Chapter 364
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Dumbledore wouldn't take any chances until Harry was ready.
And he also needs to be prepared,
Get ready to meet Grindelwald.
Vincent couldn't help them.
Courage does not bring Harry back successfully, what can help him is his own consciousness.
Dumbledore didn't meet Grindelwald, even the apprentice's request didn't work.
"Two professors, let's go down for lunch first."
"Go, boys."
Behind the six little ones were Harry and Ron, who were in a daze.
Hagrid was still wiping away tears when they left the office.
"Professor Dumbledore, you must be able to help Harry, right?"
"Yeah, and when he's ready, I'll be ready too."
Hagrid wiped away his tears and stuffed the handkerchief into his coat pocket, "He must be fine, yes, there must be no problem."
"All we can do now is to trust him unconditionally." Dumbledore turned to look at Dorje, "I'm sorry, Ephias."
"It's okay, it's just a little time."
He came to the shelf where the Sorting Hat was placed, and took out a roll of thick parchment from the bottom,
"The situation of students in grades one to seven is included. If you mind, you can choose another office."
"Don't bother." Duoji took the parchment, "The third floor is pretty good, at least it's quiet enough."
Dumbledore smiled, "Hagrid, have you chosen your office yet?"
"It's already been chosen." Hagrid looked out the window with his big red eyes.
There is the direction of the Forbidden Forest.
"Excellent choice."
How many more people like him do the work of two people with one salary, it's no big deal if the Malfoy family doesn't invest money.
However, according to Lucius' personality, the school managers probably won't invest any more money in it soon.
I don't know the exact number of horcruxes to find, and I have to make psychological preparations to see Grindelwald. The new professor for next year has not yet been decided, and the funding problem has to be solved.
Difficult.
"Albus, you seem to have overlooked something." Phineas said suddenly after Hagrid left:
"Isn't the Gwent card very potential, you just need to ask that kid to sponsor it."
a little?I'm afraid it's not a billion points.
Dumbledore's eyes suddenly lit up.
Lucius is probably counting on the recovery of the wizard card. If the Gwent card is successfully sold, it will be sold to the magic world around the world...
There are no problems with a billion points!
"Ephias, I need you to do me one more favor."
Dorje blinked.
Help again?He didn't seem to agree to the previous one.
"Vincent is very wary of me."
Yes, he too.
"So, I hope you can persuade him."
No hope, give up.
"Of course, I will pay him the same."
Dorje's face was full of surprise, "Albus, he can give you such a headache?"
"Yes—no." Dumbledore changed his words in time, "I just don't want to make him feel worse about me."
Believe in you!
As an old friend for more than a century, Dorje couldn't guess the inside story.
Vincent's maturity far exceeds that of his peers, probably calculated by Dumbledore.
"Albus, I don't seem to have agreed to—"
"No, Ephias, you promised."
Duoji nodded helplessly, "Well, I will only be the substitute professor for this school year."
"Thank you."
Small goodwill calculations between friends are harmless, as long as they don't lead to death.
……
……
Monday afternoon.
Dorje found out that he was wrong,
Very wrong.
When he first walked into the classroom, he found that the students were all busy with their own tasks.
Some dozed off, some read comic books, and some were late.
"Ahem——Hello everyone, I'm the new Defense Against the Dark Arts substitute professor." Dorje waved his wand and wrote his name on the blackboard.
"Effias Dorji, please give me your advice."
Vincent, who was sitting in the first row, immediately clapped his little hands excitedly.
Under his leadership, the little lions burst into warm applause.
Dorje withdrew his original idea.
When his eyes swept to the little snakes on the other side, he realized that he was still naive.
All of them had stinky faces, as if they were fighting against someone.
He followed Draco's eyes as if he was about to kill, and saw Vincent who was still leading the applause.
After all, I'm new here, so I still have to ask about the relationship.
"Mr. Malfoy, do you have any conflicts with Mr. Wayne?"
Draco's sharp eyes softened, "Professor Dorji, we—"
"We are very good friends." Vincent said with a smile on his face, "Isn't it, Xiaolong?"
Words can no longer describe the anger in Draco's heart.
Didn't he just mocked Pote last night, so there's no need to block him in the bathroom at night?
