Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 11 Do You Believe in Fate
"really."

Seeing Klein's choice, the portraits of past principals on the wall couldn't help showing complicated and regretful expressions.

The more talented a wizard is, the easier it is to be infatuated with powerful power, and then lose his heart.

This was the case with Tom in the past, and it is the same with Klein now.
"Old fashioned."

Turning a blind eye to those eyes behind him, Klein opened the thick black book and shook his head secretly.These magics are ancient and primitive, and have no reference value at all. If Dumbledore's private collection is only this level, it is really disappointing enough.

"Klein!"

Seeing the good seedlings of Slytherin going astray further and further, Phineas Black felt sad and couldn't help calling Klein.

"What's the matter, Headmaster Black?"

Klein put down the book and turned around pretending to be puzzled.

"Well, that book is a bit esoteric, I suggest you read another one."

Facing those sapphire-like eyes, Phineas Black didn't know how to speak, so he just found an excuse to fool him.

A group of old guys plotting against a child who is only 11 years old is always easy to say or not.

"Abstruse, I think it's okay."

The corner of his mouth was raised, and Klein showed a meaningful smile, and the magic wand hidden in his sleeve fell firmly in the palm of his hand.

"The ghouls are calling."

The red sandalwood wand spewed out a dark gray smoke, and amidst the expressions of the past principals as if they had seen a ghost, a two-meter-long hideous monster appeared out of thin air!

"What are you doing!" "Merlin's beard!" "Klein, stop!"

The principals panicked and screamed.They never dreamed that someone could learn a real black art in just a few minutes, especially if that person was an 11-year-old.

Not to mention Tom Riddle, even Merlin didn't exaggerate so much!

"Chirp!"

A terrifying ghoul appeared, and the "hairless chicken" hiding in the corner of the office and pretending to be dead suddenly neighed. Its thin and small body trembled uncontrollably, and its round eyes revealed infinite disgust for dark creatures.

"A phoenix, what a rarity."

Looking at the "hairless chicken" with interest, Klein actually waved to the shivering old Phoenix like a normal person.

"Klein, quickly cancel the magic!" "Let it return to its original place!" "Don't let it leave the office"

Klein could tease Phoenix nonchalantly, but the past principals on the wall can't wait to rush out of the portrait to deal with the terrifying monsters in the office.

They desperately reminded Klein, their anxious eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal."

The goal has been achieved, and Klein raised his wand again.

"All in silence."

This time, what appeared was a faint blue flame crow.The moment the spirit crow appeared, a terrified expression appeared on the ghoul's face.

"Fiendfire."

It's over, it's all over now.

The principals were completely speechless.

Fiendfire is the most evil magic fire, furniture, walls, offices, students, it will devour everything!
"All curses are gone!"

At this moment, Dumbledore suddenly broke in from outside the office and cast a dispelling spell without hesitation.

But unexpectedly, after devouring the ghoul, the ghostly blue Fierce Crow was not dispelled by Dumbledore's spell, but lazily flew to Klein's shoulder, and gently pecked at Klein's shoulder with its beak made of flames. To peck at feathers that don't exist.

The atmosphere became a little weird.

"Professor Dumbledore, I have been using Confusion and Oblivion spells to manipulate Muggles around the world since I was six years old. Your temptation is too simple."

Staring at Dumbledore's dark brown eyes, the corners of Klein's mouth rose slightly.

"I'm curious if your failure to dispel my Fiendfyre means I've won, then."

He held out a hand in Dumbledore's direction.

"call out!"

The oddly shaped wand seemed to have been summoned, and it flew out of the old man's palm and landed in Klein's hand.

"Oh, the Elder Wand, it doesn't feel like anything special."

Throwing the elder wand on the desk behind him casually, he dismissed Fiendfire casually.

"The invincible wand is just a joke, don't you think?"

"Of course, it's an obvious question."

Dumbledore stood there quietly, retracting his hands back into the wide sleeves of his robe.Even though his wand had identified a new owner, there was still no panic on the old man's face.

"I can tell what you want to say by looking at your face. Don't guess, I am indeed Klein Weir Grindelwald, the last descendant of the Grindelwald family."

Klein withdrew his wand, put himself and the old man on an equal footing, stepped aside, and spoke in a questioning tone.

"Can we sit down and talk, Professor?"

"of course."

Dumbledore was taken aback for a moment, then smiled easily, and walked towards the desk unsuspectingly.

One step, two steps, three steps.
The distance between the two was getting closer, and the portraits of the principals tightly covered their mouths.With the magical attainments of Klein and Dumbledore, no matter who takes the lead, there is a great chance of killing the other party.

The atmosphere is almost frozen into ice!

but.
The picture they imagined did not appear.

Dumbledore returned to his armchair smoothly, and Klein also jumped on the desk presumptuously, and sat down casually.

"You know what, you're the first guy to sit on my desk, and, move away, you're going to crush my wand!"

Dumbledore's tone was a little unhappy, and he was beaming like an old child.

"It shouldn't be like this!"

The headmasters yelled frantically in their hearts, they wanted to get out of the picture frame immediately to remind Dumbledore that the person in front of him was not a child, but a demon who could perform black magic like eating and drinking water!

"The wand is already mine, but since you insist, I can let you borrow it for a while."

Klein shrugged, picked up the elder wand and handed it to Dumbledore.

"Remember to borrow, not give."

"Okay, miserly Mr. Grindelwald, I'll know how to measure."

Taking the Elder Wand, Dumbledore waved it.

"Success!"

The principals on the walls cheered.

Although I don't know why Klein made such a stupid move, but the victory belongs to Hogwarts, Dumbledore won!

In the next second, something that surprised them happened.
A pot of hot honey tea slowly floats over~
Dumbledore actually made a pot of tea on the precious opportunity that may only be one?

Has he lost his mind!
"Then Mr. Grindelwald."

Dumbledore looked at Klein with a strange expression, and spoke slowly.

"Professor, call me Klein."

After thinking for a few seconds, Klein still put down the cup of drink that was suspected to be concentrated honey, and replied without raising his head.

"So Klein, I'm listening."

Taking a sip of the content in the glass, Dumbledore could only feel the infinite sweetness melting on the tip of his tongue. He put down his wand and looked at Klein like a quiet audience.

"I like working with smart people."

Klein blinked and leaned forward slightly.

"Professor, do you believe in the existence of fate?"

(End of this chapter)