Chapter 1609: ?Introduce yourself

　　 "Hmm, discuss terms..."
Dumbledore stuffed a piece of cockroach candy into his mouth and put away the extra. Su Ming seemed to hear the sound of the crustacean popping in the old man’s mouth, but the old mage himself didn’t think anything was wrong. Licking his finger tastefully, he continued:
　　 "I am old and my mind is not good. I really can't think of any deal in the magic world in the United States that can offer me?"
Su Ming took out the cigarette case from his belt and gave Dumbledore a cigarette but was declined, so he ordered one by himself: "I did just come from Washington, DC, but I represent Karma in the Himalayas. Taj, and the Vault of Heaven Council established there."
The mage opposite 　　 was confused, as if trying to find these unfamiliar names from his own memory, but obviously, he had found nothing.
　　 The old man took off the pointed hat, put it on the cushion of the sofa, and reached out to smooth the wrinkles on it.
"Perhaps I should go back to Hogwarts and bring the Pensieve, because I can't remember what you said and the organization it represents. But I know the Himalayas are snow monsters, and I remember Who is it, seems to have published a book on how to deal with snow monsters..."
　　 He fell into his thoughts again.
　　 Su Ming has always been very calm about his performance. If anyone thinks Dumbledore is old and confused, he is really stupid.
Although the old man’s acting style is a bit funny, he is actually one of the most powerful magicians in the world. Although the lethality of magic in this world is far less than that of Marvel and DC, there are many things here. Unreasonable.
　　 For example, if the old man poured a bottle of fortune on the spot and then confronted himself, Su Ming was really not sure that a wrist could win the will of a world.
　　 Many of the magic and props in the Harry Potter world are good things with extremely low thresholds, but they can achieve miraculous effects. Su Ming came to Taobao, not to make enemies.
　　 Dealing with the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic is too much trouble, so the partner of cooperation is only to choose one of the black and white devil.
　　 Voldemort specializes in magic in the soul realm, but Su Ming has several big liches in the Sky Council, and there are demon kings that can be used in Marvel or DC, and soul magic has no attraction to him.
　　 Dumbledore is more valuable. He can do all kinds of magic. Although he has a strong wrist, he is also milder than Voldemort. He is a good candidate.
　　 After all, Su Ming is a foreigner, and he doesn't know how many good things there are in the magical world. Finding a knowledgeable person to help collect is the way to get twice the result with half the effort, and then it is better for the two parties to exchange whether there is something through trading.
　　 The surname Deng is good, and there are many places to use, referred to as Dumbledore.
　　 The only problem is that this old man is very suspicious, and he will directly convince him of the existence of a multi-element universe. He will definitely think it is some kind of invasion conspiracy.
　　 So Su Ming intends to train some young people here, and at the same time help Dumbledore deal with his opponents, and everything will come naturally in a few years.
　　 "Yes, although I am an American, I am not a member of the Ifamoni School of Magic, I just have a relationship with those people." Facing the old mage's stupid stunt, Death Knell also took out a stunt-nonsense.
　　 Dumbledore smiled, his wrinkled walnut-like face showed a clear look. If it is someone related to ‘that’ academy, it’s understandable to know some secrets.
　　 He stretched out his wand and lit the lighter on the coffee table. The lighter grew two legs, jumped on the opponent's knee to help light the cigarette, and then returned to the table to return to its original state.
The old man pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Ah, it looks like the Kama Taj you are talking about should also be a magic school, but it's on the high mountains of Asia. Well, you almost confused me. Ugh."
"It is indeed a good school of magic, it's just a small house with a few students. The Supreme Mage was also sealed by myself, which is actually what the principal meant." Su Ming slid along the pole, and Dumbledore seemed to find a good excuse for himself .
　　 The old mage touched his beard. Although he probably knew the number of the uninvited guests, his purpose was still unknown.
　　 He didn't completely believe in the stranger, because this time he met, it would be better to say that the stranger kidnapped Mrs. Figg and Harry Potter, so he had to come.
　　 And the other party does not eat cockroach chocolate, who would refuse this kind of thing as a real mage? Severus would, but he is a boring person. Is this person in front of him also boring?
　　 Thinking about it, Dumbledore ran off the track, as if he was taking a nap, his head lowered.
After a while, he raised his head as if he was awakened from a dream, and looked at Su Ming again, but this time his eyes became a little different. He asked: "You said it was related to'those people'. , Who is it related to?"
　　 "Aesop Thrall, the founder of Ifamuni Academy..." Su Ming opened his mouth.
"Impossible!" Dumbledore shook his head violently, his beard twisted into a ball: "As far as I know, one of Ms. Thor's two daughters is a dumb gun, and the other is unmarried. Her two adopted children represent Half of the Bout family formed what is now the "Magical Congress of America," and the other one returned to England and became the prototype of the Auror. You say that your surname is Wilson, which means you have nothing to do with them."
　　Too excited, he couldn't even care about pretending to be confused, and told a series of magical secrets.
　　 It’s no wonder that the name Aesop Thrall may sound strange, but her mother's surname was Gunter before marriage, which means she is not ordinary at all.
As we all know, the Gunter family is a direct descendant of Slytherin. Even Voldemort’s dead mother was named Merope Gunter~EbookFREE.me~ If it weren’t for Aesop’s denial of his Slytherin lineage, I’m afraid Voldemort. She has to call her grandma...
　　 She originally wanted to go to Hogwarts when she was young, but her parents died and her bad aunt adopted her only for the secret of her blood and the wand of her ancestors, and she was not allowed to go to school.
Later, when she grew up, she was hunted down by her lunatic aunt and asked for the Slytherin wand. As there was no way to escape, she could only escape to the United States on the Mayflower in 1620. A few years later, Ifa was established there. Magic Academy.
In the beginning, her school was just a small stone house, used to teach her adopted son, the Bout brothers, to learn magic. However, more and more people came after hearing the news, and even the sons of shamans from nearby Indian tribes. .
　　 So this school grew bigger and bigger in the next few hundred years, and eventually became a giant castle larger than Hogwarts, standing on top of a mountain in the secret realm.
　　 The school she built also imitated the Hogwarts story she heard. It is also divided into four academies, namely Thunderbird, Ocelot, Hydra, and Goblin.
　　 But Slytherin pays attention to pure blood, but Aesop is on the contrary. Whether it is pure blood or magical creatures, even dumb guns or Muggles, they can go to school there.
　　 Facing a somewhat excited Dumbledore, Su Ming waved his hand:
　　 "Don't get excited, why are you interrupting me? I mean, Ms. Aesop...The neighbor is a distant relative of my ancestors."
　　 The old mage's neck stretched forward, and his glasses almost fell off the bridge of his nose. The bend was too big, right?