Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1020: Times have changed

"Come in!"

There was a low knock on the door, and Dumbledore behind the desk put down the quill in his hand, and looked up towards the door.

"Good evening, Professor."

Albert opened the door and walked into the principal's office, and greeted the old man with a smile.

"Good evening, Albert." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Sit down, what would you like to drink, milk tea?"

Ebert sat opposite Dumbledore, glanced at the "The Tales of Beedle the Poet" and the parchment manuscript on the table, and said softly, "It seems that I came at a bad time , you seem to be working."

"The Tales of Beedle the Poet ", have you read this book?"

Dumbledore put a cup of steaming milk tea in front of Albert, looked at the "The Tales of Beedle the Poet" on the table and said, "This is the original text, from the bookstore. "Story Collection of Beedou the Poet " has some traces of revisions, do you want to see it?"

With that, he handed the book to Albert. .

"Are you going to re-translate it?" Albert took the book, flipped through it casually, and found that this old book was written in runes, and the runes of most wizards are very average .

"Yes, I plan to re-translate and write my own evaluation." Dumbledore added a large spoonful of honey to his teacup, stirred slowly and said, "I heard that you also wrote a book recently. .”

"Yes, many people will need it in the future."

Albert did not deny this, and there was nothing to deny. He took out his wand from his pocket, tapped on the milk tea in front of him, and after Dumbledore's puzzled gaze made it disappear, he gave it back to him. I changed into a new cup of milk tea.

To be honest, this was an extremely rude behavior, but Dumbledore was not angry because of it, he was just a little surprised and puzzled.

"I'm sorry, ever since Umbridge handed me a cup of milk tea, I've been a little... disgusted with the drinks offered by other people." Albert explained to Dumbledore.

"It seems that that time left a bad impression on you." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly.

"That's right." Albert took a sip of the milk tea and said, "After all, no one wants to drink a drink that may have been added."

"Did she really do that?"

Albert put down his teacup and said flatly: "No, I won't give her a chance."

"Maybe, we shouldn't talk about her, it's not a pleasant topic." Dumbledore changed the subject, obviously not wanting to discuss Umbridge with Albert, "You don't mind giving me a copy Your new book, I will give you a copy after I finish compiling it here."

"Oh, of course."

Albert flicked his wand, and after a crackling sound, he summoned a book out of thin air. He reached out to catch the book and placed it in front of Dumbledore.

"It seems that you are very pessimistic about the future prospects."

Dumbledore took the book, carefully flipped through the table of contents in front of him, and understood what was going on.

"Very pessimistic, many people will die, especially Muggle-born wizards." Albert's tone was very light, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"What a terrible future."

Dumbledore put down the book in his hand, sighed softly, "I taught him once, but it's a pity I couldn't guide him on the right path..."

"The right way?" Albert asked with a strange expression, "What do you think is the right way."

"At least, it's definitely not right to act like him." Dumbledore didn't answer Albert directly.

"Everyone thinks they are right, especially some people." Albert didn't care about Dumbledore's vague answer, and didn't mean to argue with the other party, but said calmly Fact, "When the mysterious man and his minions control the Ministry of Magic, and when they become the final victors of this war, they will be right and you will be wrong."

"Does the victor write history?" Dumbledore understood Albert's meaning, sipped his milk tea and said softly, "You are right, whether it is correct or not is still judged by people, I think this topic is enough Let people discuss for a long time."

"I heard that some unpleasant things happened between you and Severus." He finally mentioned the reason for looking for Albert today.

"Not very pleasant?" Albert tapped the teacup with his wand, refilled himself with a cup of steaming milk tea, and said calmly, "Maybe, he thinks so! I won't let him down because of him." I am not happy."

"He's a little angry." Dumbledore said with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, he should drink some sedatives and calm down." Albert didn't pay attention to Dumbledore's words, and waved his wand to create a plate of biscuits for himself out of thin air. After eating his stomach, he said with a smile, "You see Potter is not bad, his bad temper is much restrained than before, you can recommend to Snape the calming candy I prepared for Potter a while ago."

