[HP] Illusion

It had nothing to do with the curse, but Dumbledore just knew that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had to be put on the agenda again. From this moment on, Hogwarts had lost such a good professor.

"To be honest, Albus, even if I want to resign, it won't be now. Besides, you have to know that public opinion doesn't really have much influence on me."

The old man's expression did not change, as if it should have been so, his eyes were fixed, and he found that the young man's eyes did not evade, just as before, above board.

Dumbledore had to admit that he underestimated this young man of unknown origin. Even so, he still wanted to try, but now it seems that the young man has something he wants to do, including entering Hogwarts, and it may be part of his plan.

Perhaps from the very beginning, things have developed in a direction that is completely out of control. Everything seems to be doomed. Prince works hard and has outstanding abilities, but things always have too many variables and cannot be grasped. I can't even touch it, I can only let it go.

"Public opinion is the last thing I care about, but I sincerely thank you for helping me deal with it during this time, so that I can avoid the impact of facing it directly." Harry said sincerely.

Harry knew how much the old man had done, but what he said just now was telling the old man that he was actually doing useless work.

But obviously, the old man didn't care about this either—

"This is my duty. Anyone in Hogwarts is unreasonably accused. As the headmaster, I have a duty to do so," said Dumbledore.

"No matter what," the old man said, "I hope that we can maintain some kind of good relationship in the future, and I hope that even if you can no longer teach at Hogwarts, you will still think of Hogwarts. We are always welcome here. You, Hogwarts, will always be everyone's home."

"I couldn't agree more," Harry smiled slightly, "Even though my time here is short, I do consider it my second home, I like it here, it gives me a sense of security and belonging. "

"I believe the castle will be very happy to hear what you said. It has always wanted to send such a message to everyone living in Hogwarts. I am glad you feel it."

"Please believe that this is my most sincere thought." Harry said softly, "I love Hogwarts, and this will never change."

Dumbledore stared at the serious young man. He seemed to be able to feel the young man's thoughts, some kind of strong determination, but all of this might not be what he wanted to see.

"Yes, I think you love him as much as I do," Dumbledore whispered.

In fact, the conversation could have ended here, but Harry didn't leave, he just sat, which made Dumbledore feel that he seemed to have something to say.The two chattered for a while, and Dumbledore suddenly asked: "Since you have the idea of ​​leaving Hogwarts, what are your future plans?"

"This..." Harry showed a bit of embarrassment, "Although I have been working as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor... Please believe that I have been working hard all the time, but I... also have a little personal hobby, As I think you know, I like to study potions."

"Potion?" Dumbledore's eyes widened slightly, "Indeed, potion master is a good job."

"Yeah," Harry said in a low voice, "no offense intended, but I really don't think Hogwarts jobs are too high, so potions can bring me some extra income."

Dumbledore: "..." It seems that this person didn't leave Hogwarts because his salary was too low.

Harry obviously didn't see Dumbledore's face, and he even intensified: "Perhaps you don't know, recently I have a buyer who is very interested in the latest potion I researched."

"Sorry, in fact I don't have much research on potions, but if you consider changing careers, the profits must be more substantial than the salary at Hogwarts."

"It can also be said," Harry said in a low voice, "the potions I research are more targeted, probably because there are almost no people who study this kind of potions in the entire wizarding world. Curious psychological research, even if it was sold, I never thought that someone would actually buy it.”

Dumbledore frowned slightly, looking more and more confused.

In fact, there was no need for the young man to tell him these things, but the young man just said that, did he want to tell him something?

It seemed that the young man didn't want to show off how much the potion could bring him, let alone tell him that the young man couldn't care about these things if he went to a higher place.Yes, as he said just now, he doesn’t even care about public opinion. All the attacks and spats may not be worth mentioning in his eyes. He doesn’t care about his reputation, and he doesn’t seem to care about money. Watts worked and still fought alongside the Order of the Phoenix.

If he wanted to, he could have been a potion master from the very beginning, and if the benefits he got, as he himself said, would occasionally make him consider changing careers, then one can imagine how much money it would be.

In fact, the top potion masters in the world are always the most scarce. With such skills, he doesn't need to be condescended to work at Hogwarts.

The truth seems to be coming out, but when you don't get the key, it's just coming out.

