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Chapter 28 Supplementary Lessons? Two Nightmarish Hours For Dumbledore!
Dumbledore picked up an odd-flavored bean and popped it into his mouth. He wanted to take this opportunity to instill some truth in Kyle. However, in the next second, his facial features started twitching.
"Oh, Merlin, it actually smells like shit! Today is really unlucky. But it doesn't matter; we can look forward to the next one. Just like life, you never know how sweet the next one will be."
Swallowing the strange-flavored bean, Dumbledore picked up another one. "Well, the taste of this one... Well, it looks like I'm unlucky today; it's snotty, a little salty, and sticky."
Kyle was immediately shocked... If this weird-flavored bean represents life... well, it's shit and snot again. How did your old man have the courage to live to be more than a hundred years old?
"Oh, this one is much better. It tastes like strawberry and is very sweet. And I think it's just because of the bad choices the first two times that this one is extra sweet now, don't you think, boy?"
"Of course, Professor, I think what you said makes sense... But I have a question," Kyle said, stroking his chin.
"After all, my child, it is the bounden duty of every teacher at Hogwarts to explain students' doubts, even if I am the headmaster."
Dumbledore felt his performance had been wonderful, using strange beans to describe life. This seemed much better than talking dryly. Perhaps more educational methods like this could be used.
"My problem is... How did you know that the previous one smelled like dog shit? And by the way, there's still the smell of snot!"
Dumbledore: "???"
No, my old man is racking his brains here to find ways to reason with you and educate people. As a result, you grasped these two key points? Well, what was I going to say just now... Thinking is not coherent!
"Well, just kidding, professor, I don't think you will mind! Actually, I came here mainly to admit my mistake to you."
Kyle's expression became serious. "I couldn't control my magic power in Transfiguration and Charms classes today, and some damage was done, so..."
"Oh, it's okay." Dumbledore was relieved to hear that. He thought something major had happened again. "Your headmaster, Snape, has come to see me, and he's paying for classroom repairs. It's just that the magic power is not well controlled, so I can't blame you!"
"Really? So it has nothing to do with me!"
"Of course not; we can't punish students for such a trivial matter." Old Deng waved his hand with a smile on his face.
Then Kyle quickly put all the desserts on the table into his handbag, finally putting his hand back into his messenger bag that had been charmed with the "Untraceable Stretching Charm."
"Son, what are you?"
"Oh, professor, it just occurred to me that eating too many sweets is not good for the elderly's teeth, so let's go to class first!" Kyle showed his white teeth. "The next time I make a mistake, I'll bring it back for you!" The smile froze on Dumbledore's face. No, is there such a gift? After finishing the work, take back the things you brought? And there is a next time?
"Okay, today we'll talk about the Patronus Charm." After a long time, Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that his blood pressure had soared just now, and he almost passed out directly. "It's a very ancient spell that can ward off a lot of dark magic, including dementors. The spell is 'Expecto Patronum!' Only a few wizards can summon a complete Patronus, but I think with your talent, it's not difficult. When using the Patronus Charm, try to remember those moments that made you feel happy."
Two hours later, Kyle left Dumbledore's office, feeling exhausted. Old Dengtou gives a lecture, it's good... The problem is that seven of the ten sentences must be about ideological education. Only three sentences are useful. There are too many adulterated private goods. If it weren't for the huge treasure chests he harvested, Kyle would have quit long ago.
In fact, in the office, Dumbledore was no better than Kyle. Tired! Tired! Dumbledore felt that those two hours of class were more tiring than when he battled Voldemort. It's not clear where this brat comes up with so many crooked truths. For example, I told him that young people should be full of vigor and work hard in the right direction.
The little bear nodded and said something with a deeply appreciative expression, "Indeed, if you don't try hard once, you don't know how comfortable it is to give up." Tell him that Galleons are not omnipotent, and many things cannot be bought. The bear raised his head and asked back, "Professor, could it be because you don't have enough Galleons?" It's so reasonable. Take Voldemort as an example. If he had enough Galleons in his hand back then, he could have hired all kinds of wizards all over the world to fight in England. The Death Eaters would have been drowned with their spittle. Reasonably, Dumbledore didn't know how to refute it. Looking back now, it was a nightmarish two hours!