Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Listening to Dumbledore's persuasion, Shaw felt a little amused, put the bird cage on the desk, and said indifferently.

"I just did what a nephew should do. The rest doesn't matter. I am enough to shoulder the responsibility of the family."

Dumbledore saw that Shaw was already resentful of Sirius, and sighed in his heart.

Family affairs are difficult to resolve even if he is extremely wise.

The two Blacks, one big and one small, actually have different arrogance in their personalities, and general persuasion is useless.

Dumbledore gave up temporarily and changed the subject.

"Since you have caught Pettigrew, the matter is basically over. Let the Ministry of Magic try Pettigrew afterwards, and let's talk about other things."

Shaw was slightly stunned. The old bee didn't care how he caught Pettigrew at all.

But when he thought about it carefully, there was indeed nothing wrong.

He was not like Harry, who was unstable and had not formed his values, and needed the old bee to control everything.

Everyone is the one who gives orders, and habitually only asks about the results, not the process.

So the Marauder's Map was in vain, and it was only the Weasley twins who were affected.

And now, Shaw didn't want to respond to the old bee's words, because the other party was obviously preparing to let him do something thankless.

Seeing Shaw didn't respond, Dumbledore continued with a red face and a black heart.

"Shor, I have something to ask you. Don't you usually teach Harry that the world is black and white and the principles of being a human being? This time there is a chance, do you want to try it?"

Shor refused without thinking.

"No, doesn't Harry have a godfather now? It is natural for a godfather to teach his son. You can just let Sirius come back from Albania."

Dumbledore coughed.

"You know, Sirius may be a good godfather, but not a good teacher. I think you are good."

Shor knew that the old bee had already relied on him, but he still didn't want to care.

"Headmaster, Harry is actually very good now, very motivated, and a little bit treacherous. Although he is still a little reckless, that is just the nature of a child. There is no need to do any other training."

Dumbledore is no longer very secretive when talking to Shaw now, and basically treats him as an adult and powerful person.

"I don't know whether you believe in prophecies or not. I also know that prophecies are things that exist if you believe in them, and they don't exist if you don't believe in them.

Maybe some of the so-called prophecies were promoted by me, but since I have started, I can only go all the way.

So I have always believed that the person who completely eliminates Voldemort, or at least the person who gives Voldemort a fatal blow, is not you, nor me, but only Harry.

It was Voldemort himself who marked Harry as his lifelong enemy.

I don't know if you have received the news. Recently, Lestrange Rodolfo has returned to England with the intention of harming Harry.

So Harry needs stronger abilities and unlimited courage. We must train him and help him in advance."

Shor fixed his eyes on Dumbledore under his blue glasses.

The old bee's eyes were extremely serious, but also full of fatigue.

It seems that Dumbledore has a very clear self-awareness. Many prophecies were fulfilled only after he believed them and then did them.

But why did Shaw feel that the other party didn't believe them, but rather that he couldn't fight against fate, and then he was lazy and didn't think or do more, and just followed fate.

So the old bee actually had a very hard life.

Shaw naturally knew that Rodolfo had sneaked back to England, but he couldn't find him for a while because he was hiding his head and showing his tail. He felt that the other party might want to learn from the original book and do something in the next semester's top five competition?

His mind raced, and it was not impossible to agree to this matter, but everything could be bargained, so he exhaled and said.

"Principal, is there any prophecy about me?"

Dumbledore blinked his eyes, his expression did not change, he leaned lazily against the back of the chair, crossed his hands and smiled.

"Why do you think so?"

Shor was not an ordinary person, and he had already gotten the answer from Dumbledore's pretending to be relaxed.

But he did not expect to get the answer immediately, so he smiled warmly.

"Maybe I am too arrogant, thinking that I am the child of destiny or something.

Then, Headmaster, you asked me to teach Harry a lesson. Although I don't know what it is, I think it will not be a good thing. So what good will this do for me?"

Dumbledore was a little amused.

"What good do you want? You have no shortage of fame, fortune, spells and treasures. By the way, who did you learn your fire escape from? Do you want to learn how to lead the way with the God of Fire?"

Before, this old man used Chinese desserts to test himself, trying to seduce him to say something about this, and now he is also asking about his master.

Shor was too lazy to respond, and directly made a condition.

"Can I watch the Philosopher's Stone, or"Can you introduce Master Nick Flamel to me?"

"It seems that you have been to the fourth floor? The energy of the Philosopher's Stone is not much anymore, and it can't make many elixirs. You can watch it.

Anyway, you don't look like someone who pursues immortality.

The 600-year-old Nick Flamel has already paid a painful price for this kind of immortality. He is now quietly waiting for death and has not seen any guests."

Shor's expression became more serious.

"What price?"

Dumbledore sighed with a lot of thoughts.

"God is fair. You have to pay for what you get, especially for immortality. For example, Voldemort wanted to live forever, but you saw the result. "

Shor wanted to continue asking about Nick Flamel, but Dumbledore didn't give him a chance to speak and made the decision directly.

"It's settled. You go to Snape and he will tell you how to cooperate. Afterwards, you can study the Philosopher's Stone for a few days, but I can't give it to you. I need to destroy it to stop some people from thinking about it."

Dumbledore said, looking at Shaw meaningfully, his lips moved slightly, and finally he could only say.

"Okay."

Dumbledore smiled with satisfaction, then thought about it and said in a negotiating tone.

"Shor, can you let your partner Tom in Albania join forces with the Auror Force of the International Wizarding Association?

We can try to eradicate Voldemort as soon as possible, at least to wipe out his remaining deployment, so that this Dark Lord, who has little reason left, can do something beyond expectations. "

Shor wanted to complain to the old bee in a bad mood, but the other party was still trying to deceive him.

He directly said what everyone knew.

"It's okay to deal with Voldemort together, but Headmaster, how much do you know about the despicable Herpo?"

Dumbledore's kind and gentle smile immediately faded, and he looked at the handsome and elegant Shaw again and sighed.

"It seems that your information channels are very wide now. Alas, you are still growing up, and I don't want you to get involved in these things too early."