Pandaren Professor at Hogwarts

"So, where is the door?"

"Door? What door?" Dumbledore didn't understand what Lan Feng was asking.

Lan Feng looked at him in surprise: "The entrance to the secret room! If you have a key, there must be a door. Otherwise, where can you enter the secret room?"

"I don't know." This was Dumbledore's answer. "I don't know where the so-called secret room is."

Lanfeng spread his hands: "Are you kidding me?" He counted with his fingers, "It has been 50 years since 50, and you have been the principal for almost that long. In these [-] years, you Have you been sleeping in school?”

Dumbledore's expression was somewhat reserved: "Oh, I was away from school most of the time during that time. You should have understood that Europe was not very peaceful during that time, and there were some things that I had to deal with!"

Isn’t Europe very peaceful?Lanfeng immediately thought of World War II, but the Muggle war obviously would not involve wizards. Lanfeng continued to recall, and suddenly remembered the so-called "first generation Dark Lord" - Gellert Grindelwald, who was active in World War I and dark wizards from World War II.

Lan Feng remembered that the first generation Dark Lord was defeated by Dumbledore in [-] and was then imprisoned alone in the tallest tower in Nurmengard.

So in [-], Dumbledore must have been busy dealing with this person. These contents were also mentioned on the chocolate frog card, which was Dumbledore's highlight moment.

"I found out that you are quite related to the so-called Dark Lords. The first one was defeated by you, and the second one was your student. Should I say that the greater your ability, the greater your responsibility? Or should I say that you have a physical constitution? Special, specifically attracting these mentally ill people?"

Hearing Lan Feng say that he was "sick in the brain", Dumbledore's expression changed, but he immediately adjusted back: "The matter was very big at that time. Although it did not affect the UK, the European Wizards Association still hopes that I can come forward and help They solve this problem.”

"Then you forgot about the Chamber of Secrets?" Lan Feng didn't believe that a shrewd man like Dumbledore would allow such a hidden danger in the school.

Dumbledore walked to the pensieve and knocked on the wall with his wand. He saw that the masonry on the wall separated, revealing a one-meter-square space filled with crystal bottles filled with silver-white liquid: "I live. It’s been too long, and I’ve experienced a lot of things, but I can’t hold so many things in my head, so I sealed some memories and put them into my head again when needed.”

As he spoke, he stretched out his withered hands and groped inside. After a while, he took out an old-looking glass bottle, and then used his wand to guide the liquid inside into his temple.

Lan Feng just watched Dumbledore's operations, but after this memory entered, Dumbledore's expression became more painful than ever before. He closed his eyes, but a drop of tear flowed from his right eye and flowed down his face. The wrinkles on his face flowed into his collar.

But his whole body seemed to have been drained of strength, and he fell straight to the ground.

Lanfeng didn't expect that Dumbledore would become like this. In his shock, he didn't have time to hold him up. He just let him kneel on the ground, holding the edge of the pensieve with one hand, supporting the ground with the other, and holding him in his hand. The glass bottle also rolled aside.

After regaining consciousness, Lanfeng quickly went up to help, but was stopped by Dumbledore. He climbed up with difficulty, held the corner of the table and sat back behind his desk. His face was full of exhaustion, and his glasses were already red.

"What's wrong with you?" Lan Feng asked as he bent down to pick up the glass bottle. "What is the memory in this about? Tom Riddle wouldn't make you so gloomy!" As he said, He found a label on the glass bottle. Just as he was about to take a look, he felt a huge force coming from his hand. The glass bottle in his hand fell away and hit the wall next to the portrait, shattering to pieces.

Lan Feng's hand still maintained the posture of grabbing the glass bottle, because he vaguely saw what was written on it: "Lover".

He looked down at the broken glass on the ground and muttered: "Glass?"

But Lan Feng immediately raised his head and pretended to be angry: "Are you crazy?"

"Sorry." Dumbledore said softly, but without any apology, "I have some ideas about the Chamber of Secrets." He was obviously changing the subject, and he quietly cast a spell to collect the broken glass.

Lan Feng had some guesses in his mind, but it was hard to ask, so he followed Dumbledore's words: "Let's talk about it." He also sat down opposite Dumbledore.

"I asked all the students who were attacked, and the answers they gave were similar. All the descriptions indicated that they were injured by huge magical animals. As for what species they were, they couldn't answer. This is also The reason why Hagrid was easily convicted is because at that time, he was the only one who kept large pets as a hybrid giant."

"A huge magical animal. This is a clue. What else?"

"I have asked all the injured students except one!"

"Who?"

"Myrtle Warren!"

Myrtle Warren?Lanfeng thought for a long time before he remembered that this was the name of the little witch who died in the last chamber of secrets incident that Dumbledore mentioned just now.

Lanfeng clapped his hands: "Beautiful! What a good idea, so what should we do now? Dig the little witch's grave, and then ask the long-decomposed corpse if she knows who killed her. ?I don't have the ability to resurrect corpses. If you can, feel free to use it, but... you are welcome to Azkaban!" Lan Feng's tone was full of sarcasm.

"Although she is dead." Dumbledore was not affected by Lanfeng's ridicule. He continued to tell his thoughts, "But she is still alive! In another form!"

"Still alive? Still alive..." Lan Feng stood up immediately and patted the table, "You mean she turned into a ghost?!"

Dumbledore nodded: "A ghost that rarely appears in front of people. She has been staying in the women's bathroom on the first floor. If I hadn't recovered my memory just now, I wouldn't have remembered that this poor girl had been living in Huo. Gwartz is still hiding in the place where she died."

"Then what are you waiting for? Go find her quickly!" Lanfeng pointed to the door of the office, looking excited. He was full of curiosity about this unknown thing.

But Dumbledore stopped him: "Don't worry Lanfeng. When we go over there when it gets late at night, you don't want to be seen by that student or professor entering the women's bathroom, right?!"