have some free time, please come to the Headmaster's office and play chess with me again," Dumbledore said, gesturing to the chessboard on the table. "Isn't it a very interesting experience?"
"If you want me to find this interesting, you should at least let me win once, right?" Royla bit her lip and glared at Dumbledore, finally letting out a long sigh.
Forget it, what's the point of talking to such a despicable and shameless old man? As a member of the glorious UMNO party, I still have my own job to do.
After receiving Dumbledore's Patronus Charm and being reconstructed, Roy walked out of the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.
Hogwarts was indeed very quiet at this time, unbelievably quiet. Even with the arrival of students from the other two houses, there was little movement in Hogwarts in the early morning. In this somewhat eerie atmosphere, she had to wrap her robe tighter and quicken her pace.
However, after taking only a few steps, she heard a slightly familiar set of footsteps.
Is it Mr. Lupin?
Loila was somewhat surprised to see Lupin emerge from a corner of a corridor, holding a lantern in his hand.
"Loila?" Lupin looked somewhat surprised to see Loila there. He raised an eyebrow, held up his lantern, and said, "What are you doing here so late?"
"Ah—I just went to see Dumbledore—" For some reason, Loila suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Maybe it was because she was learning spells from Mr. Lupin or something, but then she went to see Dumbledore?
"I see." Lu Ping nodded knowingly. "In that case, go back and rest."
"Hogwarts isn't very safe at night these days," he said, coughing slightly. "After all, Sirius could very well be mixed in with these people."
"I—I understand." Loila pursed her lips and nodded.
"Ah—right." As if noticing something, Lupin called out to Loira, who was about to leave, and said with a slight smile, "Is that your new bow tie?"
"It suits you quite well."
Ah—Mr. Lupin's praise is much more pleasant than Dumbledore's. Is this what a friend's praise is like?
Although this is my murder weapon or something —
Loila smiled slightly and said, "Th-thank you."
After Lupin nodded gently and watched Loila leave, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, gradually turning into a serious expression.
He looked around, then slowly left with his lantern in hand. In a corner that no one noticed, a little mouse carefully scurried away from around the corner.
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