Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 57 Your uncle is going to kick his ass!

An embarrassing silence spread between the old and the young. Fox, who was sandwiched between the two, looked at the two suspiciously. A golden-red flame ignited on its body, and pushed its head The saliva on the table was burned clean.

The phoenix, which had become beautiful again, didn't mind Ron's strange behavior just now. It shrank its head and lay obediently in Ron's arms, as if it liked this feeling quite a bit.

"Sit down." Dumbledore recovered from his astonishment, and pointed to the chair in front of the huge table with a slightly strange expression. He walked to the back of the table and sat in his seat.

"Would you like something to drink?" With a flick of his finger, he conjured up an exquisite teapot and cup for himself, filling a cup of white drink with a sweet and greasy aroma.

"Black tea, thank you professor, no sugar."

Ron hugged Fox and sat on the seat. He touched the warm and soft feathers of the phoenix and replied. He was quite curious in his heart. Didn't he say that the phoenix is ​​a cold and magical creature?Why is he clingier than Lukexi?
"What a pity." Probably because Ron didn't add sugar, which made the old man a little regretful. As an old bee with a severe sweet taste, Dumbledore always likes to add a lot of honey and milk to black tea.

With another wave of his finger, he summoned a new teapot and filled Ron with a cup of tea.

"That's the Mirror of Erised. People will see in the mirror what he most desires, but please forgive my oversight."

Dumbledore waved his hand, and the mirror was covered by a black cloth.

"The most desired things are not necessarily beautiful, but fortunately what you see seems to be very pleasant?"

Hearing this, Ron, who didn't know how to answer, took out the book in his arms, and he opened the cover. The words "Phoenix and Fire" made Dumbledore's face a little more interested.

He took the pages Ron had turned and looked down with a smile.

It's just that soon, an indescribable strangeness occupied his entire face. The old man stretched out his fingers and looked at it line by line. His eyes wandered back and forth between Ron and Fox.

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"Is this what you saw?"

"Yeah." Ron nodded, with a hint of expectation in the depths of his eyes.

"I don't recommend you do this, it's too"

Suddenly, Dumbledore was speechless and didn't know how to proceed. This was the first time he had seen such a thing after living for more than 100 years. How could anyone roast and eat his phoenix?
This is simply outrageous!

This broken book is harmful!

This. Phoenix is ​​really so good, bah, bah, bah~
"Professor, don't worry, don't worry, I won't do anything to Fox, you see it is so good, it must be delicious. No! It must be our good friend, how can we hurt it, right?"

"Goo?"

Fox seemed to have heard some strange speech, but in the end it just raised its head lazily, and then curled up into a ball enjoying the petting.

"Okay." The old man took a sip of the sweet and greasy drink to suppress his shock, he could only choose to believe.

"But before we get to the point, Ron, I heard you did Hagrid and the centaurs a big favor?"

The gaze behind the half-moon glasses was still so peaceful, Dumbledore's expression showed no flaws, but Ron, who didn't intend to see any clues from the headmaster's face, said simply:
"This is what a Gryffindor should do. At that time, no matter who they are, they will stand up to maintain the Forbidden Forest and protect the peace and tranquility of Hogwarts. Every student, every Hogwarts The Ci people will do everything they can, no matter who the enemy is, as long as they dare to step into this peaceful paradise that belongs to us, it will be absolutely unforgivable!"

"Professor Dumbledore, I just did my duty. It's fine if the whole school commends you. You can just add [-] points to Gryffindor."

Looking at the upright and fearless boy in front of him, who dedicated himself to the school, a trace of astonishment flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, and then he spoke with a smile.

"That's right, Hogwarts is our home. Ron, your courage and ideas are worthy of encouragement. You deserve one hundred points from Gryffindor."

"Thank you, Professor. Under your leadership, Hogwarts will definitely become the top school in the world, bar none."

"However." Before Ron could continue his impassioned speech, Dumbledore drew his voice and shook his fingers, "A week ago, I seem to have said that students are not allowed in the Forbidden Forest." Feel free to enter, right?"

As long as you don't get caught, it doesn't count as a violation of school rules, but Ron won't be caught.

"Ron, you, Harry, and Hermione, the three of you entered the Forbidden Forest without the professor's permission. This is a serious violation of school regulations. For this, each of you will deduct [-] points as Punishment for violating school rules."

"There are clear rewards and punishments." Ron gave a thumbs up, "This is what a teacher should set an example."

"You boy."

Dumbledore shook his head with a smile. He loved to hear these words. Who wouldn't like them? After all, 11-year-old children, how can they have such evil intentions, they all speak the truth.

