Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

Sisley reached out with a confused look, took the two envelopes from the old man's hand, and handed the envelope belonging to Hermione to Hermione.

After receiving the envelope, Hermione curiously raised her head when she heard the words "Magic School" and asked curiously: "Do I have one too?"

The old man smiled and nodded and said: "Of course, you two are my little wizards with magical talents," he said while taking a bite of pizza.

"Emmmm, who are you?" Sisley did not doubt the words of the old man in front of him. After all, he now had an explanation for his innate magical ability. He was a wizard.

"I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And I sincerely hope that you can take a good look at the admission notice. A little sense of ritual will make your life more colorful. of."

Sisley nodded, picked up a knife on the coffee table and opened the envelope, took out the notice and read it, and Hermione also leaned over to read it together.

"Your notice was written by Principal Dumbledore himself, and my copy was written by Vice-Principal Professor McGonagall." Hermione had already opened her copy and came over to look at it. Sisley's signature at the bottom of the notice said with some surprise.

"Maybe it's just a matter of probability." Sisley said nonchalantly.

Dumbledore shook his head, put another biscuit into his mouth and said, "This is not a matter of probability, but because of Mr. Thorne's life experience, I have an obligation to come in person."

"Is Sisley's life experience very noble?" Hermione asked in confusion when she heard about Sisley's life experience.

Dumbledore took off his glasses, wiped them with a piece of velvet silk cloth that he took out from nowhere, and said: "No, Miss Granger, there is no distinction between high and low life experience. All of us are equal, and no one will I am superior to others for no reason, and the life experience I am talking about is Mr. Thorne’s parents.”

"My parents... I have never met my father, my mother... It is said that a chemical explosion occurred in the operating room on the day I was born, and I was the only one who survived..." Sisley raised his head and his eyes dimmed. said.

Dumbledore put on his glasses again and said in a serious tone: "Although this may be a bit heavy for you, I think you have the qualifications to know the truth. Now you just need to tell me your choice, but I have to tell you in advance. You, the truth is very heavy."

Sisley nodded without any hesitation and said: "I think I'm pretty strong, please tell me."

Dumbledore nodded and began to say: "Before we do this, we need to learn about a magic potion in the magical world, the love potion, which can make one person inevitably fall in love with another person, but the child born in this way will There is a flaw, the current mainstream understanding is that such children will not love, but I sincerely think that is a pure misunderstanding."

Sisley didn't react at all, just sitting on the sofa and listening quietly. Hermione, who was next to Sisley, heard Dumbledore say that children born from the love potion would not love, and Sisley was the one born from the love potion. The child born from the drug suddenly became ill.

Sisley on the side noticed something strange about Hermione and held Hermione's hand tightly. Hermione felt the strength of Sisley's hand and relaxed slightly. After all, even Dumbledore, who was sitting opposite, said This is nonsense.

"Please continue." Sisley was silent for a moment and then said.

Dumbledore nodded and continued: "According to the information I found later, Mr. Thorne, your father is a wizard. He used love potions to confuse Muggles, that is, ordinary people who do not know magic. Man, your mother.”

"After a while, your father may have gotten tired of your mother, so he abandoned your mother, who was pregnant at the time, and left alone."

"Until the day you were born, your magic awakened. The violent and disorderly magic killed everyone in the operating room, including your mother, and only you were left."

Sisley just listened quietly, his face getting darker and darker, until Hermione next to him moaned softly. Only then did he see that Hermione's white little hand was bleeding from his fingernails, and he quickly let go Open your hand.

"Sorry, I'm going to get the medicine kit." Sisley was startled when he saw Hermione's bleeding hand, and stood up to go upstairs to get the medicine kit.

"Let me do it." At this time, Dumbledore suddenly said, then took out the Elder Wand and gently tapped Hermione's bleeding hand.

The blood that was already flowing down the next moment flowed back the same way as if the reverse button had been pressed. In the blink of an eye, the little hand that was still bleeding a second ago became as smooth as jade, without a single flaw.

Sisley breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down.

"Sorry Hermione. I just got a little excited." Sisley said with a long breath.

"It's okay." Hermione said, raising her hand and placing it on Sisley's thin palm, patting it gently.

Sisley shook his head and reached out to hold Hermione's wrist, then looked up at Dumbledore and asked: "I have a question, Principal Dumbledore, my so-called [father], is he still alive?"

A different look flashed in Dumbledore's eyes and he said: "I can understand your mood, but I still want to remind you that there are many goals in life, but it should never be hatred or revenge."

"That's easy to say." Sisley lowered his head and whispered.

"This is not easy, and I'm not asking you to let go of your enemies. You have to know that I am over a hundred years old and have experienced everything. Of course I know how unforgettable hatred is."

"But please promise me that hatred is not the meaning of your life. Don't let him control you. In other words, before you actually point the wand at that man, you should treat what I just said as a story." Dumbledore He patted Sisley on the shoulder and said.

"I thought you would object to my revenge." Sisley shrugged and said.

"I have never been a pedantic person. I know very well how much deep hatred buried in one's heart can cause to a person's psychology, and even turn an originally sunny and healthy person into a madman." After saying this, Dumbledore stood up He stood up and winked at Sisley.

"Okay, Mr. Thorne and Miss Granger, let's end this conversation. After all, I am still the principal and I have some official business to deal with." The next moment there was a roar, and Dumbledore's figure twisted and finally disappeared. not see.