Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

"Don’t be so nervous. At least it seems that the problems of muggle society and the troubles caused by the previous war preparations have been dealt with.

It’s just that, even if it is With the size of the Ministry of Magic, it is not easy to digest the series of complications caused by this big problem, at least it will take a while."

In the castle On the eighth floor, in the corridor outside the headmaster, Peeves, who came out to meet Jon in advance, whispered.

"Then, Dumbledore must have been not very relaxed and happy during this period of time."

Jon's mood is the same. He went to the magic fairy castle to find a place to solve it. When there was a psychological problem, he told Peeves about this matter, and with the arrival of Seschatli, there must be some things that could not be kept secret, so he simply asked Peeves to tell Dumbledore the matter directly.

But at that time, there were still many problems outside and the tails were not cleaned up. Dumbledore didn’t stay in the school much, and probably didn’t take it seriously, but it’s different now. This point, since he came back Just let Peeves ask Jon to go to his office immediately.

Taking a few deep breaths outside the headmaster, Jon followed Peeves over the stone statue and up the steps.

Then knocked on the office door.

"Oh? Is it finally here?"

Dumbledore's voice came out: "Then just come in."

Jon pushed in. , But found that there was another person in the office besides Dumbledore.

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If it weren’t for the smoke from the burning tobacco in the office, Jon would almost think that this person is Grindelwald is here.

It's not because of anything else, it's just because the black robe is too opposing.

On the small sofa on the side of Dumbledore’s office, sat a man in a black cotton robe, wearing a cloak, looking covered in dust, as if he had just traveled a distance of tens of thousands of miles. Same.

There was a cigar burning in his hand, and his entire face was wiped off. It looked like just a cloud of mist. It seemed that the two were talking before Jon came in.

In Jon's line of sight, in the feedback of the glasses, the magic elements around the person are as calm as dead water, as if they were all swallowed by the black on the robe.

At the next moment Jon came in, the cigar between his fingers burned out, and the person stood up from the sofa.

"Since the matter is over, then I should go."

He got up to say goodbye, not seeing Jon on the side at all.

Dumbledore naturally kept him aloud: "What can I do in such a hurry? It's better to stay a while, and it's not too late to leave after two days."

"This journey Far away, and to put it plainly, after all, it is a chore. The sooner you leave, the sooner you can go home.

Besides, my purpose of coming to the house has been achieved. With the headmaster's guarantee, it is already It's enough. It's not a good thing to stay any longer, so I won't stay here."

The black clothed person shook his head and refused. Since he couldn't stay, Dumbledore had to get up and see him off.

This person is very strange, like a ghost, there is no sound when walking, like drifting.

When I went out, this person and Jon passed by. At that moment, Jon clearly felt that under the mist on that person’s face, a line of sight swept across his face. It's chilling and meaningful.

"Who was that just now?"

After confirming that he really had to leave, Jon opened his mouth and asked.

"Did you see his face clearly?"

Dumbledore did not answer, but asked a question.

Jon shook his head.

He actually wanted to say that he saw it clearly, but lying about this kind of thing is really meaningless, Dumbledore is willing to tell him, and he will naturally tell him.

"Since people don't want to show their identity in front of you, then this is of course a secret, and I can't tell you."

Dumbledore just doesn't want to say this, and Jon does It doesn't matter.

If you don’t say it, don’t say it, and it’s not a major event.

Dumbledore felt the same way. He asked Jon to sit down and take out some food.

"Watermelon juice? Or sweet lemonade? If you don’t like it, I still have it here. A little'syrup' specially formulated by Snape, maybe you will like it."

There is nothing unsweetened here in Dumbledore, and Jon naturally can only refuse.

"Thank you, forget it."

He took a little tea from the ring, put it in the matching cup, and got a little water from the kettle on Dumbledore's table. , Use magic power to boil, even if the cup of tea is finished brewing.

Being self-reliant, although it's a bit troublesome, but Jon didn't plan to finish talking for a while.

Since he is here, he is ready to fight a protracted battle.

"Speaking of which, you have been waiting for me for a long time, Peeves said recently that you are very busy."

Dumbledore looked at Jon, hoping to get from Jon Hear something good.

Jon drank tea slowly, looking calm on the surface, but panicked in his heart.

Grindelwald in front of Dumbledore is no less difficult than plucking a tiger's face.

"This matter, if you say it seriously, it's still very embarrassing."

There was not much tea in the cup. He drank it quickly, so he had to speak. say.

"..."

Dumbledore Obscurus, took up the watermelon juice in front of him and drank it, and then used magic to remove the traces on his beard before he lifted the head face Yes Jon.

It's like going to a battlefield. Jon vaguely felt that if Dumbledore had Elder Wand at hand, he would probably turn him into a deserted place if he didn't agree with him.

"Okay, let's talk about it, I promise I won't be angry about what you say."

Dumbledore's guarantee more or less calmed Jon's heart, the so-called quick sword cuts through Tangled hemp, he naturally had to finish speaking quickly. Before he came, he had been playing for so long before he came into play. At this moment, he thought of the relationship between Grindelwald and himself, as well as the deal between Helga and Grindelwald, he said quickly.

"Grindelwald has left the Nurmengard tower. He wants to see you, just tonight."

He spoke very quickly, as if these voices burned his mouth. The same, poured out like beans.

However, Dumbledore was calm.

He repeated Jon's words at a slower rate, and then looked towards Jon.

The eyes are clearly asking.

——This is it?

Jon didn't want to worry about what Dumbledore's eyes meant. Since Dumbledore was not angry, then he could say something else.

"So, you're not angry? Are you?"

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