Chapter 120 Chapter 119: Ridiculous story! And...don't force me!
The names on Ian’s homemade version of the Marauder’s Map are clearly visible.
Aberforth Dumbledore.
Of course this is still Dumbledore, but it is not the Dumbledore that everyone knows and knows, it just stands on the head of the only person who stays in the principal's office.
"My damn insight is so fascinating." Looking at the black spot in the principal's office, Ian curled his lips and the expression on his face did not change at all.
He had already noticed that something was wrong with Dumbledore. He had noticed it from the beginning in the Forbidden Forest, and it became even more obvious after arriving in the principal's office.
Perhaps Albus Dumbledore will temporarily allow Voldemort to carry out his activities secretly for some reasons, but as the principal, Dumbledore will not find eight hundred reasons to escape just to go back to the office and have a cup of tea. Going with the professors to search for Voldemort, Ian clearly felt timid when he was in the Forbidden Forest.
Would Dumbledore be timid about Voldemort?
Of course it’s unlikely!
And it is extremely abnormal for Ian to feel emotions so easily. Under normal circumstances, this would never happen before Albus Dumbledore loses control of his emotions.
Ian's observation skills are still quite keen. He realized that Dumbledore had been acting like he would wait a while before talking about anything since the beginning of the Forbidden Forest. It looked like he was doing perfunctory work at the end of the summer vacation. Jin, the attitude of winning as long as problems don’t break out while you are “working”.
This behavior is so weird, so unlike the principal that Ian is familiar with!
Also, Dumbledore, who had clearly agreed to come to the principal's office to discuss the issue of Voldemort, but who had been drinking tea after arriving in the office, showed no interest in Voldemort. Not only did he not ask any questions about Voldemort , instead asked about the Resurrection Stone, which should have been well hidden by Grindelwald.
This is also an extremely strange place. It's not that Ian thinks Dumbledore won't be tempted by the Resurrection Stone, but that Dumbledore will never act so impatient no matter what.
How can a person who can be called the White Devil have no city at all? You must know that the original development that Dumbledore would be seduced by the Resurrection Stone and couldn't wait to put on the ring was based on the fact that he did not know that his sister was living a good life in the trance dreamland, and he never made a relationship with his sister based on Ian's connection. In the case of "end of life" agreement.
His father died in Azkaban, his mother died due to out-of-control magic, and his sister died in an accident... It was the intertwining of these things that drove Dumbledore to give up his reason.
Today’s situation is obviously different. When Dumbledore got the Resurrection Stone, he didn’t even hesitate to let Ian ask Ariana for permission, or combine it with Ian’s special talent To try to discuss and explore the secret of the Resurrection Stone, he seemed to have no idea that Ian had already revealed the information to him.
Because of this.
At this time, Ian was almost certain that the Dumbledore he was facing was a fake. The most suspicious attitude was that he was determined to use the Resurrection Stone but didn't want Ian to know about it.
That is, after sensing the other party's psychological emotions, he realized who the counterfeit might be. No, as soon as he went out and looked at the Marauder's Map, Ian immediately confirmed his guess.
Aberforth was obviously careless and did not realize that props like the Marauder's Map existed.
Of course.
It is also possible that he has limited magical attainments, unlike the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who is currently in the underground classroom, where the ghosts are partying, and has many means to be an imposter in the true sense. Based on Ian's short-term contact, he felt that Aberforth's situation was likely to be both.
"I just don't know how Aberforth Dumbledore guessed that the Resurrection Stone is here..." Ian touched his chin, feeling like he was Sherlock Holmes in Hogwarts.
Being able to use the principal's office proves that Aberforth's impersonation was probably approved by Albus Dumbledore. It is even possible that this was Albus Dumbledore's arrangement.
I believe that with the letter sent from the trance to the human world, even if the relationship between the two brothers has not been restored, it will be much better than the situation where they never interacted with each other until death. It is entirely possible for Dumbledore to ask his brother to use Dumbledore's name to show his face at certain times while he is away.
In fact.
