[hp] warm as jade

After dinner, Rong Jiu separated from Draco and the others at the entrance of the auditorium, and walked to the principal's office alone.

Accidents happened frequently during this period, first Mrs. Norris, then Colin who loves to take pictures, and the last one Penelope Crivat.The students in the castle no longer strolled leisurely in the castle as before, but walked together in a hurry.

I really miss the past...

Rong Jiu gathered his robe and quickened his pace.What if the Medusa of the Slytherin family doesn't recognize blood as the legend says?

After accurately finding the monster whose appearance and size matched perfectly, Rong Jiu said: "Iced lemon juice."

Well, from heaps of cockroaches to iced lemonade, the headmaster has clearly improved his taste.

But no matter what, he can't get rid of food, it seems that he is still a foodie?In the future, I don’t have to worry about giving him gifts. This year’s dumplings are exchanged for next year’s steamed buns and the next year’s rolls. It’s cheap, affordable and special, it’s perfect.Even if the pattern is over, you can still change the stuffing...

The wall behind the monster cracked in two, revealing the spiral staircase, and Rong Jiu jumped up it lightly.The walls closed behind her, and the stairs began to slowly spiral upward, rising higher and higher.At last it came to a gleaming oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of a griffin.At this time, the door was half closed, as if it was already waiting for Rong Jiu's arrival.

Rong Jiu tapped lightly on the door three times.

The snoring inside stopped at the same time as some weird sounds.Rong Jiu couldn't help but think of the portraits of the principal and the silverware he saw when he came last time, and couldn't help laughing.Anyway, Dumbledore's office is really interesting, but it doesn't make people feel frivolous at all, just like him, who looks a little crazy, but is actually full of wisdom.

Rong Jiu didn't get an answer, but the door opened automatically.So she took a step and walked in.

The office was empty.

Did I remember the time wrong?Rong Jiu scratched his head in bewilderment.

"Are you that little oriental witch from Slytherin?" An unfriendly voice came from the wall, "You look dull, are you assigned to the wrong house?"

Rong Jiu raised his head.That portrait was easy to find: because the other portraits on the wall were dozing with their eyes closed—or so it seemed.

"Uh... yes." Rong Jiu was stunned for a moment, "I'm sorry, but may I ask your name? Your eyes are exactly like my grandmother's."

"Phineas Nigellus Black." The person in the portrait looked disdainful, but still answered the question.

"Black?" Rong Jiu looked at the food like a person who had been hungry for several days, and rushed to the portrait excitedly, "Is it the Black who married the Malfoy family later? You, do you know Cassiopeia Black?"

"Oh, serious point." Phineas said with contempt on his face, "How frizzy, it doesn't look like a Slytherin at all. I think as long as you are not talking about Muggles, we should be talking about the same Black ...Well, Cassiopeia...the daughter of Signus. Oh, that girl's eyes are very similar to mine, do you know her?"

"She is my grandmother." The light in Rong Jiu's eyes was terribly bright, "You, you are from the Black family, right? Can you represent the Black family?"

"What?" Phineas sat up straight, and carefully looked at the girl in front of him: the facial features are three-dimensional, and the skin is fair, from which you can indeed see a little bit of the appearance of the little girl under Cheng Huan's knee.

This child... is actually related to me by blood?

Phineas was a little short-circuited for a while, and subconsciously replied, "Hey, of course I can..."

"Then can you bring my grandmother back?" Rong Jiu looked at Phineas eagerly.

"Come back? Where did that girl go?"

"It's like this..." Rong Jiu focused on the key points and narrated extremely quickly, but she understood it in a few words, and then continued to look at Phineas eagerly.

"Tsk, escaped marriage." Phineas snorted coldly, "That dead girl, the generation of the Malfoy family married a mudblood before the engagement was made, it is a shame! So she stayed at home obediently There's nothing wrong with it!"

"Then it will also be arranged with other families..." Rong Jiu muttered.

Phineas glared: "What do you think the Black family is! How many families can stand shoulder to shoulder with the noble Black family? Why do you need to sell your daughter? The family only had this idea at first, and everything depends on her! She is fine." , ran away after raising her for so many years, and now caused such a big trouble!"

Rong Jiu shrank back a few steps after being yelled at.

"But I really can't do anything." After calming down, Phineas replied, "Although I can influence the decision of the Black family, I am not the one who can make the decisions. After all, I have become a portrait..."

Phineas looked a little downcast.

