Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Zhang Xiao completed the preparations for each trip to the principal's office with ease, just like an unknown dean of Slytherin House and Potions Professor preparing the potion of life and death.

Everything was a subconscious idea, but the magic faithfully implemented his wishes.

After he finished everything, Zhang Xiao realized that his behavior was inappropriate.

Dumbledore might not care, it didn't matter when there were only two of them, but when there were other people.

This kind of behavior is a bit disrespectful to Dumbledore, and it is a slap in the face.

If you make a mistake, correct it. Zhang Xiao immediately looked at Dumbledore, wanting to express his apology.

But he didn't expect Dumbledore to wink at him secretly.

"Harry, Draco, it seems Zhang has done some work for me. Young people are always so positive and full of energy."

Dumbledore gestured to them to sit down.

He himself walked behind the high-backed chair where he usually sat, with his fingers facing each other as if he was thinking about something.

Zhang Xiao breathed a small sigh of relief, but suddenly felt that the principal's office was too quiet today, and then realized that all the portraits were pretending to be asleep.

Even his 'fanboy' Phineas Nigellus Black was dozing off in a very elegant posture.

But the portraits' twitching eyebrows and ears suggest they're still interested in what's going to happen next.

Dumbledore put down his hand, looked at the nervous Harry and Malfoy with his blue eyes, and pushed the candy box in their direction.

He made a gentle joke:

"Don't be so nervous, unless you think this place is scarier than Professor Snape's cell."

Harry relaxed a little. Because of Zhang Xiao, the young savior did not become a frequent visitor to the principal's office like in the original novel.

"Professor, here -" Harry raised his finger and circled it: "It is beautiful and the most interesting office I have ever seen."

Malfoy also nodded, imitating the way his father chatted with the Minister of Magic, trying hard to be more formal and mature:

"Yes, respected Principal Dumbledore, the layout here is full of unique charm——"

Dumbledore was amused by Malfoy's appearance. A wise old man must have found it interesting to see a child pretending to be a little adult, so he laughed uncontrollably.

His long white beard also trembled, and he said seriously:

"Thank you for your comments and appreciation, Mr. Draco Malfoy."

Malfoy was startled, and a blush suddenly appeared on his pale face. This was excitement.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something very appropriate, but all that came out was a mosquito-like: "Thank you."

Tsk tsk tsk, Zhang Xiao thought of those purebloods who usually shouted "Old Biden", "Old Immortal", "Old Fool" and the like, such as the former Malfoy family.

But once Dumbledore was willing to give him some face and respect, it was like the sun was shining brightly.

"Okay, let's talk about something else, Harry, Draco."

Dumbledore didn't know whether he forgot or did it on purpose, but he didn't mention Zhang Xiao's name.

The two little ones hurriedly sat down and showed that they were listening carefully.

"You said that Professor Trelawney became a little strange before she fell into coma, and said a lot of strange things?"

"Yeah, yeah, Professor she's getting weird and scary!"

"Professor Trelawney's eyes move faster than the waterwheel in Hogsmeade!"

"She seems to have turned into an Eastern 'zombie' (jumping stiffness), as if her joints can't turn!"

"Professor Trelawney's voice is scarier than the sound of Mandrake!"

Dumbledore listened carefully, and even though Professor Trelawney was about to turn into a monster when Harry and Malfoy were telling them, he still did not interrupt them.

The same goes for Zhang Xiao, who sat quietly and drank hot tea. When he was young, he didn't know how to take care of his intestines and stomach. He drank iced drinks every day because of his youth. Only when he got older did he know how to suffer.

The two little ones didn't know what Trelawney had done, but they knew very well, and what Trelawney predicted was obviously not a good thing. ,

If he told it in front of Harry and Malfoy, he didn't know how much panic it would cause, so the solution for now was to pretend he didn't know anything.

Wait for Harry and Malfoy to leave and have a private chat with Dumbledore.

Finally, Malfoy and Harry finished the story, but they were too frightened at the time and did not fully remember what Trelawny said.

Instead, he pieced together weird and messy sentences.

But just these messy words made Dumbledore's face gradually become serious. He thought for a while and nodded slowly:

"Um - thank you, Harry Draco, thank you for your description, it's very - very detailed."

Well said, don't say it again next time.

Harry and Malfoy couldn't help but smile.

"By the way, I have a small request here." Dumbledore looked at the two little wizards calmly with his blue eyes like the sea.

He said softly and sincerely:

"About Professor Trelawney, including what she said. Can you keep it a secret?"

Keep it secret? Harry looked at Dumbledore in shock, why should he keep it a secret? Could it be that what Trelawny said - those things that were thought to be fantasy and impossible, were all true?

For a moment, Harry was filled with great panic, which made him panic and he actually forgot to respond.

At this moment, Malfoy's voice came from the side, still with the indifference of 'seeing through everything' and the overflowing confidence of the Malfoy family:

"Yes, of course there is no problem, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Trelawney is also a teacher at Hogwarts anyway, if such a ridiculous thing spreads.

It is undoubtedly a big blow to the reputation of the school. As a student of Hogwarts, and the Malfoy family as school directors, I have an unshirkable responsibility to maintain the reputation of Hogwarts! "

Yes. Is that so?

Harry thought for a while and felt that what Malfoy said really made sense!

Thinking of Trelawney's ferocious and terrifying look at that time, Harry felt that if he were a parent, he would not want his children to face such a teacher.

"Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore, we will definitely keep the secret!" Harry nodded firmly.

Although Dumbledore didn't know why Malfoy had such thoughts, he didn't understand where such a strong sense of ownership came from.

But obviously Malfoy perfectly solved many problems that needed to be covered up.

"Yes, that's what I thought, Mr. Malfoy, and you're absolutely right."

Dumbledore nodded in relief and continued naturally:

"So - you two, do you want to experience the flame movement of the phoenix?"

"Wow-! Really Professor?"

Zhang Xiao felt that the entire principal's office seemed to be a little brighter. That was the 'light' emanating from the eyes of Harry and Malfoy.