"Okay, let's put this matter aside, but I hope you can notify the professor of such a dangerous matter in time. Fox likes you very much. Maybe you can try to call it by its name next time. The phoenix is ​​beyond ordinary expectations. magical creatures."

"I hope everyone is kind to the idea of ​​eating phoenix."

Dumbledore stared at Ron, and he slowly looked away after seeing Ron nodding.

"What do you think about your own body, Ron?"

Dumbledore took out a small glass bottle from under the table, which was filled with a fine fluorescent powder.

"Eat a lot, grow fast, especially after I started exercising, my muscles grew slowly, and my mother cried with joy. She has never admitted that it was her fault for raising the sheep at home into lamb chops, but it's okay now Son, although our old hen does not grow meat, it is quite diligent in laying eggs."

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"Well, Molly will be proud of you." Dumbledore said affirmatively.

"However, I mean, do you have any other feelings about the flow rate of your magic power far beyond other people?"

Seeing that Ron shook his head, Dumbledore got up with the small bottle, walked around the table and walked to Ron's side, then picked up Fox, and put the phoenix on the branch.

"Fox is far more sensitive to magic power than any magical creature. Why does it like you so much? I think we will know later. This is my guess, but my intuition is usually very accurate."

"Get up, Ron, and let's see the ubiquitous but elusive magic."

Dumbledore unscrewed the glass bottle, and he pulled out his wand and tapped the mouth of the bottle lightly, a trace of crystal powder was drawn out, and then turned into a cloud of dust and floated in the air.

Dumbledore put down the bottle, then reached out his left hand to grab the cloud of dust in his palm.

In an instant, the powder began to burn violently, but it didn't look like it was burning. Although the light blue halo had the characteristics of a flame, the blue fire soon became tame, and a layer of light blue film was evenly distributed. The package was in his left hand.

"This is a small prop used to detect the flow of magic power in the alchemy circle. It can react with invisible magic power and dye it into the light blue it is now."

"As you can see, this is my magic."

As Dumbledore changed his mind, this light blue film turned into a lifelike phoenix for a while, changed into the appearance of Hogwarts castle for a while, and turned into many villains for a while. His gaze Looking out of the window, it was facing the Quidditch pitch, and there were little wizards flying on it on broomsticks, and the villains that Dumbledore transformed into were what they looked like now.

This exquisite magic control has surpassed 90.00% of nine wizards in the world. As the leading white wizard, Dumbledore has a powerful strength that matches his reputation.

"Don't worry, this is harmless to the body. Although the ingredients are complicated, I can't explain it, but please believe me."

"Okay professor, what should I do?"

"Relax, just as usual, don't mobilize magic power, but." He paused, "Wish us luck, and hope my guess is wrong."

Dumbledore tapped the glass bottle with his wand again, pulled all the powder in it, and then sprinkled it on Ron.

When this cloud of dust enveloped Ron, a turbulent burning, bursting human-shaped torch appeared in the principal's office.

The wanton catharsis of the terrible magic power wave turned Ron into a dazzling fire man.

If the blue flame that Dumbledore first appeared was the flame of a lighter, then the flame that appeared on Ron's body at this moment was as violent and violent as the tail flame of a rocket engine.

"It looks like what we got was the last thing we wanted."

Dumbledore pushed his glasses lightly, deep in his eyes there was a trace of deep thought.

But unlike the old man, Phoenix Fox fluttered its wings very happily, it flew into Ron's arms, and rubbed Ron's cheek affectionately, this turbulent burning magic power is its favorite place to stay .

"I'm burning out?"

Ron hugged Fox, and he stretched out an arm, looking at the violently rising flames and asked softly.

"If it goes on like this, I think so."

The old man nodded, "From the age of 11 to 14, the magic power of little wizards grows the fastest. Although everyone's talent is different, the upper limit of magic power is also different, but it is increasing every day. This is the most important accumulation in life. stage."

"I can't judge whether the flow rate of magic power in your body will accelerate with age, but even if it doesn't, with your current state, your magic power will stay at this moment forever."

"If you continue to accelerate, then you will burn yourself out. Magic power is the foundation of wizards and our life."

"Magic power surges." Ron murmured softly. This uncle of his own seems to be a bit unreliable.

"Don't listen to him fart, how could I hurt you, my uncle!"

[Your uncle thinks that Dumbledore is talking nonsense, your uncle's favorability with Dumbledore is -1, your uncle decided to kick his ass! 】

Then Ron saw Dumbledore take off in an instant, hitting his head on the ceiling.

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"Cuckoo?" Fox looked up suspiciously.

(End of this chapter)