hogwarts shady

It's Dumbledore.

Ryan stopped, held his breath and looked at his body, only to see a ball of empty air.

He discovered that the Disillusionment Curse had not failed, and turned sideways to slip past Dumbledore.

Dumbledore took a step and blocked Ryan's way again, with a half-smile on his face.

Ryan sighed with a grimace, knowing that Dumbledore must have discovered him.

In front of this legendary old wizard, Ryan thought it was better not to take chances.

"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore." Ryan spoke aloud.

Dumbledore stared at the air: "If I remember correctly, I just asked the prefects to take the young wizards back to the dormitories."

"I wasn't in the auditorium at the time," Ryan replied, "I came out to use the bathroom."

"Hmm, that's a pretty good excuse, Ryan." Dumbledore laughed, "I didn't know you were here to use the women's room."

Ryan sighed and didn't answer. He asked, "How did you discover me?"

"Sometimes, the eyes may not be able to see the facts." Dumbledore said, "So I tend to rely on my own feelings. I have to say that this method always brings me some surprises."

Ryan curled his lips, he didn't want to always be a surprise to Dumbledore.

"I'll give you some advice." Dumbledore blinked, "Sometimes the more magic the better, just like now, the light from your magic is too dazzling."

"Thank you for your advice." Ryan pinched his throat and made a sweet voice, "Then, can I go back to the dormitory, Mr. Principal?"

"I don't think it's possible yet, Ryan." Dumbledore shook his head, "Come to the principal's office. I think as a professor, you must care about the psychological growth of your students..."

"I swear I never stepped foot into the women's restroom."

"I also swear that I'm not looking for you to talk about trivial matters like the women's bathroom." Dumbledore said, "In fact, I think there are many issues that we should listen to more students' suggestions on."

Dumbledore didn't give Ryan a chance to speak and walked straight to the third floor.

Ryan followed behind with slumped shoulders. When the principal spoke, how could he have any room to refuse?

After taking the spiral staircase from behind the stone monster, Dumbledore continued: "Come on, Ryan, tell me what happened?"

"Don't you still know what happened?" Ryan removed the spell from his body.

"I think I need to make a serious clarification." Dumbledore said, "I am not omniscient and omnipotent. When it happened, I was sitting in the Great Hall enjoying pumpkin pie just like you."

"Then you can ask the professors." Ryan said, "I think the professors' opinions are definitely more convincing than mine."

"You are wrong, Ryan." Dumbledore shook his head. "The most convincing thing is always the experience of the person involved. Of course, everyone's perspective will have some deviations, and I will combine everyone's opinions and come up with my own conclusion."

At this time, the spiral staircase reached the top floor, and Dumbledore invited Ryan into his office.

"Just sit wherever you want." Dumbledore saw Ryan's gaze lingering on the portraits of the former principals and added, "Of course, it's also good if you want to chat with them when you have time."

Ryan suddenly burst into laughter when he saw an old man with a goatee pretending to be asleep, secretly opening his eyes and taking a look at him.

"Okay, now you can share with me tonight's experience." Dumbledore shook a silver bell on the table, "What would you like to drink?"

"Give me a cup of black tea." Ryan said, he moved his gaze to Phoenix Fox, "This matter will start from this morning."

"As it happens, I have enough time to listen to a story tonight," said Dumbledore.

At this time, a cup of honey and a cup of black tea appeared out of thin air on the table.

"You should eat less sugar, professor, otherwise your body will have problems sooner or later." Ryan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"You have the potential to inherit Madam Pomfrey's position." Dumbledore picked up the honey. "This is one of the few hobbies of this old man like me. I think it is not an exaggeration to pay a little health price for it."

Ryan shrugged. He drank a few more sips of tea before he spoke slowly: "I didn't see Hermione in the History of Magic class this morning. I know that Hermione is a diligent and good student, and she usually doesn't miss class for no reason. of."

Dumbledore nodded and motioned for Ryan to continue.

"However, because we are in different colleges, although we are still good friends, we don't have much contact with each other. I just paid attention to it and didn't care too much about it. I think no matter what happens - whether it's because I didn't do my homework well , or the relationship between classmates—Hermione should be able to handle it on her own."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly: "A reasonable decision."

"However, in the afternoon, things became more and more wrong." Ryan sighed, "It was Halloween, but I didn't see anyone from Hermione all afternoon. I inquired carefully and found out that Hermione Min has been hiding in the toilet crying and no one can comfort her.”

Ryan spread his hands: "Justin - you should know, we are friends - he suggested that I go talk to Hermione, but in fact, I don't have much experience in dealing with this kind of thing. So, I I thought, since Hermione plans to be alone, I should respect her thoughts."

"Then why did you suddenly decide to look for her again at the banquet?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"There should be a limit to a person's depression." Ryan lowered his eyes. "A sad mood is like a shower, and it will clear up in the past. However, sometimes someone may not be able to get out...Hermione has disappeared for too long. , and there is such a happy banquet waiting for her to attend. I think it would be a shame to miss this first festival after entering school..."

"So you plan to talk to her?" Dumbledore's eyes became extremely soft.

"Yes, she is my good friend after all." Ryan said, "And she doesn't seem to have many friends in Gryffindor. But, when I got to the women's room, I heard her still crying inside. I entered the women's room alone as a boy. It was too awkward to comfort her in the bathroom, so I hesitated outside the door for a long time."

Dumbledore laughed out loud, and giggles came from several portraits on the wall.

Ryan looked up and saw several portraits of principals closing their eyes and pretending to sleep again.

"What's next?" Dumbledore used the refilling spell to refill their glasses.

"Next-" Ryan smiled bitterly, "Then I heard a strange noise, and then I saw a monster appearing in the corridor. I remembered the book I had previewed before and recognized it as a troll...I Knowing that I couldn't defeat a troll head-on, I used the Disillusionment Charm... I could only pray that the troll wouldn't find Hermione."

Dumbledore's expression gradually became serious.

"However, things went against expectations, and the troll planned to enter the women's bathroom." Ryan's voice was a bit dumbfounded, "Then Harry and Ron - I met them in the herbal medicine class before - Harry and Ron showed up, and they... they... The door to the ladies' room was locked, so I don't think they knew Hermione was hiding in there."

Dumbledore immediately showed a helpless expression. He silently took a big sip of honey, as if he was using the sugar to calm down his shock.

"Hermione screamed after that, and Harry and Ron turned around and fought the troll." Ryan took a breath, "As you know, the troll was defeated by them."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and said in a teasing tone: "You want to say that during the whole process, you watched the whole process and did nothing?"

Ryan was just about to nod when he heard Dumbledore say: "Excessive humility is pride, or there is an ulterior motive. I at least sensed the Disillusionment Curse, the Psychic Curse and the Armor Protection Curse in you. Well, speaking of it, your battle The ability should far exceed that of an ordinary little wizard, and he may not be able to kill a giant monster head-on."

"Well, I just played a small and insignificant role." Ryan said.

He had no choice but to explain the battle in detail, praise Harry's bravery and Ron's wonderful levitation spell, and finally brushed aside his insignificant launch spell.

"A beautiful battle!" Dumbledore's eyes brightened, "Perfect coordination!"

He put down the cup, smiled, and stared at Ryan with his blue eyes: "I am even willing to add 50 points to each of you, but I am a little curious, why did you sneak away from the scene?"