[HP] Noble
Chapter 253
Renault Dilga Brest is very tall - in fact, it is almost impossible to find someone of his size among his peers.When he changed back to his original appearance, people could easily find that the strong and overweight Neville's clothes didn't fit him that well—the neatly tucked neck was pulled impatiently. With a red and gold tie, he unbuttoned the two buttons on his chest.
"Go on, Malfoy." The German, who had recovered his original appearance, moved his neck, and the crisp sound of the click seemed to make him enjoy it very much. "I don't think this is the evidence that you believe that I am not Longbottom."
"It was just a suspicion at the time," said Draco, "it must have been that ridiculous virginity charm in the first place - oh, Mr. Longbottom, the glowing red light is so beautiful."
"..." Hermione subconsciously glanced at Harry. She remembered that during that chaotic period, everyone in Gryffindor was like crazy. Lan Shuangsha, the two of them crazily attacked everyone they saw, and even knocked Neville under the sofa because of excessive force.
Draco smiled: "As far as I know, that guy Blaise hasn't made up his mind to touch Longbottom yet."
"Really? What a poor boy, this Longbottom." Raynor said insincerely.
"In contrast, I'm very sorry that I happened to hear that Durmstrang's private life is corrupt," Prince Slytherin ignored his teasing of Neville and continued, "It's easy to imagine that no matter who it is, anyway It is definitely not Longbottom himself who stands in the way of my eyes at this moment."
"As for my private life, I don't think you have any position to question me, Mr. Malfoy." Renault chuckled lightly, as if he just heard a very ridiculous joke.
"..." When he found that the smile on the lips of the Slytherin prince in front became clearer, but the silver-gray pupils on the contrary became colder and colder, his keen sixth sense told Scorpius that it would be very dangerous to let this topic go on—at least for For him it is.So the fourth-year Slytherin cleared his throat, and ventured to interject: "Excuse me, may I ask... how long are you two going to stand here and attack each other?"
"Probably until he can be honest and honest about what he wants to do when he enters the secret room." Draco said expressionlessly, but if you observe carefully, you can see that when he speaks, there is still an undisguised expression in his eyes. A trace of hesitation.
Sure enough, Raynor laughed softly, "Did you make a mistake?" He said slowly, "I came after that little Slytherin girl—oh, that poor flustered girl , I didn't even notice that I was standing behind her after using the invisibility spell——I'm not very good at sealing spells, if I didn't watch her use that spell with my own eyes, I might not be able to bring you out of it come out."
Draco was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously looking back at Scorpius.
What do you see me doing?Scorpius put on a mocking face, that's your fiancée.
"As early as a year ago, my mother gave up the idea of marrying the Greengrass family."
Scorpius: "... how do you know what I'm thinking?"
"Hey," Draco turned his eyes to the people behind him, "'Your eyes can talk', do you need me to answer you like that?"
"...don't waste such a romantic sentence." The fourth-year Slytherin muttered and looked away, the smiling eyes of His Royal Highness Prince Slytherin made his scalp tingle—squeezed the talisman in his hand, As if this would give him more courage, Scorpius only hesitated for a second before asking a key question to the person standing opposite - "If it wasn't you who was in the secret room just now, then we are Isn't it understandable that you are not the person sent by the Dark Lord to Hogwarts?"
Raynor: "Oh, my dear boy, of course I'm only here because of you."
Scorpius pursed his lips, and after thinking about it, he turned his head to Draco decisively: "You are so smart that you don't need me to remind you that he is lying, right?"
Draco: "It seems a bit late to flatter now."
Raynor smiled. "Such doubts are sad, dear little Gretel."
Scorpius: "...you only need to answer 'yes' or 'no'." Please shut up if you don't need it.
