The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

This is a large and beautiful round room.On the table with slender legs, there are many strange silverwares, which rotate and spit out small puffs of smoke and make various funny little sounds.

The walls are covered with portraits of old principals, both men and women, snoring gently in their respective frames.

On a shelf behind the desk sat a tattered, wrinkled, pointed wizard's hat. It was patched, worn, and looked extremely dirty.

"Clean and new."

Ricardo whispered a curse and pointed at the hat, but instead of being repaired, the hat made a roaring sound:

"Hey! Boy! If you enter Hogwarts, you will definitely be a Gryffindor!"

Ricardo looked at Dumbledore awkwardly, but Dumbledore was not angry, but looked at him with a smile:

"Nice wandless casting, Mr. Silva."

"Many children like to cast this spell on me, even the principal is no exception," Hat interrupted at the right time, his tone calming down, "Unfortunately, in order to ensure my sense of history, Salazar cast a time spell on me so that I can stay forever. This state."

"Time magic? The ancient spell is really great." Ricardo admired.

"No, Mr. Silva," Dumbledore said, "It's not the ancient times that are great, it's humanity that's great. You only saw the magic of ancient magic, but you didn't see the harm."

"Just like this time magic," Hat continued, "What would happen if this kind of time magic was learned by a dark wizard? The timeline would be messed up, and the world might even be divided as a result."

"Greed is human nature," Dumbledore looked at Ricardo with his dark blue eyes. "We don't know how our ancestors restrained their nature, restrained their evil thoughts, and cut off this magic in the endless river of time, for the sake of the world. peaceful."

"But we at least know that wizards were once reduced to the point of being hunted by Muggles."

"I barely understand, this is really..."

Ricardo didn't know how to describe it. Maybe he was so good that he blocked himself?

But in other words, ancient magic has developed to the point where even the wizards themselves are not confident in controlling it?So much so that we have to "rest on our laurels"?

Ricardo didn't dare to think about it anymore. The reason might be more terrifying than he imagined.

"But you have to think more," Dumbledore saw his fear and said with a smile, "Tom's curse is no joke, if you really want to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts for a long time , then it must be broken.”

hiss!

So he still wants to pursue ancient magic, right?

No, not only ancient magic, but also family magic, magical animal magic, magic unique to each country, and even... black magic. As long as he wants to break the curse, he must try and make mistakes one by one to find the right existence.

After all, this is a curse that even Dumbledore can't break.

"Why is my life so miserable..." Ricardo shook his head in frustration, but there was no despair in his eyes.

"I'm surprised," Dumbledore's dark blue eyes seemed to flash brightly. "I have told this to many children who are applying for jobs. Those children either quit in a hurry or are trembling with fear. You are the only one who is so calm."

Naturally, Ricardo did not ask naive questions such as "What will it be like when the older generation takes charge of this job when they hear this legend?" Those older generations must have made all preparations when they came here.

"Of course, there are some people who are greedy for vanity and come to Hogwarts just to gain fame. I won't tell them this."

"So Mr. Silva, I really doubt that you have an extremely mature soul inside you."

"...Is this Legilimency? I just want to understand, it doesn't mean anything else."

"Nothing else," Dumbledore glared at Ricardo, "Anyway, you are the principal and the most powerful wizard in the world. What can I do if you want to do this?"

Ricardo immediately understood the reason for Dumbledore's guess, and his eyes swayed from side to side, looking a little embarrassed.

"Only dark wizards use such low-level techniques to plot against others, Mr. Silva." Dumbledore handed him a piece of candy. "The human heart cannot be completely detected. I will never use such stupid methods to plot against others." To test people who are or might be worthy of my trust.”

"Sorry, I was abrupt."

Ricardo opened it and ate it without hesitation. He was so nervous that he actually doubted the principal.

It's just like when he teaches students, he may analyze the students' psychology through some feedback, but he will never explore the students' privacy.