Speaking, Albert took out a vial and put it in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's expression was a little astonished, and he looked suspiciously at the medicine bottle in front of him.

"However, you know, he is a professor, you should give him the most basic respect." Dumbledore's tone was very casual, he picked up the bottle and looked at the pills inside, and poured out one to taste , and then really took the medicine bottle away.

"Respect is mutual." Albert said gently, "I get along well with most of the professors at Hogwarts, students, ghosts, and portraits, even Pippi who likes to play tricks on others Ghosts are no exception, and I dare say the rest of the Gryffindor students have more Slytherin friends than I do.”

"Why don't you ask why Snape is an exception?" Albert looked at Dumbledore and asked back with a smile.

Crack!

The sound of biscuits being crushed eased the unfriendly atmosphere inside.

"Obviously, most of the problems are not with me, but with him."

"Perhaps, he does have some minor problems." Dumbledore looked at Albert and sighed softly, "You know, everyone has some..."

"I know." Albert nodded to show that he could understand, he pushed the plate towards Dumbledore, and asked back, "It's just, why do I have to tolerate his little problems instead of him correcting them himself? Get rid of this bad habit?"

"In this world, except for parents who will accommodate you, I never think that anyone will accommodate anyone." Albert's words are obvious, he is not Snape's father, so he has no intention of accommodating him.

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly. Albert's words were heavy, but that's the reality.

"I admit that I don't like Malfoy, and I don't like Snape, but I never like to initiate trouble." Albert reminded.

"Professor Snape," Dumbledore corrected.

"I said that respect is mutual." Albert corrected, "The reason why a professor is respected is not to respect the professor himself, but to respect the knowledge he has mastered. Knowledge is worthy of respect."

"As for people, I don't find much respect for Snape."

Gufu</span>"I really failed completely." Dumbledore said helplessly.

"You didn't fail, it's just that the times have changed." Albert did not shy away from this, "If it was a long time ago, I would never mind calling him a professor because of need, but now I no longer need to force Myself, the relationship between the two parties is equal, if Snape wants to gain my respect, he has to learn to respect me first, instead of always talking about the ridiculous teacher-student relationship."

"If you can't do it, you can just keep him away from me and just ignore me. I think the two sides will definitely not have those unpleasant conflicts." Albert took a sip of tea, gently Said: "After all, I will graduate at the end of June next year, and it will be very difficult for us to have any intersection in the future."

"Please forgive young people for their irritable tempers. I really don't have such a good temper as you."

"No, your temper is much better than most people your age."

The whole school knew that Albert was gentle, and he was rarely seen losing his temper.

Dumbledore is not entangled in this matter, Albert has already made it very clear, as long as the two parties do not interfere with each other.

"I heard that Professor Umbridge fell down today." He changed the subject to something lighter.

"Yeah, she's a lot older, and she's careless." Albert smiled and shook his head, "It's the first time I've met her in the school hospital, and she's about to turn herself out of Huo Gewarts' laughing stock, I really don't know what Fudge asked her to come to Hogwarts, to add joy to Hogwarts?"

"You don't like Professor Umbridge very much?" Talking about Umbridge's misfortune, Dumbledore had a smile on his face. He also didn't like Umbridge, although he would not directly show up.

"It should be said that I hate politicians." Albert shrugged, "By the way, it was Umbridge who sent the dementors to attack Harry Potter."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised that Albert mentioned this matter.

"Do you have proof?"

"Do you think I need evidence?" Albert asked back: "Professor Trelawney's divination was done by me. How many bad things happened."

"The future may not be as prophesied." Dumbledore gently reminded: "You should be very aware of how complex and changeable the causal relationship of people's behavior is!"