Renault raised his eyebrows slightly. Just as he was about to answer this question, the sound of footsteps from the other end of the corridor interrupted his train of thought—the sound of steady footsteps almost attracted everyone's attention. Sure enough, at about ten Seconds later, they saw a wizard coming from the corner of the corridor—his footsteps were calm, his blue eyes seemed so calm no matter what, and all his emotions were hidden behind the half-moon-shaped glasses.Albus Dumbledore just walked out of the shadows in the hallway, obviously, having just come out of Pomfrey's, he hadn't expected to encounter such a confrontation on the way to his office.
When he saw the tall wizard at the other end of the corridor clearly, the old wizard was a little dazed for a moment—but he quickly put away his redundant emotions. In front of his students, Dumbledore will always be a competent person first. The headmaster, and in front of outsiders, he is also a competent and hypocritical host——"What a rare guest, dear Mr. Dilgar Brest." The old headmaster seemed not to notice the tense atmosphere in the corridor, he generously He opened his hands in a gesture of absolute welcome, "I never expected to see you in the corridors of Hogwarts after the Triwizard Tournament."
Scorpius: "..."
For a moment Scorpius thought Dumbledore was taunting the only German in the corridor with some personal emotion. ...But that shouldn't be possible, right?Scorpius tilted his head, feeling that he judged the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. After all, Raynor and Dumbledore have nothing to do with each other... Well, it should be.
Five minutes later, they were sitting around the small coffee table in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.No one spoke, only the sound of Scorpius Kazkaz biting a cookie-in fact, he didn't really want to eat, but at this moment, Scorpius couldn't stand the sound of the Slytherin leader and the German Both of Mr. Armstrong's chief wizards looked straight at him... He had to find something to distract his attention, so that he could restrain himself from throwing the table in the faces of these two people in agitation.
Until Dumbledore finally smiled enough to speak.
"I think that the reason why Dilja Brest stands here seems to explain a very important position."
"..." It's a matter of position again.Scorpius held back a lot of patience and didn't roll his eyes towards the ceiling. His ears were already callused after hearing this sentence.
The German wizard who was questioned seemed to be very knowledgeable about diplomatic etiquette, and he smiled politely again, but he did not say "yes" or "no"—"I am standing here, and I have no position. said Raynor calmly, "just because—"
Never say "because Gretel is here".Scorpius stopped chewing, feeling Draco's gaze on his forehead almost burn through him.
"—just because my teacher asked me to."
"..." No matter who he is, in short, thank you teacher, this time I will be narcissistic.Scorpius relaxed all over, glanced at Draco triumphantly, picked up the cup and pretended to drink the lipstick tea.
"Ah, of course, at first I was not very willing. I didn't really like studying, so returning to school after graduation would be a troublesome job for me." Renault's light voice sounded, "If it wasn't for the teacher Remind me that I'm after a Hogwarts student, and maybe I'll turn him down."
"..."
He calmly blew a bubble into the tea in Scorpius' teacup.
There was very little movement, probably heard by no one except Hermione, who was sitting next to him.
Just when he fell down with blood all over his face because of the make-up knife, Scorpius still put down his cup expressionlessly: "Please don't be joking, Mr. Dirga Brest, and answer Professor Dumbledore's question well."
Really stop talking about the rest of the nonsense, didn't you see the other Slytherin sitting across from me looked like he was going to kill me?
Dumbledore: "Touching sincerity, really happy for that child."
Scorpius: "..." If he hadn't respected the old, loved the young and respected the teacher, he would probably have thrown the cup on his headmaster's nose without hesitation.
"My teacher asked me to help the right people create a potion that would bring the Longbottoms back to their senses and speak again," Raynor said.
"Then you chose Potter." The Slytherin prince who had been silent all this time sneered, "That's a good look."
Harry looked pissed off, but probably nobody cared.Regarding Draco's words, Renault chuckled and propped his chin with one hand: "At least Harry... oh sorry, I'm used to it... At least Mr. Potter agrees with me on your position, Malfoy, even if Mr. Potter is not so flexible when making potions, at least we can find a common topic when speaking ill of you."