Although there is no evidence, this is naked school violence.
Endure it!
But the new substitute professor belongs to Dumbledore, so he dares to use his nickname to tease him in person?
If you endure it any longer, you will become a shrinking turtle.
"Professor Duoji, I want to report!"
Only then did Dorje realize the seriousness of the matter.
There must be many sad stories behind this resentful little look.
Draco glared at the innocent Vincent, pointed his hand far away to his nose,
"Wayne is a bullying bastard!
Since the day before yesterday my dad ceased to be the director of the school, he has had his men targeting me all the time! "
All the lion cubs felt offended.
Let's not talk about whether there is any targeting, even if there is, it is from the heart.
I have been arrogant for more than a year, and now it is only two days?
"Professor Duoji, he's lying!"
"Where did we target him, we just told the truth."
"Malfoy's loss of privileges is venting his anger."
Dorje's mind was a little messed up.
Gryffindor and Slytherin have always been at odds.
If it's just ordinary grievances, it shouldn't be targeted.
"Professor Dorji!" Draco's voice trembled slightly, posing as a victim,
"Wayne blocked me in the bathroom last night. If it didn't happen that some students came out to take a shower in the middle of the night, I would still be trapped in it now."
Vincent felt nauseous.
If he wasn't making fun of Harry about to be kicked out of school, he wouldn't be locked in the bathroom to reflect on himself.
"He did it! No one can sneak into our dormitory except him!"
Dorje's mind became even more confused.
Judging from Draco's plausible accusation, the thing about being locked up in the bathroom last night may be true.
If, if it is true...
Vincent glanced at Harry very cryptically.
His eyes are empty, he probably hasn't finished digesting yesterday's news.
"Professor Duoji, Xiaolong—Malfoy must have done a lot of evil, and he must have been punished."
The son of an ex-Death Eater would be upset to see the Savior, that's for sure.
It just so happens that Ron is Harry's good friend again.
Dorje roughly sorted out their intricate relationship.
Draco originally thought that Vincent was a persimmon, but he squeezed it a little when school started last year.
Unexpectedly, the persimmon had thorns, and his hands were covered with blood.
……
……
And he also needs to be prepared,
Get ready to meet Grindelwald.
Vincent couldn't help them.
Courage does not bring Harry back successfully, what can help him is his own consciousness.
Dumbledore didn't meet Grindelwald, even the apprentice's request didn't work.
"Two professors, let's go down for lunch first."
"Go, boys."
Behind the six little ones were Harry and Ron, who were in a daze.
Hagrid was still wiping away tears when they left the office.
"Professor Dumbledore, you must be able to help Harry, right?"
"Yeah, and when he's ready, I'll be ready too."
Hagrid wiped away his tears and stuffed the handkerchief into his coat pocket, "He must be fine, yes, there must be no problem."
"All we can do now is to trust him unconditionally." Dumbledore turned to look at Dorje, "I'm sorry, Ephias."
"It's okay, it's just a little time."
He came to the shelf where the Sorting Hat was placed, and took out a roll of thick parchment from the bottom,
"The situation of students in grades one to seven is included. If you mind, you can choose another office."
"Don't bother." Duoji took the parchment, "The third floor is pretty good, at least it's quiet enough."
Dumbledore smiled, "Hagrid, have you chosen your office yet?"
"It's already been chosen." Hagrid looked out the window with his big red eyes.
There is the direction of the Forbidden Forest.
"Excellent choice."
How many more people like him do the work of two people with one salary, it's no big deal if the Malfoy family doesn't invest money.
However, according to Lucius' personality, the school managers probably won't invest any more money in it soon.
I don't know the exact number of horcruxes to find, and I have to make psychological preparations to see Grindelwald. The new professor for next year has not yet been decided, and the funding problem has to be solved.
Difficult.
"Albus, you seem to have overlooked something." Phineas said suddenly after Hagrid left:
"Isn't the Gwent card very potential, you just need to ask that kid to sponsor it."
a little?I'm afraid it's not a billion points.
Dumbledore's eyes suddenly lit up.
Lucius is probably counting on the recovery of the wizard card. If the Gwent card is successfully sold, it will be sold to the magic world around the world...
