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

This evening...

"Well, I should ask Dumbledore for a similar token tonight. After all, Filch is quite..." Sisley walked alone in the empty corridor and muttered to himself. Halfway through, he quickly Hidden behind the armor on the wall.

"Come out, Principal Dumbledore told me. From now on, you can legally go out at night, but remember, don't do unnecessary things!" Filch said to the deserted corridor. The cat holding him left.

Sisley came out from behind the armor and was obviously in a good mood.

Because what Filch said is right, who can refuse a legal night trip.

Dumbledore's office is not exactly on the eighth floor, but the entrance is on the eighth floor.

At this time, Sisley looked at the stone statue that blocked the entrance very tightly and felt troubled.

"Is this some kind of trial? Do you want to see my understanding?" Sisley murmured, looking at the motionless statue.

Thinking of this, Sisley raised his wand and pointed it at the statue without saying a word. Unfortunately, before he had time to release the magic, the statue opened by itself.

Seeing this, Sisley put away his wand and walked in.

Dumbledore's office has a huge dome, and portraits of the previous principals of Hogwarts hang on the wall. At this time, he was looking at Sisley with curious eyes.

Directly opposite the entrance is a simple and elegant desk. It is worth mentioning that Sisley also found the biscuits baked by Mrs. Granger on it.

"Oh, Sisley, I thought you would choose to rest for a night before coming back." Dumbledore said with a smile while wearing a blue nightgown.

"Are you bothering me? I'm leaving now?" Sisley said, looking at Dumbledore in his nightgown.

"Oh no, no, no, of course not, let's start today's teaching." Dumbledore then thoughtfully pulled the chair out for Sisley.

"I'm still a little embarrassed." Sisley said as he sat on the chair.

"Please tell me, Mr. Sisley, what do you think magic is?" Dumbledore asked, leaning on his desk with his hands crossed.

"Wizards use emotions to induce magic, turning it into magic with various effects, my opinion." Sisley said.

"That's correct, and it's simple enough. Unfortunately, this is not during class, so I can't give you extra points." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Any more?" Sisley asked next.

"Of course not, at least not today. After all, you are here to learn from me. Of course, you can't just let me ask you questions."

"Then let's start from the basics. How about the emotions in emotional magic?" Dumbledore said.

"Well, we cannot cast spells without emotions. Even seemingly rational transformation techniques require confident emotions. I am not worried about you at all. You are very confident. Of course, this is not derogatory."

"There are many kinds of emotions. Let's talk about a few of the most typical ones." Dumbledore said.

"Happiness, happiness, anger, hatred." Sisley said a few casually.

"Well, that's right. These are considered typical emotions. Why isn't there love?" Dumbledore asked again.

Sisley rolled his eyes and said, "I wasn't born because of the love potion."

"No, no, no, you just don't know what love is, but you haven't fallen behind on anything related to love." Dumbledore shook his head and said.

"I would like to hear the details." Sisley said, holding his shoulders.

"What would you do if someone wanted to harm the Grangers?" Dumbledore asked.

"Protect, and then eliminate the person who wants to harm them." Sisley said without thinking.

"Yes, this is love." Dumbledore nodded.

"Is this love? But love shouldn't be that kind of... very disgusting, like life and death, very dramatic kind?" Sisley said doubtfully.

"No, no, no, love is not just the physical emotion between a man and a woman. That's too narrow."

"Love is actually very simple. It means that you want someone to be good, you want someone to be excellent, you want someone to be happy, you want someone to be safe and happy. You want to be with someone forever. This is all love."

"For example, are you able to accept Miss Granger falling in love with other people?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

Sisley subconsciously felt uncomfortable and said directly: "I don't want to. I can't explain it. I just don't want to."

"Well... this can be considered a kind of love." Dumbledore said with a wink.

"How is it? Did you find out? It's not that you don't know how to love, you just don't know what love is."

"But you will love and be loved in your life. In this regard, Sisley, you are very lucky." Dumbledore said.

.........

When Sisley was about to walk out of the principal's office, he was suddenly stopped by Dumbledore from behind: "Have you decided to give up attacking the library door?"

Sisley spread his hands and said: "Of course I would give up, but Hermione didn't give up. As her good friend, of course I will help her." Sisley then ran down the stairs quickly, not giving Dumbledore any more Reaction time.

"This child." Dumbledore leaned helplessly on his chair and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Are you going to accept this child as a student?" said a portrait hanging on the wall of the principal's office.

Dumbledore put on his glasses again and said, "That's right Phineas, this kid has a good talent and a good heart. The wizarding world needs such a rising star to comfort the hearts of ordinary people."

"The Muggle community also needs such a deterrent to ensure that they don't engage in petty tricks."

"The talent may be good, but as for your character, I have to say, Dumbledore, you have never been very good at reading people."

"But none of them betrayed me, did they?" Dumbledore asked.

"Hehehe, I just remind you that the child is not as sunny and healthy as he looks on the surface. However, if you really think that he will not betray you, you can find an opportunity to ask him directly and see if he admits it. Better to hide it," Phineas said with a grin.

"I believe him. I will do this to prove that I am not wrong about the person, Phineas." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"You are always so arrogant," Phineas said with a curl of his lips.

"This is confidence." Dumbledore took out a piece of parchment and began to write a letter to Sisley.

After all, it always appears suddenly like today, and almost blew up the stone gate. It's best not to happen in the future.

"What's the time? Every Sunday night from now on. Lessons lasting two hours." Dumbledore revised it for a while before handing it to Fox and asked him to send it to Sisley's pillow.