Chapter 501 The Differences Between People

It was getting dark, and Ada, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes. She changed her clothes gently and quietly walked out of the bedroom again.

The old house was very quiet at this moment, even the noisiest Mrs. Black was quiet. Ada walked quietly downstairs and walked along the dark corridor to the foyer.

Nearing the foyer, Ada stopped suspiciously, took a few steps back, and looked at a picture frame on the corridor wall. In the frame Phineas Nigellus was stroking his goatee and looking at Ada's handbag.

This portrait did not belong to Phineas Nigellus, but here stood the most unpopular headmaster in the history of Hogwarts. That's why Ada stopped and took a few steps back.

"Dumbledore asked me to keep an eye on the boy named Harry Potter. I didn't expect that I would get something unexpected." Phineas Nigellus said, his voice was a bit sharp, and it sounded gratuitous. Hate.

"He wanted to escape, a very noble act." Phineas Nigellus said lazily, with a very mocking tone.

"Dumbledore won't let him go," Ada said softly.

Phineas Nigellus went on to say "Of course, of course, so the poor conceited boy lost his temper. That was not good, in our day he would have been hung and tortured for such behavior... ...Don’t look at me like this, if you had lived in my time, you would have been beaten even worse.”

"So go and watch Harry, don't chatter with me here." Ada said, and she was about to walk out.

"Wait a moment, let's talk..." Phineas Nigellus said, "I tell you to wait a moment. If you don't stop, I will wake everyone up."

Ada stopped again and stepped back helplessly in front of the portrait. Why is it so difficult to leave without saying goodbye? Only one success in so many years.

"Whatever you want to talk about, please hurry up. I have something to do later." Ada said helplessly. The most unpopular principal in the history of Hogwarts was not just talking.

"Ah, where to start!" Phineas Nigellus said, "Dumbledore went out yesterday morning. When he came back, he was in a very bad state. I have never seen him like this before."

Ada didn't say anything, she didn't know how to respond. Now that she has decided to do this, Ada will never regret it.

Phineas Nigellus was also secretly observing Ada's reaction. He continued: "I didn't know why Dumbledore did that until just now, but when I saw you planning to leave, I figured it out. ."

"I didn't expect you to care about Dumbledore." Ada looked at the portrait in surprise.

"What's so strange about this? All past principals must serve the current principal. This is the rule of Hogwarts." Phineas Nigellus said, "I don't like Dumbledore, but he is still headmaster."

Hearing this, Ada smiled and said, "Maybe he won't be anymore soon. Then you won't have to see his crooked nose."

Phineas Nigellus in the portrait clapped his hands happily, and said excitedly: "That's really great, I can't ask for it! But when I think about it, I don't think it's that good. After all, obeying Dumbledore's orders also means It didn’t cause me any loss.”

This was what Phineas Nigellus said to Ada on purpose.

Anyone who can be the headmaster of Hogwarts is useless. Even Armando Dippet, who was deceived by Voldemort and became lame, is the best among people.

"People have different ideas." Ada said, "You can go better if you follow your own path."

"Yes, yes, you are right to say that." Phineas Nigellus said lazily, "Young people always think that they are absolutely right in everything, but they don't know that Dumbledore has eaten There is more sugar than she has ever eaten..."

"That's because he is addicted to sweets. If he doesn't eat sweets for a day, he will feel uncomfortable..."

Phineas Nigellus pulled off his silk gloves irritably and said: "Don't interrupt me, you annoying little devil! That's why I hate being a teacher!"

Ada raised her hands to indicate that she was wrong and asked him to continue. If she talked back, Ada was sure that Phineas Nigellus would wake up the Black Witch, and then everyone would wake up with the yelling that would echo through the house.

"Where did I say it?"

"That's why I hate being a teacher."

"Oh, that's why I hate being a teacher..." Phineas Nigellus continued, "No! I was disturbed by you! What I want to say is that after you have experienced enough things, you The way you look at things changes. And with that the way you deal with things changes. Whatever happened between you and Dumbledore... he valued you."

Phineas Nigellus looked at Ada as he played with his gloves. What disappointed him was that he didn't see the slightest change of emotion on Ada's face, and it seemed that his efforts were in vain.

The most unpopular headmaster Hogwarts has ever seen sighed to himself.

"Thank you for your words, although they won't have any effect." Ada said, "Professor Dumbledore has Professor Dumbledore's considerations, and I also have my own considerations. Professor Dumbledore may not be right, and neither may I." It’s wrong, you have to walk and see.”

Phineas Nigellus said coldly: "Arrogant, conceited, stubborn, poor thing."

"Whatever you say." Ada said, "I hope that when we meet next time, we will be in the principal's office instead of in this decaying old house." After that, she walked out of Grimmauld Place without looking back. 12th.

The wind outside was so cold that it felt like a knife on my face.

Ada wrapped her coat tightly around her body, walked down the old stone steps, and walked into the messy lawn in the center of the square. She glanced back and saw that No. 12 Grimmauld Place had disappeared in the morning light.

At this time, the street lights on the street were extinguished one by one, and the sky was bright. Withdrawing her gaze, Ada instantly disappeared on the lawn of Grimmauld Place.

Ada appeared again in a residential area in Sutton. The houses here were scattered and completely different from Grimmauld Place. Sutton is located southwest of Charing Cross and is part of the Greater London area.

Arriving at the door of a house, Ada knocked on the door in a specific rhythm.

Just as he finished knocking, he heard the door lock click and the door opened. Ada didn't make a sound when she pushed the door open. She felt that Sergey should be resting.

Walking quietly to the living room, Ada found that Sergey had not rested, but was sitting shirtless in the living room. Sergey looked a little flustered, and the bottle in his right hand had nowhere to put it.

Not only Sergey was a little panicked, but Ada was also a little panicked. This was the first time she saw a palm-wide heart-protecting hair with her own eyes. She had only heard about it from others before.

Ada turned around silently, giving Sergey time to sort out.

The owners of this house were a newlywed Muggle couple who went on a trip, so this became Sergey's temporary residence. Not to mention a sip of wine and a puff of cigarette, Sergey's little life was quite pleasant.

It was not until the living room was tidied up and the mixed smell of tobacco and alcohol was eliminated that the neatly dressed Sergey invited Ada into the living room. There was a sheepish smile on his face, but this smile was a little strange because of his thick beard.

The wine bottles and ashtrays were all put away and hidden in some corner.

Ada sat on the sofa and looked at the respectful Sergey opposite, his hands honestly placed on his knees, like a child who had done something wrong. It's just that this child is growing too fast.

"Let's go back to Versailles for Christmas." Ada said, and then added: "Do you need a rest? It's still early, we can just leave in the afternoon."

Sergey, probably feeling insulted, ran out of the living room excitedly and returned a short time later with a suitcase.

"We can leave immediately, Miss Ada." Sergey said, his voice was very delicate, which was very inconsistent with his rough appearance.

"Do you really don't need to take a break?" Ada asked, "We really still have time." If she read it correctly, Sergey was holding vodka in his hand at that time, and it was vodka that was not mixed with anything.

Sergey shook his head vigorously and repeated again: "You can leave at any time, no need to worry."

"Have you packed it already?" Ada asked, pointing to the suitcase. Sergey came back so quickly just now, so he definitely didn't do it right away.

"Yes, after you asked for Cornelius Fudge's address, I collected everything." Sergey said.

Ada looked at Sergei, she was satisfied. Sergey guessed what he was thinking, but Sergey did nothing but packed his luggage silently.

"You could have given me advice," Ada said.

Sergey shook his head and said, "I can't influence your judgment. That's not what I should do."