Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

In Bourne's view, Dumbledore was deep in thought, but his expression could not fool Horace, who had been with him for more than half a century.

"Albus, what show are you preparing to watch?" Horace looked at the open door of the principal's office, and then at Dumbledore sitting in the high-backed chair.

Having been seen through, Principal Dumbledore did not deny it. He just blinked "naughtyly".

With a wave of the old wizard's hand, a stream of water flew out from the spout of the teapot on the table, forming a thin circular water curtain, which immediately reflected the scene on the stairs.

Lucius Malfoy was taking the house elf Dobby angrily down the stairs towards the outside of Hogwarts Castle, but they met a little wizard at the corner of the stairs.

"Harry Potter, why is he there, waiting for Lucius Malfoy?"

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise. This must be a good show arranged by Dumbledore. Don't affect my enjoyment of the show."

"..."

From the magic portraits on the wall around the principal's desk, there was a flurry of discussion, but soon these past principals shut their mouths and began to enjoy the "water curtain live broadcast" with great interest again.

Harry Potter seemed to have a few words with Lucius Malfoy, which made him very angry, and then handed him a damaged diary.

"Huh? Isn't this diary used by-" Bourne felt surprised because Tom Riddle's diary had been a pendant on his thigh for a while, and he had witnessed with his own eyes how it turned into ashes.

But that Mr. Malfoy didn't know that.

So, after taking the diary thrown from Harry Potter's hand, the silver-haired man threw it directly to Dobby who was standing next to him.

After two "throws and catches", the "Tom Riddle's Diary" instantly turned into a fluffy woolen handbag, and the bottom of the bag seemed to be unfinished, and there were still two pieces left at the two corners. holes.

"A pair of woolen trousers! The Honorable Mr. Malfoy gave Dobby a piece of clothing! Dobby is free!"

Dobby shouted excitedly.

Even though there was no sound in the water curtain live broadcast, because the house elf's voice was so loud, his shouts could be heard even in the principal's office on the eighth floor.

And seeing Dobby slipping himself into the "wool trousers" quickly, Lucius Malfoy was so angry that he yelled: "Harry Potter~~~! (Long tone)"

"Oyster sauce!" The man angrily pulled out his wand and seemed to be casting a spell on Harry Potter.

Bourne noticed that Headmaster Dumbledore had already grasped the Elder Wand. Well, the fingers are tight. And just when Bourne was already considering how much gift money would be appropriate to give to the Malfoy family in the near future, Dobby, the newly freed house elf, took action first.

"Oh!"

I didn't see him reciting any spells. When the house elf raised his slender fingers, Lucius Malfoy felt as if he was hit in the face by an invisible sledgehammer, and then he flew backwards on the spot. .

"Don't - harm - Harry Potter -!" Dobby's face was serious, and he actually threatened his original master.

Lucius Malfoy fell heavily to the ground, and before he could get up again, the stairs in the corridor turned into a slide. The unlucky man spiraled downwards and accelerated, and finally slipped out of the gate of Hogwarts along the slide.

In the principal's office, Horace Slughorn asked: "I remember that there is only one section of 'moving stairs'. Isn't the staircase from the principal's office to the first floor a normal staircase?"

Among the magical portraits of past principals hanging on the wall, Sirius Black’s ancestor, Principal Phineas Nigellus Black, proudly answered his question: “It was I who paid for Hogg at my own expense. Woz built a 'moving staircase'.

Later, I looked at the bill and found that it was just a small amount, so I replaced all the stairs that could be seen in the castle.

However, although the stairs were interesting, not all professors liked them, so only part of them were later opened to little wizards.

Lucius of the Malfoy family is lucky. Tonight, I let him see another secret hidden in Hogwarts. "

(Lucius Malfoy: Q.)

A cunning light flashed in Dumbledore's eyes. He waved his wand gently, and the scene on the water curtain disappeared.

He turned to Horace, smiled and said: "Horace, the best plays are the ones that are unexpected, aren't they?"

Horace Slughorn shook his head, with a helpless smile on his face: "Albus, you always like to use these little tricks to educate students, and I guess this time is no exception."

In the principal's office, these two big guys, along with the portraits of past principals on the wall, started chatting for a while, and then got down to business.

