Chapter 308 I am more suitable than anyone else
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Chu Ni Fan Wan
Sun Zhu reached out to pick up the teacup, and took a sip carefully.A little hot, but it did calm her down a lot.
Dumbledore straightened his beard and looked at her through the glasses.
She silently took the wand out of her bag and handed it over.
Dumbledore put down the hot tea in his hand, picked it up and looked at it for a moment, then said, "It's an oak wand."
Sun Zhu cleared his throat and said, "About four or ten minutes ago, the owner of this magic wand used it to cast a curse, although it failed to hit..."
She glanced at Cedric, who was sitting upright, and continued: "There are two other people with him. According to my judgment, they are both Death Eaters. They said that they were sent by a pure-blood nobleman to teach me."
Dumbledore squinted and pointed with his own wand, and the oaken wand began to flash back the curse.
Sun Zhu looked at it intently for a few moments, and said a little uncertainly, "Break into pieces?"
Dumbledore nodded: "It's a blessing that it didn't hurt you."
Sun Zhu hugged the pillow on the back of the chair in his arms, staring blankly at a red cherry on the cake for decoration, without speaking.
Dumbledore got up, walked in front of the two of them, looked at them carefully, then stroked his beard and said, "The complexion is a little pale, although the body is not injured, but it has been controlled by the interference of mental spells, I will tell Pomfrey Let her make some potions for you, lady."
"Thank you, but this is not the most important thing at the moment." Sun Zhu whispered: "Don't you ask me what I did to cause all these troubles?"
"I only know that Bamboo has been working hard to fight against some injustice, and doing these things will always sacrifice something, for example, they will put you in danger and make you lose something you care about." Dumbledore picked up a piece of toast , carefully spread jam on it, "So, of course, the most important thing is, how are you all doing now?"
Sun Zhu opened his mouth halfway, not knowing how to answer, but Cedric nodded affirmatively and said, "I'm fine, principal. It's just that Zhu needs some support and advice from you."
"I'm here to do this." Dumbledore said softly, "What can I offer you?"
Seeing Dumbledore looking at her gently, and putting the toast with jam in front of her, Sun Zhu developed the courage, and simply said: "Because of the previous actions, either meddling or self-righteous, , I got into some trouble. Although I don't regret doing it, and I have ways to protect myself, but I no longer want to continue to follow their plan-this is not good for the safety of those around me, and it also puts me in constant danger. In fear. I want to overturn their chessboard, but I need your help..."
Sun Zhu saw that Dumbledore's eyes gradually became darker, as if he had seen everything, but he still kept a trace of tolerance and kindness.
"Yes, although it's rude to say so, I still want to tell you that I need Mr. Nicole Flamel's Philosopher's Stone. It will be very helpful for my next plan. I can swear to Merlin that I will never use it It will do evil, it will not let the Dark Lord have it, and it will join forces against him with all its heart - just like the members of the Order of the Phoenix."
Saying everything in one breath, she almost used up all her strength, and she didn't even dare to raise her head to meet Dumbledore's eyes.
It was really difficult for her to have the cheek to ask for other people's things.But today, if she doesn't have enough capital to protect herself and others, why should she fight against the devil who killed so many people.
If they simply backed off and relied on Harry, the matter could of course be resolved, but unfortunately it couldn't be a happy ending.
But what she wants is perfection.
So she decided to take a step forward, she never wanted this kind of thing to happen again.
It was only when she really faced the black magic that she realized how terrifying it is, and now she is just too weak as a third grader.
Then be greedy and rude.
Dumbledore shook his head: "Bamboo, you are not yet 14 years old. This is such a dangerous thing, I don't want to..."
"Principal, this has nothing to do with age, and I'm not that old at all." She was a little anxious, "Believe it or not, but please don't think of me as an ordinary third grader. Of course, my strength is still very weak , is no better than any other third grader, but if you know its danger... I think I know it better than anyone else, and I am more suitable than anyone else to do this."
Dumbledore stared at the excited girl and listened to her words: "Because, I am a cowardly and greedy person, unlike those in Gryffindor who go forward without fear, I not only want to defeat evil , I still want myself and the people around me to be fine. If you let them go, maybe they won’t come back—they don’t necessarily really care if they can come back, just like you.”
