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

"How is it? Are you relieved this time?" Dumbledore said teasingly while leaning on the back of his chair.

"Humph...hehehe, um..." Sisley covered his face and became extremely excited, laughing like crazy on Dumbledore's chair.

"Don't be too happy. We can only know now that he wants to send us a message. As for what the news is, we don't know yet." Dumbledore poured a basin of cold water on Sisley.

"Teacher? Do you really don't know, or are you pretending not to know?" Sisley looked at Dumbledore with a puzzled look on his face and asked.

"What do you mean?"

"The message he wanted to convey was my curse. He was able to monitor me through some kind of monitoring magic. Then I met you, and he let go of the restriction and let my curse take effect. You know that I am cursed. Isn't this the message? Huh?" Sisley stood up and said excitedly.

"Ah... you are right. A young brain is much easier to use than a rusty brain like mine." Dumbledore also laughed heartily.

"But there is still a doubt." Dumbledore smiled for a while and then said.

"what?"

"The surveillance magic is blocked by your Thorne Grimoire, but why didn't he do this in the first grade? We have a lot of individual contacts in the first grade." Dumbledore asked in a deep voice.

"It should also be because of the Grimoire. When I was cursed, I could feel that my life force was about to disappear, but it was quickly stabilized by the Grimoire of Thorn. I think it may be because there was no Grimoire of Thorne when I was in first grade. , so he didn't do it," Sisley explained.

"I see... You should go out first and comfort Miss Granger. I guess she must be very sad now."

Sisley nodded and walked out.

When they reached the end of the stairwell, the stone statue opened in time. What Sisley didn't expect was that Hermione didn't find a quiet place to cry secretly or deliberately avoid Sisley. Instead, she sat quietly next to the stone statue and waited. .

"Hi?" Sisley said, stroking Hermione's furry hair.

"Are you okay?" Hermione asked worriedly, looking at Sisley who was wearing a blood-stained hospital gown.

"I'm fine, and I feel better than ever." Sisley took two steps back and turned around to look at Hermione.

"What you told Dumbledore...can I know?" Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and asked cautiously.

"Of course, come on, I'll take you to a very interesting room." Sisley agreed immediately, then took Hermione's hand to the end of the corridor on the eighth floor, and stopped in front of a tapestry.

I saw Sisley walking back and forth in front of the hanging picture three times, and in an instant a door appeared in the hanging picture.

"Go in." Sisley waved to Hermione.

As soon as you enter the room, you will see a large round red bed with a tall cross with a chain next to it. Next to the cross is a gorgeous table with items such as pointers, candles, clips, and steel needles neatly placed on it. , hemp rope, blindfold, handcuffs*****, etc...

The two of them stopped immediately. Seeing this, Sisley quickly covered Hermione's eyes and retreated quickly.

"Sisley...the interesting room you mentioned is..." Hermione looked at Sisley with a red face and couldn't help but retreat.

Sisley looked embarrassed, waved his hands in embarrassment and said, "No, no, this room is called the Room of Requirement. It will give you whatever room you want..."

Sisley couldn't continue talking as he spoke, and Hermione's eyes when she looked at Sisley gradually changed from shocked to speechless, as if she were looking at a fool.

"Um...are we still going in?" Sisley said after being silent for a while.

Hermione gave Sisley a nice roll of her eyes and walked in.

Sisley quickly followed in, not forgetting to close the door tightly.

Small room, dim red lights, soft big bed...

And the two boys and girls in the room who are enough to sentence you to death...

"Actually, what I was thinking about at that time was to find a place where we could talk." Sisley said awkwardly.

"Do you like talking like this?" Hermione picked up a pointer and swung it towards the palm of her hand. After a burst of burning pain, Hermione put down the pointer and said to Shanshan.

"Let's talk about the teacher." Sisley quickly avoided the topic and said.

"Are you changing the subject?" Hermione asked teasingly.

"Do you listen?" Sisley picked up a pointer and said.

Hermione looked at Sisley like this without fear at all, rolled her eyes and said: "You go ahead and fight, if you have the ability, fight."

Sisley waved it gently, and instantly a hot red mark was left on Hermione's white little hand.

"Do you want to listen now?" Sisley asked, lifting Hermione's chin with his pointer.

Hermione raised her head, looked at the frosty Sisley and suddenly burst into laughter.

Sisley looked down at Hermione who was smiling brightly and was embarrassed for a while. He simply dropped the pointer and pressed Hermione's head hard. He sat slumped on the bed and murmured in embarrassment: "I was manipulated by you one day. ”

Hermione smiled even brighter.

"Hey! I'm not kidding, do you hear me?"

"Well, you say?"

"I might... find my family." Sisley lay on the bed and slowly stretched out his hand to block the dim candlelight on the ceiling.

"Ethan Thorne? Your father?" Hermione tilted her head and asked.

"Well..." Sisley hummed, thought for a while and then said: "The mouthful of blood I suddenly vomited out at that time was the reminder he gave me and the teacher, so you don't always feel that the teacher has anything to do with me. Bad intentions.”

"Although he is always scheming, at least he is really good to me."

"Although he didn't say it explicitly, I didn't ask about it, and our interactions were not frequent, I can still feel his kindness to me and his consideration for me."

Sisley said while lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

"What about your mother? You don't care?" Hermione asked.

"I'm a little doubtful now. Do you know my mother's name?" Sisley asked.

"Hmm..." Hermione shook her head.

"Does uncle and aunt know that?" Sisley asked again.

"They don't know either," Hermione said.

"What about my mother's parents? Why have I never seen them? Not even any news?" Sisley then asked.

"Yes...then what will happen after you find your father? What are you going to do?" Hermione also lay down and asked.