Chapter 70 The Secret of the Eyes
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 70 The Secret of the Eyes
In mid-March, there was still a full week before the Easter holiday. Professor McGonagall told the second-year little wizards in advance that after the holiday, they would need to make a choice about the electives they would take in the third year, which made Hermione temporarily forget Regarding the defense against the dark arts practical class, she held the new class list and studied for the whole weekend, and she was not willing to give up any of them.
Even for the regular activity of helping Professor Lockhart write a letter on weekend afternoons, she brought the new timetable with her, hoping to get some pointers from Professor Brayne.
"Interest is the best teacher, Granger—"
Amosta said with a smile,
"Human energy is limited, you have to make trade-offs. If you are asking for my advice, I think the protection of magical animals and ancient runes may be more practical."
"She has decided to sign all the subjects—"
Harry said cautiously.
This time, Professor Blaine did not ask anyone other than Hermione to help Lockhart write the letter, but Harry followed him to Professor Blaine's office. In the middle, find the clues to deal with the Nether Corpse.
"Learn everything?"
Looking at the stubborn little witch shining in her brown eyes, Amosta said helplessly,
"Time might be an issue, Granger, there are many classes that completely overlap in time, and you can't be in two classes at the same time."
"That's not a problem, Professor Bryan, Professor McGonagall gave me a good suggestion—"
As for replying letters, Hermione is very proficient at what she does now, she writes quickly on the letter paper, it seems that Professor Brian's persuasion has not shaken her determination.
"And what about you, Potter?"
Amostar gave up trying to persuade and looked at Harry.
"Divination and Protection of Magical Creatures, Professor, Ron and I have both taken these two courses." Harry answered the question quickly, thinking about how to bring the topic to Professor Brian's words in the school hospital Past tips go above.
Amosta nodded in disbelief, muttering in a low voice
"I heard that Professor Kettleburn of the Protection of Magical Creatures class seems to be retiring in the second half of the year. It seems that Principal Dumbledore will have a headache in the second half of the year. He has to find two professors to fill the vacancy—"
Harry opened his mouth in surprise, and even Hermione stopped the quill in her hand and raised her head to stare blankly at Professor Brian. After exchanging glances with Harry, Hermione asked wistfully,
"Do you have no intention of continuing to teach, Professor?"
"hehe--"
Amosta smiled softly, he picked up the group photo on the table and carefully wiped the dust on the frame,
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, Granger, Potter, maybe it's a good job to be a professor at Hogwarts, maybe one day in the future, I will make such a decision, but at least in the short term , I have no such plan."
Professor Brian's answer made Hermione depressed.
Even Harry, for a while, didn't think deeply about the methods to deal with the Inferi. He stared at the young face under the flickering candlelight and the purple eyes that were darker than when he first saw him, and suddenly remembered the beginning of this semester. , The three of them inquired about Professor Bryan from Hagrid.
"--professor,"
Harry hesitated for a while, but still couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and asked eagerly,
"We heard something from Hagrid about your school days, the black witch you met in the Forbidden Forest when you were in fifth grade, did you finally figure out who she is?"
Amosta paused for a moment when he wiped, he glanced at Harry, his smile became elusive,
"That's a good question, Potter. To be honest, I've been thinking about this for so many years. I've always wanted to understand the purpose of that woman who broke into Hogwarts and killed me when I was a little wizard. What. But I hadn't sort of figured it out until a few days ago."
"who is she?!"
Harry and Hermione's eyes widened and they screamed at the same time.
"I can't tell you right now—"
Amosta lowered his eyes and smiled and put the photo frame back to its original place. Seeing the two little wizards' faces clearly showing disappointment, he pursed his lips and thought about it, then smiled and said,
"Well, as compensation, you can ask me some other questions, and I can try my best to answer them for you. Of course, Potter, if you want to ask me how to pass the 'practice class', then you don't have to. Work done!"
Harry, who had been punctured by Professor Brain, smiled shyly. He smacked his mouth regretfully, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at the group photo that Professor Brain put down. Suddenly, he raised his brows and looked into Professor Brain's eyes.