"I already know about my Bourne from the letter written by Minerva. I am very dissatisfied with the danger in Hogwarts. Therefore, I must make a request to you, Albus."

Horatio saw the truth.

However, Dumbledore was not actually surprised that Horace would say this. The old principal with white beard and hair just kept smiling and looked at his old colleagues quietly.

"During the summer vacation, Hogwarts is going to hold an advanced potions class. In addition to Severus, I also have to participate in the teaching work. After all, no one in the entire Hogwarts, or even the entire UK, can compare with him. I understand the Potions Championship better."

Some people are bragging when they say "no one knows better than me" during the campaign, but what Horace said about the Potion Championship is completely true.

He even took out the evidence——

He took off the portable potion cauldrons, pure gold stirring rods, and pure silver medicine spoons tied to his belt, and placed them on Dumbledore's desk.

These are the potions championship prizes he won for Hogwarts when he was in school.

This was the last champion of the Potions Championship when it still used the old dangerous format rules before changing the format (no magic contract required, no pre-selection test).

"Although Severus is also a certified 'Potion Master' by the Association of Extraordinary Apothecaries, when he was studying at Hogwarts, the Potions Championship held every seven years happened to be held when he was still in his first year. , so he was not able to represent Hogwarts in competitions when he was in school.

Well, of course, I'm not belittling his ability and talent. Albus, don't think too much about it. "

Horace also explained.

After hearing what he said, the smile on Principal Dumbledore's face became a little embarrassed. After all, it is somewhat difficult for a very smart person to pretend to be a fool.

"Horace, you know," Dumbledore said, "Each Potions Championship has only one quota for each school.

Although Bourne's situation is indeed a bit special, out of fairness considerations, Severus and I decided to let him participate in the holiday training, pass the final exam, and compete with several other young wizards to represent Hogwarts. Contestants.

If you serve as the professor of potions training, it is likely to cause some misunderstandings and make others mistakenly think..."

Before he could finish speaking, Horace interrupted the old principal with practical actions.

The fat old man took out a parchment from the sleeve of his gorgeous wizard robe, and then unfolded it in front of Dumbledore.

“Today the Association of Extraordinary Apothecaries held a dinner, and this is the honorary appointment I received at the dinner to be a member of the Golden Crucible Award jury for this Potions Championship—to be precise—the head of the jury. "

"...Actually, it's not impossible to have two potions professors teach those young wizards during the summer vacation."

Dumbledore said sternly: "From my observation, apart from Hogwarts, there should be no other teachers with double 'potions masters' in other magic schools in the world. There are two The young wizards participating in the summer training are lucky to have the talented Potions Master provide guidance. Even if they cannot represent Hogwarts, they will definitely gain more and more valuable knowledge. "

Just kidding, it's the same sentence: Principal Dumbledore is a kind man, but he is not a fool.

Asking the head of the Potions Championship jury to teach small classes before the competition, wouldn't that be equivalent to asking the examiner to highlight the key points for the candidates before the exam?

The last time a Hogwarts student won the Potions Championship was decades ago. Horace had almost understood what he was saying. If he didn't agree to Horace's request, not to mention that Dumbledore's own "conscience" would not be able to bear it, even the portraits of all the past principals in the office would be thinking about him for who knows how long.

As for whether Snape would have any objections to this... Dumbledore felt that what he valued about the special Potions training class in the summer was not whether there was someone who could win the Potions Championship for Hogwarts. champion, but just to let a certain little wizard learn a little more.

"It's not a win-win situation."

Dumbledore made his decision.

As a result, the special potion training class at Hogwarts Castle in the next summer vacation has another professor.

Bourne has been eating melon nearby, and he can finally see that these professors at Hogwarts (including his Grandpa Horace) are different from the Warhammer World's Astartes who can wear service nails on their foreheads. Veterans are all the same type of people in a sense.

In addition to some "untouchable" taboos - the taboos of the Hogwarts professors are the safety of their lovely students, and the taboos of the Astartes veterans are their respect for the great Emperor and the Primarch of their respective Legions. In addition to the loyalty engraved in genes, the conscience or moral bottom line of the two...

In fact, they are quite flexible.