The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

Ricardo quickly calmed down - becoming a demon king or something was still too far away from him. Who said that if you get a purple-shirted dragon staff, you have to become a purple-shirted dragon king?

He was already forty years old in two lifetimes combined. Coupled with his strong spiritual power, a change in his personality and a darkening of his life should not happen to him... right?

But the little girl Furong was very anxious. Even after breakfast, she was still watching him hesitate to speak, racking her brains to think of words to comfort him.

"Okay," Ricardo stretched out his hand - but it was inappropriate after thinking about it - so he pointed at Fleur's shoulder, "I won't be frightened by that old man's words. I am who I am and I won't become me. Someone I hate."

Fleur snorted and retorted arrogantly: "I was just worried that you wouldn't come to teach me magic, so I didn't want to comfort you. Please don't be sentimental."

"Yes, yes," Ricardo found it interesting, "Well, Miss Hesitation, where do you want to go?"

Fleur rolled her eyes in return: "Whatever, Mr. Self-indulgent."

"Then let's go to the Malkin Robe Store," Ricardo thought for a while and said, "I want to buy a dress that is more suitable for Hogwarts."

"Then are you going to buy a school uniform or wear all black?" Furong looked at him sideways.

"how do you know?"

"I've never seen you wearing any other kind of clothes!" the little witch said contemptuously, "Five black robes of the same style, plus a dark blue one, Flamel's beard, how bad are you at matching them?"

"Isn't black easy to wash..."

"I don't care!" Furong was rare to be tough in front of him, "I'll pay for it today and help you find suitable clothes!"

"This...isn't it?"

"Don't you worry about a girl's aesthetics?" Furong's smile became "sweet", and her little tiger teeth reflected a dangerous light.

Ricardo stopped replying and just whispered:

"It's just because you're a girl that I'm worried. It takes 1 years to carefully select your natural talent..."

……

Madam Malkin is a short, fat witch with a pleasant smile and dressed in purple.

"Do you want to buy Hogwarts school uniforms, dear?" She said before they could speak, "We have a lot of them here. To be honest, there is a young man trying on clothes in there right now. "

"Sorry," Fleur shook her head and pointed at Ricardo, "We are here to buy casual clothes. He needs a robe."

Originally, Fleur was going to take him to the Fengya wizard clothing store with more styles, but Ricardo sternly refused.

How much savings does the little girl in fourth grade have?It's almost as good as the student's wishes. Ricardo is not a luxurious person.

"Oh, oh, oh," Mrs. Malkin responded, "There are a lot of casual robes here. Come on, go this way."

They came to another room, which seemed to be enlarged by a space-stretching spell, and several Hogwarts uniforms were hung on hangers.

"This one looks good..."

"This one... um... looks a bit fat..."

"Huh?! Here..."

Merlin's beard, Fleur, just wait for the monthly exam!

……

By the time Fleur selected three robes, it was already noon, and the student who bought Hogwarts uniforms had already left the shop.

"You can just pay for one piece," Ricardo said, "I can still come up with a few gold galleons."

"But……"

Seeing that Fleur still wanted to insist on paying in full, Ricardo put on a serious face and showed the majesty of a teacher: "Miss Delacour, please spend the Galleons on appropriate places, such as some books on how to become an Auror."

"The current level should not be your end point. My future test papers will intentionally be close to the difficulty level of the Auror written test. I hope you will continue to work hard!"

The little girl drooped her head, seeming to understand what he meant, but she was also unhappy because of it.

When you are young, you don’t know how valuable gold is, but when you look at it when you are old - bah, is it true that when you are old and you have no money, you shed tears for nothing?

But what he said just now was a bit harsh. The girl was kind enough to buy some clothes for the teacher, but he didn't appreciate it and even talked about studying.

Ricardo had no choice but to persuade Fleur in the same tone as he used to coax students to study in his previous life, and also gave some psychological guidance:

"Well, little girl, I can't rely on your family to support me, can I? You pay for it all, which will make me feel like a 'Keptman'. You have paid for the tutoring, which is enough for me to buy suitable clothes .”

"Keptman" is a British contemptuous term for men who are financially supported by women or gay partners, commonly known as "soft rice".

In fact, he knew very well that he was just letting Fu Rong's talent be explored more. He could work as a tutor here, and the more reason was that the other party's parents thanked him for saving their daughter.

——Although he teaches well, Furong, who is in fourth grade, has already passed the French NEWT seventh-grade graduation exam.

If she hadn't been listed first, Furong would have graduated early.

Principal Maxim of Beauxbatons was even gearing up to have an academic exchange with the three major European colleges.

"...Hmph." Furong snorted coldly, went to the front desk to pay the price of a piece of clothing, and ran to the door. Her little face under the veil was red, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Are you making your little girlfriend angry?" Mrs. Malkin looked at the two of them back and forth with a smile when she took Ricardo's gold galleons. "Even if she is angry, she will help you buy the most expensive one. There are not many girls like this. See you there."

"Sorry, please don't say that," Ricardo clarified seriously, "She is my tutor."

Mrs. Malkin's smile deepened, but she didn't say much and handed the clothes to him.

"By the way, Madam Malkin," Ricardo asked, "Excuse me, can this dress withstand magic?"

"Are you going to carve some magic patterns on it, young sir? Of course you can."

"thank you very much."

When they walked out of the store, Mrs. Malkin was still looking at the door, with a look of happiness unique to a scholar:

"Tutor and student? This is really interesting. The girl even wore a veil to prevent others from seeing her. The young man is really lucky."

"I remember what the Muggle books said? Oh, when a beautiful girl pursues a boy, the distance between them is only a piece of insignificant cloth..."

……

Fleur walked quickly in front, and Ricardo followed unhurriedly. The distance was just enough to reach her instantly when she encountered danger.

The streets were bustling with people, twice as many people as before.

This is inevitable. From early morning to noon, there was no one left, and Ollivander was not so slow in choosing a wand.

I’ll buy my own clothes from now on!Ricardo made up his mind.

But looking at Little Fleur who was still angry, Ricardo decided not to say anything, lest she evolve into mother-in-law mode.

I don’t know what happened to the little girl today, but she actually became stubborn in front of him.

"Are you feeling better? Let's go have a meal. Or, you can go to Gringotts to withdraw some money. After all, this is the only magical international bank in the UK." Finally, Fleur slowed down and Ricardo stepped forward. , asked taking advantage of the situation.

"Okay...it doesn't seem to work anymore."

"What's wrong?" Ricardo asked subconsciously, but he knew the reason in the next second.

"Merlin/ Flamel's beard..."

In front of them, a huge gray fire dragon soared from Gringotts!

"Come on...what the hell!"

Ricardo was about to call Fleur to apparate, but——

Harry 6 Potter was standing in front of the fire dragon, and the man who was supposed to protect him was missing!