When he walked into this office for the first time, Harry was very curious about why Professor Brian's eyes changed so much from those in school. It was rare that Professor Brian was willing to explain his doubts to him. A once in a lifetime opportunity to figure things out!
From Harry's eyes, Amosta probably knew what he was thinking, he blinked and laughed.
"Okay. If you're really curious"
"Would you like to tell us?"
Harry asked shyly.
"There's really nothing you can't say, Potter—"
Amosta leaned back in his chair and smiled gently, "Actually, this has something to do with what happened on Christmas Eve in my fifth grade."
Hermione dropped the quill neatly and sat upright, her serious posture seemed to be in class.
"That night, there were two things that made me feel uneasy. The first one was the black witch who suddenly broke into Hogwarts, and the second one was Principal Dumbledore—"
Amostar stopped Harry who wanted to defend Dumbledore with gestures, he looked up at the cold rock on the ceiling and smiled, his eyes lost in memory
"That night, Principal Dumbledore just used a simple disarming spell to let me see what a truly powerful wizard looks like at the top of the contemporary magic world.
For some time since that night, I have been thinking about this question, that is, if in the future, for some reason, I have to fight a wizard as powerful as Headmaster Dumbledore, then, in that Under such circumstances, how can I ensure that I can save my life and even win in the hands of such a wizard? "
Harry and Hermione exchanged glances uneasily, and after a while, he whispered,
"That's just a misunderstanding, professor, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Headmaster Dumbledore to hurt you—"
"Principal Dumbledore is the greatest white wizard of our time, in my opinion, lost to such a wizard"
Under Professor Bryan's shining eyes, Hermione couldn't continue speaking, but she still expressed her meaning. In the contemporary magic world, no one would think that losing to Dumbledore is a shameful thing.
"I don't see it as you do, Miss Granger."
Amosta rubbed her fingers and said calmly,
"The first step in wanting to surpass someone is to firmly believe in your heart that you can do it So, I never felt that a wizard like Principal Dumbledore or the Dark Lord was absolutely invincible—"
(End of this chapter)
In mid-March, there was still a full week before the Easter holiday. Professor McGonagall told the second-year little wizards in advance that after the holiday, they would need to make a choice about the electives they would take in the third year, which made Hermione temporarily forget Regarding the defense against the dark arts practical class, she held the new class list and studied for the whole weekend, and she was not willing to give up any of them.
Even for the regular activity of helping Professor Lockhart write a letter on weekend afternoons, she brought the new timetable with her, hoping to get some pointers from Professor Brayne.
"Interest is the best teacher, Granger—"
Amosta said with a smile,
"Human energy is limited, you have to make trade-offs. If you are asking for my advice, I think the protection of magical animals and ancient runes may be more practical."
"She has decided to sign all the subjects—"
Harry said cautiously.
This time, Professor Blaine did not ask anyone other than Hermione to help Lockhart write the letter, but Harry followed him to Professor Blaine's office. In the middle, find the clues to deal with the Nether Corpse.
"Learn everything?"
Looking at the stubborn little witch shining in her brown eyes, Amosta said helplessly,
"Time might be an issue, Granger, there are many classes that completely overlap in time, and you can't be in two classes at the same time."
"That's not a problem, Professor Bryan, Professor McGonagall gave me a good suggestion—"
As for replying letters, Hermione is very proficient at what she does now, she writes quickly on the letter paper, it seems that Professor Brian's persuasion has not shaken her determination.
"And what about you, Potter?"
Amostar gave up trying to persuade and looked at Harry.
"Divination and Protection of Magical Creatures, Professor, Ron and I have both taken these two courses." Harry answered the question quickly, thinking about how to bring the topic to Professor Brian's words in the school hospital Past tips go above.
Amosta nodded in disbelief, muttering in a low voice
"I heard that Professor Kettleburn of the Protection of Magical Creatures class seems to be retiring in the second half of the year. It seems that Principal Dumbledore will have a headache in the second half of the year. He has to find two professors to fill the vacancy—"
Harry opened his mouth in surprise, and even Hermione stopped the quill in her hand and raised her head to stare blankly at Professor Brian. After exchanging glances with Harry, Hermione asked wistfully,
"Do you have no intention of continuing to teach, Professor?"
