Chapter 128 Do You Long for Eternal Life?

Everything in the principal's office remained the same, and there was no sign of any items being moved.

It seems that Professor Dumbledore is full of confidence in his return, so he didn't think about moving at all.

At this time, Professor Dumbledore was sitting behind the desk, fingers interlocked, and a kind smile on his face.

The old headmasters on the portrait didn't pretend to be asleep at all, but they were visiting each other to celebrate the return of Professor Dumbledore.

"Good evening, dear Professor Dumbledore." Harry greeted proactively, while Fox flapped his wings lightly and returned to the shelf beside him.

"Good evening, Harry. Would you like some milk?" Professor Dumbledore waved his wand, and a chair popped out of nowhere.

"No, I just had a big meal in the kitchen."

"That's good." Dumbledore nodded lightly, "I came to you this evening mainly to talk about your battle this afternoon.

Although I have seen the video, I still want to understand from your first perspective, what happened this afternoon? "

Harry didn't hesitate, and immediately began to narrate according to the statement he had prepared in the kitchen.

Anyway, the old man in front of him has his own battle image, so there is no need to hide most of the information.

After listening to Harry's words, Professor Dumbledore nodded:

"Harry, thank you for lifting Hogwarts' existential crisis.

So I want to thank you. I think you deserve a special contribution to Hogwarts.

In addition, I want to tell you good news, you may get the second-class medal of the Order of Merlin for killing the basilisk and protecting your classmates.

After all, there is precedent for this.

In 1899, Mr. Oliver Drake killed a dragon alone in order to protect a Muggle village, so he won the third class of the Order of Merlin.

And based on your age and special status, I think you may even get a second-class medal, and have the opportunity to compete for the status of the Wizengamot British youth representative. "

The old man's voice was very calm, as if he was performing some kind of routine. However, the old principals on the wall suddenly applauded, seeming very excited.

If Harry remembered correctly, they were both Gryffindor headmasters. No wonder the principals next to him rolled their eyes.

"Professor, it seems that you are a little unhappy about this?" Harry didn't pay much attention to the reactions of the old headmasters, but tentatively asked Professor Dumbledore.

"Not happy? No, dear Halle, I'm proud of you. If your parents knew what you've achieved, I think they'd be proud of you too."

Dumbledore shook his head,

"I'm just a little worried, a worry based on what's happened to me in the past.

Harry, the following words are not spoken as the headmaster, but as an old man who has a good personal relationship with your grandfather and parents.

I hope you stay as far away from politics as possible, and even if you get close to politics, don't be contaminated by the filth of the Ministry of Magic.

Also, although you have acquired a series of identities at a young age, I hope you will not be complacent or even arrogant because of these honors. "

Although there was no long speech, just two simple sentences, Harry immediately understood Professor Dumbledore's concerns.

Although she has not been in contact with the Ministry of Magic for a long time, Harley has already seen Fudge's incompetence, ignorance and greed.

Even the Minister of Magic is like this, how can the people below be better?

The Ministry of Magic, which has been dominated by pure-blood families for so long, is probably already rotten from the root.

Although I don't understand what Professor Dumbledore means by "self-based worries".

However, it is understandable that he does not want to get too involved in politics.

As for honor, becoming famous at a young age is always one of the easiest ways to destroy people, and Professor Dumbledore reminded himself that there is nothing wrong with it.

"Professor, thank you for your reminder." Harry gently combed the hair in front of his eyes behind his ears, "I understand what you mean, and I will pay attention to these."

Hearing this, Professor Dumbledore didn't say anything more.

After all, Harley is so good, and he also believes that with Harley's wisdom, he can comprehend these things.

"Professor, so you came to me just to inform me about this?" Harry and Professor Dumbledore got along for a long time, and they were more relaxed.

She leaned back in the chair, raised her hands high, and stretched.

Fox saw Harry's raised hands, suddenly flew off the shelf, and plunged into Harry's arms.

When Harry reached out to stroke his feathers, Fox happily rubbed his head against Harry's fingers.

Harry looked at Professor Dumbledore while rubbing the bird in his arms.

"It seems that Fox really likes you..." Professor Dumbledore smiled and looked at his betrayed pet, not caring that he was trying to please others in front of him.

Is this not certain? Harry secretly thought in his heart that the high first impression of the witch's goodwill is not just bragging.

What's more, according to Hagrid's inadvertent disclosure, Fox had just been reborn once, presumably his magic resistance during this period was not too high.

In addition, when I occasionally meet Fox at Hagrid's place, I always feed him something good, so the relationship between one person and one bird is very good.

"...Okay, let's get back to the topic. The main purpose of my coming to you tonight is to understand the conversation between Tom and you and your impression of him."

"Professor, is there any problem?" Harry tilted his head slightly to one side, while curling one of Fox's slender tail feathers with his fingers.

"Of course there is a problem." Dumbledore waved his wand lightly, and the diary flew out of the cabinet, covered with a golden spherical film.

Harry looked intently, and suddenly found that it seemed to be a phoenix flame, with alchemy runes shining on it.

"To make a digression, the curse on the outside of the diary is really subtle, and I almost suffered a loss unintentionally."

Dumbledore mentioned it seemingly unintentionally, and then turned his attention back to the diary,

"After getting this diary, one of my guesses was confirmed, and at the same time, I made a new guess."

"Excuse me, what is it?" Harry asked with interest.

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, and instead of answering immediately, he asked Harry a question:

"Harry, I want you to look me in the eyes and answer me, do you desire immortality?"

Why should I long? I am an immortal witch, and I have achieved this goal!

So I definitely don't desire it. After all, I don't desire eternal life because I already have eternal life. Whether you desire it or not is none of my business.

The thought flashed through Harry's mind, but Harry only chose to express a small part of it: "Professor, I don't desire immortality."

Professor Dumbledore stared into Harry's green eyes, then sighed softly.

"Harry, I believe you're telling the truth." The old man's voice sounded a little tired.

Even Fox could hear it, flew out of Harry's arms, landed on Professor Dumbledore's shoulder, and gently rubbed his head against his master.

"You know what, Harley? I've been very worried about you.

From the first time we met, you've shown an extraordinary talent for the dark arts. The black flames you wield are filled with curses and evil.

I've made a few guesses about this, and it's all based on a particularly sinister black magic that Tom has performed.

So I'm terrified that a kid as gifted as you is going down the wrong path like Tom or someone.

But in the past two years, you have never shown the same tendency as them. On the contrary, you have not been tempted when facing the Philosopher's Stone, and you have not flinched when facing the Basilisk and Young Tom.

I guess that's the difference between you, you're a Gryffindor and they're a Slytherin or...

Anyway, Halle, I really feel relieved. "

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu and book friends with tail number 2617 for their rewards!)