"I know that the predicted future can be changed, but it is very difficult and requires a great price." Albert shrugged, "But I don't think Umbridge's prophecy will be changed. Too much change."

"Maybe you know some things, but I think it's better to remind you." Albert paused and continued, "Potter recently established a Dark Arts Defense organization called DA. I miss you You should know what it means. Fudge was always worried that you would form an army, and I think that's why you were driven away."

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, as if there was something in his heart, but he didn't say it.

"If it's okay, I'll go first."

"I hope you can teach Harry Occlumency."

When Albert stood up and was about to leave, Dumbledore finally spoke.

"I once taught the three of Fred the Occlumency, but unfortunately they didn't learn it, I don't think I can teach Potter the Occlumency." Albert shook his head and said, "You'd better teach him yourself. "

"Perhaps, you should have noticed something too. It's not appropriate for me to teach Harry." Dumbledore's glasses flickered.

"Believe me, Snape is more inappropriate than you. Some things are just your wishful thinking." Albert said to Dumbledore, "And I predicted the death of Sirius."

"Are you telling the truth?"

The portrait Phineas, who was pretending to be sleeping, finally couldn't help but speak. He couldn't tolerate the bloodline of the Black family being cut off.

"Don't know."

"What do you mean?" Dumbledore's expression became serious.

"Although Peter Pettigrew is dead, as you said, who can say clearly about the future?" Albert reminded kindly, "I suggest you prepare some blessings, Anyway, you are not short of money. Of course, if you can get Felicia, remember to get me a copy, I will pay for it, you know, I am not short of Galleons."

"Wait Anderson, let's talk." Phineas said loudly.

"What I can do is limited, the most I can do is to remind you." Albert opened the door and left.

As soon as he came out of the gap in the monster statue, he bumped into Potter standing outside.

"Go in, Dumbledore is inside." Albert helped Harry into the principal's office.

"Harry, what do you want from me?" Dumbledore was a little surprised that Harry would appear here.

"Sir, I have been having a dream recently. I dreamed of a long and dark corridor. Albert told me that my dream was related to Voldemort." Harry looked at the old man in front of him and waited for a while. He continued: "He suggested that I learn Occlumency from you, saying that as long as I master Occlumency, I won't have the same nightmare again."

"Mr. Anderson's judgment is quite correct." Dumbledore stared into Harry's eyes, "He thinks there is a special connection between you and Voldemort, and the master of Occlumency can prevent himself from being affected."

"Can you teach me Occlumency?" Harry asked expectantly.

"I'm afraid I don't have much time to teach you in the near future." Dumbledore was silent for a moment, but finally did not agree, "If you want to learn, I can find someone to teach you."

"Who?" Harry asked curiously.

"Mr. Anderson, he is a very powerful Occlumency Master." Dumbledore said gently, "If I can convince him."

"Anderson said he couldn't teach me, let me find you." Harry shook his head.

"I'll try to convince him," Dumbledore said to Harry, "if that doesn't work, I'll help you find another one."

At first, Harry wanted to ask Dumbledore as if he wanted to avoid him, but in the end he didn't say it. He knew that if Dumbledore didn't want to tell him, even if he asked, it would only add embarrassment.

"Then I'll go first Professor." Harry turned and left, he could see that Dumbledore hadn't planned to reveal anything more to him.

Perhaps the time has not yet come.

Although Harry was very annoyed by being kept in the dark~IndoMTL.com~, he has been able to barely control his emotions recently, not to mention he took a tranquilizer just now.

"I think you should consider Anderson's proposal." Phineas said to Dumbledore after Harry left.

"I will."

"No, you won't, no wonder Anderson directly refused to join your Order of the Phoenix." Phineas turned around and disappeared, he planned to chat with Sirius, maybe his hapless great-great-grandson should pay attention To be on the safe side, maybe he should have found someone he liked to marry and leave a direct descendant for Black, so that the Black family line would not be extinct after death.

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