Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 123 The Headmaster Is A Little Busy

"Miss An Luo, good afternoon." Dumbledore looked at the little witch with a puffy face and an angry expression in front of him with a bit of a headache, "How about some honey?"

Walka shook her head with a puffy face, her eyes were fixed on Dumbledore's face, as if she wanted to find something from him, "Did Professor Embers really resign?"

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded. Naturally, he would not tell the students the specific situation of Ash, especially Miss An Luo in front of him... the first thing he asked after waking up was Ash's situation.

"Professor Embers said that he would go on a study tour for a while." Dumbledore said casually, "Maybe he won't be back until next semester."

It's hard to say whether he can come back next semester. It's already March, and Dumbledore has no sign of contacting Ash. He seems to have disappeared in place, and there is only one named Phil in the staff dormitory. owl and a painting.

And the clues given by Binns are useless...Scotland...Scotland is not a small place.

Therefore, Dumbledore has already started looking for a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, which is also a necessary job for him every year, so please don't say that Dumbledore is fishing, okay?This is a very troublesome job.

In previous years, it was okay to reimburse one professor... This year, two professors were reimbursed at once... Dumbledore held his forehead with quite a headache.

"Then, will he still be our professor?" Vorka suddenly asked a very strange question, which made Dumbledore stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized, patted Vorka's forehead with a smile and said : "He will still be, I'm sure."

After that, he handed some honey candies to the thoughtful Vulka with some pain, "Have some honey candies after lunch." Dumbledore nodded as he watched Worka take the honey candies.

"By the way, Mr. Principal." Woka took out a notebook from his arms as if remembering something, "Can you answer a few questions for me?"

Dumbledore nodded helplessly, and he would have asked Snape to take over if he knew it earlier... Now he has become more and more busy, and there are still so many things (fish) to do every day.

He glanced at the notebook handed over by Woka, and then said: "Miss An Luo, after lunch, the school... come to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, and I will answer you, but now..." Dumbledore pointed He pointed to a piece of steak in front of him.

"Understood, thank you, Principal Dumbledore." Worka nodded obediently, and then left with his notebook in his arms.

Watching Worka leave, Dumbledore heaved a long sigh. He was really old. He used to be able to teach seven grades without any panic, but now he was only giving lectures to a little girl...

Mainly Ash's lessons... the first grade students started asking questions about the second and third grade, what about elves, red hats, trolls, etc... and the second grade students asked more about The use of spells.

The most troublesome thing here is actually the third grade. The main content that Ash explained to them is all about various black magic. Every time these third grade students come to class, they will come to ask about various dark magic...

It seems that Minerva's worry is not wrong... Dumbledore sighed for a moment, and concentrated on tasting the steak on the table. That being said, Ash's class level is still acceptable. The grip is still solid.

As for the fourth to sixth grades... Thinking of this, Dumbledore thought of Professor Thom. The Thom family seemed to have evaporated, leaving only a few house-elves, and Thom's parents disappeared strangely... This made Dumbledore very suspicious. He himself was very puzzled about why Som joined the Death Eaters. Now it seems that it should be related to the disappearance of his parents.

Being blackmailed?Kidnapped?Dumbledore's thoughts were getting deeper and deeper, and it had to be said that although he had little information, his guess was close to the truth.

It seems that I should go to Som's office for a while, maybe there are some clues there?Dumbledore stroked his white beard, then drank the strawberry juice on the table in one gulp.

Ten minutes later, he walked to Som's office. No one had entered here for a long time after Som's death, but it seemed that there was no dust... Dumbledore looked at the clean doorknob slightly I was taken aback.

He slowly opened the door and walked in. Som's office was full of flowers and plants. It stands to reason that they should wither quickly without the master's careful care. The Draco grass is even the size of Dumbledore's nose.

This made Dumbledore compare his nose subconsciously.

It seems that people have been coming to Som's office. Dumbledore pondered and observed the various small objects placed on the table, without any dust on them.

"Tap..." There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and as the office door was pushed open, Dumbledore was puzzled by the person who walked in.

"Albus?" Sprout was also surprised, she didn't expect to meet Dumbledore here, "This is you?" She looked at Dumbledore holding a pot of flowers in his hand, and the girl's appearance made her Subconsciously took two steps back.

"Ahem..." Dumbledore coughed twice and put down the flowerpot, "I'm investigating the Death Eaters." His words made Sprout calm down.

"Pomona, do you come here every day?" Dumbledore asked.

Sprout nodded slightly, "Kotter likes to grow flowers and grass... I think he left, it's too pitiful that these flowers and plants are left unattended."

Professor Sprout is a standard Hufflepuff, kind-hearted and compassionate, and what she said was in line with Dumbledore's expectations.

"Even if he is a Death Eater?" Dumbledore asked slowly, he didn't know much about Professor Thom, and even Snape didn't seem to know much about this student, even before he After becoming a professor, Snape often blamed him because of the subjects he taught.

"It's a bit presumptuous to say..." Sprout said carefully: "Kottle doesn't look like a Death Eater... Or, there must be something hidden in all of this."

Dumbledore nodded knowingly, which coincided with his thoughts.

"Albus, if you want to continue the investigation, I will leave first." Sprout seemed not in a good mood, she bid farewell to Dumbledore and left.

Seeing Sprout leaving with the kettle in his hand, Dumbledore nodded and slowly sat down at Thom's desk.

Thinking about it, he slowly pulled away Som's desk, which was the only place covered with dust. It seemed that Sprout didn't want to flip through Som's personal belongings.

Even if he has been buried in the ground.

Dumbledore found a notebook in the drawer. His eyes lit up, he pushed his glasses and quickly pulled out the notebook. He didn't expect that his heartfelt thoughts would actually bear fruit.

But Mr. Principal, did you forget the agreement with others?
"Strange?" Woka knocked on the office door, but no one responded, "Hasn't Mr. Principal already left?" Woka hugged his notebook tightly in confusion.

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