Part-time as God of the Heavens

"I think this will leave a deep lesson for them." Professor McGonagall saw Dumbledore's automatic quill reply and couldn't help saying.

　　 "That's what I want to achieve." Dumbledore nodded, not denying it.

　　 "So, that kid, Harry, does he live there?" Professor McGonagall asked again.

"If he doesn't live there, he will return to live with the Dursleys. I think Mr. Potter will not be willing to go back after he comes out of there," said Dumbledore. "Of course, mine. Guessing does not necessarily represent Mr. Porter's ideas, so I will go there and ask for his own opinion."

　　 "It seems that Mr. Zhou is very important." Professor McGonagall said, "It's been a long time since you left the office frequently because of one person, Albus."

"I can't tell you yet. I can only say that this is a change, Minerva, I'm not sure what kind of change this is, and what consequences this change will bring... "Dumbledore lowered his head slightly and pondered for a while, then raised his head, watching Professor McGonagall with blue eyes, "I have to make everything clear. If everything goes well and develops in accordance with the ideal situation, then, wait until Mr. Zhou, you will know when our new professor enters Hogwarts and starts teaching."

　　 "You will always make the right choice."

"No, I'm not omnipotent, Minerva, I'm just an ordinary wizard, a little stronger than the others," Dumbledore put the envelope on the written envelope, and stood by the window, not knowing what it was. Looking at something, he paused for a while before saying, "I still have a lot of things I don't understand."

　　……

"wake up!"

　　 "Ah!" Harry was awakened.

　　 The soft bed and the smooth bedding were something Harry had never experienced before, not to mention that he saw Zhou Yi appear on the originally empty bed board with a wave of his hands.

Coupled with the things experienced throughout the day yesterday, the term "Dalu Daqi" shouldn't be used too aptly, and I have learned so much about magic, wizards, and the magic school and my parents... …Although there are more and more problems, it’s better than knowing nothing, growing up in a dark cupboard, and having to endure rolling eyes and scolding.

　　 With so many experiences, Harry fell into a deep sleep instantly after experiencing the soft bedding that resembled a cloud, and he didn't even dream of a single one.

　　 Until now——

"..." When he woke up, Harry was still a little confused. Looking at the surroundings, he didn't turn his mind. He thought he was in a dream. Until he saw Zhou Yi at the door, the memories of yesterday gradually came to his mind. .

　　 So this is not a dream? Harry thought.

　　 "It's really not a dream." Zhou Yi said.

　　 "Do you know what I'm thinking?" Harry was taken aback. "Is that the magic to detect memory?"

"Since there is the existence of the Forgotten Curse, why can't there be the magic to probe memory?" Zhou Yi smiled, "However, I didn't use this kind of magic. All your thoughts have been written on your face...Okay, Remember what I told you yesterday?"

　　 "Remember!" Harry nodded seriously.

　　 "That's good, then, let's start training!" Zhou Yi snapped his fingers, "Do warm-up exercises first, and then run!"

　　 "Huh?" Harry was taken aback, "Mr. Zhou... Zhou, shouldn't I... learn magic?"

"This has something to do with what I want to teach you, Harry," Zhou Yi said. "The magical power of a minor wizard is not much. Instead of teaching you magic at the beginning, it is better to teach you something you can learn now and Things to master quickly... like fitness."

　　 "Fitness?" Harry put on his glasses, looking very confused.

"Anyway, with your magic power, you can't use a few magic, so it's better to just copy it on the stick," Zhou Yi laughed, "Okay, let's get started, this training process will be very hard, Harry , Don't give up."

　　 "I will never!" Harry was confident.

　　 "Of course it couldn't be better." Zhou Yi threw a white exercise suit to Harry, turned and went downstairs, "After changing, come downstairs, get ready to start!"

　　 Harry hurriedly put on his clothes, and then he went downstairs by the underground stairs.

　　 Then, he saw an old man with white hair who was smiling and drinking some fragrant drinks with Zhou Yi. He didn't know how to make it for a while.

　　 "This is Mr. Albus Dumbledore, the most powerful wizard in the contemporary era, and the principal of Hogwarts, your future principal." Zhou Yi introduced.

　　 "Good morning, the principal!" Harry greeted quickly, and exclaimed in his heart.

　　 The most powerful wizard of our time? It sounds great, so Zhou should be great, because he can talk and laugh with such people! Harry thought.

　　 Thinking of this, Harry saw Zhou Yi and Dumbledore smile at the same time, and instantly reacted, both of them could see their thoughts!

　　 This feeling sucks... Harry thought.

　　 "Good morning, Mr. Potter," Dumbledore smiled. "It seems that you like it very much and don't want to go back again, right?"

　　 "Yes!" Harry answered decisively when he heard the words.

　　 If I hadn't experienced it before, I would endure the pain for a while, but now, if Harry were to return to the life he used to, Harry didn't know what he would become.

　　 "That's really great." Dumbledore nodded clearly. As the master of mind-grabbing and the master of wandless spellcasting, he naturally observed Harry's memories and thoughts.

In fact, for everyone who is necessary, Dumbledore will do the same as long as he can not be noticed... He did the same before when he met Zhou Yi for the first time, but was calmly used by Zhou Yi. The induction was blocked.

"I think it's best to start chatting after your task is completed. Have you seen that?" Zhou Yi put down the soy milk in his hand and pointed to a glass door leaning against the wall. "Open it, ha Lee, if nothing happens, your hard memory will begin to accumulate in it...After completing the instructions given to you by the magic puppet inside, you can eat."

　　 "Okay...Okay," Harry nodded repeatedly and came to the glass door.

　　 The glass door is transparent, but the scene seen through the glass door does not seem to be a blank wall, but... a very wide room?

