Chapter 119 Shocked Aberforth! Beast! Can You Have A Son When You Are Ninety-Six? !
Blake's first trip to Hogwarts was very unsuccessful...
He had originally planned to go shopping with the girls.
But unexpectedly, he ran into Dumbledore at the corner...
Hmm... another Dumbledore.
So now even Blake is a bit puzzled.
If it were any other young wizard...
Albus Dumbledore would definitely not pay attention to them.
But he...
Clearly, this old man recognized who he resembled!
So it's certain that he will find Dumbledore to clarify.
In other words...
Today, he sneaked into Hogwarts to play.
It's definitely impossible to keep it a secret anymore.
"You guys go back first, don't make a sound, I'll turn myself in."
Blake said tragically, as if he would be expelled in the next second.
His realistic acting scared Hannah, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Are you going to be expelled...?" she asked sadly.
"Listen to him nonsense, at most he'll lose some points, then go to the Forbidden Forest for a month of detention."
Cassandra exposed Blake mercilessly.
"Well... I think this detention... were you intentionally caught?"
Hermione also joined in the criticism.
Blake smiled bitterly, "I really didn't do it on purpose, it was truly beyond my expectations."
"But... unexpected is a good excuse."
"Anyway, you guys go back first, I'll sneak back through another secret passage."
A statue of a hunchbacked one-eyed witch slowly moved aside.
Blake stuck his head out and looked around.
After finding no one, he slipped out with a bag of candy.
However, before he could even stand still...
A white phantom phoenix appeared in front of Blake.
In the entire Hogwarts, the only guardians of Dumbledore and Blake are phoenixes.
Therefore... this phoenix is undoubtedly Dumbledore's guardian.
After finding Blake, the white phoenix spoke in human language:
"Blake, come to my office for a moment..."
Blake sighed.
He thought to himself, that old man really did betray me...
And the speed is too fast!
Faster than me using the secret passage!
Blake scratched his head, then glanced at the candy he was holding in his hand.
He grinned and quickly walked towards the principal's office on the eighth floor.
"Password!" Drippy the Gargoyle asked in his usual melancholic voice.
Blake said, "Wait a moment."
He lowered his head and looked at the bag of candy in his hand.
He began reciting the password.
"Buzzing Bee Candy!"
"Cockroach Pile!"
"Peppermint Wand!"
"Wait! You're reciting the password too quickly," Drippy the Gargoyle 763 said.
"In fact, the password is Cockroach Pile."
"Please come in."
Drippy the Gargoyle jumped to the side, making way for Blake.
Revealing the circular staircase behind him.
When Blake entered the principal's office,
Dumbledore was standing in front of the desk.
Looking down at Blake with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
His gaze swept over the candy in Blake's hand.
"You have violated the school rules again, Blake..."
"Sneaking into Hogsmeade without permission..."
Blake took out a box of Cockroach Pile,
"Do you want some? It's the new flavor of Cockroach Pile!"
"And it's mint-flavored too!"
Dumbledore looked at the Cockroach Pile in Blake's hand.
"Hmm... it seems like I did hear that they have a new flavor..."
"Wait... I was still talking about you violating the school rules..."
"You... be serious..."
When Dumbledore mentioned violating the school rules.
Blake had already placed a mint-flavored cockroach pile in his hand.
When he said seriously,
That cockroach pile had already been stuffed into his mouth.
"Oh! This is really sweet!" Dumbledore said happily.
However, he immediately remembered that it was not the time to discuss candy.
"Cough... you violated the school rules..."
Blake said helplessly,
"Well, Professor, how about another month of detention for me?"
"If possible, deduct as few points as possible..."
"I'm afraid Professor Sprout will be sad."
Dumbledore was momentarily speechless, "You... Quirrell is looking for you again?"
In fact, Quirrell is currently busy trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone.
Because his body possessed by Voldemort is gradually becoming overwhelmed.
If he can't steal the Philosopher's Stone... he might not be able to hold on.
So for now, he doesn't have time to look for Blake.
But since Dumbledore asked like this...
Blake decisively nodded.
"Ah... alright." Dumbledore nodded.
Because Blake's one-month detention has already expired.
FFLX...
Dumbledore thought that Blake deliberately violated the school rules this time.
And then he would put him in detention again.
To once again avoid Quirrell.
"Are you still going to the Forbidden Forest this time..."