Even if something happens, Aberforth can still be used as a fighting force. There is no doubt about Aberforth's strength. After all, there has never been a weakling in the Dumbledore family.
Whether it is Ariana or the young man whom Ian met by chance in the trance before, that kind reminder who may have saved the entire Hogwarts can live longer as an Obscurial than other Obscurs. It took a lot longer, and there must be reasons for the strong bloodline of the Dumbledore family.
Even Aberforth, who seems to be ordinary to many people, is actually one of the top wizards in the wizarding world. He can be regarded as the only one among the Order of the Phoenix who lost Albus. combat power.
"There is no mediocre person in the Dumbledore family..." Ian turned back and looked in the direction of the principal's office again. He was perhaps one of the people in Hogwarts who knew the Dumbledore family most thoroughly. Because of this, he knew very well that although Aberforth was not as invincible as his brother, he was probably one of the few strong men.
Even.
Aberforth's talent, in their time, was probably second only to the two outstanding figures in the world - you must know that this guy has been decadent for almost his whole life and is still more powerful than most wizards. This already illustrates the problem of talent. The worst thing about Aberforth Dumbledore is probably his in-depth understanding of magic.
This is because Aberforth Dumbledore's name will appear on Ian's Marauder's Map, and Ian has stood outside the principal's office for so long, thinking about so many things, but the principal In the office, Aberforth was still sitting steadily at his desk. He didn't realize that what Ian handed over was a fake resurrection stone.
Aberforth's in-depth exploration of magic probably only stayed in his youth... Ian can even think of a picture. At this moment, Aberforth is probably still studying with reading glasses. A fake Resurrection Stone ring, mumbling "how to use this thing".
"The only trouble is that if the real principal discovers that I have the Resurrection Stone ring, I will definitely be severely beaten by the Defense Against Dark Arts professor."
"Our professor has told me I must not let Dumbledore know." Ian repeatedly made sure that Aberforth had not chased him out, and then he raised his feet and walked towards the stairs.
He quickly thought of a coping strategy - to be honest, but ignoring the timeline, he could tell Albus Dumbledore that he gave the real Resurrection Stone ring to Ms. Ravenclaw .
Dear Headmaster, you can’t go to the crater to ask Ms. Ravenclaw for confirmation, right? Even if the truth was revealed one day, Ian just omitted the fact that Ms. Ravenclaw returned the ring to him later.
“This is the art of language!” Ian looked down from the movable stairs. There were already many little wizards going to the auditorium. It happened to be the time for the elves in Hogwarts to put down their meals. .
He originally planned to avoid the limelight and take a detour to the elves' kitchen to eat hot pot. Unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed little Ravenclaw wizards blocked him at the end of the stairs.
The eyes of this group of people were frighteningly bright, and they did not ask any questions. They just surrounded Ian. It looked like a crowd, but Ian felt that he was being coerced into the auditorium.
The aroma of the food filled the entire auditorium.
The long tables of the four major colleges are already occupied by students who are arriving one after another. However, everyone is not particularly enthusiastic about eating. They are all gathered together in twos and threes and whispering to each other.
The prefects tried to maintain order during the meal, but to no avail. Ian vaguely heard students from both junior and senior grades discussing what happened in the Forbidden Forest.
The word "dragon" was vaguely mentioned repeatedly. When Ian was carried into the auditorium, many students' eyes immediately turned to him.
There was disbelief, shock, disbelief, and a look of fear and horror - Ian finally lost his composure and grabbed a familiar little wizard around him and asked. got up.
"What's going on with you? And why are they looking at me so strangely!" Ian was speechless. He even found that a little witch was frightened to tears after he took one look at it. .
"We are waiting for you, little professor, to tell us what happened. We bet you will take the initiative to show off to us. Michael opened the handicap in Ravenclaw House."
The person who was caught was the chocolate frog boy. He immediately solved the problem quickly. Answered Ian's doubts, "As for people from other colleges...mostly Miss Greengrass told her made-up story to almost everyone she met after class. This story seems to have been repeated now." Promoted by Gryffindor"
Ian was slightly startled by the chocolate frog boy's words.
