Chapter 71： the great Dumbledore

"Haagen-Dazs!"

Standing on the third floor and leaving, Dumbledore said a password.

The monster suddenly came to life, jumped aside, and the wall behind it cracked in half.

Behind the wall is a spiral staircase that is slowly moving up like an escalator.

As soon as Dumbledore and William stepped up, they heard a rumbling behind and the wall closed again.

They turned higher and higher, higher and higher, like an elevator.

William felt that this kind of good thing should be spread to the whole school, instead of letting the students take the stairs and the principal take the elevator.

Soon, a shiny oak door appeared in front of the two, with a brass door knocker in the shape of a griffin.

William took a few more glances at the door knocker, he was already a little sensitive to this kind of thing.

Pushing open the door and walking in, Professor Dumbledore took out a piece of parchment and began to write.

William stood there alone, this was the first time he came to the principal's office, and he looked around.

It's a large, beautiful circular room full of funny little voices. On the slender-legged table, there are many strange silverware, spinning and spewing small puffs of smoke.

The walls are covered with portraits of old school principals and school principals, all of them snoring softly in their respective frames.

There is also a huge table in the room with claw-shaped legs. On a shelf behind the desk stood a tattered, wrinkled wizard hat—the Sorting Hat.

Soon, Dumbledore finished writing and put the parchment into the fireplace. After a burst of flames, the parchment disappeared.

William knew that Dumbledore was writing to the Ministry of Magic, otherwise Fudge and the others would not have come so quickly.

After the principal had done all this, he stood up, looked at William, did not communicate with him in depth, but said, "William, I still have something to confirm, you are here waiting for me, don't walk around."

"Just eat here at noon. There are a lot of books in the room, you can take a look at them."

William nodded hastily.

Dumbledore stepped out, and the wooden door closed again.

Those principals no longer pretended to be asleep, but opened their eyes one after another and began to look at William.

It seemed that they hadn't seen new faces for too long. Everyone was very excited and left the frame, ready to call the other principals back.

Being stared at by so many people, William felt uncomfortable all over. Fortunately, there were things he was familiar with in this room.

William quietly walked around the table and picked up the hat on the shelf, not clasping it over his head, but looking at it carefully.

The hat was as messy as ever, as if it had not been washed for hundreds of years.

At this moment, a small voice said: "You are still alive, William Stark?"

"I thought you were killed by Snape long ago."

Speaking of this matter, William's anger swelled, and he smiled maliciously: "Thanks to your blessing, I didn't die, but Professor Snape went to Azkaban."

"..."

"Oh, by the way, where's the little spider?" William asked.

The Sorting Hat said vigilantly, "What do you want?"

Before he could finish his words, the little spider emerged from the ball of yarn.

It seems to have just been sleeping.

"It's still there." William stared at the spider and wondered, "It's strange, I remember that the eight-eyed giant spider was very big when it was born?"

After nearly a year of study, William is no longer a freshman in elementary school, and he knows a lot.

The eight-eyed giant spider's eggs are the size of golf balls, and the spider in front of him is too small.

The Sorting Hat replied, "It's a mutant, it's too small, and it's been ostracized by the same kind, poor little guy."

"Then this mutation is too outrageous, isn't it?"

William has never met his parents two meters, and his son is a dwarf. Your gene mutation is too unreasonable.

William's eyes changed when he looked at the little spider. He felt that either the baby was wrong, or the spider's father was green!

William glanced at the Sorting Hat, wanting to wash it while Dumbledore was away, but after thinking that the current atmosphere was wrong, he still didn't do it.

Anyway, he won't wear this hat in the future, and the troubles should be left to the juniors and juniors.

Standing on a golden perch by the door, Professor Dumbledore's Phoenix Fox, the size of a swan, with bright red and gold feathers dazzling.

It waved its long tail feathers and winked friendlyly at William. William swallowed. He hadn't eaten Scottish long-legged red chicken.

Putting down his hat, William walked to the window and looked out the window. The crowd was already walking towards the castle. Qiu and Cedric and their twin brothers were looking at the playground, looking for William.

It was not until several people left the Quidditch field that William left the window and returned to the office.

Dumbledore hadn't come back, and it was really boring to wait here for a long time. William decided to follow Dumbledore's suggestion and read books to pass the time.

Studying in the principal's office is indeed enough.

William opened a side door next to him and exclaimed. It turned out that it was densely filled with books, like a small library.

William walked straight to the bookshelf with the study label.

As we all know There are folders in the computer named learning, which are generally not healthy things. William felt that there would be big treasures he wanted in this bookshelf.

Well, he obviously over-compensated, this is indeed a study book.

William flipped through a few books at random, and there were no creases in them that had been opened. It was as clean as a newly bought book.

William shook his head. People who put books in his office are usually just pretending and will never read them.

Tsk tsk, it seems that Headmaster Dumbledore is not exempt.

Wait, William glanced at the author and saw that it was Dumbledore.

excuse me!

William flipped through a few more books and found that they were all written by Dumbledore himself, or books he collaborated with other famous wizards.

There are also some well-known journals, such as "Innovation of Spells" and "Master of Practical Potions", which contain a lot of Dumbledore's articles.

These journals are equivalent to the scis of the Muggle world.

Ordinary people have to die when they post an article, but Dumbledore has been posting since the fourth grade. Over the past 100 years, he has published thousands of articles!

The most important thing is that he did not only publish in a certain field, but made achievements in almost all fields.

This is the real academic giant.

Dumbledore was able to have the status he is now, not simply by defeating Grindelwald.

That is just a trivial achievement among his many achievements.

The reason Dumbledore is great is that he has promoted the development of the wizarding world in all aspects.

Whether it is peace or academic!

There is no doubt that what William wants to be is this kind of wizard.

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