Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 89: Meeting with Dumbledore

　　Wright put the god-level pirated book back on the shelf again without a word, and looked up at the row of towering bookshelves. He wanted to give up searching for magical books here.

　　Goshaker or something is really bad!

　　Wright walked across the rows of bookshelves in the normal book area with his wand. The light cluster created by the fluorescent curse at the top of the wand provided enough light for his actions.

　　 cautiously stepping over the rope separating the forbidden book area from the normal book area, Wright raised his wand and started searching in the forbidden book area.

　　 But it's a pity that the books in the restricted area look older and more worn out than the books in the normal area. Many books have only some gilded letters that have been peeled off and faded, and the remaining letters are spelled out words that Wright can't understand at all.

　　 And the words printed on the surface of some books don't look like English at all, maybe they are older words, and some books don't even have the title at all.

The book that 　　right has just swept over is like this. The dark red book has no words on the surface, and the material of the book doesn’t look like parchment paper, more like a creature’s skin. .

　　Students want to borrow books from the banned book area on weekdays, but they have no choice but to get an autographed approval slip from the school professor. The number of times Wright himself went to the library by himself was only a handful, let alone the banned book zone. His level of familiarity with the banned book zone was completely zero.

　　 Looking at the mottled book titles on the bookshelf, Wright had to increase the brightness of the fluorescent flashing a bit.

　　 "Powerful Potion", "Poisonous Magic", "Book of Souls", "Book of Sins", "Scrolls of the Dead"...

　　 Rare and forbidden books showed their names in front of Wright. These simple magic books, which were rarely circulated outside, opened their arms to Wright.

　　 Suddenly, Wright saw a **** and red book with the words "Magic Nature" printed on the side spine of the book.

　　Wright gently pulled the book from the shelf, and the author's name on the hard and rough book cover was blurred. Wright squatted down, put the "Magic Nature" on his knees, and then slowly opened the book:

　　" In most people’s eyes, white magic refers to magic that is not too harmful, while black magic refers to magic that is very dangerous. People simply classify wizards as white based on this. There are two types of wizards and dark wizards. The one who likes to use white magic is the white wizard, and the one who likes to use black magic is the black wizard.

　　 In my opinion, this division is extremely funny!

　　White magic can attack people, and black magic can also be used as defense.

　　 At the beginning, the division of black and white magic was just because of the different nature of the magic power of people who use magic, but for thousands of years, people have classified those who use black magic as evil because of timidity and fear!

　　 Can it be judged that a person is a dark wizard just because he has dark magic power?

　　 As we all know, there are many forms of magic spells, and their magic power is also different.

　　 But unlike wizards, magic spells are inanimate and can't think, so they cannot refute the foolish actions of wizards to classify themselves.

　　……"

　　While Wright was watching with gusto, an old voice suddenly rang in his ears, which immediately frightened him.

　　 "Mr. Perth, I think even during the Christmas holidays, you should stay in bed and sleep well at this time, right?"

　　The speaker is tall and thin, with silver hair and long beard long enough to fit in a belt, and looks very old. She was wearing a moon-white lining, and she was wearing a purple cloak that was dragged to the ground. The cloak was engraved with countless faintly shining stars and moon signs.

The two pairs of bright blue eyes behind the half-moon-shaped lens are shining, and the nose is very long, but a bit crooked, and it looks like it has been broken at least twice.

　　His name is...

　　 "Mr. Dumbledore?!" Wright quickly closed the forbidden book in his hand.

　　 That's right, besides Albus Dumbledore, who else appeared beside Wright at this time?

　　 In fact, since Wright entered school, Dumbledore has been watching Wright’s growth. As Snape had reminded before, a child who is simply magical is not terrible, but what is noticeable is that he has the talent to realize his abilities almost instantaneously.

　　 But Dumbledore’s attention this time is not malicious. The mistake he made once is enough, he doesn't want to make it again! One example of Tom's mistake is enough!

　　 It’s just that Dumbledore has been dragging the meeting until this time because of some delays.

　　 "Yes, it's me, child." Dumbledore smiled at Wright.

　　"I'm just coming to ~IndoMTL.com~Uh..." Wright searched his brain frantically, hoping to find a more sufficient reason to explain why he appears in the closed library now, or In the forbidden book zone where students are prohibited from entering privately.

　　 "You want to see what your magical nature is, right?" Dumbledore glanced at the book in Wright's hand and said calmly.

　　 "...Yes, that's it." Although it's a bit far from my true purpose, it's roughly the same reason.

　　Wright blinked, and it seemed that Dumbledore was not ready to trouble him about this matter.

　　 "Well, kids of your age should study hard in class, instead of violating school rules and running into the restricted area so late." Dumbledore patted Wright on the shoulder and gently Taking away the book in his hand, "Now you go back first!"

　　Wright didn't reply, just nodded.

　　 To be honest, Wright is not ready to meet Dumbledore.

　　 No matter what he calls the legendary headmaster of Hogwarts in his heart, Wright has never really despised the greatest white wizard of our time. In Wright's view, it is a very inappropriate thing to contact Dumbledore in any way before he has completely mastered Occlumency.

　　 But now there is no way. Now that there is full evidence and evidence, Dumbledore caught him directly.

　　 Fortunately, Dumbledore was not prepared to ask him to go to the legendary principal’s room, so Wright secretly rejoiced and walked away from the restricted area.

　　 "By the way, Mr. Perth," Dumbledore looked at Wright's back gradually walking away, and suddenly spoke, "Please come to the principal's office tomorrow. I will inform you of the specific time."