Chapter 508 From Dumbledore's calculation
·
Qing Mo Da Xian
Nagini kept asking Surya how she was doing all these years, but said nothing about her parents.
Surya also chose to ignore it and talked about the past of this shop.
It started as a small stall, and then had to save money to buy a small shop because of peace, and finally developed into the largest black magic item store in Chinatown.
"You're not married yet?"
"I once had a dear one, but unfortunately he has left me."
Nagini felt the same way, "We all deserve a new life."
Although her real age is not as old as her younger sister, she has already taken on the responsibility of being an older sister.
Vincent, who was listening silently, suddenly thought of Mrs. Zabini.
Maybe the deaths of the seven husbands were just accidents, but at least they used their beauty to benefit themselves.
And Nagini is regarded as a family member by the Dumbledore brothers, and it has always been because he has a kind heart.
They talked for a long time and a lot.
Around midnight, Dumbledore sent Vincent back to Hogwarts.
Corridor on the eighth floor.
"Professor, will Nagini stay in Thailand in the future?"
"Maybe."
"I think she must have returned to England."
Surya was kin, but Brother Dumbledore was also family.
Vincent waved at him who was in a daze, "Professor—professor—"
Dumbledore recovered, "You are right, Nagini is our family.
The only place in the UK that can be called home is here. "
The position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is still vacant.
There is no problem with ability, and there is no problem with personality.
The issue of nationality and identity is fine after the school board is settled.
In the end only the question of Surya remained.
Vincent was hard to see by him.
"Professor, I don't think you can—at least respect their opinion."
"You already guessed the answer, didn't you?"
Dumbledore accepted the contemptuous look from him frankly.
Wizards with powerful mana usually don't care about their wealth.
They have countless ways to get what they want, although most of them are illegal.
"Professor, don't you have any savings?"
"Sorry, I let you down."
"I still want to buy 7 board seats!" Vincent's contempt deepened,
"I just earned a little money, can't you let me keep warm for two more days?"
Dumbledore showed a meaningful smile,
"Vincent, you should be able to guess why Professor Duoji chose you as his classroom assistant?"
There are 7 grades, only the 2nd grade has this treatment.
You don't even need to think about it with Gugu's big ass, there must be a deep meaning behind it.
Combined with Vincent's natural Occlumency master and his miraculous talent of being immune to the influence of black magic, Old Dude Deng has only one real purpose.
Maybe he'd be officially a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor right out of school.
And without the funds provided by Master Lucius, Hogwarts must have had a hard time in the past five years.
It just happened that the wizard card jumped out to fight against the Gwent card, and it happened that the masters were unwilling to fight a protracted war, and it happened that they earned some Galleons from the 26 largest card merchants in Europe.
Vincent shivered with chills on his back,
"Professor, is this all in your calculations?"
Dumbledore shook his head with a smile, "I haven't even said hello to those old friends, you're almost driving the wizard card to a dead end."
"It's not so exaggerated." Vincent patted his little heart that was beating violently just now,
"So, I don't have to work hard?"
"Of course not." Dumbledore's eyes became serious,
"It's because of your attitude.
If you choose to sit on the sidelines, then I will not be of any help.
On the contrary, none of us would like to see innocent wizards harmed. "
Vincent lowered his hands and met his eyes frankly,
"Professor, at first I thought that they were to blame, and they had already decided that the wizard card was about to reap wealth before stopping it.
It was Hermione and Daphne who influenced me, but I still don't know why. "
Dumbledore raised his hand and pointed at his chest, "Because you have a kind heart."
Vincent lowered his head with a complicated expression,
"Kindness? Kindness can't accomplish what you and the teacher originally wanted to do."
Facing this question that was not a question, Dumbledore just lowered his hands and waited quietly.
He also has a kind heart, so kind that he dare not break any rules.
It can be said that he is cowardly, but his kindness cannot be denied.
