Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

After Harry left, Anduin remained in the room, gazing at the Mirror of Erised with a cold expression.

The words he had just spoken to Harry were not false, as Anduin was indeed seeing other extraneous things in the Mirror of Erised at this moment.

But what he didn't say was that, besides being unable to reflect other images, even Anduin's own face couldn't appear in the mirror.

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In other words, the mirror in front of him was blank, even if he removed all the magical protections on his body.

This phenomenon perplexed Anduin himself, why had his own image completely disappeared? Was it because he originally didn't belong to this world?

A sense of nothingness and loneliness spread in Anduin's heart, but with his firm mind, he immediately dispelled it, and his eyes gradually sharpened.

He didn't believe in this nothingness, and he wouldn't be shaken by a broken mirror. On the contrary, he preferred to attribute it to some unknown secret hidden in the mirror, and what he had to do next was to unlock it.

But before that, he still had a deal to complete.

"You've finally arrived, Headmaster Dumbledore. If you had come a little earlier, you might have run into Harry," Anduin said, turning his head and grinning.

"Interrupting other people's reunions is not a good habit. This seems to be the first time you've been alone with Harry, didn't you chat with him more?"

Dumbledore, wearing a large robe, came to Anduin's side with a smile, then looked at the Mirror of Erised in front of him with a slightly complicated expression.

"Before he grows to a certain height, I don't want him to know too much. Letting them be the driving force for him to move forward seems to be a better choice," Anduin said, shaking his head with a smile.

"Anduin..." Dumbledore couldn't help but turn his head to look at him, his eyes filled with appreciation, "From a certain point of view, you are better than many people in education. Would you consider taking over Hogwarts? Becoming the next headmaster here?"

"You're not old enough to consider retirement yet," Anduin sensed a hint of despondency in Dumbledore today that was more than usual, "Besides, you also know that I have a large family business and don't have the energy to take over a magic school."

"Well, it seems I'm being presumptuous," Dumbledore shook his head self-deprecatingly, "But if you really become the headmaster of Hogwarts, the expressions of those little wizards must be very interesting. You've been tormenting them enough these past few months. McGonagall and Snape have come to me to complain more than once."

"Just some basic teaching subjects. Because they are young wizards, I have lowered many standards for this," Anduin shook his head indifferently, "But from the second half of the semester, I can give them some real intensity."

"I think you'd better be cautious. If you torment those children too much, be careful that their parents complain to the school board," Dumbledore kindly advised. Even he felt that Anduin's methods were a bit excessive. It's okay to be a little tired during training, but frequent surprise inspections or exercises are really a bit frightening.

"Since I chose to do this, I'm not worried about these troubles," Anduin smiled slightly, "And I can also get involved in the Hogwarts school board."

"Oh?" Dumbledore glanced at him in surprise. He knew that neither Silver Flash Bank nor Anduin himself were on the Hogwarts school board, and that the school board members were basically composed of wizarding families.

Although Dumbledore didn't have any prejudices, he couldn't change the current situation. Fortunately, most of the school's board families were not pure-blood, but they probably wouldn't let a Muggle-born Anduin manipulate them.

It seems that Anduin has more secrets than I imagined, Dumbledore muttered to himself.

But he quickly changed the subject, "By the way, I almost forgot the business. This is what I promised you long ago. I have asked for Nicolas's opinion, and he is very interested in you, and even said that he would like to take the time to meet you."

Dumbledore took out a small leather bag, no bigger than a fist, from his arms and placed it in Anduin's palm with a smile.

Anduin knew that this was the Philosopher's Stone that Dumbledore had promised to lend him for a period of time for research, but Dumbledore needed to consult the opinion of Nicolas Flamel, the holder of the Philosopher's Stone, before he personally handed it over to him at this time.

"Please thank Mr. Flamel for me. I am happy to meet this legendary alchemist. It would be great if I could exchange alchemy ideas with him," Anduin said calmly and politely after taking the Philosopher's Stone, without showing any eagerness or ecstasy.

Seeing that Anduin was still able to remain so calm after obtaining the Philosopher's Stone, a treasure in the alchemy world, Dumbledore nodded secretly in his heart. It seemed that his idea was correct, and the other party was not a greedy guy.