"Professor... let me go to Professor Babbling's for detention."
"Hmm?" Dumbledore looked at Blake unexpectedly.
Isn't this kid not fond of the Forbidden Forest?
Why does he want to go to Professor Babbling's this time?
"Do you know Professor Babbling?"
"I don't know... but I will soon."
"Why do you want to go to her?"
"Because... I'm tired of the Forbidden Forest."
"Go to Professor Babbling's place, and you can ask her about the knowledge of ancient Runes. I'm recently very interested in it."
"I've been very interested in this recently."
Dumbledore said helplessly, "You, even when you're in confinement, you still pick and choose where to go... Hogwarts has never had a student like you before."
On the wall, there was a portrait of Headmaster Phineas Blake.
Ever since he found out that the entire Slytherin face was stepped on by Blake, he now harbored resentment towards this little guy named Blake.
He sneered, "Dumbledore, do you favor him so much? Is he your son?"
Dumbledore and Blake both glanced at him.
Then they both ignored him.
Because this guy seemed to have said something right...
Phineas saw himself being ignored.
He only felt a surge of anger.
Then he grumbled and left his frame to wander around.
Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, then spoke up.
"When you went to Hogsmeade today... did you encounter someone who looks somewhat like me?"
Blake pretended to be surprised.
"You mean that kidnapper?!"
"A kidnapper?" Dumbledore looked at Blake with a wry smile. "Why would you think that?"
"I... I was walking on the road, thinking of buying some candy to treat you."
"But! That person suddenly dragged me into an alley!"
Although I felt that he looked somewhat like you, but!"
"You have no idea how terrifying his expression was at that time!"
Blake showed a frightened expression.
Dumbledore sighed.
After all, Blake was still a child, and he was already guilty of sneaking off to Hogsmeade to buy things.
Being scared by Aberforth like that again...
...
It's normal for Aberforth to be mistaken for a kidnapper.
Dumbledore patiently said, "That wasn't a kidnapper, that was my brother Aberforth Dumbledore."
"He's also your... uncle."
Blake bit his finger and thought for a moment.
"Then... if I see him again, should I just call him Uncle Aberforth?"
Dumbledore had a headache at the mention of this.
How do I explain to Aberforth?
Another problem...
The reason he hasn't told Aberforth yet is because he doesn't know how to explain it.
It's just that he doesn't know how to explain it.
Just as Dumbledore fell silent,
Suddenly, a pure white goat slipped in through the window.
The goat came before Dumbledore and spoke like a human.
"Why haven't you replied for so long?"
"Tell me quickly! Who is that brat? Why do you look so much like him?"
"And also! You look a lot like that old bastard too!"
"If you don't give me an explanation today, I won't let you off!"
After speaking, the goat disappeared.
Blake finally understood why Dumbledore knew so quickly that he had sneaked into Hogsmeade.
Dumbledore took off his glasses in distress.
"Well... why not... just tell Uncle Aberforth the truth."
Blake said, but his tone was very low.
"I wasn't originally a normal person."
"Just a man-made person created by others."
"It actually has nothing to do with you."
"I'm sure Uncle Aberforth won't blame you."
"You don't have to worry about me either, Uncle Aberforth shouldn't do anything to me..."
"The harmony of the Lestrange family is the most important."
Dumbledore felt a pain in his heart that he had never felt before.
This child is still very concerned about his own origins...
It's understandable, no one wants to be seen as an outsider.
Created by others in a laboratory.
It's not something he could choose himself.
I'm sure this child has been in pain all along.
If that's the case, tell Aberforth the true identity of this child directly.
But wouldn't that be like stabbing Blake's heart again?
Dumbledore put his glasses back on.
He raised his wand, and a white phoenix flew out of the window.
After doing all this, Dumbledore said, "Come on, let's go meet your Uncle Aberforth together."
"Then I..."
"Don't speak when the time comes, I'll handle it," said Dumbledore.
Going to Hogwarts with Dumbledore made things much easier.
They left directly from the school gate, walking with great confidence.
With Dumbledore leading the way, no one dared to stop them.
The reason Dumbledore didn't choose to use a phoenix to apparate directly was because he wanted more time to think about how to deal with Voldemort.
Blake agreed with one thing Dumbledore said.
The Dumbledore family really needs harmony...
From the Hogwarts gate to Hogsmeade, it's not very far.
It's about a little over a kilometer.
