Nagini kept asking Surya how he was doing these years, and never mentioned anything about his parents.
Surya also chose to ignore it and talked about the past of this store.
It started as a small stall, and then I had to save money to buy a small shop because of the peace, and finally developed into the largest black magic items specialty store in Chinatown.
"You're not married yet?"
"I once had a dearest love, but unfortunately he has left me."
Nagini feels the same way, "We all deserve a new life."
Although her real age is not as old as her younger sister, she has already taken on the responsibility of being an older sister.
Vincent, who was listening silently, suddenly thought of Mrs. Zabini.
Maybe the deaths of her seven husbands were just accidents, but at least they used their beauty to benefit themselves.
Nagini is considered family by the Dumbledore brothers because she has a kind heart.
They chatted for a long time and talked a lot.
Near midnight, Dumbledore sent Vincent back to Hogwarts.
Corridor on the eighth floor.
"Professor, will Nagini stay in Thailand in the future?"
"Maybe."
"I think she must be back in England."
Surya is a close relative, but the Dumbledore brothers are also family members.
Vincent waved his hand to him in a daze, "Professor - Professor -"
Dumbledore came back to his senses, "You are right, Nagini is our family.
The only place in Britain that can be called home is here."
The position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is still vacant.
There is no problem with ability, and there is no problem with character.
The issue of nationality and identity will not be a problem after the school board is settled.
In the end, only Surya's problem remained.
Vincent felt very uncomfortable with him.
"Professor, I don't think you can - at least respect their opinions."
"You've already guessed the answer, haven't you?"
Dumbledore accepted the look of disdain from him calmly.
Wizards with high magic power usually don't care about their wealth.
They have countless ways to get what they want, although most of them are illegal.
"Professor, don't you have any savings?"
"Sorry, I let you down."
"I want to buy 7 more director seats!" Vincent's disdain deepened further.
"I just made a little money, can't you let me stay warm for two more days?"
Dumbledore showed a meaningful smile,
"Vincent, you should be able to guess why Professor Duoji chose you to be his classroom assistant, right?"
Among the seven grades, only grade 2 has this treatment.
Don't even think about it, there must be a deep meaning behind it.
Combined with the fact that Vincent is a natural master of Occlumency and has a magical talent that is immune to the influence of black magic, old man Deng has only one real purpose.
Maybe he will officially take up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor as soon as he graduates from school.
Without the funds provided by Master Lucius, Hogwarts must have had a very difficult time in the past five years.
Just when the Wizard card jumped out to compete with Gwent, and just when the boss was unwilling to fight a protracted war for a long time, he just made some gold galleons from the 26 largest card dealers in Europe.
Vincent shuddered with a chill down his spine,
"Professor, is all this part of your calculation?"
Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, "I haven't even said hello to those old friends, and you've already almost driven the wizard card to a dead end."
"It's not that exaggerated." Vincent patted his little heart that was beating so fast.
"So, I don't actually have to work hard?"
"Of course not." Dumbledore's eyes became serious.
"It's because of your attitude.
If you choose to sit on the sidelines, I won't provide any help.
On the contrary, none of us want to see innocent wizards harmed."
Vincent lowered his hands and met his eyes frankly,
"Professor, at first I thought they were to blame for themselves. They had already decided that the Wizard Card was about to harvest wealth and then tried to stop it.
Hermione and Daphne influenced me, but I still don't know why."
Dumbledore raised his hand and touched his chest, "Because you have a kind heart."
Vincent lowered his head with a complicated expression,
"Be kind? Being kind can't accomplish what you and the teacher originally wanted to do, right?"
Faced with this question, which was not a question, Dumbledore just lowered his hands and waited quietly.
He also has a kind heart and is so kind that he dare not break any rules.
You can say he is cowardly, but you cannot deny his kindness.
"Professor, I will not be gentle with the obstacles that stand in my way.
Even so, can I be regarded as kind?"
Dumbledore nodded slightly.
"Even if I cause a lot of unnecessary sacrifices."
He nodded again.
"Becoming the real Dark Lord." The confusion in Vincent's eyes disappeared.
What replaces it is an awareness, an awareness that encompasses several qualities.
Courage, wisdom, kindness, ambition.
Even though it was deeply hidden, Dumbledore still saw it all.
"Without crushing one's own consciousness, it is impossible to crush the world.
You're ready, Vincent."
"Professor, it's just psychological." Vincent rolled his eyes instantly, "I still have a lot to learn."
Dumbledore chuckled, "If you can't wait any longer, then I suggest you take all five elective courses next school year."
"Divination class, Arithmancy class, Care of Magical Creatures class, Ancient Rune Studies, Muggle Studies?"
"Of course, there's Apparition in fifth grade, and there's alchemy in sixth grade.
But for you, there is no need to relearn these two courses."
He blinked pointedly, "I believe you can arrange your class time reasonably, right?"
Vincent knew what this was implying and was very curious about the answer.
If I ask, I will definitely not tell you. If I don’t ask, I will feel very uncomfortable.
"Professor, I leave the board of directors to you."
Dumbledore spread his hands as if he had expected it.
"I'll give it to you now!"
Seeing Vincent running towards the common room angrily, he smiled as proudly as a child.
A money bag costs 10,000 yuan, and a large sack can fit 70 of them.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding——"
"..." Dumbledore was speechless.
It’s not like the Seamless Stretching Spell won’t be nested.
Vincent threw the large sack he was carrying in front of him.
"Professor, you are my shield now. Don't hesitate when it's time to take action."
Who would believe that a 12-year-old kid could beat an old man?
The Ministry of Magic doesn't believe it, the card dealers don't believe it, and the wizards don't believe it either.
So in the end, he was the one who benefited the most from the calculation.
Dumbledore tentatively raised the sack and said, "I will choose a suitable time."