Pandaren Professor at Hogwarts

It was almost dawn after reading this memory. With a feeling of shame and emotion, Lanfeng walked out of the school hospital to check on Harry's condition. Dumbledore did not come back and was probably still there.

Entering the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey was walking out of the hospital bed area holding a lot of used bandages. Lan Feng hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Mrs. Pomfrey, how is Harry?"

Madam Pomfrey saw that Lan Feng had lost her last enthusiasm, and she lowered her voice and accused, "How could you give Harry something so dangerous? If Dumbledore hadn't used powerful healing magic just now, Harry would have died. I’ve been in bed my whole life.”

Lan Feng was so choked that he couldn't speak. Although he gave Harry the Holy Light Bomb, he also gave him the scroll used to treat Harry. It didn't matter at all, but in the face of Madam Pomfrey who scolded him, Lan Feng Feng could only admit his mistake by nodding his head.

"I just took off the bandage on Harry. I checked and he should be waking up soon. Dumbledore is accompanying Harry." Madam Pomfrey threw the bandage into a wooden barrel and began to prepare an unknown potion. , the wooden barrel shook with a clang, and the bandages inside were destroyed.

Seeing Madam Pomfrey starting to work, Lanfeng quickly slipped into the ward area. Just as he was about to open the door, he heard Harry's voice, "Professor! The Philosopher's Stone! It's Quirrell! He got the Philosopher's Stone! Sir, hurry!"

"Don't get excited, my dear boy, what you say is a little outdated," said Dumbledore. "Quirrell didn't get the Philosopher's Stone."

"Then who got it? Sir, me"

"Harry, please calm down, or Madam Pomfrey will kick me out."

Lan Feng decided to eavesdrop at the door and not disturb the two people.

"But sir, the Philosopher's Stone" Harry was still emotional, but seemed to realize that he was in the hospital, and his voice became softer.

"It seems there is no way to distract you. Well, let's talk about the Philosopher's Stone. Professor Quirrell was not able to take it away from you, and I arrived in time to stop him. But I must say, you In fact, one person can handle it very well." Dumbledore said softly, making Harry calm down.

Knowing that Dumbledore had arrived in time, Harry asked, "Did you get there? Did you receive the letter that Hermione sent an owl to you?"

Naturally, Dumbledore didn't receive Hermione's letter because he was at school. He also didn't know if Lanfeng had received it, so he could only make up a lie: "Owl and I obviously missed each other in the air. As soon as I arrived London, I realized that I should go back to where I just left. I came just in time to pull you out of the fire."

"I originally wanted to die with him." Harry's voice had the feeling of surviving a disaster. "Professor Lanfeng's bomb helped me a lot. Without that bomb, I would have been unable to stop him." Harry obviously didn't. Understand that the Holy Light Bomb can only emit Holy Light, and the explosive effect it produces is entirely because it is a defective product.

"Huh?" Harry exclaimed, "Where's the Philosopher's Stone? It's obviously in my left pocket. This is not what I'm wearing today!"

"It's not the Philosopher's Stone, kid, I'm referring to you - you almost lost your life trying to defend the Philosopher's Stone. At that moment, a moment of fear, I was so frightened that I thought you were really dead. As for the Philosopher's Stone, It has been destroyed." Dumbledore sounded concerned. It seemed that he really cared about Harry. It could be seen from the fact that he even gave up chasing Voldemort in order to save Harry.

The magic stone had indeed been destroyed. The stone, which had no energy, turned into powder in the impact of the bomb.

"Destroyed?" Harry asked in confusion, "But your friend? Nico Flamel"

"Oh, you actually know Nico?" Dumbledore asked, his tone seemed very happy, "You have made this matter very clear, haven't you?"

"But, in this case, you can't stay together forever, can you?" Harry sounded regretful.

"What do you look like? What do you mean by staying together forever?" Dumbledore stuttered a little at this sentence.

Seeing that Dumbledore had lost his composure, Harry said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Professor, it was us who pestered Professor Lanfeng before he revealed it to us. We will wish you happiness in the remaining years of your life!"

"goose!"

Lan Feng, who was eavesdropping outside the door, felt his stomach hurt. He covered his stomach with his hands and curled up into a furry ball.

Dumbledore was in a very unpleasant mood inside the door. On the one hand, he was angry that Lanfeng had said bad things about Harry behind his back. On the other hand, he was so secretive that he could not refute, fearing that Harry would become curious. , the investigation continued, and more secretive things were involved.

In addition, he was still wondering, did Lan Feng discover his little secret while talking?Otherwise, why would I arrange myself and Nico Flamel without any basis.

Harry lay there, watching Professor Dumbledore's expression change. He didn't know what to say, so he got up and wanted to move his body.

