Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

The phoenix landed on Albert's body, and a few crystal tears flowed from the corners of its eyes, dripping into Albert's slightly open mouth. A moving song came from the bird's beak, and Albert suddenly felt the legacy of the Cruciatus Curse. The pain subsided.

There was another ball of fire, and one person and one bird disappeared into the forbidden forest.

When Albert opened his eyes again, the golden-red phoenix took him to a spacious and beautiful circular room.

The walls are covered with portraits of old principals, both men and women. They are all snoring gently in their respective photo frames, not sure whether they are really sleeping or pretending to sleep.

"Good evening, Albert." Dumbledore said, his voice old and powerful.

Although I don’t know how Dumbledore knew that he was in the Forbidden Forest, he finally saved himself. Thinking of this, Albert thanked:

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore. If it weren't for you, I would have been killed by that dark wizard."

Unexpectedly, Dumbledore waved his hand, squinted his eyes and smiled: "It wasn't me, it was Fox. It sensed that you were in danger and went to save you.

If you hadn't confessed first, I wouldn't have known that you had met a dark wizard. If you died in infancy, there would be one less person to give me gifts at Christmas. It's scary to think about it. "

He walked to his desk, pushed aside the thick documents on it, took out a small transparent jar from the drawer, reached out and stuffed a pile of cockroaches into his mouth.

Albert looked at the many "cockroaches" crawling in the jar, trying to escape, and felt a chill in his heart. The things he hated most in his previous life were mosquitoes and cockroaches. Regarding Dumbledore's expression of enjoyment, He really couldn't understand it.

As for the words of this over-[-]-year-old man, Albert didn't even believe a single punctuation mark. Dumbledore's inclination was greater than that of Voldemort who had used the Death Curse more times in his life.

Fox was able to save him this time, which meant that Dumbledore was observing him, or monitoring him.

Albert didn't know when this started and what Dumbledore discovered, but just because Dumbledore saved him, Albert had nothing to say.

Two cups of black tea appeared on the table. The color was very dark and looked like a cup of strong tea. Dumbledore took a sip from one cup and said:

"Well, I always tell the house elves to add a little more honey to the black tea they make for me, but they just don't listen. Don't you want to try it, Albert?"

"No, Professor Dumbledore, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight with such strong tea." Albert refused righteously.

The reason why he didn't drink this cup of black tea was just because he was afraid of not being able to sleep.

In the fan fiction he read in his previous life, it was said that Dumbledore added a trace amount of veritaserum to the drinks he gave to his students. This was pure nonsense, and he would not resort to such despicable means.

If he had actually slipped Veritaserum into the drink, Voldemort wouldn't have gotten away with killing Myrtle.

Dumbledore had suspicions about Tom Riddle, but there was no evidence, and his conscience did not allow him to use unfair means, even if this move would spare a dark wizard.

Although old-fashioned, it is undeniable that this old man has been recognized by Qilin. For the good faith in his heart, he has adhered to it all his life and always followed morality and the laws of the wizarding world.

The two were silent for a while, and the principal's office fell silent. The portraits of the previous principals on the wall opened their eyes a little and peeked at Albert.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Albert’s black tea on the table had turned cold, and Dumbledore said:

"Can you tell me why you went to the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night?"

No matter how Albert answered this question, it was wrong. He had no valid reason. Whether he was wandering at night or entering the Forbidden Forest, it was against Hogwarts school rules.

He was simply heartbroken, "I heard from Hagrid that someone is hunting unicorns in the Forbidden Forest. This person must be a dark wizard, so I wanted to stop him."

According to previous derivation, Dumbledore would not use Legilimency on students, so Albert looked directly into Dumbledore's blue eyes to show the authenticity of his words.

When Dumbledore heard this, he was stunned for a second. He did not doubt that Hagrid might spread the news. After all, Hagrid had been working under him for many years and Dumbledore still knew about Hagrid's leakage.

But he was very surprised, why would a first-year wizard take the initiative to find a dark wizard?

Isn't this pure looking for abuse?

Oh no, this is no longer simply seeking torture, but seeking death!

"Ahem," Dumbledore coughed tactically, took a sip of black tea to moisten his throat, and said to Albert:

"Fighting dark wizards is a great cause, and I have been working hard for it all my life...

You know, Albert, I always thought you were more of a Ravenclaw, but now, I believe you are a true Gryffindor.

But—" Dumbledore drawled.

"But what?"

"You have to understand that bravery and recklessness are two different things, Albert.

Bravery is based on wisdom and ability, while recklessness is often due to a unclear understanding of oneself.

You can defeat the troll in order to protect Miss Granger, which is commendable, because the troll's mobility and intelligence are very low, making it easy for you to deal with;

But if you want to protect the unicorn and face an unknown dark wizard, you don’t know who he is, what spells he knows, and what his strength is, so you dare to cover your head and fight with him. This is completely wrong. How reckless!

This is fatal. You should thank Fox. If it weren't for it, you would have to pay with your life for your recklessness! "

Fawkes flew above Dumbledore's head and pecked him twice with its beak. Dumbledore didn't care about this, but said with a smile:

"Look, Fox is defending you. It can't see me criticizing you."

Albert was confused. Could it be that Fox found out that he was in trouble?

"But Professor, why is Fox like this? I am not a member of the Dumbledore family."

In the wizarding world, the legend that the Dumbledore family is favored by the Phoenix is ​​not a secret, but his surname, Albert Klein, is not Dumbledore and has nothing to do with the Phoenix.

Hearing Albert's words, Dumbledore did not respond, but Fox's voice chirped twice.

"Oh, he is asking you to cast the Patronus Charm." Dumbledore's eyes flashed with strange colors, and he was also curious about Fox's abnormal behavior.

"Professor, do you know bird...phoenix language?"

"It's not important. I've lived for 100 years, so I have to know more. Albert, do you know the Patronus Charm?"

Albert nodded, pulled out his wand, "Call the God Guard!"

A silver-white thunderbird flew out of the wand, looked at Fox and flew together.

Dumbledore didn't expect that Albert would learn the Patronus Charm in the first year, but he was even more shocked by Albert's Patronus. Like him, he was also the Patronus of Magical Creatures.

"It seems the answer has been found..."