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

"How do you feel after I just called you here and ignored you for two full hours?" Dumbledore asked.

Sisley rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "I'm very unhappy."

"Do you think this feels bad?" he asked, pushing up his glasses.

Sisley nodded and said, "Yes, what's the matter?"

"This is called cold violence. I noticed that sometimes you unintentionally use cold violence against Miss Granger. This kind of cold violence does not hurt the body, but the soul. I think you should realize what you were doing at that time. ." Dumbledore explained.

"I know the meaning of cold violence, and I also know that it is cold violence." Sisley raised his eyebrows and said.

"Then you still? Don't you know this is very hurtful?" Dumbledore said in surprise.

Sisley curled his lips, then took a deep breath and began to say: "Come on, rather than talking about me, it's better to talk about Hermione. She obviously ignores me when she is angry, and she also ignores me when I talk to her."

"And sometimes I didn't do anything wrong, but I just didn't... Do I have to obey her unconditionally? She supervises me every day, supervises my meals here, supervises my dressing outside, and wakes me up from time to time when I get home. "

"It's a holiday! I can't even decide when to get up!"

"Ah, yes, my morbid psychology seems to you like Hermione is accommodating me, but what about the aspects that you can't see? She is also controlling me all the time."

"I can learn the Cruciatus Curse without telling her, and I can just make up a magic spell and tell it to her, but she still gets angry with me, so I should just obey her unconditionally?"

"She is a girl. She can cry unscrupulously when she is angry. When I find out, I rush to comfort her. What about me? I have to hide whatever worries I have in my heart. Can I cry? Can I cry in front of her? If I cry, will people laugh at me or comfort me?”

After saying this, Sisley unceremoniously picked up Dumbledore's tea cup and drank it in one gulp, feeling extremely popular.

"I'm a man too, I know all this." Dumbledore poured Sisley another cup of tea and said.

"Well..." Sisley was silent for a while.

"And it's not like you don't have anyone to talk to. Miss Granger, Harry, Ron, and I. If you feel depressed, you can come to us?" Dumbledore comforted.

"It's easy to say, but what about doing it? I may be able to talk to you, but you can bring me in. I'll go find Hermione and lie in her arms crying. Is that okay?" Sisley curled his lips and said. .

"So you think it's embarrassing to show weakness, right?" Dumbledore thought for a moment and said.

"Isn't that right?" said Sisley.

"Why do you think you can confide in me?" Dumbledore asked after thinking about it.

"Because you are strong enough and I am weak in your eyes, then I don't mind exposing more weaknesses to you, but are you willing to expose your weaknesses to me?" Sisley said softly.

"Of course. I met someone when I was young. We hit it off instantly. We were like brothers... no, closer than brothers."

"Let me tell you, I love him and he loves me." Dumbledore sighed.

"Which gentleman in the tower is it? Grindelwald?" Sisley asked.

Dumbledore nodded and continued: "I was attracted by his ideas when I was young, until later, I, he, my brother, had a fight in my family, and that fight caused me to lose my sister, My brother doesn’t want to talk to me either.”

"I didn't know who accidentally killed her, and when Gettler left that night without saying goodbye, that night stung me in my heart for years."

"You're relieved, aren't you?" Sisley said with lowered eyes.

"Really relieved..." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"emmmm" Sisley looked at him silently.

"Well, no." Dumbledore shook his head helplessly.

"Let's go back to the original topic, why?" Dumbledore asked seriously.

"...Punishment..." Sisley said.

"Silence?" Dumbledore asked doubtfully.

"Well... I know this will make her sad, so I use this... cold violence to punish her." Sisley closed his eyes and said.

"To be honest, Sisley, I am already a little angry at you." Dumbledore said with a long breath.

"Well...that's understandable, and I know it's not good." Sisley nodded.

"Then why is this still happening!"

"Didn't I say...punishment?" Sisley said.

"Do you really love...want Miss Granger?" Dumbledore asked probingly.

"Emmm, I can do it, but others can't, and I'll feel bad too." Sisley spread his hands and said.

"Is this also the kind of morbid psychology you have?" Dumbledore was silent for a moment and suddenly thought of something and asked.

"Listen to the truth?" Sisley asked, raising an eyebrow.

"of course."

"Torturing her heart is... more pleasurable than torturing her body." As he spoke, a strange flush suddenly appeared on Sisley's face.

"Hey... you should leave first." Dumbledore rubbed his temples and waved his hand.

"Okay." Sisley nodded and walked out of the principal's office.

"This is really difficult to handle. Let's go to the Muggle world. After all, psychology is a subject there. What do you think, Fawkes?" Dumbledore stood up and stroked Fawkes' feathers.

Fox just flicked his wings and tilted his head to look at Dumbledore.

"That's right, you don't have that kind of complicated worries." Dumbledore smiled helplessly, and then the surrounding space distorted and disappeared.

Sisley walked out of the principal's office, feeling depressed. Previously, those thoughts were suppressed in his heart, and he would never recall them at all, but now he only felt aggrieved. He slowly walked to sit next to a pair of armors that were humming a song. Come down.

"Hmph hum hum hum~~"

Sisley rolled his eyes and said, "Man, I'm very depressed now. Can you please stop humming?"

"Hmph hum, hum hum~~~~~"

More cheerful.

"MD!" Sisley stood up and waved his wand gently. In an instant, the armor was broken into pieces, which flew out of the window and were thrown in all directions in Hogwarts.

"Huh..." Sisley breathed a long sigh of relief, then waved his wand, and soon the armor pieces flew back and became complete again.

"I...Minato!" Sisley kicked him, splitting him into two pieces in an instant, and then like a demon, he was frantically destroying the armor under his feet.