There are no problems with a billion points!
"Ephias, I need you to do me one more favor."
Dorje blinked.
Help again?He didn't seem to agree to the previous one.
"Vincent is very wary of me."
Yes, he too.
"So, I hope you can persuade him."
No hope, give up.
"Of course, I will pay him the same."
Dorje's face was full of surprise, "Albus, he can give you such a headache?"
"Yes—no." Dumbledore changed his words in time, "I just don't want to make him feel worse about me."
Believe in you!
As an old friend for more than a century, Dorje couldn't guess the inside story.
Vincent's maturity far exceeds that of his peers, probably calculated by Dumbledore.
"Albus, I don't seem to have agreed to—"
"No, Ephias, you promised."
Duoji nodded helplessly, "Well, I will only be the substitute professor for this school year."
"Thank you."
Small goodwill calculations between friends are harmless, as long as they don't lead to death.
……
……
Monday afternoon.
Dorje found out that he was wrong,
Very wrong.
When he first walked into the classroom, he found that the students were all busy with their own tasks.
Some dozed off, some read comic books, and some were late.
"Ahem——Hello everyone, I'm the new Defense Against the Dark Arts substitute professor." Dorje waved his wand and wrote his name on the blackboard.
"Effias Dorji, please give me your advice."
Vincent, who was sitting in the first row, immediately clapped his little hands excitedly.
Under his leadership, the little lions burst into warm applause.
Dorje withdrew his original idea.
When his eyes swept to the little snakes on the other side, he realized that he was still naive.
All of them had stinky faces, as if they were fighting against someone.
He followed Draco's eyes as if he was about to kill, and saw Vincent who was still leading the applause.
After all, I'm new here, so I still have to ask about the relationship.
"Mr. Malfoy, do you have any conflicts with Mr. Wayne?"
Draco's sharp eyes softened, "Professor Dorji, we—"
"We are very good friends." Vincent said with a smile on his face, "Isn't it, Xiaolong?"
Words can no longer describe the anger in Draco's heart.
Didn't he just mocked Pote last night, so there's no need to block him in the bathroom at night?
Although there is no evidence, this is naked school violence.
Endure it!
But the new substitute professor belongs to Dumbledore, so he dares to use his nickname to tease him in person?
If you endure it any longer, you will become a shrinking turtle.
"Professor Duoji, I want to report!"
Only then did Dorje realize the seriousness of the matter.
There must be many sad stories behind this resentful little look.
Draco glared at the innocent Vincent, pointed his hand far away to his nose,
"Wayne is a bullying bastard!
Since the day before yesterday my dad ceased to be the director of the school, he has had his men targeting me all the time! "
All the lion cubs felt offended.
Let's not talk about whether there is any targeting, even if there is, it is from the heart.
I have been arrogant for more than a year, and now it is only two days?
"Professor Duoji, he's lying!"
"Where did we target him, we just told the truth."
"Malfoy's loss of privileges is venting his anger."
Dorje's mind was a little messed up.
Gryffindor and Slytherin have always been at odds.
If it's just ordinary grievances, it shouldn't be targeted.
"Professor Dorji!" Draco's voice trembled slightly, posing as a victim,
"Wayne blocked me in the bathroom last night. If it didn't happen that some students came out to take a shower in the middle of the night, I would still be trapped in it now."
Vincent felt nauseous.
If he wasn't making fun of Harry about to be kicked out of school, he wouldn't be locked in the bathroom to reflect on himself.
"He did it! No one can sneak into our dormitory except him!"
Dorje's mind became even more confused.
Judging from Draco's plausible accusation, the thing about being locked up in the bathroom last night may be true.
If, if it is true...
Vincent glanced at Harry very cryptically.
His eyes are empty, he probably hasn't finished digesting yesterday's news.
"Professor Duoji, Xiaolong—Malfoy must have done a lot of evil, and he must have been punished."
The son of an ex-Death Eater would be upset to see the Savior, that's for sure.
It just so happens that Ron is Harry's good friend again.
Dorje roughly sorted out their intricate relationship.
Draco originally thought that Vincent was a persimmon, but he squeezed it a little when school started last year.
Unexpectedly, the persimmon had thorns, and his hands were covered with blood.
……
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