Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 271 Everyone Has Secrets

Both Harry and Horace were stunned, and Harry was even more surprised. She just watched the battle between Hermione and Ike in the Department of Mysteries before. is different.

Horace was different from Harry. As a well-known master of potions in the entire wizarding world, he had also taught countless outstanding students. He could see the mystery of those golden threads and the magic circle under his feet.No matter from which angle or where you look at it, this shouldn't be something a wizard who hasn't graduated can do.

Besides, she is underage!

Of course, he didn't know about this. Hermione, who had been using the time-turner for several years, was strictly an adult wizard.But even that is outrageous enough.

Not magic at all!
Hermione didn't maintain the magic for too long, and after expressing her attitude, she waved her hand and withdrew.At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the living room, and then Dumbledore walked in while wiping his hands.

This actually woke up Horace and Harry, especially Horace, who seemed to be taken aback, coughed unnaturally, and said, "Oh, Albus, you're back. The time is not short, have diarrhea?"

"No, I just flipped through the Muggle magazines, some of which are very interesting." Dumbledore replied with a smile, and then said to Harry and Hermione, "Okay, Harry, Hermione, we have already disturbed Holla It's been a long time, time to go."

Harry and Hermione walked towards Dumbledore together when they heard the words, but Horace was stunned. He was a little confused about what Dumbledore was going to do.

"Are you leaving?" he asked in surprise.

"Yes." Dumbledore straightened his cloak and said with a smile, "It's a pity that you refused to accept this job. I really miss the time I worked with you."

"Ah... so, well, I..."

"Goodbye, Horace, if you want to change your mind, Hogwarts welcomes you at any time." Dumbledore waved his hand, then turned and walked outside.

Harry and Hermione followed closely behind, but before they could walk out the door, they heard a shout behind them: "Okay! Okay! You win!"

"Albus, I promise!"

Dumbledore stopped, not forgetting to wink at Harry and Hermione as he turned.At this time, Horace had chased him out, leaning on the door frame, panting.

"Are you willing to go back to Hogwarts and come out to work again?"

"Yes, yes." Horace seemed a little impatient, "Yes, I must be crazy..."

"Great!" Dumbledore smiled happily, "Then, we will meet when school starts on September [-]st."

"Okay, no problem...damn..."

They watched Horace walking back to the living room while muttering in great annoyance. After a while, there was a scream and a few curses, mixed with the sound of something falling to the ground.

Harry still wanted to go back and see what happened to Horace, but Dumbledore pulled him out of the house with a smile.

Walking out along the garden path, it was obvious that Dumbledore was in a very good mood, and he even hummed a song.

"Nice job, Harry, and Hermione," he said.

"We didn't do anything." Harry was still a little puzzled, and Dumbledore continued, "You did a lot, and you showed Horace what he could get when he returned to Hogwarts. "

"Safety, Garen, and his most important honor."

"Glory?" Harry asked.

"Yes, glory." Dumbledore said, "Horace is a very lovely person. He likes material things and a luxurious life, but what he likes most are those who are outstanding, successful, and powerful. people's admiration and respect for him."

"When he was at Hogwarts before, he always picked his favorite students, but without exception, they were all outstanding in a certain way. Maybe it was because of intelligence, or it could be because of talent or charm, plus He has a special talent, and he looks at people who will go on to be successful in all walks of life."

"What you don't know is that Horace built a club around himself, full of his protégés. He got them to know each other and make connections, and he always got something out of it."

"Maybe it's a great bottle of mead, or it might be a ticket to a game, or the right to recommend people to a certain department."

Hearing this, Harry's face darkened unconsciously.Dumbledore's words gave him a bad impression of the fat old man who was about to become his professor, and reminded him of Ron's most hated creature.Like a spider Horace wove a vast web to satisfy his every need.

He thought of what Horace had said in the living room before. Although he was not prejudiced, there was still a hint of doubt in what he said. It seemed that it was impossible for a Muggle-born wizard like Hermione to pass the OWLs exam. Two certificates, twelve O's.

This prejudice reminded him of a person.

"Professor, this Huo..."

"It should be Professor Slughorn now, Harry." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I know what you want to ask, I don't mean to make you wary of him, but I hope you can keep alert."

"He will definitely win you over, and you will definitely become treasures in his 'collection'. The boy who survived, the savior, and the talent that will make everyone jaw-dropping."

"I have to say, Hermione, that hand you showed just now was really great!" Dumbledore gave a thumbs up as he said that.

Hearing that, Hermione didn't react as much as Harry did, but looked up at Dumbledore seriously, and asked softly, "Professor Dumbledore, what do we need to do?"

"You don't need anything, Hermione." Dumbledore also replied seriously, "Everything will be fine."

He looked at Hermione, who was still serious and serious, and was silent for a while, then shook his head helplessly, and said, "Okay, I can tell you something, but you have to promise not to let other people know... Of course, like you A good friend of mine can also be known."

Dumbledore paused, as if he was trying to organize his words, and then continued: "You also know the current situation. What you have to admit is that the strengths of the two sides are not equal."

"So, I need to close that gap as much as possible, and Horace is a key guy."

"I need to confirm one thing from him, to get an answer, which is very important."

"What's the matter, Professor?" Harry asked.

"Sorry, it's not the time yet." Dumbledore shook his head, "But I swear, you will know when the time is right."

As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand.

"Okay, grab my arm now, and it's time to send you to the Burrow."

"It's late, I don't want to hear Molly's complaints..."

(End of this chapter)