Chapter 142 No and Can’t
"I actually went for the interview - and even took a photo with Dumbledore."
"Yes, this title does have the flavor of a legend."
When the new issue of the magazine came out, it naturally became the focus of everyone's discussion - although Dumbledore's Legend was temporarily suspended, in the past year, authors who imitated the writing style also began to serialize it in Magic Legend , the current magazine sales are pretty decent.
"Have you seen the original interview with the reporter at the back?"
"I saw it, but I didn't understand it."
"Same, it turns out it's not just me."
Everyone praised the reporter one after another, because the questions he asked were in-depth and the explanations were interesting enough - of course, everyone did not include those inside Hogwarts.
For example, Professor McGonagall.
At this moment, Andrew watched Professor McGonagall staring at the manuscript in the magazine. The professor was frowning while reading.
"Does the original interview have anything to do with this report?"
"I don't think so, Professor."
"But it's still qualified..."
Professor McGonagall put down the magazine - well, a positive image, not related to religion or politics, and not ridiculing, but isn't there something wrong?
Why are interview manuscripts written like legendary stories? Is this a characteristic of the magazine?
She gave Andrew instructions and went straight to Dumbledore's office with the magazine, startling Dumbledore who was writing a letter.
"What happened, Minerva?"
"The interview, Albus, did you read it?"
"Is there something wrong?"
Magic Legend Magazine has not done anything too outrageous in the past year, and the questions for that interview were clearly prepared carefully, so he did not read it immediately, but was busy with business - his boss My friend Nico Flamel wrote yesterday. Considering that Nico only left part of the elixir, he must face this matter seriously.
"There are some things that are not easy to understand..."
Professor McGonagall pushed the magazine to Dumbledore, and then looked at the office carefully - there were various alchemy tools that were more than precious on the free table, and the table was also covered with countless protections.
The most conspicuous thing is a phoenix named Fox who looks a little old but no one can ignore it.
She even used Transfiguration to create a cup - it fell to the ground and easily broke into many pieces, but still did not return to the state of parchment.
"What happened, Minerva?"
Dumbledore, who was still reading seriously, was disturbed by the sound of a cup falling and raised his head.
‘There are a lot of files lately? ’
‘There’s no meeting? ’
‘Although the investigation is a bit exaggerated, it’s not much different from usual, right? ’
But, if everything was normal, why would Minerva throw a cup in his office?
Even the previous principals were alarmed - they looked at Professor McGonagall in surprise, and stared at Dumbledore, even with a bit of reproach.
What did you do again? Why did the good-tempered Minerva start throwing cups?
“A little testing.”
Professor McGonagall ordered the cup, and her face turned a little red. She waved her hand gently, and the cup turned into parchment and returned to the table.
She wouldn't have been so gloomy in the past, but that description was a bit scary.
A single handshake caused the Braised Beans to come to life—a level only the top Transfiguration scholars knew.
Even looking at the report, it is the power revealed!
This means that Dumbledore can recreate an army of Transfiguration puppets at any time if he wants! The power of turning death into life is something that only a few wizards in the entire magical world have mastered, let alone reaching an unprecedented level!
But the cup broke - so it must be fake. 'A little test? Albus, what mistake did you make? How long have we been retired? Don't work with you in the office! ’
The principals fell silent, and Dumbledore accepted the explanation and read on without asking any questions - until the cup of the story was thrown away.
"Ah, Minerva, no cups were touched. Taylor-san did not make such a mistake - please wait a moment, I have to see if there is anything else in this report that is not true."
It was okay at first, after all, I’m used to a legend, but this is a bit...
Why would I cast a spell on a bag of braised beans?
As interesting as it is...it seems like...no, it can't be.
"None of the Braised Beans were affected by the polymorph spell, and I didn't shake hands with the journalist - that would have been rude."
"No?"
Professor McGonagall stared at Dumbledore, "Instead of can't?"
"I can barely do something..."
"The maintenance of the transformed statue and the maintenance of protective magic need to be completed during this holiday, Albus..."
Professor McGonagall's eyes were sharp - although she had made some guesses, she had never imagined that Dumbledore would reach such a level of transfiguration.
"It will be done in two weeks, Minerva."
"Well, please keep working, Albus."
Professor McGonagall nodded and left Dumbledore's office in a not very happy mood.
"Why did you take the opportunity to joke with reporters..."
"It was even written about by reporters!"
"Let the Sorting Hat read the interview transcript, Albus!"
"The existence of reporters is really..."
"Work hard these two weeks, Albus."
After all the persuasion, Dumbledore was a little suspicious of what he had done to the reporter—no, it was just like a legend, it was all made up!
But looking at the title, even the most serious person cannot harshly accuse the other party of relying on making up stories to write the interview.
"Multi-flavored beans..."
A drawer opened automatically when Dumbledore sighed, and a brand new pack of multi-flavor beans flew out and opened on Dumbledore's desktop. As Dumbledore tapped his fingers on the table, countless multi-flavor beans flew out. They started jumping up and down on the table, lifted the "Magic Legend" aside, and then started playing with each other.
"There's still a lot left to be desired..."
Dumbledore looked at the dancing beans, "It's just ordinary life-giving, not magical life. Even with a wand, you can only turn them into magical life on fixed-shaped objects such as sculptures."
Life can be harvested easily under the influence of magic, but magical life cannot—it is even so strong that it can only be erased by top-level black magic.
But if we're just pursuing power, what's the difference between that guy Gellert's idea?
Besides, transfiguration is not good at this in the first place...
"We still have to work hard to find a way to kill Tom...and then watch the growth of young people from generation to generation..."
Dumbledore smiled, then canceled the spell - the beans scattered all over the table.
He picked one up, bit it, then his expression changed, but he didn't spit it out.
"Lemon taste...so..."
(End of chapter)