“What story?”
Ian had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Miss Greengrass said that you fought three hundred adult wizards in the Forbidden Forest and killed them all..." The chocolate frog boy obviously didn't believe this statement.
The same goes for other little Ravenclaw wizards.
How could their little professor kill someone? This little professor was a gentle little boy who would repeatedly remind them not to hurt others when teaching them some less dangerous curses!
“The snakes of Slytherin are so bad!”
“The version I heard was that the young professor fought against Grindelwald...Grindelwald was beaten away with his tail between his legs. Well, I think since Grindelwald has a tail, he might be a succubus."
"Huh? Why did I hear Xiaojiao? The professor was chased by Grindelwald riding a mysterious man? He said that the mysterious man was reincarnated into an ostrich in the Forbidden Forest!"
"The Gryffindor twins also said they saw you at night! If you don’t sleep and go out for a night walk, if you feel unhappy at night, you will go to the Forbidden Forest to catch some centaurs or unicorns to eat.”
...
As the chocolate frog boy opened his mouth, the other little Ravenclaw wizards couldn't hold it back any longer, so they chirped and added some things they knew.
Ian became more and more confused as he listened, his eyes almost staring at E.T. aliens.
All I can say is good guy!
How long did it take for the incident in the Forbidden Forest to happen?
There are so many different versions of the rumors! ? What the hell is Grindelwald riding on the mysterious man? Could the Gryffindor twins actually come up with an even more outrageous version? !
"Nonsense! It's all nonsense!" Ian only felt that one was as big as the other. Seeing him retort loudly, the little wizards in Ravenclaw all showed expressions that confirmed this.
“Don’t worry, little professor, we all believe you, the evil Slytherin students are just trying to smear you.”
“Yes, yes, William said he saw the truth, We believe what William said. "
"You are definitely not involved in the activities of the dark wizard. We understand that you just raised dozens of fire dragons in the Forbidden Forest...you can sell the fire dragons when they grow up. Would you like some meat for me?”
...
The comfort from the little wizards did not make Ian feel any better. He looked around and couldn't find William. When he looked ahead, he realized that William had run into Hufflepuff's head. at the table.
The green-haired boy even had a loudspeaker microphone he found from somewhere.
"You all know that Ian Prince from our college is simply a legend. The dozens of fire dragons he raises are as big as a house."
"Perhaps it will be longer than the city of our school in the future. The castle is even bigger, and the dragons are on fire. Ian is riding this mutant fire dragon to chase the dark wizard Grindelwald!" William seemed completely unaware that Ian had arrived in the auditorium, and he was walking toward him in a lively manner! The little badgers concocted stitched versions of the rumor.
"But, there should be no dragons in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts?" There was a little badger who still maintained his IQ, but this part of his IQ was ruthlessly taken away by William's answer.
“It is precisely because there are none that Ian raises them. I think he must be so that we and our children can live in a diverse environment where we can see live dragons.” William His tone was serious, and his voice was even more resonant. Several young wizards who were planning to question it lost their confidence due to this momentum.
"What I saw with my own eyes, could it be wrong?" William even patted his chest and made a guarantee in the end. He didn't realize that Ian was already standing behind him at this time.
"Should I call you God-Eye William?" Ian's voice was a bit gritty, and he saw William's whole body shaking suddenly as if he was frightened.
“It really scared me to death!”
The expression on the green-haired boy's face was full of excitement when he turned back, "Ian! Come on! Tell us about the fire dragons you raised! Can you take me out to touch their butts tonight?"
< br>He still likes fire dragons so much.
And his hobbies are unique.
I wonder if this is the reason why I wanted to become a dragon in the Transfiguration class.
"There are no dragons in Hogwarts! I don't have any fire dragons! That's transformation! Idiot!" Ian snatched the loudspeaker equipment from William's hand.
"So, is it really you? The one who made such a big noise in the Forbidden Forest?" William was just stunned for a second, and then his eyes widened as if he had grasped the key point.
“…”
From the emotional feedback he sensed in William, Ian realized that this guy was not actually a clairvoyant, he was just making up stories. Maybe this guy had nothing from beginning to end. see.