Dumbledore took off his glasses and put them next to the pocket watch. Sun Zhu got up and followed, staring at the little portrait that looked a little old and said: "Since I've said a lot of things that shouldn't be said, I might as well say it again." Take offense. I implore you to stop punishing yourself with your past mistakes, some of which even count as yours."
The tragedy of the Dumbledore family began a long time ago when Ariana was hurt by several Muggle boys because of her inadvertent exposure of her magical talent, and she became a silent person.Father Percival Dumbledore entered Azkaban to avenge his daughter.The mother, Candra Dumbledore, worked hard to raise the three children alone, but died of an uncontrolled magic riot by her daughter.
As the eldest son, Albus shouldered the heavy responsibility of taking care of his younger sister, but that summer he met Gellert, who was the best at inspiring people, and he couldn't refuse.He even ignored his sick sister because of this, and his second brother Aberforth also had a dispute because of his dissatisfaction with his attitude. During the melee between the three of them, it was unknown who's curse accidentally injured Ariana and caused her death— —Albus dared not recall the details.But he believes that no matter who caused the consequences, all mistakes are caused by himself.
This is Dumbledore's biggest knot, and he has buried his feelings ever since.He has two photos that have never been shown to others, one hides the feelings that are no longer spoken and are destined to be silent forever, and the other is a memory that he will never let go and will always be sad and regretful.
Although the smiles of his mother and sister on the pocket watch could not be seen all the time, they always stayed in his heart and comforted him.
The portrait of the younger sister is carefully guarded by the second brother in the Pig's Head Bar, and only occasionally comes to talk to him.His Muggle-born mother stayed at his home in Godric's Hollow most of the time, although he rarely went there except for holidays.
Dumbledore withdrew his thoughts from the memory, stroked the small portrait lightly, and looked at Sun Zhu standing beside him.
A girl in the third grade, she is not tall, but there is a melancholy in her brows that does not match her age.
He said: "You are very similar to someone, but completely different. So, I certainly believe that you have the ability to do what you want to do, but you will not be like him and me, in a cocoon."
Dumbledore straightened his beard and looked at her through the glasses.
She silently took the wand out of her bag and handed it over.
Dumbledore put down the hot tea in his hand, picked it up and looked at it for a moment, then said, "It's an oak wand."
Sun Zhu cleared his throat and said, "About four or ten minutes ago, the owner of this magic wand used it to cast a curse, although it failed to hit..."
She glanced at Cedric, who was sitting upright, and continued: "There are two other people with him. According to my judgment, they are both Death Eaters. They said that they were sent by a pure-blood nobleman to teach me."
Dumbledore squinted and pointed with his own wand, and the oaken wand began to flash back the curse.
Sun Zhu looked at it intently for a few moments, and said a little uncertainly, "Break into pieces?"
Dumbledore nodded: "It's a blessing that it didn't hurt you."
Sun Zhu hugged the pillow on the back of the chair in his arms, staring blankly at a red cherry on the cake for decoration, without speaking.
Dumbledore got up, walked in front of the two of them, looked at them carefully, then stroked his beard and said, "The complexion is a little pale, although the body is not injured, but it has been controlled by the interference of mental spells, I will tell Pomfrey Let her make some potions for you, lady."
"Thank you, but this is not the most important thing at the moment." Sun Zhu whispered: "Don't you ask me what I did to cause all these troubles?"
"I only know that Bamboo has been working hard to fight against some injustice, and doing these things will always sacrifice something, for example, they will put you in danger and make you lose something you care about." Dumbledore picked up a piece of toast , carefully spread jam on it, "So, of course, the most important thing is, how are you all doing now?"
Sun Zhu opened his mouth halfway, not knowing how to answer, but Cedric nodded affirmatively and said, "I'm fine, principal. It's just that Zhu needs some support and advice from you."
"I'm here to do this." Dumbledore said softly, "What can I offer you?"
