Harry Potter: Impossibly Cute

"Professor McGonagall, can you help Sybil back home?"

McGonagall immediately helped Trelawney into the school.

"Dumbledore, I need to remind you that under Section 23 of the Education Order signed by the Minister..."

Dumbledore didn't want to hear anything more from Umbridge before he finished speaking.

"You have the right to fire my teachers, but you do not have the right to kick them out. That right remains mine."

Umbridge barely managed to keep the smile on her face.

“Only temporarily”

Dumbledore stopped talking, turned around and left. Before leaving, he looked past the crowd and his eyes fell on Ling Bai.

The two looked at each other and left silently.

Ling Bai saw Harry walking towards Dumbledore, wanting to find him.

But Dumbledore did not look back as they had agreed.

Ling Bai accidentally bumped into Umbridge on the way back.

"Sorry, Professor"

Umbridge just glanced at Ling Bai, said nothing, and turned away.

Ling Bai looked at the direction the woman left, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At that moment just now, a wisp of black smoke flowed along his hand and stuck to the woman's body.

"Hope you get some sleep, Professor."

Ling Bai turned and left.

Dumbledore was obviously really angry, and he had to go and comfort him.

Otherwise, this little old man who seems easy to talk to but is actually very stubborn will definitely cause trouble for him.

Ling Bai quickly walked around the crowd and entered Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledore just glanced at him and sat on the sofa without saying anything.

Ling Bai walked over and poured him a cup of black tea, adding two and a half sugar cubes according to his preference and physical condition.

"So what are you going to do now?"

"Albus, we all know that now is not the time to act rashly. Umbridge is the best bait to lure out Voldemort."

Dumbledore sighed.

"Maybe I'm really lucky to have met you. In fact, in order to kill him, I even risked my own life."

“I knew it, I knew it from the beginning.”

"Gellert is not here. You can ask me whatever you wanted to ask me last time now."

“Actually, I’m thinking that you might not know the answer to this question either.”

"Are you wondering how you and Gellert met?"

Ling Bai nodded.

“Even though I saw those memories, I didn’t feel it was real. It was like I was watching a movie.”

"When I first met you and Gellert, you were together, but at that time you were still... well, a fox."

Dumbledore spoke uncertainly.

"That's right, I am indeed a fox, but unfortunately, I can't return to my original form now."

"How did you get someone like Gellert to allow other people to exist?"

Ever since Dumbledore met Tom that day, he knew that Tom's feelings for Ling Bai must not be simple.

He thought it was strange that Tom didn't like Ling Bai.

He always has such absolute charm that he can attract everyone's attention and love.

"You are so old, but you still can't learn to share"

Dumbledore smiled pleasantly.

"Some people are born to never learn to share no matter how old they are. Gellert and Tom are both like this. But you changed them."

"I didn't do anything, it was just their choice."

The two chatted briefly and then Gellert walked in.

"You two secretly ate alone behind my back."

"Did get out of class just end?"

"Oh, I really can't help but want to punch that damn old woman"

Gellert looked annoyed at the mention of the word class.

Ling Bai smiled happily.

"Your body is pretty good when it gets angry."

"Do you like it? Then we can..."

Gellert's eyes lit up, and he was about to move forward but was blocked by Ling Bai.

"I take back what I said. How long are you going to pretend to be a child?"

"Don't you think this is a very romantic and interesting thing? We can have a spiritual and physical connection in this way."

"cough cough"

Dumbledore couldn't help but cough.

Gellert looked at his old friend with dissatisfaction.

"Oh, seriously, you really are a killjoy."

Dumbledore resisted the urge to beat up his friend.

"Please look carefully, this is my office"

Ling Bai glanced at the time.

"I'm almost going back. By the way, there's one more thing you need to pay attention to. Voldemort has begun to stir. Please pay attention to protecting Arthur Weasley."

Dumbledore's expression immediately turned serious.

"Voldemort wants to attack him first?"

"Well, Harry is Voldemort's last Horcrux, so he occasionally connects with Voldemort, and he will tell you when Arthur Weasley is in danger."

"okay, I get it"

Ling Bai turned and left, and Gellert looked at his friend.

Dumbledore immediately looked alert.

"What do you want to do?"

"What did you talk about just now?"

"Do you think I'll tell you?"

"Is he your friend or am I your friend? Why are you so ungrateful?"

"I remember that it was you who forced me to accept him as my good brother."

"Uh……"

Gellert touched his nose guiltily.

"That's not what I meant... Oh, never mind, I won't tell you then."

"Many of your forces have already moved here, Voldemort is also secretly investigating you and wants to win you over. Do you want to get involved?"

Gellert shook his head.

"I don't want to confront Tom for the time being. I want to catch him off guard to show my status. After all, I'm the first one.

According to seniority, I am his real wife, and the others are mistresses."

Dumbledore looked up at the ceiling again with a speechless look in his eyes.

But his brows gradually relaxed.

The feeling of fighting alone for too long was really too much, and suddenly he met these comrades and friends who fought shoulder to shoulder with him. This kind of life really made him deeply dependent.

If one day, he might return to a life of fighting alone again, even someone as tough as him might not be able to bear it.

"What are you thinking about? Why are you so thoughtful all of a sudden? After all, you are my good friend, and you and I should stand on the same front."

"Tom should be my student."

"Why do you abandon your friends for your students?"

Dumbledore stroked his beard with an enigmatic look on his face.

"Stop touching your beard, and please stop putting that bow on your beard, how come your aesthetic becomes more childish the older you get?

And those colorful robes you're wearing are really embarrassing."

"You have so many jingling accessories hanging on your wrists, fingers, neck, and ears, and you still have the nerve to say that to me."