“Didn’t you say you saw it?”
Ian’s teeth were almost broken by himself.
"It's none of my business! It's Professor Lockhart! It's our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who said that as long as I publicize your story, he will give us Ravenclaw ten points!"
William immediately became scared and directly revealed the truth.
"???"
Ian was confused again.
"I actually think this is a story that Professor Lockhart created temporarily. Maybe it was improvised?" William smiled sarcastically, trying to dust off the non-existent dust on Ian's robe.
"What are you doing!"
Ian is the only young wizard who knows the true identity of the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. He feels it is outrageous. Could this old man who was once called the first generation Dark Lord be? Are you addicted to role playing?
“Where is Greengrass?”
Ian thought of another rumor maker that the young wizards had mentioned. He looked at the Slytherin table, not just Greengrass. Not even Aurora was found in the auditorium.
“She is at the castle gate.”
A little wizard showed Ian the way.
Ian immediately grabbed three chicken drumsticks from Hufflepuff's long table, and then quickly rushed out of the auditorium while chewing on the drumsticks before the little badgers could react.
“Do you know? That Prince of Ravenclaw discovered the founder’s treasure in the Forbidden Forest and released dozens of fire dragons guarding the treasure.”
"This classmate, you may also want to know something about the riot this afternoon. In fact, It was Prince of Ravenclaw who broke an ancient seal in the Forbidden Forest."
"Please stay a moment, classmate, I want to praise our other classmate, Ian Pu. Linsi, he successfully used his dragon to scare off the centaurs' coalition in the Forbidden Forest."
...
As soon as we approached the gate of the castle.
Ian heard the feeble voice of Daphne Greengrass. She was really promoting different rumors and stories to every passing student wizard.
She looked a little dry, and her voice was hoarse, but she still firmly stopped everyone who passed by, and the stories that came out of her mouth were not the same at all. "I really want to know...what are you doing...Miss Greengrass..." Ian found that when he passed by, his eyes were dull, as if Daphne Greengrass was hopeless and even wanted to pull her away. Live with him, and then tell him the "gospel" story about Ian Prince.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! This...this is really not what I want to do!" Daphne Greengrass was like a frightened deer after discovering that the person she was holding was Ian.
After she stumbled and took a few steps back, she suddenly bowed to Ian and began to apologize at zero frames. Her rather pretty little face was full of panic and timid expression.
"Let me guess, it's Professor Lockhart?" Ian's eyes rested on the red book in the hands of Daphne Greengrass. Most of the stories told by this little Slytherin wizard came from this. This book, after all, Daphne Greengrass had been looking down at the book when she stopped others, and her tone seemed to be reading.
"That's him, that hateful...terrible professor." Daphne Greengrass's voice was filled with tears. When he mentioned Grindelwald, he only dared to use a voice as small as a mosquito, and he turned pale. His face also looked around with caution, as if he was afraid that Grindelwald would appear from somewhere.
"He said that I must tell at least five hundred people what is described in this book before tonight, otherwise I will be asked to kiss a dementor in the next class." After confirming that Grindelwald would not make a surprise attack, Daphne Greengrass told her story in a horrified tone.
"..."
Ian never thought that Grindelwald had such evil taste. He looked at the tightly held red book again. On the open pages of the book were actually Weaving different stories automatically.
This is obviously an alchemical creation.
Be able to freely create many stories with Ian Prince as the protagonist. It's just that, probably due to the carelessness of the producers, the quality of the stories created can be said to be outrageous.
"No professor would dare to do something that would harm a little wizard, and Dumbledore would not agree." Ian was very sure that Grindelwald would only scare the children in front of him.
Because of Dumbledore's "restraint", this Defense Against the Dark Arts professor didn't even dare to kill the malicious Muggles who blocked his way, so how could he possibly do anything to the young wizards in the school.
Ian feels that his judgment is probably not wrong.
However.
Daphne Greengrass obviously did not have the same idea as him.
"No, I...I have discovered that our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, a famous writer with an international reputation, is probably a very hidden lunatic!"
