Hogwarts: A Thousand Layers of Fluorescence at the Beginning

Was that 1900 or 1910?

Dumbledore can no longer remember the specific time. The only thing he can clearly remember in his life is that it was a summer.

A relative came to Madame Basset’s house, with golden curls as smooth as satin.

“Gellert Grindelwald, Bathilda Basset is my aunt, Albus Dumbledore? I heard my aunt told you”

“A genius who has not yet had time to stand in front of the stage”

“It just so happens that I am also a genius. How about we change the world together?”

At that time, he was standing on the second floor, leaning down to call himself in the garden.

That day, the wind was mixed with the intermittent chirping of cicadas. Grindelwald’s eyes were dazzling than the sun, and his smile exuded a wave of freedom called freedom. The smell.

It makes people miss it.

But I, a seventeen-year-old boy who wants to travel around the world, is facing the death of his mother, his younger sister is still young, and the burden of the family is weighing on his back.

Dumbledore knew he didn’t want to spend such a long time , but he had no choice.

The only way he could breathe a sigh of relief was to hide in the attic. Famous wizards from all over the world wrote letters.

During that time, only when he opened the replies and saw others’ praise for him, would he smile for a long time.

On that day, Dumbledore looked at the man who was about his own age with envy. The young man’s shoulders are covered with grass growing and the birds are flying, and the breeze is bright and the moon is bright, it is everything that Dumbledore longs for.

Unfortunately, no matter how good the beginning is, it still cannot cover up the disaster that will follow.

“call!”

Dumbledore opened his eyes, and White could see tears hidden in the corners of his eyes.

“Elderly people are always a little tired at night.”

Dumbledore said as he wiped away his tears.

【Ding, detect Dumbledore’s excessive emotions, free points +1 (emotional feedback)]

White glanced at the old bee

“It’s getting late, little Whitey. You can sleep in the school infirmary. Madam Pomfrey will check your body later.”

“As for the fight between you and your classmates, your dean will inform you”

“Finally, would you like a piece of candy?”

Dumbledore, like a kind grandfather, randomly conjured up another piece of candy and asked White

“No, Headmaster Dumbledore, my life has become so sweet.”

“Really, then I wish you the best”

【Ding, it was detected that Dumbledore was emotionally depressed, free points +1 (emotional feedback)]

Dumbledore patted his robe, forced out a smile with some dejection, then smiled, straightened his back and walked out

……

“What’s the outcome, Severus?”

Dumbledore avoided Madam Pomfrey and pulled Snape out of the door.

After Snape’s questioning, most of the witches and wizards had returned to the Slytherin dormitory, but there were also a few who voluntarily stayed to help. Witch.

After talking to Snape, Pomfrey arranged them in her dormitory. With so many little wizards injured, she couldn’t do it alone.

Snape seemed to be frustrated and leaned against the wall. On the top, the originally straight robe was now covered with wrinkles and even some eye-catching stains.

“Goyle, and some of the less injured sixth-year wizards woke up.”

Snape said feebly:”He explained more than Draco.”

“Before the sorting ceremony last night, Draco couldn’t hold a grudge in wooing White. When he saw White entering Slytherin, he asked someone to arrange for White to be put in the same dormitory with the three of them before the dinner was over, intending to teach White a lesson.”

“Instead, White taught me a lesson. When he complained to me this morning, he distorted the facts.”

“At night, a group of people were gathered to surround White. Mu… that word was spoken by Gower.”

“After White punished Goyle, he did what Draco said.”

“What do you think, Severus?”Dumbledore was silent for a while and then asked.

Snape glanced at Dumbledore. Although Dumbledore was standing in the shadows and Snape couldn’t see his expression, an intuition told him that Dumbledore was Exuding the same feeling of loss as him

“Hum, Albus Dumbledore, what do you want me to say?”

Snape said unceremoniously.

“My students got into a fight and talked dirty. What else do you want me to say? Could it be that you want me to say that using words like wizards is actually a joke, and White is deliberately making a mountain out of a molehill?”

“Dumbledore!”

Snape shouted desperately.

“Instead of discussing Whitey Mr. Phoenix could be the next Mysterious Man!”

“I think there’s another thing we should discuss more”

“Slytherin, this pure-blood trash can, I was fascinated by it back then, and I lost it painfully… Now I have been the dean for many years, and I have never thought about changing. So why don’t I have to wait until the second tragedy occurs?”

“Slytherin is the result of my inaction”

“I submit my resignation to you. I am unworthy to continue to be Head of Slytherin.”