Even if students passed notes in class, he would throw them into the trash can instead of reading them out loud. At most, he would only give them a penalty paper.

Respect is mutual and that will never change.

And how could someone like this, whose teaching experience is obviously several times higher than his, not know?It's just that people become better as they grow older, and you can only tell something from their words, deeds, and conversation.

This is actually very common, and... it’s really fun to amuse the kids after guessing it!

Especially when he asks you with a suspicious look on his face, "Teacher, have you read my diary?" and then calmly says, "Teacher, I can tell how much you weigh by just counting your fingers." That feeling of sourness...

Just look at Lao Deng’s expression now!

After understanding the ins and outs, Ricardo also smiled: "As an orphan, it's normal to be more mature and sensitive."

"Of course, of course," Dumbledore's smile remained, but a little dimmed, "I know, I should have known."

He said the last sentence very softly.

Soon he returned to normal:

"Your situation is very interesting. I don't know why - because of morality? Or freedom? You are unwilling to hold a position involving darkness, and you have not succumbed to the olive branch offered by a pure-blood family. This is enough to prove your character."

"Don't think too brightly of me, principal," Ricardo shook his head, "No one is black and white, I'm just too picky."

"Yeah, no one is black and white," Dumbledore stuffed another piece of sweets into his mouth, "but you feel real like this, which is good."

Ricardo didn't say anything. He just did his best and played tricks in front of the old man. It was just a joke.

"I also hope that there will be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who can accompany this class of students to the end. Since you have the courage to overcome the curse, then we, all the professors at Hogwarts, will try our best to help you."

"You are already a professor - haha, of course in front of most professors, you are still a child - we will not deliberately restrict your growth, we will only give you a little hint when you go astray."

"Child?" Ricardo chewed on this word that was far away to him, suddenly laughed, walked behind Dumbledore, and massaged Dumbledore's shoulders in a flattering manner:

"So, I can call you...Grandpa?"

Dumbledore smiled knowingly, the little guy was showing his closeness in this way.

"So, we will not be on guard just because you have just arrived. This school is open to you, and the Forbidden Book Zone will not refuse entry because you are a new professor. After Hagrid leads you a few times, you can explore the Forbidden Forest on your own. I sincerely hope that you Will like it here.”

"Finally," Dumbledore stood up, walked to the window, and raised his wand, "Welcome to Hogwarts!"

Brilliant fireworks bloom in the sky over Hogwarts, fleeting and eternal.

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This article is a bit watery, mixed with a lot of my thoughts, Luo Liba is a mess, and it has been delayed for so long, but... I really want to give Lao Deng a loving image.

He is the driving force behind Harry Potter, but he is also a kind old man with a white beard. He has angry eyes and low eyebrows. He is a commander who sends children to the battlefield and a grandfather who brings them up.

Yes, Grandpa.

I won't give him conspiracy theories. I don't want Albus?6?1 Dumbledore to turn against the protagonist. He will be an important figure in the protagonist's growth and the top white wizard in everyone's heart.

The First Emperor said that after his death, he would transform into a dragon soul to protect China for thousands of years, while Dumbledore used his death to plan the world and bring peace to the world.

Of course, I also care about Snake Yard. A group of children who are spoiled by their families are worthy of pity and education.

I hope that in my book, there will be Slytherins shouting to parents, "I don't need your evaluation of the friends I make."They will become free little snakes, qualified to work hard for everything they care about.

(Look at the final battle in the original book, all the houses are shouting for justice or fleeing, and only Slytherin asks where Snape is first. The Snake House does not lack the courage to fight for those who care)

Instead, he was taken into the Hogwarts dungeons on guard.

There are many villains in the Harry Potter world, and Dumbledore is among them.

Finally, I would like to introduce the Dumbledore in my heart in two sentences:

"Suppose there is no one in the world. How many people will be called kings and how many will be called emperors?"

"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the way I should go, I have kept the way I should keep. From now on, there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness."