Harry Potter's Dharma

After greeting the other professors, Zheng Fan found himself a chair and sat down. He crossed his arms and began to take a nap.

Professor McGonagall walked in with a stack of parchment papers. She had just led the students into the hall and was about to inform the other professors to attend the banquet. She was stunned when she saw Zheng Fan. "Mr. Zheng, you should be at the entrance of the hall with the other students. Why are you here?"

"I'm waiting for someone, Professor McGonagall. You can continue with your work." Zheng Fan smiled.

Just as McGonagall was about to say something, a black cloak suddenly rushed in. Snape looked at Zheng Fan with his eagle-like eyes. He was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Zheng Fan to come here.

"Breaking into the teachers' lounge without permission. Zheng, if you've already been assigned to an academy, I'll definitely deduct points from your academy!"

Zheng Fan dug his ears and looked at him speechlessly. "Aren't I Professor Dumbledore's assistant? What's wrong with coming to the teachers' lounge?"

"That's just for the holidays. The holidays are over now," Snape said righteously.

Zheng Fan could only shrug. "Alright, alright. Just treat it as if I had a stomachache and came here to rest. As a professor at Hogwarts, you won't bully your students, right?"

Snape was so angry that he couldn't say anything. Every time he argued with Zheng Fan, he would always be the one to be bullied. He had no choice but to endure it for now and deal with Zheng Fan when he was assigned to an academy.

With Zheng Fan's annoying personality, there was an 80% chance that he would be sent to Gryffindor. Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that Zheng Fan's learning speed was really fast. His thirst for knowledge was also much higher than the average wizard. It would be a pity if he didn't go to Gryffindor.

When the time came, Snape would severely deduct points from Zheng Fan so that his academy wouldn't be able to raise its head!

It would be best if he went to Griffindor!

Snape's mood improved a lot when he thought of this.

Zheng Fan suddenly said, "Oh right, Professor Snape. After we're assigned to an academy, can you lend me a Potion Workbench? I have something I want to make."

"No!" Snape didn't even ask what he wanted, and rejected him right away.

"Don't say that. If you don't lend me your workbench, are you going to separate the three bottles of two-headed lizard's blood with impurities by yourself?

This is not a small project. "

Hearing this, Snape clenched his teeth. That damned Zheng Fan, how dare she peek into his pocket again? This wasn't the first time this had happened!

Still, he had to admit that other than Zheng Fan, there was probably no other adept in this world who could see through the processing of magical ingredients at a glance.

His face was gloomy as he walked to the front of the desk in the lounge. He packed up the documents that he had asked for. He was about to begin the assignment of academies, and he had to record which students would be assigned to his academy.

At this moment, a tall and thin figure slowly walked in.

He had a head full of white hair, a long beard, half-rimmed glasses, and a purple robe. It was Dumbledore's favorite outfit. He laughed as he opened the door. The professors stood up to greet him.

Zheng Fan looked at the person behind Dumbledore.

It was a short man with a nervous face and trembling body. This year's new Defense Against Black Magic professor, Quirinus Quirrell.

He didn't even need to rehearse his cowardly look. He just had to act as himself. When Voldemort wasn't controlling his body, he was like a child who was left alone at night. He gave off an aura that said, "I'm easy to bully."

"Oh, Fan is here too. What a coincidence. Do you want a glass of juice?" Dumbledore greeted Zheng Fan when he saw him.

Quirrell also noticed Zheng Fan. Zheng Fan could clearly feel that his body had stiffened. He was probably wondering if Zheng Fan was here to report him.

"Sir, I don't think the first thing you should ask him is what he wants to drink. You should ask him why he's in the lounge as a student. Especially since he's a new student. This is the first time I've seen such an unruly new student!"

Snape interrupted Dumbledore loudly, but Dumbledore merely chuckled like an old fool.

"Don't mind the details, Severus. Today is such a happy day. We should celebrate happily."

Dumbledore turned around and introduced Quirrell, who was behind him.

"Come, everyone. Welcome our new Defense Against Black Magic professor this year, Quirinus Quirrell. He's also a graduate of Hogwarts. He was a good student back then."

McGonagall and the others walked up to welcome him enthusiastically. Quirrell sighed in relief. It seemed like Zheng Fan didn't report him.

Zheng Fan was also a little confused. Why didn't Dumbledore notice the special aura on Quirrell's body?

Could Dumbledore have really gone senile?

Zheng Fan scanned Quirrell's body with Eagle Eye. Sure enough, he found the problem.

Normally, in Eagle Eye, Quirrell's body would be red, which meant that he was hostile and a threat to Zheng Fan. However, the back of his head, which was where Voldemort was, should be dark red, which meant that he was a greater threat.

But now, the back of Quirrell's head was the same as his body. They were both red and didn't turn dark.

Zheng Fan understood. Voldemort's method was actually very simple. He fell into a deep sleep and completely lost the ability to move. He completely handed over control of his body to Quirrell. That was how he managed to fool Dumbledore.

Of course, Voldemort must have left behind some methods to wake himself up. For example, if Quirrell took the initiative to wake him up, if Quirrell was seriously injured, or if Quirrell wanted to turn himself in, Voldemort would definitely wake up.

How boring. It seemed like even Voldemort had to cower in front of an old monster like Dumbledore.

At this moment, the sound of students chattering could be heard from the outside.

It seemed like the students had arrived and the school assignment was about to begin.

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Let me explain. I fell asleep as soon as I got home from work yesterday. I slept all the way until nine o 'clock in the morning. After waking up, I took a shower and started writing.

Because I'm commuting across cities, I have to stand on the bus for almost four hours every day, so I'm often in a completely lethargic state. I hope everyone can understand.

Today is Sunday. I'm resting at home. I promise to update four times a day.

I'm overjoyed to read books on May Day!

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