Vol 3 Chapter 464: Additional private tutoring

"Good morning, Poppy!"
　　 "Good morning, principal... Mr. Potter seems to be waking up soon!"
　　 "That's great, I came to visit him!"
　　 "By the way, the principal, I heard that you are now temporarily serving as a potions teacher?"
　　 "Yeah, Poppy, even you know it?"
　　 "Students in the school and hospital have been discussing this all day, sounds like your course is quite popular?"
　　 "Perhaps... or maybe my way of education is different?"
　　……
　　 It was dark, he kept falling, falling, and continuing to fall into the abyss!
　　 suddenly only felt a golden thing flashing on the top of his head, which made him very annoying.
　　 He wanted to smash it with a punch, but his arm was too heavy to lift.
　　 blinked slightly, it turned out that it was just a pair of glasses.
　　 How strange.
　　 He blinked vigorously again, and this time, Albus Dumbledore's smiling face gradually appeared before him.
　　……
　　 "Good afternoon, Harry." Dumbledore greeted.
　　 Harry Potter stared at him blankly, then suddenly remembered!
　　 "Professor!" he yelled, "It's Draco Malfoy... he is planning something... in the responsive room... I found him and he cast a curse on me..."
　　 "Harry, please calm down, or Mrs. Pomfrey will drive me out." Dumbledore's face showed no fluctuation.
　　 Harry swallowed and looked around.
　　 He realized that he was lying on a hospital bed covered with white linen sheets, not in the dark, hidden room.
　　 "Mr. Malfoy will pay for his actions, and Professor Snape will punish him in accordance with school rules...he has always been very harsh." Dumbledore continued to respond.
　　 "You found everything he did in the Room of Request, right? You will fire him, right?" Harry asked hurriedly.
"Okay Harry, I'll say it again, don't get too excited..." Dumbledore smiled. "Professor Snape has told me that this is just an ordinary, student fight... Mr. Malfoy will be triggered. , He will be locked up for weeks...I believe Severus!"
　　 "But...but..." Harry only felt his grievances full of grievances, and had nowhere to tell.
"I know what you think, Harry; I also know, your attitude towards Mr. Malfoy!" Dumbledore's voice suddenly became a little serious: "You are a good boy, but Mr. Malfoy is not bad in nature. ...Everyone will make mistakes, but what we have to do is to prevent them from getting deeper and deeper in their mistakes, to let them know when they are lost..."
　　 Harry Potter swallowed: "I see, Professor."
　　 He lay there, not knowing what to say for a while.
　　 Dumbledore hummed happily and looked at the ceiling with a smile.
　　……
　　 "Professor!" As if to break the calmness of the scene, Harry took the initiative to say: "I heard that a new potions teacher has arrived. I don't know if he is..."
　　 "Oh, this question... I can tell you responsibly, it's me!"
　　 "Huh?" Harry Potter seemed taken aback.
"I think I have some knowledge in alchemy, and I probably don't have much problem with this duty." Dumbledore said, he shrugged: "Of course, I have been teaching for a few days now, although the response is somewhat mediocre. !"
Harry suddenly remembered the description of Dumbledore in the chocolate frog picture-"Dumbledore's well-known contributions include the discovery of twelve uses of dragon blood, and his partner, Nicholas Lemay, was very effective in alchemy"... Speaking of which, the principal is also a master of alchemy, so there is no big problem with being a teacher of potions.
　　 And when he thought that the new Potions teacher would not be Snape, he couldn't help but feel better.
　　 "By the way, how are you feeling now, Harry?" Dumbledore asked with some concern.
　　 "It's okay!" Harry thought for a moment, then nodded: "At least his mind is clear."
　　 "Then you come with me." Dumbledore suddenly became serious, he said.
　　 "But..."
　　 "We have limited time now!"
　　 "Well, Professor."
　　 "I will explain the situation to Poppi clearly, now you come with me..."
　　……
　　 They left the school hospital and walked in the castle until there was a single stone monster in the corridor on the eighth floor.
　　 With the appearance of Professor Dumbledore, the stone monster jumped aside, the wall behind it split in half, revealing an active spiral staircase behind it. Harry followed behind the principal and stepped up, as the stairs spiraled round and round, rising higher and higher, and finally came to the principal's office door with a brass knocker.
　　 Harry secretly looked around, trying to guess what Dumbledore did for calling him so suddenly.
　　 This circular office looks the same as usual, with many delicate silverware on the table. The portraits of the old principals of men and women were dozing off in their respective frames, and Dumbledore's magnificent Phoenix Fox stood on the perch behind the door, watching Harry with interest.
　　 "Professor, you seemed to mention that we have limited time?" Harry couldn't help but asked softly.
"Yes~EbookFREE.me~ You should be very clear about what happened at Christmas... We can't be enemies on both sides, so we must solve one side as quickly as possible." Dumbledore said calmly, in his voice But it revealed a seriousness.
　　 Harry nodded thoughtfully.
　　 "At Christmas time, I wrote to you that I would give you additional private tutoring." Dumbledore said in a serious tone: "You must be wondering, how I plan to teach you?"
"Yes, sir."
"I believe you must have a lot of mysteries in your heart... Fifteen years ago, what prompted Voldemort to kill you... What kind of relationship is there between you and Voldemort... Voldemort as a powerful Dark wizard, what kind of sinful act he did..." Dumbledore came one by one.
　　 Harry Potter only felt the sound of his breathing, which became a lot quicker.
　　 Dumbledore stood up, went around the table, and walked past Harry.
　　 Harry turned eagerly in his chair, watching Dumbledore leaning down in front of the cabinet by the door. When Dumbledore straightened up, he was holding a shallow stone basin familiar to Harry with a circle of weird symbols engraved on the mouth of the basin.
　　 He put the "meditation basin" on the table in front of Harry, and there were many silver floccules floating in the basin, that is, memories.
　　 "You look a little nervous." Dumbledore asked casually.
　　 "A little bit!" Harry smiled reluctantly: "I will work hard, professor!"