He paused, then turned his head and smiled at Hermione: "What's more, Miss Granger, who has always been excellent, is here, isn't she?"
Due to the weird atmosphere on the table, Hermione just smiled stiffly at Reynolds, but it was a pity that her reddened ears betrayed her.
"We seem to have a lot of problems to solve, so I decided to ignore your personal grievances for the time being-forgive me, Mr. Dirga Brest, people always like to look forward and backward when they are old, and worry about those who need care. Suppose My guess is correct, so the person sitting in Mr. Longbottom's seat at the start-of-term dinner may not be him anymore?"
"Well, he's still alive." Reynolds rubbed his chin, and smiled at Dumbledore, showing his neat white teeth, "At the residence of Dirga Brest, my father kindly invited him a competent British-educated governess . . . apart from being unable to move about freely, I trust him to be all right."
……everything is fine?With Neville's character, wouldn't he be so intimidating?Scorpius stared at the cup with half of the black tea left in front of him, trying to let go of the expression on his face.
Dumbledore: "I noticed that your teacher kept being mentioned in our conversation?"
"Yes, a very good mentor, very capable. I came here under his will to help you find the whereabouts of the last Horcrux of the Dark Lord."
"...Ah, help? Excuse me for being rash, I remember you mentioning that you don't have any stance—"
"The price is that magical stone that can bring the dead back to life."
As if deciding to ignore the various expressions of the surrounding students when they heard such a thing, Dumbledore nodded: "...Sounds like a terrific one-sided deal."
"Oh, the teacher seems to have expected you to say that." Renault squinted his eyes thoughtfully, as if he thought the scene in front of him was very interesting, "He said there is room for negotiation, but you must negotiate with him personally."
Dumbledore sighed, as if he was very satisfied with the answer, he picked up the small clip that held the sugar cube in the center of the table, and picked up a sugar cube lightly and steadily, "If I could know the name of your mentor— "
"Of course," Raynor said with a smile, "Greenwald."
Snapped--
The sugar cube fell into the black tea in front of the headmaster of Hogwarts.
Splashing a few drops of red tea——
"Go on, Malfoy." The German, who had recovered his original appearance, moved his neck, and the crisp sound of the click seemed to make him enjoy it very much. "I don't think this is the evidence that you believe that I am not Longbottom."
"It was just a suspicion at the time," said Draco, "it must have been that ridiculous virginity charm in the first place - oh, Mr. Longbottom, the glowing red light is so beautiful."
"..." Hermione subconsciously glanced at Harry. She remembered that during that chaotic period, everyone in Gryffindor was like crazy. Lan Shuangsha, the two of them crazily attacked everyone they saw, and even knocked Neville under the sofa because of excessive force.
Draco smiled: "As far as I know, that guy Blaise hasn't made up his mind to touch Longbottom yet."
"Really? What a poor boy, this Longbottom." Raynor said insincerely.
"In contrast, I'm very sorry that I happened to hear that Durmstrang's private life is corrupt," Prince Slytherin ignored his teasing of Neville and continued, "It's easy to imagine that no matter who it is, anyway It is definitely not Longbottom himself who stands in the way of my eyes at this moment."
"As for my private life, I don't think you have any position to question me, Mr. Malfoy." Renault chuckled lightly, as if he just heard a very ridiculous joke.
"..." When he found that the smile on the lips of the Slytherin prince in front became clearer, but the silver-gray pupils on the contrary became colder and colder, his keen sixth sense told Scorpius that it would be very dangerous to let this topic go on—at least for For him it is.So the fourth-year Slytherin cleared his throat, and ventured to interject: "Excuse me, may I ask... how long are you two going to stand here and attack each other?"
"Probably until he can be honest and honest about what he wants to do when he enters the secret room." Draco said expressionlessly, but if you observe carefully, you can see that when he speaks, there is still an undisguised expression in his eyes. A trace of hesitation.