"hehe--"
Amosta smiled softly, he picked up the group photo on the table and carefully wiped the dust on the frame,
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, Granger, Potter, maybe it's a good job to be a professor at Hogwarts, maybe one day in the future, I will make such a decision, but at least in the short term , I have no such plan."
Professor Brian's answer made Hermione depressed.
Even Harry, for a while, didn't think deeply about the methods to deal with the Inferi. He stared at the young face under the flickering candlelight and the purple eyes that were darker than when he first saw him, and suddenly remembered the beginning of this semester. , The three of them inquired about Professor Bryan from Hagrid.
"--professor,"
Harry hesitated for a while, but still couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and asked eagerly,
"We heard something from Hagrid about your school days, the black witch you met in the Forbidden Forest when you were in fifth grade, did you finally figure out who she is?"
Amosta paused for a moment when he wiped, he glanced at Harry, his smile became elusive,
"That's a good question, Potter. To be honest, I've been thinking about this for so many years. I've always wanted to understand the purpose of that woman who broke into Hogwarts and killed me when I was a little wizard. What. But I hadn't sort of figured it out until a few days ago."
"who is she?!"
Harry and Hermione's eyes widened and they screamed at the same time.
"I can't tell you right now—"
Amosta lowered his eyes and smiled and put the photo frame back to its original place. Seeing the two little wizards' faces clearly showing disappointment, he pursed his lips and thought about it, then smiled and said,
"Well, as compensation, you can ask me some other questions, and I can try my best to answer them for you. Of course, Potter, if you want to ask me how to pass the 'practice class', then you don't have to. Work done!"
Harry, who had been punctured by Professor Brain, smiled shyly. He smacked his mouth regretfully, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at the group photo that Professor Brain put down. Suddenly, he raised his brows and looked into Professor Brain's eyes.
When he walked into this office for the first time, Harry was very curious about why Professor Brian's eyes changed so much from those in school. It was rare that Professor Brian was willing to explain his doubts to him. A once in a lifetime opportunity to figure things out!
From Harry's eyes, Amosta probably knew what he was thinking, he blinked and laughed.
"Okay. If you're really curious"
"Would you like to tell us?"
Harry asked shyly.
"There's really nothing you can't say, Potter—"
Amosta leaned back in his chair and smiled gently, "Actually, this has something to do with what happened on Christmas Eve in my fifth grade."
Hermione dropped the quill neatly and sat upright, her serious posture seemed to be in class.
"That night, there were two things that made me feel uneasy. The first one was the black witch who suddenly broke into Hogwarts, and the second one was Principal Dumbledore—"
Amostar stopped Harry who wanted to defend Dumbledore with gestures, he looked up at the cold rock on the ceiling and smiled, his eyes lost in memory
"That night, Principal Dumbledore just used a simple disarming spell to let me see what a truly powerful wizard looks like at the top of the contemporary magic world.
For some time since that night, I have been thinking about this question, that is, if in the future, for some reason, I have to fight a wizard as powerful as Headmaster Dumbledore, then, in that Under such circumstances, how can I ensure that I can save my life and even win in the hands of such a wizard? "
Harry and Hermione exchanged glances uneasily, and after a while, he whispered,
"That's just a misunderstanding, professor, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Headmaster Dumbledore to hurt you—"
"Principal Dumbledore is the greatest white wizard of our time, in my opinion, lost to such a wizard"
Under Professor Bryan's shining eyes, Hermione couldn't continue speaking, but she still expressed her meaning. In the contemporary magic world, no one would think that losing to Dumbledore is a shameful thing.
"I don't see it as you do, Miss Granger."
Amosta rubbed her fingers and said calmly,
"The first step in wanting to surpass someone is to firmly believe in your heart that you can do it So, I never felt that a wizard like Principal Dumbledore or the Dark Lord was absolutely invincible—"
(End of this chapter)
