bacchusnovels Chapter 177 I'm really looking forward to that scene
Chapter 177 I'm really looking forward to that scene
Chapter 177 I'm really looking forward to that scene
During this period, Dumbledore's gaze kept shifting between Lucius and Sean.
His piercing blue eyes seemed to see right through people, making Sean feel slightly uncomfortable.
Finally, Dumbledore spoke.
"Gentlemen," Dumbledore's words became unusually slow and clear, as if he deliberately made each word weigh heavily on everyone's hearts, "I must point out that I will only truly leave Hogwarts when every single person in this school has turned their back on me."
"Furthermore, you should understand that in this castle, anyone who sincerely seeks help will always find a helping hand when they need it most."
At this point, Harry felt a strange intuition well up inside him. He was almost certain that in that instant, Dumbledore's gaze subtly shifted, as if he had glanced lightly and imperceptibly at the dark corner where he and Ron were hiding. That gaze contained a profound meaning and unspoken trust.
Sean, on the other hand, had a completely different feeling from Harry. Although he couldn't be entirely sure that Dumbledore had noticed something, in that instant, Dumbledore's gaze subtly shifted, as if he had glanced at Sean's backside lightly and imperceptibly. That gaze contained a profound meaning and unspoken distrust and suspicion.
But that's understandable.
With Dumbledore's keen sense of smell, he would feel uneasy if he couldn't detect anything suspicious and thus doubt himself.
When Sean decided to take this step, he was already prepared to be targeted by Dunsilido.
Dumbledore would not break the rules to harm him without solid evidence; this was the man's inner conviction.
For this commitment, decades ago, he and Greenwald...
But then again, placing all hope in the opponent without flipping the table is not Sean's usual steady approach.
Looking at the bigger picture, the only trump card he currently holds that allows him to barely contend with Dumbledore is his old rival, Riddle.
Now, the only Horcruxes Riddle has left scattered outside are Gaunt's ring, Nagini, and Harry Potter.
Riddle's soul strength has reached saturation, and absorbing other Horcruxes will not bring about any rapid changes for him now.
Therefore, the most urgent task is to help Riddle generate a suitable body and hold a resurrection ceremony.
After a period of recovery, once Riddle's strength returns to its peak, Dumbledore will no longer be so formidable.
Of course, Riddle was just an external force; one must be strong oneself to succeed.
Besides educating witches, obtaining system opportunities, exchanging for potions, and taking potions, there are other ways to quickly improve one's strength: learning.
Nothing helped him learn better than the Ravenclaw tiara.
Moreover, dealing with the belongings of the four founders reminded him of what Helga had told him that day...:
"Commendable sentiment," Malfoy said with a cold smile and an elegant bow, his words tinged with sarcasm, "We will all miss your—oh—your highly individualistic way of handling things."
Albus. To be honest, I'm really looking forward to that scene, when you see that Hogwarts is better without you.
Can you still speak to me with such self-righteousness?
Immediately afterwards, Malfoy strode toward the slightly worn wooden door of the cabin with an almost defiant gait and flung it open.
The door hinges emitted a jarring creak, sounding particularly abrupt in the silence.
He then bowed deeply with an almost exaggerated gesture, seeing Dumbledore off with a posture that was both ironic and respectful.
Dumbledore's figure gradually faded away outside the door, disappearing into the night.
Fudge stood to the side, his fingers fidgeting with his slightly worn top hat, his eyes gleaming as if waiting for Hagrid to make the first move.
However, Hagrid did not do as he wished. Instead, he stood still, his chest heaving, and took a deep breath of the cold air. "If anyone is looking for something, they just need to follow the spider, and they will find the right direction! That's all I have to say."
Upon hearing this, Fudge's face showed surprise, his eyes widening as if he couldn't believe Hagrid's words.
"Alright, in that case, I should get going." Hagrid sighed, and began to put on his signature rat-skin coat. However, just as he was about to leave with Fudge, he stopped and said to Sean, "Professor Phillips, I'll need you to help feed Tooth while I'm gone."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the cabin slammed shut, leaving a trail of echoes in the air.
Now only Sean and Harry and Ron, who were hiding in the corner, remained in the room.
"Come out," Sean sighed and said to the corner. "Harry and Ron, I know you're here."
Harry pulled off the Invisibility Cloak he was wearing and stood there somewhat awkwardly.
Ron followed closely behind, emerging from under the invisibility cloak. Both of them wore expressions of curiosity and longing.
"professor..."
"headmaster...""
Harry and Ron spoke almost simultaneously, but they addressed each other by different names. They glanced at each other and fell silent.
The next day.
In the early morning, Hogwarts was gently enveloped in a thin mist, as if the entire castle was immersed in a mysterious and tranquil atmosphere.
The sun had not yet fully risen, and only a faint golden glow appeared on the horizon, weaving together with the distant, undulating mountains to create a dreamlike picture.
The castle's towers and spires gradually revealed their outlines in the dim light, and the stone walls, covered with moss, appeared ancient and solemn.
As Sean slowly awoke from his slumber and his consciousness returned to reality, he suddenly found himself lying in the Hogwarts Headmaster's quaint, magically decorated office.
The morning light streamed through the tall windows, falling on his face with a touch of warmth, yet also making him feel a sense of unreality. He thought he was in a dream; it was all too sudden, too unbelievable.
However, as he tried to clear his mind and began to recall everything that had happened yesterday,
Those details came flooding in like a tide, impacting his understanding.
Yes, his life has changed dramatically since yesterday—he has been appointed the new headmaster of Hogwarts.
When he returned from Hagrid's cottage last night, the first thing he did was move his office into the headmaster's office, and then take down the portraits of past headmasters that were hanging on the walls of the office. Amidst their unwilling clamor, he packed them into boxes, ostensibly to "preserve" them for Dumbledore.
During the process of tidying up, he also found a Sorting Hat, a Gryffindor sword that no one had claimed, and "The Secrets of Dark Magic," which Dumbledore had brought back from the library and contained instructions on how to make Horcruxes.
In addition, a whole bunch of strange little trinkets (including Dumbledore's candy box) were packed into a box and sealed up as well.
After doing all this, cleaning the entire room, and erasing all traces of Dumbledore's existence, an exhausted Sean lay on the bed and drifted off to sleep.
When he woke up again, it was already the second morning.
It is now, and it is also his first day as the headmaster of Hogwarts.