The Son of Light of the Snake House

"Please sit!" Dumbledore put down the parchment in his hand, looked at Daniel opposite, and stretched out his wand to buy him a soft beige sofa.

Daniel sat down quietly. He actually hadn't figured out what he would be asked when he came here, but his face didn't show any emotion. From the surface, he looked like a good friend who was called to the principal's office suddenly. student.Just less uneasy.

Dumbledore had to praise his quality again from the bottom of his heart, and said in his mouth: "Don't be nervous, my child. We still have a guest today..."

Before he finished speaking, the door that was closed just now opened instantly, and it was Professor Snape who appeared at the door with a serious face.

"Look, you're here when we talk about you." Dumbledore said calmly, motioning for Snape to sit down by himself, took off his small round glasses, and wiped them with the thick scarf around his neck. "What do you all want to drink?"

"coffee."

"milk."

Dumbledore smiled and looked at the same calm one big and one small in front of him, put his glasses back on his head, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers: "Then I'll also have a cup of tea, I want more sugar."

With the crisp sound of snapping fingers, everyone had the drink they wanted, even slightly steaming.

Daniel was stunned for a moment, reached out to pick up the steaming cup of milk on the armrest of the sofa, took a sip, and put it back to its original position.

"The temperature is just right." Dumbledore also took a sip of his cup of tea, which was almost semi-solid due to adding too much sugar, and winked at Daniel. "The sweetness is just right - some kids are very helpful if someone can find their secret garden."

Professor Snape, who was holding black coffee next to him, said nothing, sitting on the other side like a human sculpture, his facial features softened a lot under the steaming heat.

After Dumbledore drank his half cup of sugar water in one breath, he breathed a sigh of relief before saying:

"Mr. Jerome--"

"Mr. Principal, just call me Daniel."

"Of course! Daniel, is there something you should explain to us?"

Well, well.Daniel sighed in his heart: Sure enough, no matter how upright and kind-hearted and big-eyed people are, they will have their own vigilance.

So, what exactly is Mr. Principal referring to?

Chronologically speaking, Daniel never did (really) anything special before going to Hogwarts.But since he entered Hogwarts, he bullied his classmates (Draco) and beat the teacher (Qi Luo), violated the regulations (night tour) and beat and killed (trolls).

Daniel's eyes were dull: Looking at it this way, I really did a lot of immoral things... But emmmmm, what did what Jerome did have anything to do with Daniel?

Thinking of this, he became confident: "Sorry... Mr. Principal, but... I don't know what I did...?"

"Hmph." Professor Snape next to him snorted leisurely, showing his disdain for what Daniel said.

Daniel: Professor you don't talk no one thinks you are dumb :)

Dumbledore didn't care.He was still smiling: "Is the Mirror of Erised fun?"

Daniel thought for a while, and decided to give up the middle link of dealing with the old fox, so he said:

"I went on a night tour."

The gaze of Professor Snape next to him changed from a gentle spring breeze to a biting cold wind, swishing towards Daniel's face, and he immediately said, "Slytherin buckle 5..."

"It's okay, my child." Dumbledore stopped him. It just so happened that Severus didn't really want to deduct points, so he immediately retracted his words about deducting Slytherin points, which annoyed Dumbledore instead. laughed.

"But night tours are indeed very dangerous. Don't do night tours in the future, okay? Daniel." He turned to Daniel.

"No." Daniel replied to Dumbledore in time. After all, good communication is the first step to correct communication.

Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged: "Then can you tell me why I can't?"

"I think—" Daniel protracted the end of iguess, sounding like a ray of cold wind blowing through this warm house: "Night travel is not as dangerous as the stone placed in the school. "

"When did you find out?"

"That's not the point, have you found your target?"

"Maybe?" Dumbledore smiled, but what he said was a very serious topic: "We are already shrinking the scope."

"Do you have certain measures to ensure that students are not harmed?"

"Of course. We will ensure that every Hogwarts student is safe."

"..." Daniel stared into the eyes of the old man in front of him. He didn't have this opportunity before, but today he only saw the firm belief and the determination to win in it.

He gave in.

Daniel could have said more, but in the end he remained silent.He drank the milk in the glass and walked to Dumbledore's desk. Although he saw Professor Snape straightening up out of the corner of his eye, he didn't care. He just put a roll of parchment on the table .

"Goodbye, gentlemen." Daniel turned around: "That's what I investigated."

The thin, silver-haired boy pushed open the door and walked out. Behind him, Dumbledore gently opened the parchment on the table.

"...demons lurk in the shadows beneath the light"

"...with a grin, showing two rows of sharp fangs"

"...what he desires is not money, but eternity"

"...the devil hides in the darkness beneath the light"

"... to cover up the true face, only for the benefit"

"...the other face behind that gentle face"

"...will be the final page of the Tarot Card of Destiny"

……

Draco kept running.

He hadn't exercised so inelegantly since he was three years old.

But now he really can't take care of his father's teaching to him, and now he has more important things to tell the person he trusts.

Draco stopped in the dormitory out of breath, and in front of him was Daniel who was studying by the candlelight.His golden eyes sparkled against the candlelight.

"What's wrong? Are you so tired?" Daniel asked.

"I...I found out...it's Professor Quirrell."

He really heard what the young man who stammered and was always laughed at at the corner where there was only one person said.

Draco intermittently described the whole process to Daniel.Before he could say anything, Daniel frowned, and his eyes suddenly focused on Draco's chest.

"Where's your Slytherin badge?"

Draco dazedly reached out and stroked the position of the Slytherin badge on his left chest, his face turned pale immediately.

The place was empty except for the soft feel of the fabric.

The author has something to say:

Sev: Damn, I didn't intend to deduct Slytherin points, I just wanted to show off in front of the principal.By the way, wait until you get out of the principal's office and see how I deal with you (glaring at Daniel)

Daniel: (shuddering) It's getting cold so fast.

Peace of mind!Daniel will not let Draco have an accident!The poems written in the parchment are also made up by me little by little. 5555 I go to bed early!Never stay up late!

感谢在2020-11-0420:26:21~2020-11-0519:04:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Dream is Qingdi 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!