v4 Chapter 153： Deng Moupi

Schelling maintained a cynical expression, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. Instead of answering Dumbledore’s question, he drew out his wand and used a magic spell to transform himself in front of him with a variety of gems. Mahogany chair.

The seat cushion of the big chair is woven from unicorn fur, shining with a bright silver luster. The handrail on the left is carved into the shape of a honey badger, and the handrail on the right is carved into the shape of a goshawk. Both are in the posture of prostrate with their heads down.

There are ninety-nine unicorn horns at the top of the back of the chair. Colorful streamers hover around the long horns. In the gap between the long horns, there is a large green snake, which is carved to life. The eyes of the snake are shining with mysterious red lights, as if a real snake is staring at its prey. The most amazing thing is that the appearance of the big snake resembles more than 90% of the snake that represents the Slytherin in the Hogwarts school badge.

The legs of the four chairs are thin and slender, and the bottom of the chair is a dark gray stone that looks unpretentious. Anyone who has a certain understanding of British history can tell at a glance that this is the stone of fate in Scottish legend. Only the king determined by fate can conquer it. It is a sacred object of the medieval royal family.

The wooden lines on the entire chair are faintly revealing dark golden sharp light, with a thrilling sense of oppression, just like...

King over the world.

Xie Lin smiled, seemingly satisfied with his transfiguration work. First he posed his robe, and then sat down on this extraordinary chair in an impeccably perfect posture.

At the moment he sat up, an invisible wave of magic power suddenly spread in all directions around the chair. Phoenix Fox, who was napping on the gilded wooden shelf, was suddenly awakened and let out a stern cry. The silver instruments on the low table near the wall each made a dingling sound, and an instrument that looked a bit like a pipe emitted light green smoke.

Schelling turned a blind eye to the battle he had made. He lightly pressed his left hand on the honey badger, and then he leaned to the right languidly, his right elbow was pressed against the goshawk. He held his chin with his wrist and supported the weight of his upper body, facing Dumbledore’s snake-shaped ring on his right finger, emitting a faint green light, while the quaint guardian ring exuded a deep wave of invisible magic, as if A fierce beast that is silently accumulating its strength and ready to pounce at any time.

Of course Schelling would not choose to stand up to answer Dumbledore's questions, letting himself fall into the upper hand of the momentum at the beginning. Since your Principal is sitting and talking to me, then I have to sit and answer you too, and my chair must be cooler than yours!

Dumbledore looked at the serpentine sculpture representing Slytherin, and fell into a slight loss of consciousness.

There is no need to talk nonsense between smart people and smart people. In addition to showing off his strength, Schelling’s actions also indicate that the entire Slytherin College has stood behind him. Although he is only one person, he can represent The will of an academy. As for the meaning of the two handrails, they are clearly speaking, and they are also under his control.

Don't forget, the power of the principal is not absolute.

In the world of the original book, because of Dumbledore’s powerful reputation and prestige that one can only look up to, and his control over Hogwarts with only one hand, the school’s operational layer—that is, the professors is almost monolithic. The board of directors was completely emptied and became a shadow institution of Hogwarts. The students only knew about the existence of the principal and the professor, and never noticed that Hogwarts originally had the school board, an organization that could check and balance the power of the principal.

The original book is written from the perspective of Harry, a young wizard who has just entered the wizarding world. Throughout the seven books, there are few descriptions of the school board, and a considerable part of it appears as a failed harlequin, such as Lucius being The embarrassment of expelling the school board, such as Lucius's attempt to kill Buckbeak but failed again.

In this world, although Lucius was still expelled from the school board, there was a faculty appointment committee. And Schelling happened to be one of the committee members.

As Schelling's fame grew, Dumbledore's authority had been challenged to some extent. It is impossible for the clutter of the school board to turn a blind eye to Schelling's potential and remain unshakable. You must know that none of the people who can win the position of school manager among many competitors is simple. Who doesn’t know that Dumbledore is over a hundred years old, and who doesn’t want to do it in advance for the situation after Dumbledore’s two feet are stretched out. Be prepared to continue your power and status.

At this moment Schelling appropriately expressed his right to speak in Slytherin College, and the threat contained therein is self-evident.

One more point, Dumbledore didn’t say it in his heart, maybe he didn’t want to think about this possibility either—

There are honey badgers, goshawks, and green snakes, but what about griffins? The seat back and armrests are occupied, so the rest is not only...

Dumbledore's eyes flickered behind the two half-moon glasses, and he sighed after a while.

