Chapter 74: Dumbledore's Little Story

教授 When Professor McGonagall found Maca, he was staying in the greenhouse with Willie, recording the growth of the last flowers.
哦 "Oh! Mr. McLean, you are here." Professor McGonagall opened the door of the greenhouse and immediately said, "Come with me, Dumbledore has something to ask you."
Maca closed the notebook without rushing, and then she looked up at the door.
"Okay, Professor McGonagall." After he said that, he turned to Willie again. "Miss Blois, I seem to have to leave. Go back when you're done. Don't wait for me here. "
He said, he sorted out the logbook, and followed Professor McGonagall to the principal's room.
Although I have been there several times, Maca has always been uncomfortable with it. Every time he faced Dumbledore, there was always an invisible pressure coming in, which kept him from relaxing at all times.
Especially this time, he did a lot of things that others don't know. But being able to hide from others does not mean that you can also hide from Dumbledore. In this, the grasp of a "degree" is very important.
She waited in the principal's room for a long time, and Dumbledore pushed in the door.
"How are you doing lately?" Dumbledore said easily, "Would you like some cold lemon juice?"
"I think it's a good idea." Maca nodded calmly.
两 After the two face to face, sitting at their desks, Dumbledore actively opened the topic.
"Presumably you must be very concerned, I have something to ask you at this time." Dumbledore said gently, "It's not that complicated--"
"I just invite you to come and listen to a little story."
She didn't understand what the so-called "little story" had to do with him, but it didn't prevent him from becoming a qualified listener.
"A long time ago, there was a young little wizard who had a happy family and a good life. When he entered Hogwarts to learn magic, he discovered his talent, and a series of Aspirations and ideals ... "
Dumbledore spoke softly, in a soothing tone, as if he was missing something.
Behind his half-moon-shaped glasses, the pale pupils glowed faintly.
"The ideal of this little wizard is simple, but it is also very large. As far as he is young, he did not consider the correctness of this ideal at that time."
"A few years later, the little wizard graduated from Hogwarts with the best grades ... but his family had a lot of accidents in these years, which forced him to interrupt his ideal."
"His sister was young at the time. When she was casting magic, she was attacked by three Muggle boys who saw her show her magical ability. This attack made his sister's spirit very disturbed-her magic Out of control. And their father used the curse to avenge the Muggle boys ... He made sure that his poor daughter would not be imprisoned at the Saint Mungo Magic Injury Hospital for life, and he took all the blame alone ... he was sent to Azkaban. "
"After that, their mother moved with them ..."
When I heard this, Maca immediately realized that the little wizard in this story was probably Dumbledore himself.
The story of Dumbledore continues ...
"Unfortunately, that's not the end of it." Dumbledore lifted his head slightly, the lens became brighter as the angle of the light changed, covering his slightly out of eyes.
"When the little wizard's sister was fourteen years old, her magic power went violently again ... This accident caused the mother's life to come to an abrupt end. At that time, the only little wizard brother who could prevent the sister's magic power from going away was not At home. "
"At that time, the little wizard was painful ... painful. But things have happened, irreversible, and life will continue. He bears the resentment of his brother, and comforts his self-reproaching sister, This broke up the broken family. "
When he said that, Dumbledore was silent for a while, and then he continued.
可 "But at this moment, a little wizard with the same ambitions appeared. They soon established a deep friendship and let the little wizard pick up his ideal again."
"They set out together, and found some clues that the little wizard had obtained during Hogwarts school ... During this period, the little wizard lost his emotions in order to take a test."
Hearing here, Maca's heart jumped, and a lot of questions were almost coming out of her throat.
But when he saw that Dumbledore was still immersed in his story, when he reached the mouth, he was swallowed forcibly again.
Perhaps Dumbledore was also one of the candidates; perhaps, Dumbledore knew his little secrets long ago; or maybe this sudden conversation was born because of this.
Maka decided not to interrupt Dumbledore's story. He would always tell himself if he wanted to say something.
"... and at this moment, the little wizard's brother pointed out that it would be impossible for the little wizard to become a hero leader if his sister was concerned. The little wizard's best friends were very angry about it and cast it on the little wizard's brother A heart-cursing spell. "
"At this time, the sealed emotion of the little wizard was loosened-he protected his younger brother. But also because of this, a messy duel broke out between the three. In the chaos, the little wizard's sister hoped to be able to Help my brothers, but they were killed by a spell cast by somebody! "
Dumbledore's long white beard trembled slightly, seemingly still not relieved.
"The emotion of the little wizard was restored, and the original helpless test passed ... but he gave up all the subsequent tests and his ideals. He didn't know what the meaning of his persistence has always been-- My sister is dead, my brother hates him forever, and even my best friends have fled far away. "
Speaking of this, Dumbledore suddenly looked at Maca, his eyes sharp and serious.
"What would you do if it were you?" He asked.
Maca pursed her lips, her face still calm. He was thinking, thinking, and really thinking about it, but he didn't know.
After a long while, Maca finally said, "You need to find the answer to this question."
Dumbledore stretched his face, he looked at Maca, and after a while he actually smiled.
"You are better than the little wizard in this story," said Dumbledore, "he eventually gave up searching, and you may not."
"It's probably because I'm a Hufflepuff," said Maka.
Dumbledore called Maca this time, as if he was really just telling such a story. In the following time, two wizards, one old and one young, sat opposite each other, drinking lemon juice without thinking, thinking about their own affairs, and leaving until the beginning of the dinner.
Dumbledore may or may not fully understand the things Maca did. But he didn't mean to ask at all.
This time, the whole banquet lasted all night.
Harry and Ron both got some extra points, which made Gryffindor finally win this year's Academy Cup.
After a while, Professor McGonagall stood up and told them that the school decided to cancel the exam in order to entertain everyone. All students except Hermione are happy about it.
Dumbledore announced that, unfortunately, Professor Lockhart could not return next semester. Everyone heard the news and burst into cheers-no matter what kind of miracle he created, his course was really bad.
In addition, it is worth mentioning that several teachers are applauding for this.
In addition to these surprises, this banquet is really lively, but Maca has not been used to this lively scene. Especially recently, he always likes to think alone when no one is there.
中 Halfway through the banquet, he took a drink and walked outside the hall.
"Professor Lockhart?" Maca turned back suddenly, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Why did you come out too? Shouldn't you be the one who enjoys this party the most? You are the hero of Hogwarts this term. "
Lockhart heard that he shook his head with a bitter smile and a rare sense of realism appeared on his face.
"A lot of people have told me all kinds of things, but I never took their words to heart." He said, "But this time, after I experienced it myself, I realized that in a stimulating How boring it is to be an incompetent spectator in an adventure. "
Maca glanced at him and said calmly, "It seems that I can look forward to your next book."
When Lockhart heard these words, his eyes widened.
哦 "Oh-" he couldn't help but sigh, "I can't believe it, are you really a child who hasn't finished reading in second grade? How do you know-"
"When a writer feels 'boring' about his story, he will most likely tear off his manuscript and recreate a new story."
Obviously, Maca has concluded that Lockhart will never write this incident as another "false novel".
"I think you will be a terrible wizard in the future." Lockhart couldn't help it.
Maca gave him a stiff smile.
"That being the case, it is the wisest choice to be friends with such a terrible wizard." He said dryly, "Maybe there is something to ask you in the future, so remember to protect your visibility in the magic world. "
"Haha, of course." Lockhart smiled awkwardly.
This night, the night sky is still so deep, the stars are flickering, as if telling people on the ground: everything in the world will return to peace like the rotation of stars and moons.