Sure enough, Raynor laughed softly, "Did you make a mistake?" He said slowly, "I came after that little Slytherin girl—oh, that poor flustered girl , I didn't even notice that I was standing behind her after using the invisibility spell——I'm not very good at sealing spells, if I didn't watch her use that spell with my own eyes, I might not be able to bring you out of it come out."
Draco was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously looking back at Scorpius.
What do you see me doing?Scorpius put on a mocking face, that's your fiancée.
"As early as a year ago, my mother gave up the idea of marrying the Greengrass family."
Scorpius: "... how do you know what I'm thinking?"
"Hey," Draco turned his eyes to the people behind him, "'Your eyes can talk', do you need me to answer you like that?"
"...don't waste such a romantic sentence." The fourth-year Slytherin muttered and looked away, the smiling eyes of His Royal Highness Prince Slytherin made his scalp tingle—squeezed the talisman in his hand, As if this would give him more courage, Scorpius only hesitated for a second before asking a key question to the person standing opposite - "If it wasn't you who was in the secret room just now, then we are Isn't it understandable that you are not the person sent by the Dark Lord to Hogwarts?"
Raynor: "Oh, my dear boy, of course I'm only here because of you."
Scorpius pursed his lips, and after thinking about it, he turned his head to Draco decisively: "You are so smart that you don't need me to remind you that he is lying, right?"
Draco: "It seems a bit late to flatter now."
Raynor smiled. "Such doubts are sad, dear little Gretel."
Scorpius: "...you only need to answer 'yes' or 'no'." Please shut up if you don't need it.
Renault raised his eyebrows slightly. Just as he was about to answer this question, the sound of footsteps from the other end of the corridor interrupted his train of thought—the sound of steady footsteps almost attracted everyone's attention. Sure enough, at about ten Seconds later, they saw a wizard coming from the corner of the corridor—his footsteps were calm, his blue eyes seemed so calm no matter what, and all his emotions were hidden behind the half-moon-shaped glasses.Albus Dumbledore just walked out of the shadows in the hallway, obviously, having just come out of Pomfrey's, he hadn't expected to encounter such a confrontation on the way to his office.
When he saw the tall wizard at the other end of the corridor clearly, the old wizard was a little dazed for a moment—but he quickly put away his redundant emotions. In front of his students, Dumbledore will always be a competent person first. The headmaster, and in front of outsiders, he is also a competent and hypocritical host——"What a rare guest, dear Mr. Dilgar Brest." The old headmaster seemed not to notice the tense atmosphere in the corridor, he generously He opened his hands in a gesture of absolute welcome, "I never expected to see you in the corridors of Hogwarts after the Triwizard Tournament."
Scorpius: "..."
For a moment Scorpius thought Dumbledore was taunting the only German in the corridor with some personal emotion. ...But that shouldn't be possible, right?Scorpius tilted his head, feeling that he judged the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. After all, Raynor and Dumbledore have nothing to do with each other... Well, it should be.
Five minutes later, they were sitting around the small coffee table in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.No one spoke, only the sound of Scorpius Kazkaz biting a cookie-in fact, he didn't really want to eat, but at this moment, Scorpius couldn't stand the sound of the Slytherin leader and the German Both of Mr. Armstrong's chief wizards looked straight at him... He had to find something to distract his attention, so that he could restrain himself from throwing the table in the faces of these two people in agitation.
Until Dumbledore finally smiled enough to speak.
"I think that the reason why Dilja Brest stands here seems to explain a very important position."
"..." It's a matter of position again.Scorpius held back a lot of patience and didn't roll his eyes towards the ceiling. His ears were already callused after hearing this sentence.
The German wizard who was questioned seemed to be very knowledgeable about diplomatic etiquette, and he smiled politely again, but he did not say "yes" or "no"—"I am standing here, and I have no position. said Raynor calmly, "just because—"
Never say "because Gretel is here".Scorpius stopped chewing, feeling Draco's gaze on his forehead almost burn through him.