< br>
"Have you never attended his class on dementors? Although he told everyone that it was just an illusion created by spiritual magic, I clearly saw it before he took the class..."
" He really has a dementor in the school!"
Speaking of which.
Daphne Greengrass's tears were already flowing freely.
This once arrogant pure-blood descendant of Slytherin is now as pale as a female ghost, and even her voice is filled with uncontrollable fear and trembling.
"Classmate, I want to tell you about this thing around me..." Perhaps the more she thought about it, the more scared she became, Daphne Greengrass started to stop a student in front of Ian.
Although the red book in her hand was indeed made with simple craftsmanship, it had no content that she had ever imagined. She could still sense that Ian was beside the person responsible for telling the story.
“That’s it, this classmate next to me defeated the demon of desire in the Forbidden Forest, killed three hundred succubi in the Forbidden Forest, and then came back to us pretending that nothing happened. ”
One thing to say.
Watching Daphne Greengrass grab others and then tell nonsense stories about herself, even Ian felt a little ashamed.
He tried to persuade Daphne Greengrass not to continue. However, Daphne Greengrass was obviously not more afraid of him than the psychological shadow brought to her by the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
Daphne Greengrass seemed to be determined and determined to complete the "mission" assigned by the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. While she apologized to Ian, she continued to stop passing wizards.
It was like having a schizophrenia. When telling a story, she would apologize to Ian once, and then grab others to continue telling the story. And when she mentioned Ian, she bowed to Ian next to her.
The spirit of craftsmanship is even more thorough than Ian’s.
“……”
Ian really couldn't hold himself tight. The little wizards who were stopped by Daphne Greengrass looked at him as if he was forcing Daphne Greengrass to do such a thing.
"I have to find...Professor Lockhart!" Ian really didn't understand Grindelwald's confusing behavior. Could it be that Grindelwald had predicted in advance that he gave the Resurrection Stone to Aberdeen? think?
But what he gave was fake!
Can this be severely retaliated by Lao Ge?
It can’t be Daphne Greengrass who offended Grindelwald!
Just when Ian took out the Marauder's Map and confirmed that Grindelwald was still near the basement, he was about to go find Grindelwald and ask what was going on.
"Huh?"
Ian saw the figure of the Muggle Studies professor at the corner in front. His nose twitched twice, and then he subconsciously wanted to dig out the clothes under his robe. magic wand.
"How about we go catch bugs at night?"
"Okay, okay, but we have to catch two. When they grow up, they can have children and have children and grandchildren. Endless, we will definitely get rich from this!”
There was a little wizard's voice ringing in his ears, and there were little wizards coming and going all around. Ian's eyes flickered, but he didn't pull out the wand in the end.
"Does Dumbledore still want him to come into contact with the Philosopher's Stone?" Ian's pupils reflected Quirrell's back. This twenty-five-year-old professor has changed from a neat young man to a The sloppy guy.
Not close yet.
You can smell an unpleasant smell of garlic.
This is completely consistent with the state that Ian believed was possessed by Voldemort.
only.
There seems to be some discrepancies in the details.
"I remember it should be hanging on the top of the head?"
Ian frowned with a slightly confused expression.
Under his gaze, Quirrell gradually disappeared into the corridor at the other end of the corner. The large circle of garlic wrapped around his waist and even hanging a tail behind his buttocks was extremely conspicuous.
The tail of the garlic is flicked off one after another, and it looks like a big string of leads.
“Brush~”
Ian finally couldn’t hold it back.
Secretly, he lit a fire on Quirrell's ass.
As the sudden flames rose, Quirrell immediately jumped up in panic, and the little wizards around him were also frightened.
"Put out the fire! Put out the fire! The professor's butt is on fire!"
"Use the Freezing Curse!"
"No! Use the Clear Water Spring Curse!"
"I don't know. I haven’t learned anything yet! But I can use a broom to put out fires!”
……
The chicken is flying and the dog is jumping.