"If you can understand something from the Philosopher's Stone, I think Nicolas will be even happier. He has complained to me more than once that he created this stone unintentionally, so even he can't make a second one."

"Hopefully, even Mr. Flamel and you can't comprehend the mysteries of the Philosopher's Stone, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to do it, but I still thank you for giving me the opportunity to see this treasure," Anduin shook his head slightly modestly. He wasn't confident to that extent.

"You don't need to underestimate yourself. After seeing those strange products in Silver Flash Bank, even Flamel has praised your fantastic ideas more than once. I'll tell you secretly, he is now your big customer," Dumbledore winked at Anduin playfully, not at all like an old man should be.

"Is that so," Anduin smiled slightly, "Then maybe I should let the French branch increase the service specifications, so as not to neglect this big man."

"Oh? You know Nicolas is in France?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows in surprise. His old friend's whereabouts are top secret in the world. How would Anduin know?

Seeing that he had slipped his tongue, Anduin still appeared very calm, "When I was traveling abroad, I heard rumors about Master Flamel. I was just guessing, but you seem very sure of his location."

"I am indeed one of the few people who know his address," Dumbledore did not deny, "I would like to take you to see him, but like the Philosopher's Stone, I have to ask for his opinion."

"Then I thank you in advance for your introduction," Anduin was indeed very interested in the mysterious Nicolas Flamel. Even 'Phoenix', the Silver Spear, was painstakingly searching for him back then.

"I think you will get along very well," Dumbledore smiled contentedly, then his expression returned to calm and said, "By the way, it seems that Quirrell came to you specifically the other day?"

"Yes, but he took the initiative to come to me. This did not violate the agreement with you," Anduin nodded. He knew what Dumbledore wanted to ask, and he was worried that he would be anxious to disrupt the other party's plan.

"Did he reveal anything to you? Or did you notice anything about him? I don't think he came to you for no reason?" Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly.

He wasn't very afraid that Anduin would reveal anything, but he also knew that Anduin's methods were much more ruthless than his. It would be troublesome if he alarmed the snake.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. Quirrell borrowed a prop from me before. He just came to thank me. It seems that the alchemy prop helped him solve a big problem," Anduin did not answer the other party directly.

"But..." Anduin paused, "There is one thing I want to ask your opinion on. If it is finally found out that Quirrell was threatened and kidnapped, would you be willing to give him a chance to live?"

Dumbledore couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this. You asked this question, and it's not a big deal? You obviously know something terrible!

But he didn't blame the other party. He believed that Anduin knew what was appropriate. Dumbledore lowered his head and pondered for a moment before answering, "If it is really as you said, considering that he has not caused any harm at present, I am willing to give him a chance."

"After all, Quirrell was not a bad child before, but..." Dumbledore looked at Anduin fixedly, "Can you ensure that your judgment is calm? Don't be deceived by him!"

"I have a sense of propriety," Anduin nodded, then raised his finger and pointed to the back of his head, "He seems to have some problems here, so he can't help himself."

You still say it's not a big deal!

Dumbledore was speechless when he heard this. What exactly does this guy know?

"Do you have a plan?" Although he wanted to get to the bottom of it, Dumbledore still showed enough trust in Anduin.

"It can't be said to be a plan. Quirrell doesn't seem to have made up his mind yet, but judging from the recent conversation, my prop should have temporarily freed him from control, and I have given him enough hints. If he can't grasp it, then I can't help him more," Anduin sighed softly.

Quirrell did come to him again a few days ago, but he still seemed very guarded, but Quirrell also revealed that the [Mirror Brain] could indeed play a role, and sincerely thanked him.

However, facing Anduin's outstretched olive branch again, Quirrell still seemed very hesitant.

"Okay, if you need anything, I can cooperate with you. It would be great if Quirrell can really change his mind, but if he is still obsessed, I hope you must not be soft-hearted at that time," Dumbledore, who has always shown the image of a kind old man, showed a heart of stone at this time.

"You don't need to worry about this," Anduin's expression turned cold. He was not a hesitant person either.