Settle at Hogwarts

Dumbledore had obviously used some tricks, and Tubo found that everyone around him, except himself, turned a blind eye to Dumbledore, a strangely dressed man.

After walking out of the orphanage and feeling that no ordinary people were paying attention to him, Tabor smiled at Dumbledore who was following him: "What a coincidence, Professor, are you here to see Tom too?"

There was no expression on Dumbledore's face: "I'm surprised that you would meet him so openly."

Tabor was a little silent. In fact, according to his original cautious character, no matter whether Tom would become the Dark Lord in the future, as long as there was even the slightest possibility, he would stay away from this person.When I was three years old, I desperately wanted to come to the UK. Wasn't it just to avoid contact with Grindelwald?

"He is just a kid who has done nothing. He will be my junior student in the future. I don't think I need to cover up when I meet him."

Tabor looked at Dumbledore firmly. At this moment, he suddenly understood the reason for his change in mentality.

That's because of his strength. When facing Grindelwald, although Tubbo is now on the weak side, the title of Master of Potions is enough to make Grindelwald interested, so that he will not be led by a random fire spell. Walk.

When facing Tom, Tubo was obviously more powerful now, although he was still a little wary of the cruel acts Voldemort might do in the future.But he is confident that by that time he will have stronger power, the power to protect himself and his loved ones from harm.

Dumbledore didn't speak, he just looked at Tabor's increasingly determined eyes quietly, but a trace of worry flashed unconsciously in his heart.

"Professor, I'm going to Chinatown for hot pot. Do you want to come with me?" Tabor looked at the silent Dumbledore, not wanting to find out what the mutated old lion was thinking.

"Chinatown? The desserts there are very special, so let's go together." After Dumbledore finished speaking, he put a hand on Tubo's shoulder and led him to a corner of Chinatown.

Tabor took Dumbledore into a hot pot restaurant with a large number of people. He skillfully ordered a spicy pot, and then asked the waiter in the store to help place two pairs of long chopsticks.

"Professor, let me tell you, this hot pot is spicy, especially in winter. After eating it, you won't need to keep warm all winter. And these chopsticks are specially made for scooping out the food in the hot pot. It’s not easy to burn your hands.”

As he spoke, Tabor picked up the chopsticks in front of him and skillfully placed the duck blood tripe that had just been served into the soup pot boiling with red oil.

Dumbledore was really confused when he looked at the pungent hot pot soup in front of him and the chopsticks that looked like two wands.

"Professor, this tripe is the third stomach of the cow. It has a crispy texture and is rich in protein. It only needs to be rinsed for about ten seconds before you can eat it." As Tabor said, he picked up a piece of tripe and placed it on the table. In front of Bledo.

Then he took a chopstick and dipped it in the soul dipping sauce before swallowing it while it was hot.

Dumbledore looked at the hairy belly in front of him, then looked at Tubo's skilled things, and suddenly asked: "Tubo, I remember you are a pure blood, but you seem to be very familiar with Muggle things?"

Tabor's hand holding the chopsticks obviously paused: "I sometimes go out for a walk. I used to spend most of my time near Diagon Alley. My parents are not very repulsive to ordinary people. As for hot pot, I spend my summer vacation I went to a flower grower’s house when I was young and didn’t come back until mid-August.”

Dumbledore nodded slightly. He could feel that Tub was hiding something from him, but he did not deceive him.

Picking up the chopsticks, Dumbledore imitated Tubb's example and tentatively picked up the tripe, but the piece of tripe disobediently slipped to the edge of the plate.

Tabor smiled and looked at Dumbledore's clumsy movements. Just when he was about to ask the waiter to help him get the fork, he saw Dumbledore making a pinching action again, but the gap between the two chopsticks was obvious. The piece of hair stuck tightly to one of the chopsticks and was put into Dumbledore's mouth.

"Can the levitation spell still work like this?"

Dumbledore was obviously very excited by the spicy taste, but when he heard Tubo's question, he still said vaguely: "Of course, hiss! Silent and wandless casting, using slightly less magic power to keep the food in two In the middle of the chopsticks, hiss!"

Tabor looked at the steaming hot pot, spotted a piece of duck blood rolling in it, used a little bit of magic to make it stop on the edge of the pot, and then used chopsticks to put it into his bowl.Well, no need to use a slotted spoon.

Maybe next time you eat hot pot, you can ask for a private room. After the food is served, you can cast a small-scale Muggle banishing spell to prevent others from seeing it, and then you can directly let all the ingredients in the pot float to the plate.

Tabor shook his head and rejected his idea.There is no soul in a hot pot that you don’t have to fish with your own hands. If it’s just for convenience, you might as well eat Malatang.

Dumbledore might really not be used to spicy food, so he quickly put down his chopsticks.

"I'm going to buy some candies first. Do you want to go back to school with me later?"

Tabor swallowed the food in his mouth: "If the professor has something to do, please go back first. I can go back by myself."

Dumbledore didn't say much and just left the hot pot restaurant in a hurry.

When Tubo finished eating and drinking, paid the bill in pounds and walked out of the shop, he found that Dumbledore was waiting for him at the door.

"Professor, you haven't left yet."

Dumbledore shrugged helplessly: "Students cannot cast spells outside the school. Although I know you can avoid it, as your professor, I cannot encourage you to do this behavior when it is unnecessary."

"Okay," Tabor didn't know whether Dumbledore's words were true, but the touch of emotion and guilt that had just arisen disappeared instantly.

Under the leadership of Dumbledore, the two of them apparated directly into a house.

"This is my home. We can go directly to my office through the fireplace here. This way we don't have to walk from the Forbidden Forest to the castle." Dumbledore explained, and then grabbed a handful of flies from the small box next to the fireplace. Road powder.

"Vice Principal's Office."

Tubo watched Dumbledore disappear into the green flames, and rubbed his forehead in distress. Rather than walking around in the fireplace, he would rather walk slowly back to the Slytherin lounge from the edge of the Forbidden Forest. .

"Vice Principal's Office."