A sharp Hogwarts

The office was dead silent.

Dumbledore and the portraits on the walls were silent, and even Fawkes was silent.

Dalia took small sips of black tea to soothe her throat that was about to smoke, while calming down her excitement.

It was really exciting to spoil the finale right after school started - but mainly because she was not interested in entangled with Voldemort.

Those dark wizards who really existed around her and killed without batting an eye would be killed if they were not careful. Dalia didn't think she had any 100% luck in turning evil into good luck. Instead of secretly talking to Dumbledore Liduo is scheming, so he might as well take advantage of Voldemort's "account retrieval" period to nip the danger in the bud.

As for Dumbledore's possible doubts, as well as time travel and so on... She is not a bad person, so at worst, she can just deal with it.

In the past week, Dalia was not idle at all. She asked around a lot about the "MasterChef version" Dumbledore.

Judging from various gossips, Dumbledore in this world is still the trustworthy white wizard.

"Well, Miss Dursley?"

Dumbledore said, his voice soft, for Dahlia was still holding her teacup and seemed to be in a daze.

"Then...I still have some final doubts...What do you personally want to get?"

"Calm and happy Hogwarts campus life."

Dalia replied without thinking, "Whether it's magic or cooking, these are the things I like. That's all."

Dumbledore looked at Dalia's clear eyes and felt that all his doubts seemed to be answered at once.

"So that letter - as well as getting in the car and being sorted into the hospital, were all planned by you using future information...?"

Dumbledore paused, then quickly added before Dahlia could speak.

"Don't worry, I can assure you that you will always be a student at Hogwarts."

Dalia took a deep breath and looked at the old man openly.

"But the strange thing, Mr. Principal," she said softly, "is the letter that started it all. It might just be true."

"When Harry's letter arrived in the living room of No. 4 Privet Drive in a rainstorm, the letter also appeared in my arms at the same time. I even thought that it was also a letter from Harry. Until that night when Harry and I chatted quietly, Then I realized it had my name written on it. In fact, I still insist that I got the Hogwarts letter."

"But...but why do you think you might not be able to enroll successfully? If you are so determined."

"In the future I see, I'm not by Harry's side," Dahlia said.

"So I think the future has obviously changed, and now that I've received the Hogwarts letter, I have to give it a try anyway."

"Then - maybe you failed to become a wizard?" Dumbledore said.

"I'm afraid," Dahlia said slowly, as if she meant every word, "even without that letter, I would have found a way to get on the Hogwarts Express."

"But you should know - Hogwarts is a wizarding school - only wizards are admitted here -"

"Hogwarts, a School History records the experiences of the four founders in establishing the school, and also records the recruitment philosophies of the four colleges - the philosophies in the version of the future I saw, among which One thing...if a student crosses the lake, walks through the lakeside steps, and comes to Hogwarts Castle, then even if she does not meet the requirements of the other three houses, Ms. Helga Hufflepuff's house will provide her with Keep a door open. And it turns out the legends I saw were true."

"What if you guessed wrong?" Dumbledore asked with interest, "What if Hogwarts chooses to exclude you?"

"Then I will just be a happy Muggle," Dalia said calmly, "My cousin is Harry Potter, and blood cannot be erased by magic. Maybe there is some difficulty in reversing the tragedy. , but even if everything goes as predicted, it will only take seven years at most, and there will still be a lot of time to come into contact with magic."

"Yes, I believe you will be like this." Dumbledore looked at her gently, "But the wonderful thing is that you have become a witch now. This also means-"

Dumbledore picked up the full pages of parchment from the desk, looked at them carefully for a few seconds, and let out a breath.

"——The future you see can be changed."

"Yes," Dalia said.

The two didn't speak for a long time.Daria heard a murmur of voices somewhere beyond the walls of the office.

As expected, it was Gryffindor students who were chasing and fighting in the corridors.

This is a very strange feeling. Even though she has just arrived at the school, she feels as if she has traveled to the final chapter of the story.

Dalia is not worried that Dumbledore can't handle all this. The other party may be a little indecisive, but when all the clues and information are laid out in front of him in advance, Dumbledore's action and rigor are definitely far superior to her, a simple-minded person. Little guy - even if she has been a human for two lifetimes, she still has less than one-third of the experience of the old wizard in front of her.

Although Dalia knew that she might be able to get more benefits by using prophecy, she didn't think that was what she wanted...

Learning magic at Hogwarts, everyone eating and drinking happily, this is the best daily life in real life.

"I have two more things that I need your forgiveness for, Dalia."

Dumbledore pondered for a moment, "As for Professor Quirrell, I want to give it a try. Quirinus is not bad in nature."

"I must admit that although I knew that he was affected by Voldemort before, I didn't expect that influence to be so profound - a soul attached to another person's body is much more complicated than I imagined... I need to rethink..."

"As for another thing...about your official enrollment..."

Dumbledore said hesitantly, "I can only give you a promise first, but I can't announce it now."

"The assessments, as well as the assessments by the board of directors and professors, will still be carried out. Today's conversation is limited to you and me -"

"What I'm thinking about is... well... prophets are very subtle... If you don't want too much attention in the future... it's best not to appear in front of the world in this capacity, at least not when you can't protect yourself... peek into the future The ability, this is Pandora’s gift.”

"No problem, then I also have a small request——"

Dalia raised her head, looked at Dumbledore's long white beard, and said cautiously.

"I hope to get your permission - regarding my pet, I would like to take her with me to class."

"Only when it is a foal," Dumbledore smiled and winked, "Professor McGonagall will only tolerate this at most -"

After another brief silence, Dumbledore lowered his head and glanced at the little Thestral who was biting and playing with the hem of Dalia's clothes.

"However, I would like to ask a little bit, who did you see die?"

Dumbledore coughed slightly, "Actually, I have been paying attention to your family, and you seem to-"

"I have not witnessed death directly - nor do I want to in the future."

"then you……"

"So I can't see her. Didn't you see that I put a note on her back?"

"Huh?" For the first time today, Dumbledore looked confused again.

"You have a... pet that you can't see?"

"Yes." Dalia nodded matter-of-factly.

Dumbledore's expression became strange.

All right--

Harry's cousin, it seems...

Well, it seems... a little bit... maverick...