Chapter 33 Dumbledore's Invitation
Chapter 33 Dumbledore's Invitation
However, despite being somewhat flustered, she still remembered to take Chu Yang to the principal's office as well.
The two went up the spiral staircase to the 8th floor. At the end of the staircase was an oak door with a griffin knocker. Professor McGonagall stepped forward, picked up the knocker, and knocked on the door.
With a creak, the door opened, and Professor McGonagall led Chu Yang into the room. What came into view was a huge wooden table with snacks laid out on it.
The room was spacious and filled with strange and unusual silverware, which looked like magical creations, or perhaps just simple decorations.
The wise old man was standing by the window, seemingly deep in thought.
"Dumbledore, Chu Yang is here," Professor McGonagall reminded him.
"Thank you for your help, Minerva. You can go ahead and get back to work!" Dumbledore smiled and nodded, then walked across the wooden table in the center of the room and went straight to Chu Yang.
"Before I leave, there is something I need to tell you." Professor McGonagall walked quickly to Dumbledore's side, and spoke in a low voice about Malfoy and the Black Lake.
A hint of surprise flashed in Dumbledore's eyes. He pondered for a moment and said, "Let's wait until Malfoy wakes up and ask him for the specifics. Let's put the other people's accounts aside for now."
"I understand." Professor McGonagall nodded, then turned and left the principal's office.
"You must be Chu Yang? Sprout mentions your name to me every day. For a while, I thought I was living in the East." Dumbledore smiled and invited Chu Yang to sit down, then handed him some snacks from the table.
The moment they received the snacks from Dumbledore, their eyes met, and then Dumbledore experienced the same fate as the Sorting Hat.
Three or four seconds later, Dumbledore quickly closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The oppressive feeling conveyed by those gazes was almost unbearable even for him.
"No wonder the Sorting Hat acted that way; it's like you're hiding something extraordinary within yourself, preventing others from prying into your thoughts."
Dumbledore exclaimed, "Because you are an orphan, it was natural for us to assume your parents were Muggles, but now it seems that this idea is a little inaccurate."
"Your parents must have come from a famous wizarding family in an ancient Eastern country, otherwise it would be difficult to explain what's on you."
Chu Yang shrugged and replied nonchalantly, "I don't know where they're from, but I am definitely an orphan."
"Also, you just said you were spying on my thoughts..."
Chu Yang looked intently at Dumbledore. Anyone who had experienced Legilimency twice in one day would be angry.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chu Yang. This is one of the few bad habits I've had in all my years as principal. I'm always thinking about being careful and cautious in everything, but I've neglected other more important things."
Dumbledore spoke gently and sincerely, saying, "From your perspective, you should indeed feel angry, but I also hope you can understand an old man like me."
Dumbledore was a very intelligent wizard, and his greatest strength was his ability to influence others with kindness and sincerity.
Chu Yang was well aware of this, but even so, the anger in his heart was rapidly dissipating.
Dumbledore smiled and said, "In compensation, I can grant some reasonable requests, such as providing more scholarships."
"I love reading!" Chu Yang said without hesitation. "Headmaster Dumbledore, if possible, I hope the library can open more areas to me so I can acquire more knowledge."
Chu Yang's request was clearly not what Dumbledore had expected. He had originally thought that a child from an orphanage would decisively choose financial assistance.
Dumbledore praised, "As a wizard, this is undoubtedly a wise choice, but knowledge is often dangerous, especially for a child your age who cannot yet discern such dangers."
"Besides, you've only just started school, and there's still a lot of basic knowledge you need to learn. If you want to become a great wizard, you must take every step steadily."
"Therefore, I will hold off on your request for now and let you access more knowledge at a more appropriate time."
Chu Yang did not press the matter further and calmly accepted Dumbledore's advice.
Chu Yang had expected Dumbledore's refusal. He hadn't expected to achieve his goal in one go, and getting Dumbledore to make a promise was already a very good result.
As long as Chu Yang continues to demonstrate his extraordinary talent and changes Dumbledore's mind, the magical knowledge hidden in the library will eventually be his.
Dumbledore was pleased with Chu Yang's maturity beyond his years.
If it were any other 11-year-old, it would probably have been difficult for him for a long time.
"Sprout told me about some of your unusual traits, and the Sorting Hat seems to have difficulty deciding your place in the house. So, what are your thoughts on this?"
At this moment, Dumbledore was like a kind old neighbor, discussing issues with Chu Yang in a friendly manner. Chu Yang felt a sense of equality from his attitude, and this attitude alone made people feel close to him.
Chu Yang closed his eyes and thought it over and over, but in the end he shook his head.
Dumbledore adjusted his glasses and asked, "Child, can you demonstrate your magic to me?"
After he finished speaking, he pointed his finger into the air, and the magic at his fingertips bloomed like fireworks.
Immediately afterwards, the magic wand on the desk flew into his hand.
Spellcasting without a staff!
Dumbledore handed the wand to Chu Yang.
He chuckled and said, "This is a wand that I had prepared in advance. The materials used to make it are similar to your wand."
"Of course, the core of this wand is not a precious unicorn scale, but a unicorn tail feather. Both are sacred and magical creatures, so they will not be too resistant to your magic."
Chu Yang took the wand from Dumbledore, but in his heart he wondered what it would be like if Dumbledore asked him to use the Elder Wand to cast a spell.
What kind of impact will occur when natural magic, with Wood Release at its core, meets the Elder Wand with Elderwood and Yastler's tail feathers?
Anyway... this principal's office is definitely not going to survive.
The portraits of past principals hanging on the wall will also suffer a devastating blow.
Dumbledore was unaware that Chu Yang was lost in thought. Seeing that he hadn't moved for a while, he assumed that Chu Yang was worried about the consequences, so he smiled and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, child. No matter what happens, I will take responsibility for it. Relax, concentrate, and control your magic."
Having learned from his previous experience, Chu Yang felt less awkward using the wand. He listened to Dumbledore's teachings, slowly channeling his magic into it and gently waving it.
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