"Don't do this, Phineas. Your wisdom is still protecting the Black family." A brisk voice sounded from the door.Rong Jiu turned her head and saw the old man with long white beard walking in briskly.He was wearing a fuchsia wizard robe today, with stars and moons printed on it, as usual... crazy.

"Good evening, principal. You look very energetic today." Rong Jiu greeted.

"Thank you." Dumbledore waved his hand, and a printed soft chair appeared behind Rong Jiu, "Sit."

After thanking Rong Jiu, she sat down.

"About your progress, it doesn't seem very satisfactory." Dumbledore began like this, "Professor Snape said that you have made great progress in using magic or Taoism on one side, but using both together has not A little progress."

"Yes." Rong Jiu blushed a little, "I have to concentrate on using any kind of magic, otherwise I won't be able to exert its due power. If I am distracted to use another kind of magic, it is still very difficult for me now." difficulty."

"Maybe you should train your mind." Dumbledore suggested, "I'm glad you've thought about the root of the problem."

Rong Jiu suddenly remembered a novel she had read: "You mean, it's like practicing drawing a square with your left hand and a circle with your right?"

Dumbledore seemed to be hearing such a proposal for the first time, and excitedly took out two quills and began to try.But after a few times, there were still two strange patterns of unknown shapes on the parchment.But Dumbledore was very happy: "Ah, this is an interesting proposal. If you practice distraction, it should be very effective. How did you come up with it?"

"There is an old saying in China, 'the right hand draws a circle, the left hand draws a square, and you can't achieve [-]%'. It originally said that if you don't use your heart, you can't do anything. Then there is a story about a knight...er, a knight, in order to learn how to fight left and right I specially practiced this method." Rong Jiu explained, "You just said about cultivating the mind, so I thought of it all at once."

"Sounds very interesting." Dumbledore looked at Rong Jiu with interest, "There are many interesting things in your hometown."

"Yes, it's very beautiful there." Rong Jiu said proudly, "If you have the opportunity, you can come to China to take a look, principal. Not only is the scenery beautiful, the history is long, but there are also many delicious foods!"

"Of course." Dumbledore laughed.

Hmm, maybe next time you can give the professor a novel as a gift and you won't even have to lift your hands.

"Some bad things happened in school during this period." Dumbledore brought the topic back, and the relaxed expression on his face became serious.

Rong Jiu straightened up and became serious.

"For the first time, you and Harry were both present." Dumbledore looked at her, ten slender fingertips touched together, "I think I have to ask you, is there anything you would like to tell me?"

He paused, and his expression became more gentle: "Anything."

Rong Jiu was silent for a while.

"Mr. Principal, can I ask you a question first?" She raised her head and asked earnestly.After getting permission, she asked, "I guess you must have called Harry. How did he answer you?"

Dumbledore seemed a little surprised, and then quickly replied: "He seems to be worried about something, so I want to ask you."

Rong Jiu hesitated again.

"So, can you keep it a secret? Not to anyone, especially... about Harry."

Dumbledore looked over his half-moon glasses, his light blue eyes were full of penetrating power, as if he wanted to see through the girl in front of him.

But Rong Jiu just sat there quietly and firmly, neither aggressive nor frightened.Dumbledore once again sighed in his heart, this girl doesn't look like a child at all.

For the first time, he was a little curious about her past.

This kind of maturity is really similar to Riddle back then, obviously he also had an unfriendly childhood.But she wants to be more honest and sunny. Is this because of her invaluable ambition, or is it because of some other reason?

"Of course." Dumbledore replied gently.

Therefore, Rong Jiu didn't hesitate anymore, and told about the mysterious voice they heard and her guess about "Slytherin Medusa".

In the meantime, she emphasized Draco's contribution in it.And she didn't mention anything related to Malfoy, such as Dobby, anyway, Dumbledore just asked about the Chamber of Secrets incident~

Taking a step back, if Malfoy was found out to be responsible for this matter, wouldn't there be Draco as a small hero, and he would probably be able to make up for it, right?

"Parseltongue..." Dumbledore repeated thoughtfully.

The whole office was suddenly quiet for a moment, and even the headmasters on the wall stopped pretending to be asleep, and looked at the pensive Dumbledore in unison.Then, a murmur sounded.

"Isn't that the mark of Salazar Slytherin?"

"Could it be..."

Rong Jiu widened his eyes.

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I had a lot of words yesterday, can I update it in two days and three times? QAQ Tonight, my younger brother and younger sister are going to be judges in the competition~