　　 Harry looked at the side window subconsciously. If I remember correctly, there should be an open space behind the wall... Why is there an extra room?

　　 Oh yes, magic, yes, I was so stupid, Harry thought to himself, carefully reaching out, opening the glass door, and stepping in.

　　 There was no special feeling, as if he had stepped over a real person, Harry walked into an extremely wide room with countless kinds of equipment that he couldn't name.

　　 Later, Harry learned that these things are called fitness equipment.

　　 "Mr. Potter, your training item today is-warm-up exercises and running." A voice came from behind Harry, startling him.

　　 When he turned his head, he saw that it was a silver, metallic human figure, speaking to him.

　　 "You are..." Harry asked cautiously.

"I am your fitness trainer, Mr. Potter," said the silver metal man, "you can follow my guidance and start exercising, and I will correct your posture and provide guidance to maximize your exercise effect...please You drink this first."

　　 Outside the door.

　　 "Are these all Muggle exercises?" Dumbledore hesitated for a while and picked up a bowl of tofu brains, because he saw the thick layer of sugar-like crystal particles on it.

　　 "This must be mixed and eaten." Zhou Yi introduced, "The name is Sweet Tofu Nao."

"Oh, it's straightforward," Dumbledore nodded, picked up the spoon to mix it, then took a spoonful into his mouth, and nodded with satisfaction, "Is this the Chinese wizards often eat breakfast? I like this."

"Almost, this is one of the earlier ones. I want to say everything... that's too much. If the same kind of thing is the same, this room can't fit," Zhou Yi nodded, "but I want to come and you like sweets, so I will give it to you. Prepared some of this."

　　 "Thank you, I'm very satisfied." Dumbledore thanked him, and looked at the glass door as he ate, "It is a very powerful non-marking stretch curse. I am more and more curious about your origins, Mr. Zhou."

　　 "Here, I am just, and will only be a staff maker who wants to sell my wand better." Zhou Yi meant something.

　　 "No no, you are still a professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course at Hogwarts." Dumbledore shook his head.

　　 "Hahaha, this is, I almost forgot!" Zhou Yi scratched his head.

"So... I remember at the beginning, what you said was like you want to wait until later to bring Harry out?" Dumbledore pondered his sentence, and the clear blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses looked directly at Zhou Yi , "What caused someone like you to change the plan? According to my observation, you should be a person who likes to make plans and execute them according to them."

"Your power of observation is amazing, yes, I am such a person, but planning this thing always needs to be changed according to the situation, right?" Zhou Yi said, "I did intend to wait until later. Harry took it away, but after seeing it with my own eyes...I don't think I can stand this happening on my eyelids even for a second."

"...This is my negligence. In order to prevent Mr. Potter from being hurt, I ignored some things..." Dumbledore was silent for a while, looked inside the glass door, was following the silver metal man exercising, and was already panting. Harry got up, "Anyway, I am very happy to see the situation now. Mr. Potter can enjoy the protection of the spell without being angry."

"Speaking of this, I remember when you just arrived here, it seemed to say that the Dursleys sent you a letter?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, "I don't have to say the content of the letter, I don't even think about it. I can also know that there must be nothing good. What I want to ask is...what are you going to do with it?"

　　 "I sent them a reply," Dumbledore blinked, looking a little playful for a while, "Counting the time, it should have been delivered by now, right?"

　　……

　　 "Received a reply!"

Early in the morning, Petunia, who looked haggard because she didn't sleep well all night, didn't even have the mood to cook early. She hurriedly went to the door. As expected, she found a letter, picked it up, and acted like a thief. Take a look, retract back into the house, close the door and lock it, and then close the other doors and windows tightly, and draw the curtains. This called Fenon, who was sleeping like a dead pig.

　　 "Huh...huh...huh? What? What letter?" Feinong was forcibly woken up, and he hadn't recovered for a long time.

　　 "It's the reply from those people from that place!" Petunia said anxiously.

　　 "Quickly, close the doors and windows... haven't anyone noticed, right?" Fenon's reaction was exactly the same as that of Petunia.

　　 "It's all closed," Petunia said, "Do you want to tear it down?"

　　 "Take a little farther, take a little farther, what if there is a curse on it." Fenon moved his heavy body, "How do you take that thing with your hands, use other things... use a clamp!"

　　 "Okay," Petunia threw the envelope on the ground like trash. She ran outside and took an iron clip to come in ~www.readwn.com~ and carefully opened the envelope.

"Quick, read it." Feinon hid far away, feeling like he wanted to shrink himself behind a chair. Unfortunately, his huge size was enough to cover two chairs, and he wanted to block himself with a chair ...It's just wishful thinking.

　　 "Okay..." Petunia didn't care about this, and started reading the above.

　　 [To the Dursley couple:

After receiving your letter, we investigated the situation of Mr. Zhou Yi and Mr. Porter, and determined that the truth of the matter was exactly the opposite of what you described in the letter. It was not that Mr. Zhou forcibly took Potter away. Sir, but because of your years of abuse (I’m sorry we have to use this term, but it also means that we are dereliction of duty in the eyes of our work), we did not expect that after receiving a huge remuneration, you actually Choosing to treat Mr. Porter like this makes us very angry.

However, there is already a more suitable method for you-we will not stop Mr. Zhou's upcoming lawsuit against you, and you do not need to threaten us by disclosing the existence of the magic world. The ability of wizards is far beyond your imagination. .

　　 Attached: If you need to ask for forgiveness, I think you need to find the person concerned to express sincere apologies and make corresponding guarantees. 】

　　Ps: If you are a high school student Li Lei, your friend Zhang San intends to send a letter to his friend far away in the UK, asking you to help him, please translate the above letter and adjust the format to the correct format.