"Professor, I will not be gentle with obstacles that stand in my way.
Even so, can I be considered kind? "
Dumbledore nodded slightly.
"Even if I will cause a lot of unnecessary sacrifices."
He nodded again.
"Becoming a real Dark Lord." The confusion in Vincent's eyes disappeared.
Instead, there is an awareness, an awareness that has several qualities.
Courage, wisdom, kindness, ambition.
Although it was hidden deeply, Dumbledore still saw it all,
"It is impossible to shatter the world without shattering one's own awareness.
You are ready, Vincent. "
"Professor, it's just psychological." Vincent rolled his eyes instantly, "I still have a lot to learn."
Dumbledore laughed dumbfounded, "If you can't wait, then I suggest you take all 5 elective courses next school year."
"Divination class, arithmetic and divination class, protection of magical creatures class, ancient rune research, Muggle research?"
"Of course, there's Apparition in fifth grade, and alchemy in sixth grade.
But for you, these two courses are not necessary to re-learn. "
He blinked pointedly, "I believe you can arrange the class time reasonably, right?"
Vincent knew what this meant, and was very curious about the answer.
If you ask, you will definitely not say anything, and it will be very uncomfortable if you don't ask.
"Professor, I will leave the matter of the board of directors to you."
Dumbledore spread his hands as if he had expected it.
"I'll give it to you now!"
Seeing Vincent running to the common room angrily, he smiled smugly like a child.
A money bag is 1 yuan, and the big bag can just fit 70 of them.
"Clang clang clang—"
"..." Dumbledore was speechless.
It's not that they can't nest traceless stretching spells.
Vincent threw the big sack he was carrying in front of him casually,
"Professor, you are my shield now, don't hesitate when it's time to do it."
Who would believe that a 12-year-old can beat old men?
The Ministry of Magic doesn't believe it, the card merchants don't believe it, and the wizards don't believe it either.
So at the end of the calculation, he was the one who benefited the most from it.
Dumbledore tentatively raised the big bag, "I will pick a suitable time."
……
……
Surya also chose to ignore it and talked about the past of this shop.
It started as a small stall, and then had to save money to buy a small shop because of peace, and finally developed into the largest black magic item store in Chinatown.
"You're not married yet?"
"I once had a dear one, but unfortunately he has left me."
Nagini felt the same way, "We all deserve a new life."
Although her real age is not as old as her younger sister, she has already taken on the responsibility of being an older sister.
Vincent, who was listening silently, suddenly thought of Mrs. Zabini.
Maybe the deaths of the seven husbands were just accidents, but at least they used their beauty to benefit themselves.
And Nagini is regarded as a family member by the Dumbledore brothers, and it has always been because he has a kind heart.
They talked for a long time and a lot.
Around midnight, Dumbledore sent Vincent back to Hogwarts.
Corridor on the eighth floor.
"Professor, will Nagini stay in Thailand in the future?"
"Maybe."
"I think she must have returned to England."
Surya was kin, but Brother Dumbledore was also family.
Vincent waved at him who was in a daze, "Professor—professor—"
Dumbledore recovered, "You are right, Nagini is our family.
The only place in the UK that can be called home is here. "
The position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is still vacant.
There is no problem with ability, and there is no problem with personality.
The issue of nationality and identity is fine after the school board is settled.
In the end only the question of Surya remained.
Vincent was hard to see by him.
"Professor, I don't think you can—at least respect their opinion."
"You already guessed the answer, didn't you?"
Dumbledore accepted the contemptuous look from him frankly.
Wizards with powerful mana usually don't care about their wealth.
They have countless ways to get what they want, although most of them are illegal.
"Professor, don't you have any savings?"
"Sorry, I let you down."
"I still want to buy 7 board seats!" Vincent's contempt deepened,
"I just earned a little money, can't you let me keep warm for two more days?"
