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Chapter 610 Dumbledore tries to deceive

The journey with Dumbledore was much more interesting than Andrew had imagined. Apart from the fact that people around him kept complaining about tinnitus, nothing strange happened along the way.

Although they did not discuss anything too unorthodox due to the safety of the spell, the discussion about herbs along the way was enough to keep Andrew occupied for a long time.

Perhaps Dumbledore was truly an absolute genius, or he had never given up his in-depth study of herbs. Anyway, Andrew's performance in the Herbology class after cramming last school year was still not good enough in Dumbledore's eyes, and he could only barely keep up with the conversation.

"Incredible teaching, Professor Dumbledore," Ender shook his head. "I have no doubt that you can teach any subject at will."

"After living longer, you will find that the wizarding world has a lot of knowledge and is very interesting. There is nothing to brag about, Taylor." Dumbledore looked at Andrew and shook his head. "It's different from a legend. I didn't have the feat of reading through the entire library when I was in school."

Although Andrew felt a little guilty about what he said, his already strong occlumency gave him the courage and confidence to continue the conversation. "So what now, Professor?"

"I'm not very good at divination and the dark arts."

Dumbledore smiled and replied to Andrew, "The rest is pretty good."

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Andrew was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help showing a look of surprise - No, it's just a legend, have you really finished reading it?

That’s a whole library’s worth of books!

He now understood that Dumbledore was giving him extra lessons in Herbology - after all, Castrobus was good at this, so he had to give advice and could not show his weakness.

I get it. Just brag about the next legend. Bragging about being the best may lead to a lot of doubts, but there will be nothing wrong with being given a lot of master titles.

"I read in a legend that the first thing you taught was anti-dark magic?"

"Well, I was pretty good at dealing with that, and there was a shortage of professors at the time, so I took over the position for a while." Dumbledore glanced at the clouds outside the window. "Then there was a lot of chaos and it was very boring. During that time, I visited many schools and attended many meetings, and then slowly became the vice-president..."

He looked at Andrew with a gentle gaze, "Why don't you give it a try? Be a professor of Transfiguration for a few years, then run around and attend meetings, and finally become a vice-president so I can retire?"

"I'm only in the fifth grade. To be exact, I'm not even in the fifth grade yet, Principal." Andrew shook his head. "Besides, I'm not good at teaching. Even if I stay in school, I'd rather be an alchemy professor than a transfiguration professor."

Although it sounds a bit strange, Dumbledore is obviously not joking - if he dares to let go, Dumbledore will let him go to the principal's office for internship when he returns to school!
Andrew has great faith in his principal's ability to take action in this regard. He has been working there part-time for a long time and will definitely not be deceived again!
"How about Muggle Studies, or a new course? The Ministry is still discussing a dream management course anyway, why not add one more? You can popularize the research issues to the students?"

"No," Andrew shook his head like a rattle. Wouldn't it be nice to use the funds from the Ministry of Magic and the school to do experiments? He was crazy enough to correct homework and make papers. Wouldn't it be nice if alchemy was only taught in the sixth grade?

Although he had never even taken a formal alchemy course at Hogwarts and had no qualifications at all, he was very confident.

"Wouldn't it be good to get in touch with young people more and pass on your ideas to those young heads?"

Dumbledore did not give up. "Weren't you fine before?"

"As a professor, you have to be responsible. It's okay for good students, but what about those who can't keep up with the studies?" Andrew spread his hands, determined not to be fooled. "Those who stay for the tea party over there are either top students with spare time or young wizards with the same hobbies. The natural threshold is selected." "I don't need to do any supervision, nor do I need to be responsible for their grades. Everyone gathers together because of their interests," Andrew shook his finger, "and because of my reputation, I just suppressed the discussion of concepts and ideals. I don't think I can convince all the third-year students. If I am responsible for their grades, then I'm doomed."

He handles school chores by setting up restrictions and making rules. How can he do the job of a professor?

He would not fall for Dumbledore's trick and become a professor of a third-year elective course to create trouble for himself - if he started teaching from the first year, he would just be prepared for a fight with him.

“What if I promise to retire within ten years?”

Dumbledore's smile dropped and his expression became serious.

Obviously, this time it's not a joke, and there's no laughing matter involved. It's not going to work to make excuses by throwing a tantrum.

But Andrew simply shook his head and refused.

Is he crazy? Being a principal?

Not to mention that Dumbledore will retire within ten years, even if Professor McGonagall retires within ten years, he has no intention of taking over.

"I'm really not good at this, Headmaster," Andrew shook his head firmly, "I have to worry about the food, clothing and education of the entire school every day, and I also have to consider the employment of graduates, the emotional problems of professors, the psychological problems of students, and the assessment of the Ministry of Magic... I can't do it."

"Well, it's a little too early for you."

Dumbledore looked at Andrew and sighed slightly, then smiled and nodded. "It's not impossible to be an alchemy professor. Our alchemy courses are indeed a little weak. It's good for you to come and add to the school's knowledge reserves. The next few years will be the era of alchemy, and we have to work harder on it."

"Yeah, I thought so, Professor."

Andrew nodded quickly, fearing that Dumbledore's whim would turn into a practical consideration.

"Then you should review the herbal medicine content you just learned. Although we are still some distance away from Castrobusa, you probably won't have time to review it in depth later."

"Yes, Professor."

Andrew nodded - after all, it was a formal entry and exit. Although he did not report it in advance for safety reasons, he still had to submit an entry certificate to the Ministry of Magic after getting off the plane. If he was really surrounded, it would be troublesome to sort out the things in his mind.

He closed his eyes and began to think seriously, organizing the information he got from Dumbledore into his own.

But on the other side, Dumbledore looked at Andrew and nodded - don't want it?

How could this be possible? Minerva had been looking for so many years to find someone who was good at handling these chores but not greedy. The most important thing was that his strength and talent were also guaranteed. It was not something that could be solved without thinking about it!

(End of this chapter)