Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Shaw came to the eighth floor. Since he didn't get the password in advance this time, he could only start to report the sales list of the Duke Bee Candy Store and the names of Chinese teas.

He was blindly guessing the password to the gargoyle.

"Cockroach pile?"

"Da Hong Pao?"

"..."

"Longjing before the rain?"

"Strange-flavored Dobby beans?"

"Dying with eyes wide open?"

He kept repeating it until his mouth was dry but it was still wrong.

However, just when he had given up and started to randomly report the name of a dish, the gargoyle suddenly began to rotate upwards under his astonished eyes.

Shaw wondered when the old bee liked dishes?

However, Snape appeared from the spiral staircase with a fluttering black robe.

This made Shaw almost blurt out: Excuse me, goodbye.

Snape stood on the steps, looking down at Shaw with contempt.

"Hey, Black, what brings you back to Hogwarts?"

Short touched his nose and looked up at the old bat, feeling a little awkward.

He simply stepped up the steps until he came to a step higher than Snape's position.

Then he turned around and joked to Snape's back.

"Dean, are you being ordered around by the principal again? I'll pay you double what he gives you."

Snape's neck was a little stiff, his eyelids were twitching, and he resisted the urge to turn around and spit saliva on Shaw's face, and said with a hint of meaning.

"If you can really kill the Dark Lord, this matter is not impossible to discuss."

Short was stunned, looking up and down at Snape. It seems that the old bee has said a lot to the other party, but he doesn't know to what extent.

Did Snape just say it to him on purpose?

So Shaw also opened his mouth to test.

"Dean, I have no choice but to kill the Dark Lord. How about this? I won't ask you for anything else. How about giving me an O in your Potions class in the future?"

"Hehe, wait until you know that many corrosive potion materials will hurt your hands even if you wear dragon leather gloves when collecting them, then come and discuss your grades with me."

Snape walked down the stairs after saying this, and left in a black robe.

Shaw stood still.

Snape's words were meaningful, implying that it was not safe to use white gloves?

Did the old bee notice something?

Or did the Death Eaters leak something?

I shouldn't have revealed anything. Tom only summoned the Death Eaters today. Even if the news spread, it would not have reached Snape so quickly.

But I thought that Snape was a super existence who could do multiple spy things.

He also had a close relationship with Lucius and others, and was also a well-known existence in the dark wizard community.

The source of the news was not limited to Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix.

Snape, who has a negative emotional quotient and a very high IQ, can analyze a lot of things with just some doubts and clues.

In the original book, Snape can only rely on Dumbledore to kill Voldemort, so he seems to know everything about the old bee, obey his orders, and be led by the nose in various ways.

In fact, Snape has never been loyal to Dumbledore.

In the current surface situation, with the existence of himself who can control Voldemort, Snape will definitely have some reservations about Dumbledore.

For example, it can be seen from the reminder just now.

For example, when he prepared a custom hallucinogen for himself last time, he didn't ask much.

Shaw thought it was very interesting for a while, and after thinking for a while, it seemed that there was no harm to himself.

Turn around and go up the stairs, and then look at the attitude of the old bee and you will know.

Half an hour later.

In the principal's office, Shaw looked at Dumbledore, the old man, speechlessly making traditional milk tea in a serious manner.

I just think this picture is so magical.

Dumbledore did not use magic, but boiled water, added tea, milk, and sugar himself...

Then he added gelatin to increase the viscosity.

Ding, Dumbledore's version of milk tea was successfully made!

Dumbledore raised his hand and sent a cup of hot milk tea to Shaw, smiling and greeting him.

"Try it and see how it tastes?"

Shaw's mouth twitched, and he did not take the cup immediately.

He waved his hand and took out a box of pudding from the ring, then used magic to cut the pudding into round beads and put them into the milk tea, and then inserted a straw.

Shaw then picked up the quilt, bit the straw and took a sip, the beads mixed with milk tea went into his throat, it was really fragrant.

Hmm, this is the authentic milk tea.

Milk tea without beads is soulless.

Dumbledore looked at Shaw's actions with interest, and then added some pudding to himself and used Transfiguration to change into a straw.

So a strange scene of an old man and a child drinking milk tea in the office appeared.

Dumbledore drank the milk tea and praised it after putting down the cup.

"Not bad, sweet sugar and bitter tea, added with mild milk, are already mellow and delicious. I didn't expect to add this pearl-like cloth.After the pudding, the taste also changes. "

Shor continued to drink the milk tea slowly without responding. He knew what Dumbledore meant by the riddle man.

The two people's initial views on sweetness and bitterness were not only an argument about whether life is sweet first and bitter later, or bitter and sweet after sweet.

In fact, it is more similar to the concept of hawks and doves within the family.

Dumbledore's change to the magic world is to advocate growing slowly in small happiness.

It can be seen that when Shaw governs the school, he follows the principle of rebirth after thunder and growth after pain, and is afraid that he will spread this concept to the outside world in the future.

Dumbledore couldn't guide Shaw with words and examples for a while, so he wanted to tell Shaw a truth through the milk tea incident.

Sweetness and bitterness, as long as mild milk and round pudding are added, can coexist. There is no need for one to die first.

Shaw didn't know how to start for a moment. He was not here to play tricks with Dumbledore today.

He was asking for help, so it was not easy to give him some poisonous chicken soup.

Dumbledore looked at the silent Shaw steadily, wondering if some recent events were related to him, but he was so frank with him.

No one spoke for a while, and the atmosphere was very subtle.

Shaw narrowed his eyes, and now he also deduced that what Snape mentioned just now should not be the news from Dumbledore.

That's good.

But let's get down to business first. After not being able to think of a good excuse, he just went straight to the point.

"Principal, I wonder if I can borrow Fawkes for a few days. "

Dumbledore was waiting for Shaw's reaction to make further inferences, but he didn't expect to get a request that was irrelevant.

He leaned back on the large and comfortable chair, crossed his fingers on his chest, and looked at Shaw with his blue eyes.

"Oh? Phoenix will be close to honest and kind people, and will give them courage. As for those who are not close, Fox will not pay attention even if I ask. "

Shor didn't want to play Tai Chi with the old bee. He vowed not to be a riddler today!

So he took out the chips directly.

"If I can find another Horcrux, Fox should be close to me, after all, I am so righteous and brave."

Dumbledore's expression became serious, and he immediately sat up straight, saying without blushing.

"Of course, a child who can fight against evil forces without hesitation, how can Fox not like him? What about time? Fox is about to shed his hair and reborn, and it will be inconvenient at that time. "

Shor was stunned and almost choked, muttering to himself that people are thick-skinned when they get old.

He took out the notebook and pushed it directly in front of Dumbledore.

"Right now, I'll take Fawkes away. Don't worry, I'll treat him well."

Dumbledore was startled and immediately picked up the notebook to check.

Shor ignored him and got up and walked to the bird stand, saying gently to the angry Fawkes.

"Be good, the principal agreed, don't worry, I'll find you a good friend."

Fawkes slowly tightened his fluffy feathers, tilted his head and chirped a few times at Dumbledore who was absorbed in reading the notebook.

"Yin! Chirp! ” (Old man, how can you sell me out?)

Dumbledore was still searching for the notebook, but he kept his promise and sold the pet thoroughly, raising one hand and saying goodbye.

“Go, Fawkes, there is a real friend in Shaw who can be your friend, and there are many delicious foods there, you will live a happy life.”