"Professor, there is something shining in your sleeve." Harry got up, got closer to Dumbledore, and discovered something strange in his sleeve. The blue light was flashing very fast.

Dumbledore, who was lost in thought, came back to his senses and looked at the left sleeve that Harry was pointing at. Sure enough, it was flashing blue light. With a shake of his left hand, a pendant fell into his hand. It was this pendant that glowed.

Dumbledore held the holy pendant and slowly brought it closer to Harry. He saw the frequency of the blue light flashing faster and faster. His expression suddenly became very ugly because he thought of a very bad possibility.

But his expression instantly calmed down, he smiled again, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, this gadget is broken."

"Professor," Harry said, "I've been thinking...Professor, even though the Philosopher's Stone is gone, I mean, You-Know-Who"

"Just call him Voldemort, Harry. Always use the correct name for things. Fear of a name reinforces fear of the thing itself."

"Yes, Professor. So, Voldemort will try to make a comeback in other ways, right? I mean, he didn't disappear, right?"

"Didn't you see him yesterday? He was chased by Professor Lanfeng and eliminated." After a pause, Dumbledore continued in a joking tone, "But magic is the most wonderful thing in the world, isn't it? "

"Professor Lanfeng?"

"Yes, Harry, Professor Lanfeng has been protecting you."

Harry nodded, but stopped quickly. He said, "I went back to thank you in person, Professor. There are some things I don't quite understand. I wonder if you can tell me... I want to know the truth about these things... …”

"The truth." Dumbledore sighed. "It is a beautiful and terrible thing that needs to be treated with extreme caution. But I still have some things to deal with now. I will come to see you in the afternoon. Then, I will try to answer your questions unless I have a very good reason to remain silent, in which case I hope you will forgive me. I certainly will not lie to you."

Harry nodded and watched Professor Dumbledore leave in a hurry.

When Dumbledore walked out of the door, he saw Lanfeng standing aside, pretending to be nonchalant, but he did not want to pursue the matter that Lanfeng arranged for him now. "Professor Lanfeng, come to the office with me."

Lanfeng thought Dumbledore was going to hold him accountable, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, Professor, I haven't slept all night and I have to go back and rest."

"Very important thing!"

It was in the principal's office. Dumbledore was stepping on the magic ladder, looking for something on the towering bookshelf behind his desk, while Lan Feng was teasing Phoenix below.

"found it!"

Dumbledore said loudly. He was holding a black-covered book in his hand. The cover only read a few simple words "Advanced Dark Magic Revealed". The book was very ordinary and old, but it made Lan Feng feel very uncomfortable.

Dumbledore walked down the ladder, spread out the book, slapped it on the table, flipped through it, and stopped when he reached a page in the middle. Then he used the Elder Wand to recite a spell at the book. At this time, Between the two pages on the left and right, another page appeared out of thin air. Dumbledore turned the book around to make it easier for Lanfeng to read.

There was a lot written densely on both sides of this page, and it took Lanfeng a lot of time to read it.

"Horcrux? The lowest form of application of the soul. What's wrong?"

Seeing that Lanfeng had finished reading, Dumbledore took out the holy pendant, held it close to Harry and told Lanfeng about the flash. Lanfeng was in the school hospital just now and couldn't stop laughing, so he didn't hear this paragraph. After listening to Dumbledore's story, he asked, "Do you suspect that Voldemort used this method to divide his soul into several parts? Then Harry"

Without Dumbledore's need to explain, Lan Feng already understood that Voldemort, who used this method, had an unstable soul, so after being shot to death by Harry's mother's guardian magic, part of his soul attached to Harry.

Without saying another word, Lan Feng turned around and walked towards the school hospital, followed closely by Dumbledore.

"Professor Lanfeng! Thank you for your help."

Harry, who was moving around in the ward, saw Lan Feng's tall body breaking through the door. He was about to express his gratitude when he was knocked unconscious by Lan Feng's spell.

Lanfeng stepped forward and hugged Harry before he fell to the ground, put him on the hospital bed, and then put a palm on his forehead. Dumbledore, who was taking a slow step, walked behind Lanfeng with a very worried expression. .

"As expected! There is something else mixed in Harry's soul. The two are symbiotic, and it may be difficult to separate them."

"Is there nothing you can do?"

Lan Feng tapped the head of the bed with his finger. "A warlock with some strength can easily absorb the souls of other beings, but this is an extremely evil force. I can't." After thinking for a moment, he continued, "I have control over myself." The method of the soul, but it is very difficult.”

After saying that, Lan Feng stood up and walked to the open space next to the hospital bed. Where he had just been, there was a translucent soul, exactly like Lan Feng. The physical Lan Feng performed a magic spell and returned to his soul instantly. s position.

"This method is called 'soul-body dual division'. I rushed back from London and used this method."

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