Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

Sisley was silent for a while. For some reason, he felt a strange sense of crisis.

Sure enough, the next moment Dumbledore took out a small cloth bag and took out small bottles one by one.

"Dumbledore, did you go to the Muggle hospital for a walk? Let me see, chlorpromazine hydrochloride, haloperidol, lithium carbonate, chlordiazepoxide..." Severus Si picked up the bottle and called out their names accurately.

"Professor, aren't you a potions teacher? How come you still know these...chemicals?" Sisley asked, looking at Snape who had an expert look on his face.

"This is not surprising. You must know that Snape bought a projector from the Muggle community to teach students in the early years." Dumbledore said with some humor.

"Professor, you really keep up with the trend." Sisley gave Snape a thumbs up and said with a smile on his face.

"Haha, you won't be able to laugh anymore because these medicines are all for you to use." Snape said with a slight smile.

"Hmm...huh?" Sisley stared at the medicines on the table with wide eyes.

"No, no, no, teacher, professor, this is no joke. Using the wrong medicine can kill people." Sisley said with a pale face.

"Don't worry about this. With Severus here, there will be no problem." Dumbledore said as he took out a cup.

"Dumbledore, these drugs should be injected into the blood with a needle." Snape reminded him.

"Wait, wait, wait!!! You are not serious, are you? You can't be so rough even with veterinary medicine. This..." Before Sisley could finish speaking, he saw Snape taking something out of nowhere. A complete set of Muggle infusion equipment was obtained.

"Teacher!!!" Sisley shouted while pulling his neck, trying to awaken the love for his students in Dumbledore's heart.

But it failed. Dumbledore just waved his hand gently, and Sisley was imprisoned in the chair, unable to move at all.

As the medicine continued to flow into Sisley's veins, Dumbledore looked at Sisley with his blue eyes.

Soon, all the drugs in the bottle that were so concentrated and so complex that it would kill a Muggle in just one second were completely injected. Under Dumbledore's Legilimency, Sisler's sickly His emotions haven't changed at all.

"Hey...Severus, please go back first. I'm thinking of a solution." Dumbledore waved his hand and the office door opened.

Snape nodded and walked out.

"How's it going? Do you feel anything different?" Dumbledore asked as he unlocked Sisley's restraints.

Sisley rolled his eyes at Dumbledore and said, "I feel nothing."

Dumbledore pinched the bridge of his nose. After all, Dumbledore had experienced a lot in his long life, but he had never experienced this kind of situation.

"Oh, I have to find him." Dumbledore muttered, wiping his eyes with a small piece of velvet.

"Him?" Sisley asked.

"Well, I'll take you to meet a man. In a sense, he is an expert in playing with people's hearts and emotions... Hold my hand." Dumbledore said.

"Oh." Sisley grabbed Dumbledore's big hand, and the next moment he felt like the world was spinning, and he stood on the ground again.

Sisley, who was standing on the ground, had been brewing for a long time before he suppressed the feeling of vomiting and looked up at the surrounding environment.

There is a forest in the distance, grass at your feet, and a tall tower in front of you.

"Let's go in." Dumbledore said and walked towards the tower.

Sisley was full of doubts, but he didn't ask any more questions and just followed.

Although the tower is simple, the living facilities are quite complete. Sisley has already seen the bathroom and kitchen.

As for the top floor, it should be...the bedroom?

"It's finally here, I've been waiting for a long time." A deep voice came from a simple room.

Sisley looked at the old man who was speaking. His face was bloodless, his beard and hair were all white, and his long shawl hair was falling down. His two eyes were of different colors, and he was staring at Dumbledore.

"Is this your student? That Sisley Thorne?" The old man looked at Sisley again and said.

Sisley didn't know why, but he always felt that the old man in front of him didn't like him very much.

"Gettler, I remember I mailed you a lot of clothes and bedding." Dumbledore looked at the empty wooden bed and sighed.

"..."

"Well, I'm here to ask you something." Dumbledore said.

"This child? Psychological disorder?" Grindelwald looked at Sisley and said.

"Well, I don't know if you can do anything." Dumbledore nodded and said.

"What's my opinion? Let nature take its course. After all, this child was born with a love potion. Even if he was soaked in a honey jar during his childhood, he still won't be able to have complete love like a normal person."

"And in order to balance him, his soul will strengthen another emotion, such as Voldemort, which strengthens pure malice."

"What this child only strengthens is the morbid emotion and desire to control his lover. This can be regarded as a different kind of love. I don't recommend that you intervene." Grindelwald stared at Dumbledore and said.

"A different kind of love..."

"That's it, a different kind of love." Dumbledore murmured.

"Sisley, you should go back first. Don't leave the principal's office yet. There is food in the cabinet. If you are sleepy, go to the second floor. That is my bedroom." Dumbledore clapped his hands as he spoke, and the next moment there was a burst of flames. It rose up, and Phoenix Fox appeared here.

After Fox arrived, he grabbed Sisley's shoulders. Sisley's vision was instantly surrounded by a burst of red flames. When the flames dissipated, Sisley had returned to Dumbledore's office.

"...Come on, you were fine when you came here, you can't go back." Sisley curled his lips, then sat down on the principal's chair, with his feet on the desk. Humming a tune leisurely.

"...Forget it, let's go to bed. I don't know how the bed in the principal's office is."

"Oh my god, it's so soft!!!"

.........

"You seem to have some objections to my student, the way you look at him." Dumbledore asked, sitting opposite Grindelwald.

"I have always been extremely wary of your students. Who knows what they can do, just like that stinky animal breeder." Grindelwald said with a look of disgust on his shoulders.

"Actually, I am only Newt's professor, and Sisley would call me teacher." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"More annoying."