Dumbledore showed a meaningful smile,
"Vincent, you should be able to guess why Professor Duoji chose you as his classroom assistant?"
There are 7 grades, only the 2nd grade has this treatment.
You don't even need to think about it with Gugu's big ass, there must be a deep meaning behind it.
Combined with Vincent's natural Occlumency master and his miraculous talent of being immune to the influence of black magic, Old Dude Deng has only one real purpose.
Maybe he'd be officially a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor right out of school.
And without the funds provided by Master Lucius, Hogwarts must have had a hard time in the past five years.
It just happened that the wizard card jumped out to fight against the Gwent card, and it happened that the masters were unwilling to fight a protracted war, and it happened that they earned some Galleons from the 26 largest card merchants in Europe.
Vincent shivered with chills on his back,
"Professor, is this all in your calculations?"
Dumbledore shook his head with a smile, "I haven't even said hello to those old friends, you're almost driving the wizard card to a dead end."
"It's not so exaggerated." Vincent patted his little heart that was beating violently just now,
"So, I don't have to work hard?"
"Of course not." Dumbledore's eyes became serious,
"It's because of your attitude.
If you choose to sit on the sidelines, then I will not be of any help.
On the contrary, none of us would like to see innocent wizards harmed. "
Vincent lowered his hands and met his eyes frankly,
"Professor, at first I thought that they were to blame, and they had already decided that the wizard card was about to reap wealth before stopping it.
It was Hermione and Daphne who influenced me, but I still don't know why. "
Dumbledore raised his hand and pointed at his chest, "Because you have a kind heart."
Vincent lowered his head with a complicated expression,
"Kindness? Kindness can't accomplish what you and the teacher originally wanted to do."
Facing this question that was not a question, Dumbledore just lowered his hands and waited quietly.
He also has a kind heart, so kind that he dare not break any rules.
It can be said that he is cowardly, but his kindness cannot be denied.
"Professor, I will not be gentle with obstacles that stand in my way.
Even so, can I be considered kind? "
Dumbledore nodded slightly.
"Even if I will cause a lot of unnecessary sacrifices."
He nodded again.
"Becoming a real Dark Lord." The confusion in Vincent's eyes disappeared.
Instead, there is an awareness, an awareness that has several qualities.
Courage, wisdom, kindness, ambition.
Although it was hidden deeply, Dumbledore still saw it all,
"It is impossible to shatter the world without shattering one's own awareness.
You are ready, Vincent. "
"Professor, it's just psychological." Vincent rolled his eyes instantly, "I still have a lot to learn."
Dumbledore laughed dumbfounded, "If you can't wait, then I suggest you take all 5 elective courses next school year."
"Divination class, arithmetic and divination class, protection of magical creatures class, ancient rune research, Muggle research?"
"Of course, there's Apparition in fifth grade, and alchemy in sixth grade.
But for you, these two courses are not necessary to re-learn. "
He blinked pointedly, "I believe you can arrange the class time reasonably, right?"
Vincent knew what this meant, and was very curious about the answer.
If you ask, you will definitely not say anything, and it will be very uncomfortable if you don't ask.
"Professor, I will leave the matter of the board of directors to you."
Dumbledore spread his hands as if he had expected it.
"I'll give it to you now!"
Seeing Vincent running to the common room angrily, he smiled smugly like a child.
A money bag is 1 yuan, and the big bag can just fit 70 of them.
"Clang clang clang—"
"..." Dumbledore was speechless.
It's not that they can't nest traceless stretching spells.
Vincent threw the big sack he was carrying in front of him casually,
"Professor, you are my shield now, don't hesitate when it's time to do it."
Who would believe that a 12-year-old can beat old men?
The Ministry of Magic doesn't believe it, the card merchants don't believe it, and the wizards don't believe it either.
So at the end of the calculation, he was the one who benefited the most from it.
Dumbledore tentatively raised the big bag, "I will pick a suitable time."
……
……