However, Blake still felt that taking the secret passage would be faster compared to going directly from the Hogwarts gate to Hogsmeade.
The Hog's Head Inn.
When Dumbledore walked in with Blake, the bar immediately fell silent.
After all, it was Dumbledore!
And the people who gathered at the Hog's Head Inn mostly had secrets they didn't want others to know...
Voldemort was standing in front of the bar.
He was vigorously wiping a dirty glass with a dirty cloth.
"Hmph!" Voldemort snorted as soon as he saw Dumbledore.
And when he saw Blake, he snorted again.
"Hmph! You little brat, you can run pretty fast!"
"Who made you look like a trafficker?" Blake said.
"Me! I look like a trafficker?" Voldemort angrily squeaked the glass he was wiping.
Blake immediately received a silver treasure chest.
This made Blake's eyes light up, and his mood immediately became joyful.
He even found Voldemort much more pleasing to the eye.
Voldemort glanced at Dumbledore, then put down the glass.
"Follow me," he said, walking towards the back.
After all, it's not the place to have these conversations outside.
Dumbledore and Blake followed directly behind.
Behind was where Aberforth lived.
There was only one bed, as well as a sofa and a coffee table.
It looked very simple.
He asked Dumbledore and Blake to sit down.
Then he said in a muffled voice, "Butterbeer?"
Dumbledore sighed, "Blake is still a child..."
Reluctantly, Aberforth served them both a cup of tea.
"Hmph, so your name is Blake (black)? Why not White?"
Then Blake immediately found Aberforth displeasing.
Clearly, he was still concerned about his brother.
Yet he had to put on a malicious appearance, not straightforward at all...
The tsundere attitude had long gone, hey!
Dumbledore said, "We came here to explain to you face to face."
"To explain the matter of Blake Blake Dumbledore."
Aberforth looked at Dumbledore in shock.
Equally shocked was Blake, looking at Dumbledore.
He didn't expect Dumbledore to be so direct.
"What... what exactly is going on? This child's last name is Dumbledore?" Aberforth felt his mind in a mess.
He knew his brother very well...
His sexual orientation... well...
He shouldn't have any offspring, right?
And himself... since...
He couldn't possibly have any offspring either?
Blake picked up the teacup and tactically took a sip of water.
He also wanted to know how Dumbledore planned to explain his origins and the relationship of the Dumbledore family.
But as soon as the tea entered his mouth, he almost sprayed it out.
He stared at Aberforth, are you sure this is tea?
And not some grass juice made by randomly grabbing a handful of hay and soaking it?
Ignoring Blake's gaze, Aberforth sat down directly, staring at Dumbledore intently.
"What exactly is going on?"
"I only care about one thing! That is, why does this child resemble that old Grindelwald so much!?"
Dumbledore's hand holding the cup trembled slightly.
Then slowly put it down.
"Actually... I made a mistake..."
"Ah... I was confused at that time. And then we had this child."
Abufusi looked at Dumbledore in shock, and then his gaze slowly moved downward...
"Albus Dumbledore! You're 107 years old this year!"
"And... he's only eleven, right?"
"Which means, when you were 96..."
Abufusi looked at Dumbledore in shock.
"How can you still have children?"
"Did that bastard Snape make you a potion?"
"Who is the child's mother? She must be young, at least under forty!"
"Beast! Such a big age difference! Are you not ashamed?"
"By calculation, the child's mother couldn't have been your student, right?"
"Merlin's saggy underpants!"
Even though Dumbledore was 107 years old this year.
Upon hearing Abufusi's accusation, he couldn't help but blush.
"You misunderstood... Abufusi..."
Dumbledore felt that if he didn't explain clearly,
he would be drowned by Abufusi's saliva.
"What else is there to misunderstand?"
"The child is already this big!"
Abufusi's gaze towards Blake had changed.
Although this kid did look a bit like that old bastard Grindelwald.
But thinking about the woman who could move Dumbledore's heart,
it was normal for her to resemble that old bastard.
Which means, this child is indeed a legitimate member of the Dumbledore family!
There are only him and Albus Dumbledore left in the Dumbledore family.
After they meet Merlin,
the Dumbledore family will become a legend.
I didn't expect that his bastard brother would still be going strong in his old age!
He can still have children!
"Child! Remember, don't learn bad things from your old man! What a beast..."
"Oh... don't drink this tea, I actually soaked it with a rag."
"Ah?"