Seeing Dumbledore looking at her gently, and putting the toast with jam in front of her, Sun Zhu developed the courage, and simply said: "Because of the previous actions, either meddling or self-righteous, , I got into some trouble. Although I don't regret doing it, and I have ways to protect myself, but I no longer want to continue to follow their plan-this is not good for the safety of those around me, and it also puts me in constant danger. In fear. I want to overturn their chessboard, but I need your help..."
Sun Zhu saw that Dumbledore's eyes gradually became darker, as if he had seen everything, but he still kept a trace of tolerance and kindness.
"Yes, although it's rude to say so, I still want to tell you that I need Mr. Nicole Flamel's Philosopher's Stone. It will be very helpful for my next plan. I can swear to Merlin that I will never use it It will do evil, it will not let the Dark Lord have it, and it will join forces against him with all its heart - just like the members of the Order of the Phoenix."
Saying everything in one breath, she almost used up all her strength, and she didn't even dare to raise her head to meet Dumbledore's eyes.
It was really difficult for her to have the cheek to ask for other people's things.But today, if she doesn't have enough capital to protect herself and others, why should she fight against the devil who killed so many people.
If they simply backed off and relied on Harry, the matter could of course be resolved, but unfortunately it couldn't be a happy ending.
But what she wants is perfection.
So she decided to take a step forward, she never wanted this kind of thing to happen again.
It was only when she really faced the black magic that she realized how terrifying it is, and now she is just too weak as a third grader.
Then be greedy and rude.
Dumbledore shook his head: "Bamboo, you are not yet 14 years old. This is such a dangerous thing, I don't want to..."
"Principal, this has nothing to do with age, and I'm not that old at all." She was a little anxious, "Believe it or not, but please don't think of me as an ordinary third grader. Of course, my strength is still very weak , is no better than any other third grader, but if you know its danger... I think I know it better than anyone else, and I am more suitable than anyone else to do this."
Dumbledore stared at the excited girl and listened to her words: "Because, I am a cowardly and greedy person, unlike those in Gryffindor who go forward without fear, I not only want to defeat evil , I still want myself and the people around me to be fine. If you let them go, maybe they won’t come back—they don’t necessarily really care if they can come back, just like you.”
Dumbledore took off his glasses and put them next to the pocket watch. Sun Zhu got up and followed, staring at the little portrait that looked a little old and said: "Since I've said a lot of things that shouldn't be said, I might as well say it again." Take offense. I implore you to stop punishing yourself with your past mistakes, some of which even count as yours."
The tragedy of the Dumbledore family began a long time ago when Ariana was hurt by several Muggle boys because of her inadvertent exposure of her magical talent, and she became a silent person.Father Percival Dumbledore entered Azkaban to avenge his daughter.The mother, Candra Dumbledore, worked hard to raise the three children alone, but died of an uncontrolled magic riot by her daughter.
As the eldest son, Albus shouldered the heavy responsibility of taking care of his younger sister, but that summer he met Gellert, who was the best at inspiring people, and he couldn't refuse.He even ignored his sick sister because of this, and his second brother Aberforth also had a dispute because of his dissatisfaction with his attitude. During the melee between the three of them, it was unknown who's curse accidentally injured Ariana and caused her death— —Albus dared not recall the details.But he believes that no matter who caused the consequences, all mistakes are caused by himself.
This is Dumbledore's biggest knot, and he has buried his feelings ever since.He has two photos that have never been shown to others, one hides the feelings that are no longer spoken and are destined to be silent forever, and the other is a memory that he will never let go and will always be sad and regretful.
Although the smiles of his mother and sister on the pocket watch could not be seen all the time, they always stayed in his heart and comforted him.
The portrait of the younger sister is carefully guarded by the second brother in the Pig's Head Bar, and only occasionally comes to talk to him.His Muggle-born mother stayed at his home in Godric's Hollow most of the time, although he rarely went there except for holidays.
Dumbledore withdrew his thoughts from the memory, stroked the small portrait lightly, and looked at Sun Zhu standing beside him.
A girl in the third grade, she is not tall, but there is a melancholy in her brows that does not match her age.
He said: "You are very similar to someone, but completely different. So, I certainly believe that you have the ability to do what you want to do, but you will not be like him and me, in a cocoon."
