Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 42:42: What goes around, comes around!

The phoenix named Fox used its beak to gently tidy up Ian's messy hair.

The atmosphere in the air was somewhat stagnant.

Big eyes staring at small eyes.

Dumbledore's raised hand was in a dilemma as to whether to keep it raised or put it down. The old man, who had maxed out the Occlumency technique, could not hide the embarrassment on his face.

"It seems that Fox likes you very much. This is really rare. Most of the time, Fox's attitude towards humans can be regarded as rather cold."

Dumbledore could only use words to break the slightly embarrassing situation he was in.

"professor……"

Ian knew clearly that the furry bird on his head was definitely one of the most terrifying creatures in the wizarding world. He looked at Dumbledore for help.

Trying hard to keep the head balanced.

Although people have always been curious about the phoenix, just like Ye Gong’s love for dragons, cat lovers who like lions probably wouldn’t want to kiss a lion on the cheek.

"Don't worry, the Phoenix possesses greater intelligence than humans. It is just playing with you." Dumbledore's eyes behind the frame were also filled with surprise at this time.

He had indeed never seen Fawkes so close to anyone other than himself. Even those kind and brave little wizards would not let Fawkes be so close to them and take care of their "feathers".

Yes.

Fox now looked like he was grooming Ian's feathers, being extremely intimate.

"Ms. Elena said that you like playing with birds. Maybe you have a natural affinity with magical animals, just like Master Newt Scamander."

This is probably the most reasonable explanation Dumbledore could think of. As we all know, only the Dumbledore family has the ability to summon the phoenix in times of crisis.

This special and powerful magical animal's life does not come from reproduction from generation to generation, but is a response to a certain bloodline possessed by the Dumbledore family.

Perhaps other families may have similar bloodlines.

but.

Speaking of Fawkes the phoenix alone, it was born for Albus Dumbledore, and its will and emotions should have a deep connection with Albus Dumbledore only.

"Newt Scamander? Is he the author of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them?" Ian still didn't dare to move, trying his best to keep his body and head balanced.

The rich people in Dubai also say that the lions they raise are very docile. Do the servants around the rich people in Dubai dare to gamble?
"Yes, he and I are old friends. We once fought together closely." Dumbledore stared at the man and the bird in front of him, his eyes flickering inexplicably.

"If he knew there was a kid like you in the school, he might not refuse my invitation to the position. It seems I need to write a letter of temptation to Newt when I return."

Dumbledore smiled expectantly.

"Well, I don't think I have that kind of talent... I just felt like your bird was playing with me..." Ian could feel the phoenix above his head moving.

It had already started to groom Ian's eyebrows. This dangerous area was only a little distance away from his eyeballs, and Ian was worried that he would be pecked.

God knows whether Phoenix is ​​curious about the moving eyeballs.

so horrible.

Who would have thought that a bird-playing expert would one day be played with by a real bird!

"Okay, Fox, we should go back."

Dumbledore saw Ian's nervousness and finally called out to the phoenix.

"Qiang Qiang!"

After letting out a reluctant cry, the phoenix finally responded to Dumbledore's call. It flew gently from above Ian's head and turned into a red light and returned to Dumbledore.

"If you need any help, you can come to me or Professor Snape. He is a cold-faced man with a warm heart. We will all be happy to help you solve your problems."

It was unclear whether Dumbledore's words referred to the study of magic or something else. He smiled and waved to Ian, and instantly disappeared from the room along with the phoenix.

The ups and downs of space gradually slowed down.

Ian was left alone in the quiet living room, still feeling frightened.

Probably because he was still in shock.

He did not notice that a delicate texture on the back of his hand was gradually fading - in fact, not even Dumbledore noticed that it had lit up before.

perhaps.

Because no one can see it except Ian.

……

"Whoo~"

The space was distorted.

Dumbledore appeared in the corridor of Hogwarts Castle.

Night falls.

The corridor of the castle was covered by a soft and mysterious moonlight veil, and the ancient wall lamps along the winding corridors emitted a dim and warm light. "Fawkes, you were a little too rude today and scared the child." Dumbledore walked to the window, and the phoenix landed on his shoulder.

"Qiang Qiang!"

The fiery red phoenix hummed softly.

"You mean to say that you think he needs your care?" Dumbledore did not speak the language of the Phoenix, but he had lived with Fawkes for many years after all.

"Qiang!"

Phoenix responded again.

"It's incredible... two special children."

A gust of night wind passed through the window.

Dumbledore looked at the moon outside the window, his old face showing a calm expression. However, his deep, dazzling eyes seemed to reflect the completely different figures of a man and a woman.

He is thinking.

In doubt.

Whispering in a low voice.

"I just hope it's not what I imagined..."

The old man's figure seemed a little hunched in the night wind, with a sense of fatigue.

And just then.

"Da da da~"

Footsteps sounded.

A man wrapped in a black robe walked out from the depths of the castle, holding a few boxes in his hands. The smell of medicinal herbs began to fill the air.

"Sev."

Dumbledore did not turn around, but he accurately called out the name of the person who came.

"Oh, Albus, it looks like you're suffering from insomnia again. Perhaps I can give you a bottle of dreamless sleeping potion to at least save you from the torment of nightmares for the whole night."

Snape stopped with a forced smile.

"I just came back from outside."

Dumbledore finally turned around and looked at the box in Snape's hand. "Although I do feel that I will suffer from insomnia tonight, I still want to get rid of my dependence on potions."

Faced with such a response.

Snape simply nodded.

"Stupid choice."

He is still as sharp-tongued as ever.

"Don't you still need to make the Felicia Potion?"

Dumbledore judged what Snape was doing from the herbs in Snape's hand. This was probably a way to change the subject.

"If you want some medicine, I'll be here tonight."

Snape picked himself up and walked towards his office.

And just then.

"Wait a moment."

Dumbledore suddenly spoke up.

"Have you changed your mind?"

Snape turned his head expressionlessly.

"I just want to ask for something else. Of course, this request is just to satisfy my curiosity. I hope you won't have any misunderstandings because of it."

Dumbledore seemed to be choosing his words carefully, and seeing Snape's impatient expression, he hesitated and lowered his voice to ask.

"When you have time, can you go back and check the Prince family tree to see if there has been any intermarriage between the Prince family and the Dumbledore family in the last five generations?"

Same hallway.

The same two people.

however.

this time.

It was Snape's turn to be confused.

(End of this chapter)