[Comprehensive British and American] Magic London

After entering the room, Harry restrained himself a little. He scratched his head in embarrassment, and poured boiling water into the cup with stiff hands and feet, "Drink it, please." There was no honey water, so I couldn't light it.

"Don't be nervous." Dumbledore casually took out a piece of candy from his pocket and put it into the cup, then took out another piece and asked, "Would you like a piece? Sweets make people relaxed."

Harry took the candy and put it directly into his mouth, "Honeydukes' candy is well-deserved. I have been greedy for a long time and I have not been willing to buy it." Sweets are not a necessity, save money.

Dumbledore glanced vaguely at the shabby room, and glanced at the well-tailored clothes and the ill-fitting robe, "Jasmine's craftsmanship is very good, if you're sorry to bother him, Madam Malkin can change her clothes anywhere." .”

"I can wear it." Harry said indifferently, "Father prepared a lot of clothes for me, but you know that American wizards seldom wear robes, and they think it's too unfree." Wearing wizard robes, I'm poor so I can only buy second-hand.

Dumbledore understood what the other party hadn't said, and he felt that he had almost studied it.Cullen is a simple boy who has just grown up and does not want to depend on his adoptive father. Although he is poor, he is not negative. He is very yearning for knowledge and has a hobby of teaching and educating people.

If Harry knew that he had achieved his goal, he would definitely be proud of his performance, and said to his beloved headmaster in his heart, "You misunderstood, this is all because of Seaver's good teaching."

"I heard from Arthur that you need a job." Dumbledore wiped his glasses, and he said with some embarrassment, "Your difficulty is that you don't have OWL scores, and it's difficult to be an official professor. I don't know what Cullen you are good at. of?"

This is probably the most straightforward temptation. Harry sighed in his heart and put on a confident smile on his face, "Ever since I got the first broom, I know that flying is my instinct."

"Oh?" Dumbledore didn't expect this answer, even if the other party said that he was good at magical creatures, he would have the answer, "The professor of the flying class is Mr. Feynman, and he also works part-time as the Hornets team." Special coach, sometimes you can't get back to Hogwarts on time, if you want, you can serve as his assistant first."

Harry's eyes widened in excitement, "Wow? This is really great news!" The boy waved his hands excitedly, "As a thank you, please have dinner with me tonight."

"Hehehe, next time, Harry, I have an appointment later." Dumbledore replied with a silent wink, "I will owl the letter of engagement in a few days."

"You are really the best principal in the world." Harry complimented him sincerely, seeing the old man standing up, he hurried forward and took the initiative to hold the other's hand. "It is a pleasure to work under your leadership."

Dumbledore patted Harry on the shoulder as encouragement, "On behalf of Hogwarts, you are welcome to join."

After watching Dumbledore leave, Harry immediately locked the door and lay down on the bed.What he has for this old man is not only respect and admiration, but also guard and sympathy.He could understand Dumbledore's way of sacrificing everything 'for the greatest good', but as the one who was sacrificed, Harry inevitably felt a bit chilled.As Seaver once questioned, 'raising him was like raising a pig for slaughter'.As the savior pig Potter, he said that he never wanted to be a big hero, and he preferred to live with his parents.

Recalling the relatives he saw in the Mirror of Erised, Harry covered his eyes and smiled slowly.He doesn't hate Dumbledore, the principal is his guide in life and a respectable elder.It's just...he also couldn't be honest with each other, he couldn't imagine how the old man would arrange things after knowing everything.Will many people be sacrificed?Many people I care about, such as Severus, such as the headmaster himself.

Harry sat up after stretching. Although he didn't have much appetite, he still had to eat the dinner he had ordered.

After simply filling his stomach, Harry returned to his desk and took out the parchment and began to write his thesis.Merlin didn't even know how the little Snape, who hadn't entered school yet, asked so many questions. If he answered perfunctorily or made mistakes, the other party would use sharp words to make him ashamed.Although Lily would speak for herself at that time, Harry still didn't want to see a contemptuous expression on Snape's face.

"Little Snape is no Sev," said Potter.

"Yes, I know that," Harry replied, "but I still want him to be happy."

Severus Snape once protected Harry Potter all his life, and now Harry also wants to protect little Snape I. It has nothing to do with emotion or love, but just wants that lonely person to have warmth.

The sunlight shone on Harry's face through the glass, the young man frowned impatiently and then opened his eyes.He wrote too late last night and accidentally fell asleep on his stomach, but fortunately, the handwriting on the paper was not affected.

"Tomorrow is the day of the gathering at the secret base. I don't know what questions little Snape will ask this time to make it difficult for me." After standing up and stretching his body, Harry went to the post office and gave the letter to the owl. lily.

Under someone's leadership, Lily's thirst for knowledge also became stronger. If it wasn't for Snape who wanted to lay the foundation for her friends, it would be a matter of minutes to ask Harry down.

When returning to the city and passing by the flying broom shop, Harry suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He remembered... Sev seems to be not good at flying?

The next morning, Lily was waiting at the door of the house as agreed, and little Snape, who arrived on time, resisted his anger at Sister Evans and stepped forward, "I'll carry the basket."

Lily obediently handed over the heavy picnic basket to the other party, turned her head to appease her sister for a long time before leaving the house to catch up.

Petunia wished she had magic powers so she wouldn't be cut off, but considering Lily was going to boarding school in September, she was thankful that her parents at least had her around.

"Harry hasn't come yet." Lily turned around but couldn't find anyone, she shrugged and took out the cloth sheet from the picnic basket, "Petunia made it for me, she said it wouldn't stain me on the ground skirt."

In order to avoid unnecessary quarrels, little Snape had learned not to comment on Sister Evans, so he turned his finger on Cullen, "being late and not keeping promises. Maybe he's tired of being with the two of us."

The author has something to say: Sif knew a lot of spells before school, and Harry...

There's no Hermione copying your homework this time. Pat on the shoulder.

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