The little wizards enthusiastically showed off their magical powers. Some people sprayed water on Quirrell's butt, some tried to freeze Quirrell's butt into ice pimples, and some scumbags went up with brooms to start a fight.
“No! Don’t do this!”
“Ah!!!”
“Stop it!”
between chaos.
Ian seemed to hear the screams of two people.
……
No. 4, Privet Drive.
The sky is getting dark, and the street is slowly embraced by a soft and mysterious twilight.
The afterglow of the setting sun is like diluted golden paint, gently smearing on every inch of space, but this light is gradually fading to make way for the coming night.
The leaves on the trees on both sides of the street showed a deep green color in the weak light. Occasionally, a few leaves were gently shaken by the evening wind, and slowly floated to the ground with an almost inaudible rustling sound.
As the night deepens, the street lights begin to light up one by one, and the dim yellow halo overflows from the lampshades, covering this ordinary street with a warm and slightly nostalgic gauze. The light intersects with the fading skylight. It is neither completely bright during the day nor completely dark at night.
There was an old man sitting on a bench on the street, looking at the house in front of him with the lights on and the figures flashing. His eyes stayed on the thinnest figure.
"Do you know what a mess the school is like?" A figure in black robe sat next to the old man, his face full of displeasure and his tone full of complaints.
"Severus, your insight is still so sharp." The old man seemed a little surprised by Snape's arrival. He turned his head slightly and looked at Snape beside him.
"The impostor you are looking for...is very poorly disguised." Snape responded disdainfully, and his eyes looked at the room in front of him with some confusion.
They were like two lonely people, old and young, sitting quietly on the bench.
There were few pedestrians around, and occasionally one or two figures returning home hurried past. The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty streets, adding to the tranquility of the night.
"Please forgive me for someone who never thought of doing me such a favor. He is really not good at this kind of thing. He is doing his best to hide it from the other professors."
The old man defended his brother.
Snape did not want to continue discussing this issue with the old man.
"Albus! We found traces of that guy in the Forbidden Forest!" Snape looked very dissatisfied with the old man's reaction and attitude, and he emphasized the seriousness of the problem he encountered. , "No matter what you want to do here, that guy is a year ahead of schedule!"
Voldemort's appearance obviously did not surprise the old man.
He was a little surprised.
But Snape felt more and more confused about this.
"You must return to school! Make sure...Ian will not try to provoke that guy again!" Snape felt a headache when he mentioned what happened in the Forbidden Forest this afternoon.
"Don't worry, I have made extremely appropriate arrangements. No one can harm Mr. Prince. This is also an extremely important thing to me."
Denbu Lido didn't seem to realize the information in Snape's words. His attention had been on the room in front of him, and his mind had been troubled by other things.
"You don't plan to go back to school? It's time like this... That child with a despicable father will not enter school until next year. What on earth do you want to do here now?"
Snape also noticed Dumbledore's gaze.
He looked again at the window of the house in front of him that was crowded with people. The thin figure made him look a little disgusted, but also somewhat indescribable.
"I still need some time, this is also a very important thing." Dumbledore's eyes were also quite complex, and he clasped his hands in front of him all afternoon.
"The important thing you are talking about is that you are staring at Lily's child in a daze here? I have been observing you there for a long time, and you have been sitting here for at least five hours!"
Snape felt that he was being deceived by the principal next to him.
However.
Dumbledore sighed heavily, his wrinkled face seemed much older, and there was a heavy hoarseness and hesitation in his voice.
"Give me some more time, I'm thinking about some better options. Trust me, Severus, the last thing you should do now is force me to make a decision." Dumbledore's eyes His eyes swayed slightly, and the unfamiliar expression on that face made Snape seem to have returned to the time when the other party took away the Slytherin student in his office not long ago.
“Why?”
Snape had a bad feeling in his heart.
The old man in front of him spoke softly, without revealing any obvious emotions. But Snape's scalp felt numb for some reason, and he felt a chill in his heart.
"Because..."
Dumbledore buried his head gently, hiding his eyes.
"That will make you very sad."
His voice was a bit heavy and helpless.
"Of course, including me."
(End of this chapter)