The conversation between the two continued for a while, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor seemed to have finished what he wanted to say and then left. There was only one person left in the principal's office, and a phoenix.

"I thought I always cut the beginning and the end of my words, but I didn't expect that Edward would also play this hand," said Dumbledore to Fawkes perched on the shelf. "I think, although his hint sounds clearer, But the most important words are omitted."

The young man did make it very clear, maybe as long as he went to check, he could find out what kind of potion research the young man was doing recently.

Targeted potions, potions that no one has researched, and potions that can be sold at a high price. In fact, this kind of field is not too much, and it is not too little. So what exactly is it that made him spend a lot of time to correct He hinted at these?

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Since the Easter holiday is relatively short, unlike the summer and Christmas holidays, so many people go home to spend time with their parents, so the Hogwarts Express is relatively empty.Not to mention that one person occupies a compartment, but at least scattered writers, each compartment has a lot of empty seats, even if you occupy a compartment by yourself, no one will say anything.

Before the holiday, the relationship among Hogwarts colleges was already tense. On the train, everyone deliberately kept their distance.Little Snape could choose to be in a certain box in the last carriage of the train. This place is far away from the front of the train. When the train is relatively empty, generally no one would be willing to travel such a long distance to come here, which is why the little Snape Snape chose this place because it was the least disturbed place.

And he did have his ears clean for a long time, at least he almost fell asleep on the Hogwarts train.In fact, the train is not a good place to sleep, for example, the train rattles and vibrates constantly, the noise is not small, and the most important thing is that you don’t know when other people will come to you trouble.

When little Snape was about to fall asleep, he heard a sound from the next door, a scream that almost screamed out the soul of the person.He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but the carriage door was pulled open in an instant.

A Slytherin girl with a ponytail came in, looking out of breath.

"Snape, so you're here."

Little Snape stood up and walked slowly towards the girl in front of him. "What did you do next door?"

"No," the girl pretended to be innocent, she had stabilized her breathing now, "Obviously I didn't do anything, didn't I stay here with you all the time?"

"Yeah," said Snape coldly, "If I were you, I would clean up my clothes and eliminate the smell on my body instead of letting them stimulate other senses."

The Slytherin girl immediately looked down at her clothes, and immediately started to clean them up.

"Also, I wouldn't choose such a close box, because it's too easy to be spotted."

Before little Snape finished speaking, someone opened the door of the box again. The moment the door was opened, little Snape had already noticed that several prefects were standing at the door.The people at the door all held wands and looked menacing.

At this time, Snape was also holding a wand in his hand, and the two sides seemed to have begun to confront each other invisibly.

"What are you doing here?" said little Snape in a low voice.

"Someone attacked a female student in the next car and poured a potion on her."

"So you think it's us?" said Snape, narrowing his eyes. "Just because we're next door?"

In fact, they did have no proof.Little Snape hadn't done it before, so he wasn't worried at all.

"It's your fault, don't think no one knows." said a girl standing at the end, and Snape recognized it as a Hufflepuff. "It's either the two of you doing it together, or one of you is protecting the other."

"We've been here," the Slytherin girl said confidently. "We heard the voice, and you came when we were going to check."

"Relax," the Slytherin prefect came in, turned around and stood in front of little Snape and the girls, "Aren't you going to put this blame on Slytherin without evidence?" let's go?"

Lupine, who has never had much presence, suddenly said: "No, we didn't say that, remember, from the beginning we just wanted to see if there was anyone nearby, we didn't say anything, and you don't have to be so anxious denial."

"Obviously your consistent approach makes us feel very insecure. Besides, do you think someone who has done such a thing would be so stupid to just run into the next compartment?" said the Slytherin prefect.

Behind the prefect, from an angle invisible to everyone, the girl's head was lowered, her expression twitching abnormally.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the encouragement of so many people. The main line of this article has been under control, and it has been completely determined from the beginning→_→It’s just that I didn’t expect to write the main line, so much foreshadowing is needed==

What I am worried about now is...if the 120w words are finished, will there be top-heavy rush omg...(┳_┳)...It is really not easy to write a text, not to mention too many brain cells die, the rest are not dead I'm worried that I didn't explain everything clearly, so thank you, I will continue!

Thanks to the little cute Xia Gouyan for the landmines