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

The soul space after a long time...

Sisley looked at the soul at his feet that had been tortured into a patch of pure white light, and couldn't help but let out a sick laugh.

"Hehehehe...hehehahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!" Sisley finally sat on the ground and raised his head and laughed loudly.

.........

"How is he now?" Snape said in a deep voice, looking at Sisley who was gradually quieting down.

"Well... I won, but it looks like I need to get some sleep." Dumbledore said.

"I'm leaving." After Snape bottled the remaining potion in the crucible, he nodded to Slughorn and left the office.

"Albus, maybe I can stay..." Slughorn came over and was interrupted by Dumbledore before he finished speaking: "Horace, when Sisley wakes up I will He will come to visit you, but he needs your address."

Slughorn nodded quickly, wrote down his address and gave it to Dumbledore before leaving.

"Ah, it feels so comfortable. Are you dead?" Sisley opened his eyes hazily, and the originally deep and dark irises had now turned silver.

"Of course not." Dumbledore said speechlessly.

"They are all gone? Are you sure?" Sisley sat up and asked.

"Let's go, but why did you pretend that you couldn't get up just now?" Dumbledore asked.

"Because if I had woken up just now, that Mr. Slughorn would have pestered me and made me uneasy. In that case, I'd better thank him later." Sisley was about to get out of bed, but there was a plop. Kneel on the floor.

"Damn it! I should have taken a longer view." Sisley was carried back to the bed by Dumbledore, and he rubbed his knees and said shakily.

"Looking further...a prophet? Did that strange soul bring you the ability?" Dumbledore said after pondering Sisley's words for a while.

"That's right, and...Teacher, please send me back now, otherwise the Grangers and Hermione will almost come to kill me in a while." Sisley said with a wry smile.

Sure enough, there was a knock on the principal's office door.

"Please come in!"

"Albus, Miss Granger and her family are here - what's going on with Sisley!!!" Professor McGonagall had just brought Hermione and her family into the office when she turned around and saw Sisley's helpless expression. Lying on the bed, he let out a scream.

Mr. Granger, who was held tightly by Hermione so that he could see the castle, said seriously: "Headmaster Dumbledore, we need an explanation."

"Of course, it is my fault that caused this result. Please accept my apology." Dumbledore raised his wand on his chest and bowed slightly towards the Grangers.

Sisley's mouth twitched slightly as he watched this scene, because the way Dumbledore bowed at this time was very much like the prelude to a duel.

In this posture, the next moment Dumbledore suddenly pointed his wand at the Grangers and chanted a spell without any sense of violation.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, an apology can't solve anything. We need an explanation. Sisley is only eleven years old, why was he assigned such a dangerous task by you?"

Seeing this, Sisley sat up and wanted to help explain, but the next moment he was pushed back to the bed by Mrs. Granger.

As the [bridge] connecting the two, Hermione stuck out her tongue helplessly at Sisley.

"Your uncle will take care of all this, and your eyes?" Mrs. Granger said, pushing Heathlaine's hair away from his face due to sweat.

"It's okay, this is magic." At this time, Sisley was very shameless and let Dumbledore face Mr. Granger alone, while he was immersed in the warm quilt.

"It's a little damp..." Sisley felt the quilt that was almost soaked with sweat. With a thought, the original dampness instantly became dry.

After a long time, Dumbledore finally calmed down Mr. Granger, and spent a lot of effort to get Professor McGonagall and Hermione to take the Grangers to visit the campus. Only Hee was left in the office. Sly and Dumbledore.

"Mr. Granger's logical ability is really amazing." Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped them.

"Well, Muggle society is more materialistic." Sisley replied.

"That's right. Let's go back to the beginning. How does it feel to be a prophet?" Dumbledore sat back in his seat and asked.

"It's just so so. It's fine at the beginning. All future changes are under my control. I don't plan to continue reading the general direction by the end of this semester, and I don't plan to continue to predict the small direction in the future." Heath Rai lifted the quilt and finally stood up and said.

"why?"

"Do you like being spoiled when reading mystery novels?" Sisley asked.

"Haha, that's right, this is the right decision." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"All in all, it's not bad, but as long as I use this ability, although everything will be invisible, it still lacks some freshness."

"I have to control this ability, for example, control it to only predict danger, instead of letting it predict tomorrow's surprises for me as well." Sisley sighed and said.

"You don't have to control it. Over time, it will naturally follow your will." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"About how long, and teacher, why do I feel that you know the prophet very well?" Sisley asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Probably when you were in second grade, and the prophet... I really understood it when I was young." Dumbledore smiled.

"Haha, I have a hunch that what you did when you were young was not good." Sisley said calmly with his half-moon eyes open.

Dumbledore couldn't help but blush, and could only change the subject abruptly: "Tell me what you saw."

Sisley also became serious and said: "It's very different from your plan. Professor Quirrell was possessed by Voldemort and was eventually killed by Harry in the secret room under the trap door. It was a near miss."

"So, what role do you play in it?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

"Teacher, you know me well. I may have some talent, but you still think too highly of me when you ask me to fight Voldemort." Sisley rolled his eyes.

"so what?"

"It's just two moves." Sisley said reservedly.

"That's good. A near miss is the best result." Dumbledore murmured.

"Okay, Mr. and Mrs. Granger haven't finished their visit yet. Go and accompany them. I believe you can find them, right?" Dumbledore handed a note to Sisley and said.

Sisley took the note, nodded and left.

"...Is there a near miss..." Dumbledore said with a smile on his lips.