Hogwarts: Harley from the Witch Path

Chapter 128 Do you desire eternal life?

Author: It’s Witch Harley

Chapter 128 Do you desire eternal life?

Everything was as usual in the principal's office, and there were no signs of any items being moved.

It seemed that Professor Dumbledore was so confident in his return that he never considered moving at all.

At this time, Professor Dumbledore was sitting behind the desk, with his fingers clasped together and a kind smile on his face.

The old principals in the portraits were not pretending to sleep at all, but were visiting each other to celebrate the return of Professor Dumbledore.

"Good evening, dear Professor Dumbledore." Harry took the initiative to say hello, while Fawkes gently flapped his wings and returned to the shelf nearby.

"Good evening, Harry. Would you like some milk?" Professor Dumbledore waved his wand, and a chair appeared out of thin air.

"No, I just had a big meal in the kitchen."

"That's good." Dumbledore nodded slightly, "I came to see you tonight mainly because I wanted to talk about your battle this afternoon.

Although I have already seen the video, I still want to know from your first perspective what exactly happened this afternoon?"

Harley did not hesitate and immediately began to describe the story she had prepared in the kitchen.

Anyway, the old man in front of him has his own battle images, so there is no need to hide most of the information.

After listening to Harry's words, Professor Dumbledore nodded:

"Harry, thank you for resolving the existential crisis at Hogwarts.

So I want to express my gratitude to you. I think you deserve a Hogwarts Special Award.

In addition, I want to tell you good news. You may get the second-level medal of Sir Merlin for killing the basilisk and protecting your classmates.

After all, there is precedent to follow.

In 1899, Mr. Olevin Drake killed a fire dragon alone in order to protect a Muggle village, so he was awarded the third degree of the Order of Merlin.

Based on your age and special status, I think you may even be awarded a second-level medal and have the opportunity to compete for the status of the British youth representative of the Wizengamot."

The old man's voice was very calm, as if he was doing some kind of official business. However, several old principals on the wall suddenly clapped their hands, seeming very excited.

If Harry remembered correctly, they were all headmasters who graduated from Gryffindor. No wonder the headmasters next to them rolled their eyes.

"Professor, I feel like you are a little unhappy about this?" Harry asked Professor Dumbledore tentatively without paying much attention to the reactions of the old principals.

"Unhappy? No, dear Hallie, I'm proud of you. If your parents knew what you've achieved now, I think they would be proud of you too."

Dumbledore shook his head,

"I'm just a little concerned, a concern based on things that have happened to me in the past.

Harley, the following words are not spoken as a principal, but as an old man who has a very good personal relationship with your grandfather and parents.

I hope you can stay away from politics as much as possible, and even if you are close to politics, you will not be contaminated by the filth in the Ministry of Magic.

Also, although you have achieved a series of statuses at a young age, I hope you will not become complacent or even arrogant because of these honors."

Although there was no long speech, just two simple sentences, Harry immediately understood Professor Dumbledore's concerns.

Although it has not been in contact with the Ministry of Magic for a long time, Harry has seen the incompetence of Fuji, unknowing current affairs and greed.

Even the Minister of Magic is the case, where can the people below be better?

The Ministry of Magic, who has been held for so long by the pure blood family, I am afraid that it has already decayed from the root.

Although I do n’t understand what the so -called “worry about myself”, Professor Dumbledore ’s meaning.

But he doesn't want to contact politics too much, which is understandable.

Regarding honor, young and famous is always one of the most likely to destroy people. Professor Dumbledore reminds himself.

"Professor, thank you for your reminder." Harry combed the hair in front of her eyes gently, "I understand what you mean, and I will pay attention to these."

Hearing the words, Professor Dumbledore didn't say anything more.

After all, Harry is so excellent, he also believes that Harry's wisdom can understand these.

"Professor, so you are looking for me, just to inform me?" Harry and Professor Dumbledore had been with each other for a long time, and it was even more open.

She leaned behind the chair, raised her hands high, and stretched her back.

When Fox saw Harry holding his hands, he suddenly flew down from the shelf, and he pierced into Harry's arms.

When Harry reached out to touch his feathers, Fox also happily pinched Harry's fingers with his head.

Harry watched Professor Dumbledore while rubbing the bird in her arms.

"It seems Fox really likes you ..." Professor Dumbledore smiled and looked at the pet he had rebelled. He didn't care about him to please others in front of himself.

Is this not sure? Harry secretly thought in her heart that the first impression of the witch's own impression was not blowing.

What's more, according to the information disclosed by Hagrid, Fox has just been reborn once. Presumably the magic resistance during this time is not high.

In addition, when I occasionally encounter Fox in Herge, he always feed him to eat some, so the relationship between one person and one bird is very good.

"... Okay, let's return to the topic. The main purpose I find you tonight is to understand the conversation between Tom and you and your impression of him."

"Professor, is there any problem?" Harry tilted his head gently, while he rolled a long tail feathers in Fox with his fingers.

"Of course there is a problem." Dumbledore waved the wand lightly, and the diary flew out of the cabinet, covering a golden spherical film on the outside.

Harry looked at it, and suddenly found that it seemed to be a Phoenix flame, and there was still a alchemy rune on it.

"Speak on the question, the curse of the diary is really exquisite, I almost suffer in unintentional."

Dumbledore was unintentionally mentioned, and then returned the attention back to the diary.

"After getting this diary, I have a guess to be confirmed, and I have proposed a new guess."

"What is it?" Harry asked interested.

Dumbledore hesitated, but did not answer immediately, but asked Harry a question:

"Harry, I hope you look at my eyes to answer me, do you long for eternal life?"

Why do I be eager? I am an old witch, and I have achieved this goal!

So I definitely don't want to, after all, I don't want to eternal life because I already have eternal life. As for whether you desire, it doesn't matter if you are.

This thought flashed through Harry's mind, but Harley only chose to express a small part of it: "Professor, I don't desire eternal life."

Professor Dumbledore stared into Harry's green eyes, and then sighed softly.

"Harry, I believe you told the truth." The old man's voice seemed a little tired.

Even Fawkes heard it, flew out of Harry's arms, landed on Professor Dumbledore's shoulders, and gently rubbed his head against his master.

"You know, Harley? I've always been worried about you.

From the first time we met, you have shown exceptional talent in black magic. The black flame you use is full of curses and evil.

I've made a few guesses about this, and they're all based on some particularly evil black magic that Tom has performed.

So I was scared that a gifted kid like you would go down the wrong path like Tom or someone else.

But in the past two years, you have never shown the same tendency as them. Instead, you were unmoved when faced with the Philosopher's Stone, and did not flinch when faced with the Basilisk and Young Tom.

I guess that's the difference between you, you're Gryffindor and they're Slytherin or...

Anyway, Hallie, I feel really relieved."

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu, a book friend whose tail number is 2617, for the tip!)

(End of chapter)