The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Dumbledore took a sip of tea and looked up to see Lind looking strange.

"What's wrong? This expression?" The old principal was extremely calm, "You were in a daze for so long, I thought you fell asleep."

"I just went to do some errands. My mind is a little messed up. It is the first time I have tasted the spiciness of love in person. My tongue has now turned into toad skin, and it hurts very much when I open my mouth."

Dumbledore asked in surprise: "You were just in a daze, what could you do?"

"The whole universe is in my mind, what can't be done?" Linde asked, leaving the old principal speechless.

He was silent for a moment, and could only hold back one sentence: "You are awesome. I can't imagine your life, Lin. Just be happy."

"Are you praising me or hurting me?"

"Are you done with that girl?"

"Yes."

"Are you interested in talking about it? Don't worry about leaking it. I can extract this memory afterwards and store it in the safest safe in Gringotts."

Linde pinched his eyebrows and said, "I don't want to talk about this."

"Well, no matter what, you will always be my favorite student. Even if I never teach you anything. If you have nothing to do, just stay at Hogwarts for a few days and teach the new students a lesson."

"I don't have time, professor. I'm busy dating a nice girl. She's also a professor now. I even have to attend her lectures."

Dumbledore pretended to be shocked, "Teacher and student are in love?"

Linde was silent.

The old principal, like a wise old man, talked about the various advantages of teacher-student love.

"Imagine this scene. A young and beautiful girl is dressed dignifiedly, with a serious and nervous expression, waving a pointer on the podium. She looks like a teacher. In your eyes, she is obviously more shy than Lilac, and you just look at her and laugh. She As soon as he saw you smiling, he stammered nervously, and angrily asked you to answer the question.

"At this time, your perfect answer will make her hesitate again, unable to get off the stage, and she will have to ask you to sit down angrily.

"She would also use the excuse of your poor performance to ask you to go to her office after class. Other students thought you were going to be in trouble, but they didn't know that you had a great time chatting with the young female professor, and all they talked about was sweet words. "

Linde's impression of Dumbledore was completely overturned. When he talked about these things, he looked like a young man in his twenties who loves fantasy. He has accomplished nothing and has nothing to offer, but he always feels that someone will love him.

"Professor, why do you know so much? Didn't you also have such a romantic affair back then? Which professor was it? It can't be Professor McGonagall. She is a generation behind you, and she had a Muggle in her early years. Love. Who else could it be? Could it be Ms. Matilda Weasley?"

Dumbledore showed an enigmatic smile and warned by the way: "Don't peek into my past. I know you have become a powerful diviner now, but your transcript at Hogwarts is still in my hand. "

Linde was furious, "It's just two failures. Why didn't you mention my other nine excellent ones and one good one?"

"The deal is done, young man." Dumbledore smiled, "Let this little stain follow you, just like the most attractive part of a girl is the freckles on her face. The flaws in life make you truly feel alive."

Lind just pretended to be angry. Of course he didn't mind. In fact, among all the courses at Hogwarts, the ones that impressed him the most were Divination and Arithmancy. People always prefer to remember failures.

"Professor, do you ever feel tired of living?"

Dumbledore's eyes became wary, "Traitor, what do you want to do?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious. For an old guy like you, there are times when life feels boring. What do you do to pass the time?"

"Work, if I don't work for a day, I will be immersed in the Pensieve, constantly watching the memories that break my heart. Lin, you shouldn't make an old man sad."

"Arianna is alive, are you still not satisfied?"

"That was before. My life is happy now. Before I die, I want to make more amends to my family."

"Work, work, a way of exchanging life for money." Linde offered an olive branch at the right time. "It just so happens that I recently built a floating city in another universe and am also planning to build a magic school. The graduates will start their own businesses. Contribute GDP to the multiverse and provide talents to the whole society. Do you want to support us?"

Dumbledore waved his hand with a smile, "I have already served as the principal of Hogwarts and cannot take care of another school for you."

"I didn't say I invited you to be the principal."

The old professor's face stiffened and he said unhappily: "I don't have time to be a professor."

"It's not about being a professor. In fact, you meet our admissions standards."

"Admissions standards?!"

Now it was Linde's turn to lean back happily on the chair, pick up the tea cup and take a sip. "That's right. In the mage profession, the older you get, the better you get. You are also young and there is still a lot of room for improvement. It is most appropriate to be a new student."

Dumbledore didn't even understand what the so-called young age had to do with him. He had lived for more than a century. The old headmaster was born in a time when Queen Victoria was still on the throne. Did he lead Britain or the Empire on which the sun never sets? .

"What would you teach me if I were a student?"

"Some very common topics, such as immortality, divinity, godhead, soul of the universe, etc. I have hired several professors, Io, Ilúvatar, Stan Lee, Moon Shadow, Eternity, Galactus, plus I myself should be qualified to be a teacher, right?"

Dumbledore was numb for a while, with a particularly dull expression on his face, which made Lind chuckle to himself.

"Are you going to spread this dangerous knowledge? What if someone uses it to harm the world? Aren't you worried that evil people will gain the upper hand?"

"For Muggles, the magic in Hogwarts is quite dangerous. There are many dark magic books hidden in the library. Will you choose to bring magic into the coffin for this reason?"

"Okay. You convinced me. However, I haven't had time to report recently. Hogwarts may hold the Triwizard Tournament this year. Have you heard of this ancient competitive competition? It is a grand event in the wizarding world. , it’s a pity that you have graduated, otherwise we would definitely win this year.”

"The Triwizard Tournament? It's interesting. Otherwise, I'll hold one in Delinriel and let the outstanding mages from Hogwarts, Winterhold College and Rhea Lucaria compete. Professor, how about you? Represent Hogwarts."

"Aren't you also an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts?" Dumbledore winked.

"But I am also a graduate of Winterhold and a transfer student from Rhea Lucalia. If there is a competition, I won't help anyone. I can't be a slave of the third surname, right?"

The old principal is quite old, and one good thing is that he has a wide range of knowledge. He has actually read "Three Kingdoms" and laughed when he heard the words, like Mr. Wolong.

"Anyway, you're going to stay here for a few days before leaving. You're not allowed to go anywhere. If I don't see you for a day, I'm really not used to it."

"Stay a few days, then stay a few days."