"—just because my teacher asked me to."
"..." No matter who he is, in short, thank you teacher, this time I will be narcissistic.Scorpius relaxed all over, glanced at Draco triumphantly, picked up the cup and pretended to drink the lipstick tea.
"Ah, of course, at first I was not very willing. I didn't really like studying, so returning to school after graduation would be a troublesome job for me." Renault's light voice sounded, "If it wasn't for the teacher Remind me that I'm after a Hogwarts student, and maybe I'll turn him down."
"..."
He calmly blew a bubble into the tea in Scorpius' teacup.
There was very little movement, probably heard by no one except Hermione, who was sitting next to him.
Just when he fell down with blood all over his face because of the make-up knife, Scorpius still put down his cup expressionlessly: "Please don't be joking, Mr. Dirga Brest, and answer Professor Dumbledore's question well."
Really stop talking about the rest of the nonsense, didn't you see the other Slytherin sitting across from me looked like he was going to kill me?
Dumbledore: "Touching sincerity, really happy for that child."
Scorpius: "..." If he hadn't respected the old, loved the young and respected the teacher, he would probably have thrown the cup on his headmaster's nose without hesitation.
"My teacher asked me to help the right people create a potion that would bring the Longbottoms back to their senses and speak again," Raynor said.
"Then you chose Potter." The Slytherin prince who had been silent all this time sneered, "That's a good look."
Harry looked pissed off, but probably nobody cared.Regarding Draco's words, Renault chuckled and propped his chin with one hand: "At least Harry... oh sorry, I'm used to it... At least Mr. Potter agrees with me on your position, Malfoy, even if Mr. Potter is not so flexible when making potions, at least we can find a common topic when speaking ill of you."
He paused, then turned his head and smiled at Hermione: "What's more, Miss Granger, who has always been excellent, is here, isn't she?"
Due to the weird atmosphere on the table, Hermione just smiled stiffly at Reynolds, but it was a pity that her reddened ears betrayed her.
"We seem to have a lot of problems to solve, so I decided to ignore your personal grievances for the time being-forgive me, Mr. Dirga Brest, people always like to look forward and backward when they are old, and worry about those who need care. Suppose My guess is correct, so the person sitting in Mr. Longbottom's seat at the start-of-term dinner may not be him anymore?"
"Well, he's still alive." Reynolds rubbed his chin, and smiled at Dumbledore, showing his neat white teeth, "At the residence of Dirga Brest, my father kindly invited him a competent British-educated governess . . . apart from being unable to move about freely, I trust him to be all right."
……everything is fine?With Neville's character, wouldn't he be so intimidating?Scorpius stared at the cup with half of the black tea left in front of him, trying to let go of the expression on his face.
Dumbledore: "I noticed that your teacher kept being mentioned in our conversation?"
"Yes, a very good mentor, very capable. I came here under his will to help you find the whereabouts of the last Horcrux of the Dark Lord."
"...Ah, help? Excuse me for being rash, I remember you mentioning that you don't have any stance—"
"The price is that magical stone that can bring the dead back to life."
As if deciding to ignore the various expressions of the surrounding students when they heard such a thing, Dumbledore nodded: "...Sounds like a terrific one-sided deal."
"Oh, the teacher seems to have expected you to say that." Renault squinted his eyes thoughtfully, as if he thought the scene in front of him was very interesting, "He said there is room for negotiation, but you must negotiate with him personally."
Dumbledore sighed, as if he was very satisfied with the answer, he picked up the small clip that held the sugar cube in the center of the table, and picked up a sugar cube lightly and steadily, "If I could know the name of your mentor— "
"Of course," Raynor said with a smile, "Greenwald."
Snapped--
The sugar cube fell into the black tea in front of the headmaster of Hogwarts.
Splashing a few drops of red tea——
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