Although he had tried his best to allow himself to overestimate Schelling's potential, he did not expect that he still underestimated Schelling far. He had to start to wonder if he was really old.

The last meeting with Schelling didn't take long. At that time, Schelling, regardless of his eyes, tone, or attitude, was not in awe of himself, but at the very least, there was a sense of jealousy.

It can be said that Schelling now has absolutely no retreat for himself, like a beast that has been lurking for a long time, has dared to open his fangs naked.

Dumbledore knew very well that Schelling was never an impulsive student. He dared to act like this, he must have enough confidence in his heart!

"Schelling, I don't mean anything else. I'm just worried about the safety of you and the other students." Dumbledore's tone was much softer than before.

Schelling did not develop any contempt because of Dumbledore’s weakness—

In his opinion, Dumbledore's ability to manipulate people's hearts with words is not much weaker than Grindelwald. Haven’t you seen the Order of the Phoenix, an organization with no money, no food and no welfare, can there be a group of social elites who are willing to pay their lives for a lofty ideal?

"Well, on this matter, I think we can talk about it frankly and honestly." Schelling suppressed the stern expression on his face and said seriously: "I can confirm that the crazy person is Mr. Crouch. As for The person who attacked me is most likely under the command of a mysterious person, but it may also be the shadow of a dragon."

"Oh," Dumbledore put his hands on the table, crossed his fingers, and looked at Schelling interestingly, "Why?"

"The one who attacked me was a life-killing curse. There was no room left at all. Obviously, they didn't intend to keep me alive. This is the style of a Death Eater, rude and direct." Xie Lin explained: "Then I used the wind. The Spinning Curse wounded him, and then he exploded with black energy similar to that seen on Pettigrew and Lockhart. I saw that the situation was not right, and I could not wait for your support from the principal, so I decided to retreat."

"As for Mr. Crouch, he is fine, I put him in the suitcase left by Scamander and take him away."

"So, Schelling," Dumbledore said slowly, "may I ask you to release Mr. Crouch? I have something to ask him."

"It can be, but..." Xie Lin deliberately didn't say anything.

"Don't worry. I know this is an important favor, and I will make it clear to him that you rescued him alone, and will not take your credit." Dumbledore said confidently.

Xie Lin pretended to ponder.

"Okay," Xie Lin said after a while. It seemed that he had made a decision after careful consideration in a short period of time. He shrugged and said: "Who told me to owe your copy of "Abatai" What about the kindness of "Er"?"

Schelling took Mr. Crouch, who was still asleep, out of the suitcase space and put it on the ground, and then quickly waved his wand above his head to release the sleeping curse on him, and at the same time whispered: "I think Harry should have already told you that Mr. Crouch was crazy when he appeared suddenly, and his emotions became a bit out of control and crazy. I was worried that he would do harm to himself and others, so I let him Fell asleep."

Dumbledore nodded in understanding.

After Crouch woke up, he rubbed his wistful eyes, and said in a puzzled way: "Dumbledore? Malfoy? Where is this? Why am I here?"

Dumbledore’s azure blue pupils gleamed, and he stared at Crouch’s eyes closely, and said, "Barty, don't you remember anything?"

"Remember what?" Crouch was a little confused. "I only remember that I was very busy today. The international ban on private duels has not made much progress. I let the young Wetherby take care of this...he is very enthusiastic...say something. To be honest, it’s a bit too high...I just got home and didn't even eat dinner, so I lay on the sofa and fell asleep. Then...I was here as soon as I woke up."

"Now..." Crouch said gloomily, "It's time for you to tell me what happened, right?"

Dumbledore gave him a brief and concise description of how Schelling and Harry found him in the Forbidden Forest, the process of being attacked and finally rescued by Schelling.

Crouch's eyes widened, obviously unable to believe that he had experienced so much in one night. Had it not been Dumbledore who was talking to him now, he would never have believed half a word. But apparently, Dumbledore and the young Malfoy had no reason or motive to deceive him with this kind of thing.

He wanted to go home, but Dumbledore insisted on letting him rest in the school hospital for one night, and let Ms. Pomfrey observe him for one night to make sure that there were no sequelae before letting him go. Crouch was arguing, and his condition was indeed very weak, and he could only obey Dumbledore's will, and Hogwarts stayed for one night.

A few hours later, exactly 12 o'clock midnight.

Crouch, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, got up from the lying position, and sat on the hospital bed in the school hospital. He was the only person in the ward, and Ms. Pomfrey's footsteps could be heard outside.

He touched his forehead and face, and found a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, which made his face soaked.