The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

"But he's in trouble now, right?"

Ricardo thought about it carefully and found that this was the only reason he could evade.

"Maybe... look! That guy is here. You can ask him if the old principal can come back within a month."

Following the direction of Flitwick's finger, Ricardo saw Dumbledore walking into the restaurant.He had a slightly sharp smile, and it seemed that even his white hair and colored lenses couldn't hide the sharpness in his eyes.

This is definitely not a look that an old man can show.This is not to belittle the elderly, it is a fact. There will be more accumulation of time in the eyes of those old people, giving people a sense of peace and detachment.

Even if he behaves straightforwardly and innocently and does what he wants, there is still a hint of insight hidden in his eyes.

The person playing Dumbledore in front of me should be a young man, or an adult with a childlike innocence.

But for some reason, Ricardo couldn't see through the fluctuations of his magic power.

Was Dumbledore trying to cover it up?

"So Filius, you don't know who that guy is?" Ricardo confirmed to Flitwick again.

"You can ask," Flitwick said, taking a chicken leg. "If I guessed correctly, it should be a Gryffindor, and Gryffindor doesn't have too many twists and turns. Yes, maybe you can guess who he is."

"I don't agree with the last sentence. After all, Principal Dumbledore is the biggest counterexample," Ricardo stood up, "But I do plan to go and see the principal... But, what kind of operation is this?"

I saw the principal in front of me turning around in the principal's seat, staring at Snape next to him with disgust for a long time, and then said something, as if he was scolding Snape for his partiality and incompetence.

Then he didn't sit back at the headmaster's seat, but walked over to Gilderoy Lockhart and started eating naturally - Lockhart looked frightened, trembling and unable to speak a word.

Snape's expression looked very aggrieved, his fingers clenched and released the knife and fork tightly, and he stared at Principal Dumbledore with a pair of hateful eyes.

Then, Snape's eyes suddenly moved, and he glanced around the student seats, staring fiercely at the students who wanted to watch the show until they lowered their heads. Finally, he moved his lips, cursed a few words in a low voice, and continued to eat randomly. .

Ricardo and Flitwick looked at each other, and both saw the helplessness in the other's eyes.

"Our current Principal Dumbledore...is he so leisurely?"

"Maybe," Flitwick said noncommittally, "Maybe our headmaster has been having sex lately and did such weird things at the moment?"

"A lot of fun?" Ricardo couldn't help complaining, "I think this is the British Isles version of rejuvenation! The Headmaster... My Heavenly Headmaster is actually laughing for scolding Snape?!"

"It's really... a magical scene," Flitwick said with emotion. "I think this should be carried with a photo camera to leave a deep memory for Dumbledore."

What a good idea... Ricardo touched his chin and began to think about the possibility of filming Dumbledore with the alchemy camera.

"But because of this..." Flitwick suddenly thought of something and pondered, tapping his index finger on the table again and again.

Ricardo did not rush him and continued to eat his food.

When he finished the roast potatoes on the table, Flitwick said slowly: "But because of this, I think I can determine who this guy is."

"A peer of Severus?" Ricardo asked, "Based on my observation of what just happened, this guy is not only interested in bullying Slytherin House, but he is even more interested in bullying Severus." .”

"Your observation skills are very strong, Ricardo," Flitwick said in admiration, "You guessed this all at once."

"It's nothing, anyone with a discerning eye can guess it," Ricardo replied calmly, "But I can't go any further. After all, I'm not very familiar with the people of Severus' time."

"Actually, I'm having trouble here," Flitwick said. "I feel that someone who fits this kind of persona and personality shouldn't appear here, but someone who might appear here doesn't have this kind of personality... It's really a tangle. thing."

"Okay, Ricardo, you can go find that guy if you want, but I guess I won't come. See you later, man."

Flitwick put down his cutlery and stood up, wiping his lips.

"Okay, then I...what...?!"

The moment Flitwick stood up, Ricardo was suddenly stunned. He felt an extremely biting cold current rising from his tailbone and straight to the sky, as if he was being stared at by something terrible.

Is this... murderous intent?

This is killing intent!

Run!run!Every cell in Ricardo's body seemed to be telling him, run!

This crazy idea made Ricardo's hair stand on end, and he almost couldn't control his body's reaction and overturned the dining table to block the killing curse that seemed to be coming - maybe it was a sharp knife coming towards him.

Reason stopped him from acting erratically, but his mental power exploded in an instant and swept through the entire restaurant, making all the porcelain utensils buzz. Fortunately, the restaurant was relatively lively, and no one noticed this sudden anomaly.

——It seemed that a few people raised their heads to look at him, but then lowered their heads.Ricardo was certain that it was not them who threatened him.

"What's the matter, Ricardo?" Flitwick noticed Ricardo's abnormality and asked.

"Nothing, it's not a big deal." Ricardo wiped the non-existent sweat stains on his face and replied softly, while raising his index finger and pointing at his chest under the table.

Armor protection!

Protect all!

Safe guard!

Soul perception!

Several spells emerged from Ricardo's fingertips without a wand. Ricardo's face was pale and his vest was covered in cold sweat, but he did not dare to relax at all.

This feeling only happened to him a few times, and every time he was in deep siege - after this magical perception appeared, he was about to escape death every time; but without this perception, he would Faced with death countless times.

So now...?

Ricardo stood up quickly and looked around without any trace, but did not see anyone suspicious.

Someone who can threaten him to the point of narrow escape should at least have higher magic power than him, right?But the magic fluctuations of everyone present here are too far away from him to pose a threat at all, except...

He lowered his head and glanced at the old man eating.But he seemed to feel something, raised his head and looked at him, smiling gently.

Smiling kindly.However, he could feel a green light dancing and disappearing because of Ricardo's eyes.

That is definitely not the green of life, but the strange green of Avada Kedavra!

Ricardo forced his facial muscles to move quickly, forced out a smile with all his strength, and backed away slowly and silently. He didn't dare to shiver until he reached the door of the restaurant, but the old man had already lowered his head and continued to eat. Get your own food.

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