Hogwarts: I act like a boss in front of Hermione

"Ahaha, little Noel, you also know that this is Harry's prophecy. The fates of Harry and Voldemort have long been intertwined. And you shouldn't get involved."

Looking at Noel sitting opposite him with a dull expression on his face, Dumbledore laughed. He hadn't seen Noel show such an expression for a long time. This was the reaction a normal young wizard should have.

"So, Grandpa Dumbledore. Did you just stop me from killing Voldemort because Harry had to kill Voldemort? Do you really believe in Professor Trelawney's prophecy?"

Dumbledore's answer left Noel speechless. He frowned and tapped his fingers on his thigh. This reason was so strong that he could not come up with a counterargument.

"Prophecy is a very profound magic. Whether you believe it or not, the outcome of things will often be exactly as predicted. Especially the prophecies of the Trelawny family have never been wrong. Her prophecies were made on the 11th It was proven years ago.”

Dumbledore sighed and did not look at Noel again. He looked up at the roof, seeming to think of the young Dumbledore. At that time, he did not believe in prophecies or fate. He believes that as long as he works hard to change, those he cherishes will not be as miserable as predicted, but no matter what he does, fate will run as usual, and what should come will still come back.

"So you knew in advance that Quirrell entered the school as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor with an impure purpose, to help Voldemort steal the Sorcerer's Stone. But you still let him in, and you set up a game in which In order to train Harry and let him grow, you asked different professors to design different guardianship levels just to test Harry, right? It seems that Quirrell and Voldemort are now your tools."

Noel basically restored Dumbledore's plan. Such a bold plan, if Noel had even thought about it, let alone implement it. This game to train Harry is too risky. Any accident will cause Harry to be injured or killed.

"Haha, little Noel. Are you still thinking about the Philosopher's Stone? Nico and I have discussed it several times. He believes that the existence of the Philosopher's Stone in this world will bring more serious disasters. Waiting for this to happen like you said After the game is over, we will destroy the only magic stone in the world."

Ginger is still old and hot, and Dumbledore quickly realized that what Noel cared about most was the Sorcerer's Stone. Dumbledore clasped his hands together and placed them on the table. Looking at Noel with a kind smile, his eyes revealed, I already know what you want.

"No, Grandpa Dumbledore! If you don't want it, just give it to me. Voldemort can't defeat me anyway. It's very safe with me."

What? This is an extraordinary thing, very valuable for research.

The strong desire for the Philosopher's Stone made Noel directly break through the defense and expressed that he really wanted to get the Philosopher's Stone. One is his teacher and the other is his grandfather. Noel didn't believe that even after he told them this, they would still reject him.

"It's not impossible, but there is a condition. Just in case, help me protect Harry at a critical moment."

"Okay, I will help Harry. After that, the Philosopher's Stone will belong to me. Grandpa Dumbledore, please don't regret it."

Sure enough, Noel actually had this premonition in his heart. In order to prevent Harry, the savior, from dying midway, Dumbledore actually allowed himself to protect Harry at the expense of the Sorcerer's Stone.

‘Didn’t you say before that no matter what changes you make, the things in the prophecy will still happen as scheduled and you won’t let me get involved in this matter. But when it comes to Harry, the savior, on the one hand, you worked hard to gather many professors to design levels to train Harry, and on the other hand, you asked me to protect Harry secretly. Why does it feel like there's a bit of a double standard? ’

Although this thought came to my mind, I couldn't say it in front of Dumbledore. Don't over-evaluate the elder's behavior, just give him enough face.

"Little Noel, you have to remember that your future is the future of the entire wizarding world. Don't just focus on the present. The scenery in the distance is what you should see most at the moment."

"I understand, Grandpa Dumbledore. It's getting late. I'll go back and rest first."

His goal had been achieved, and Noel felt that there was no need to stay here anymore. He stood up again, bowed slightly to Dumbledore, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"Ah, if little Noel doesn't want to chat with me anymore, I'm a bit lonely as a centenarian. I only have Fox with me every day. I'm so lonely!"

Seeing that Noel was about to leave, Dumbledore quickly got up again and begged Noel, begging him to stay with him a little longer.

"Grandpa Dumbledore, staying up late is not good for people's health, especially the elderly. You'd better take some time off early."

Noel turned around and rolled his eyes at Dumbledore, who was pretending to be lonely and pitiful, and kindly reminded him to go to bed early.

As for whether Noel wants to rest, of course not. He has never slept at night since he started practicing meditation (not counting the time he was promoted).

"Good night, Grandpa Dumbledore, take me to meet Grindelwald when you have time."

After saying that, Noel had disappeared.

Seeing Noel actually using the house elf's Apparition in front of him, Dumbledore was a little shocked. He sighed, and then smiled to himself.

"Oli's child can actually use the magic of house elves. What else is he hiding? I haven't been able to use Legilimency to pry into his inner thoughts. I feel a little uneasy in my heart. What is Newgate? What kind of prophecy did you get, and why didn’t you tell me the true content for so many years..."

After sighing, Dumbledore glanced at the documents on the table and wondered whether he should continue working for a while. But he thought of what Noel said just now.

Forget it, just go to bed early today. After all, I am also a centenarian, so how can I still stay up late casually? I will give myself a holiday today, rest early, and take good care of my body.

After making up his mind, Dumbledore walked towards his lounge. When he reached the door, he turned back and waved his wand a few times, and the lights in the principal's office began to dim and go out one by one.

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"What? How could I hug that Malfoy?"

Ron, who was frightened by the spider and cried, finally calmed down and heard Neville say that he and Malfoy had just hugged each other tightly. He suddenly felt that Neville was joking with him.

I decided that it was impossible to meet Malfoy and hug each other! !

"What Neville said is true. You were so frightened by a Boggart that you and Malfoy hugged each other tightly."

Harry on the side stabbed Ron in the heart again.

"What? Boggart? It's obviously a one-meter-tall spider!!!"