Moonlight Life at Hogwarts

Chapter 287
After listening to Sirius' question, Dumbledore shook his head, "Sorry, Sirius, I only have guesses on this point, and I'm not really sure about anything. If I know the answer, I will definitely explain it to you. "

In this regard, Sirius had no choice but to stop asking, but vaguely, when he looked at Aiwen, he felt that Aiwen should know the answer.

"Okay, Dumbledore, leave the next thing to us elders, whether it's dealing with the Ministry of Magic or something." Teacher McGonagall said, "They have done enough, they are very tired, and the Goblet of Fire The game is not over, they need to fulfill their contract."

Once the Goblet of Fire contract begins, it cannot be ended, which is why the other two principals let Fleur and Krum participate in the competition despite their reluctance.

"Of course there is no problem." Dumbledore finally eased his expression and nodded, "There is one more thing, Harry, although I really don't want to say it, but I hope you will return to your uncle when you are on vacation this year." There, I know they treat you badly, but..."

"No, Mr. Principal, I don't think it's necessary at all!" Ivan interrupted Dumbledore directly this time, "As we said just now, Harry can confront Voldemort head-on, and those Death Eaters are not at all to him. Question, I think it's better for Harry to decide where he wants to go during the summer vacation, my parents...that is, Harry's godfather and godmother, miss Harry very much."

This is where Ivan doesn't understand Dumbledore. Why did he keep Harry going back to the place he doesn't like? Of course he knows that Harry has a blood curse on him, and his relatives will protect him, but, if Just for protection...

So why not just take Harry with you?

You know, during the holidays, if Ivan and Hermione don't go home, Mr. McGonagall will definitely welcome them to stay for a long time.

"Ivan, I can understand your concern for your friend." Dumbledore helped his translucent glasses frame, trying to keep his tone gentle and sincere, "But Harry is different, he has his own life , My own relatives, I mean the kind of real relatives who have each other's blood."

"Just relying on his lazy uncle like a pig? Mr. Principal, I can't understand your intention of doing this. I repeat, Harry can already protect himself." Ivan said without giving in, maybe just now Looking at Harry, he didn't feel anything.

However, even if a stone is placed on the chest, the stone should be warm in the first half of the year, let alone a living person, staying together for three or four years, no matter how hard-hearted people are, they should be moved.

So Ivan really doesn't want Harry to go back to his past life. Everyone has the right to choose. Why should he be someone else's marionette just because of an illusory prophecy?

"The teacher is right. We are really tired. Fighting Voldemort is not what we children who are still students should do. So, Hermione, Harry, Ashley, let's go first!" Then, Ivan directly pulled Ashley and turned around and walked out.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Principal, Ivan didn't mean it, I'll go and see him right away." Hermione quickly apologized to Dumbledore, then turned and chased after him.

Harry looked at Ivan and Hermione who were leaving, and then at Dumbledore. In a trance, he suddenly felt as if he was standing at a crossroads in his life. Should he go after Ivan and choose Ivan, or stay here? Choosing to follow Dumbledore, a multiple-choice question was placed in front of him.

Dumbledore looked at him quietly, Sirius frowned, as if he would support any decision he made.

Scenes of the past emerged in front of Harry. It was the first time he saw the wizarding world, the first time he met Dumbledore, the first time he saw such wonderful magic, the first time he met his friends, and in short In just four years, his life has changed drastically.

The lazy and smart Ivan, the smart and straightforward Hermione, the gentle and virtuous Mrs. Tash, the elegant and gentle Mr. Tash, the romantic and suave Uncle Tarek, the chic and brave Sirius, the gentle and kind Professor Lupine, Ginny, and more. There is Hagrid, Dumbledore, the Weasleys who have always been very enthusiastic about themselves...

"Sorry, Mr. Headmaster." Harry bent towards Dumbledore, and then ran out without looking back.

Looking at Harry's leaving figure, Dumbledore seemed to have aged a few years for a moment.

The same wisdom, the same many people follow, the same talent, the same... stay away from yourself.

He knew that as long as the people around Aiwen had no accidents, Aiwen would not become a dark wizard, nor would he become a Dark Lord. This was something he had known since that night, and this was the biggest difference between Aiwen and Voldemort.

but……

"I'm going to see Harry, Dumbledore, don't worry, I will definitely persuade him." Sirius interrupted Dumbledore's thoughts, and Professor Lupine followed, leaving only Get off Dumbledore and Mr. McGonagall.

Although it was almost spring at this time, the weather was still cold, and the bitter wind blew again at some point, scraping against the glass windows, making a rattling sound, setting off the principal's office, which looked extremely deserted .

"McGon..."

Finally, Dumbledore asked slowly, his voice was more tired than ever, "Did I really do something wrong?"

Mrs. McGonagall sighed, one side is her long-time friend, and the other side is her two most promising students. It can be said that she is the one who is really in a dilemma. She has also guessed that this day will come, but she never I never thought that this day would come so soon.

"No, Dumbledore, you did nothing wrong." Mr. McGonagall looked at the unmelted Can Xue outside the window and said, "But Aiwen is not wrong either, you two just have different ideas, that's all."

"But……"

"Do you want to ask, why did they leave you?" Teacher McGonagall said flatly, "It's just because you never believed them, whether it was Ivan or the mysterious person back then...

In fact, when I saw Aiwen for the first time, I felt that he was very similar to the mysterious man back then, no matter in temperament or anywhere else,

But when I gave him the first class, I turned into a cat to check the discipline during the class, and noticed the way he looked at me, it was so warm, I knew that he would be my future My student, it's a wonderful feeling, maybe you could call it a premonition—though, you know, I've never believed in vague prophecies. "

Listening to Mr. McGonagall's words, Dumbledore slowly walked to the window and looked at the scenery that Mr. McGonagall had been focusing on.

It was a touch of residual snow.

But spring is coming.

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(End of this chapter)