Chapter 132 Dumbledore's decision (to be added later)
"Mobius... ring? What is that?"
Looking at the silver-haired little witch in front of him with an expression of "I have seen through the truth", Dumbledore, who was about to say something, couldn't help but be stunned and couldn't help but ask curiously.
After carefully observing Dumbledore's expression and confirming that he was not faking it, a smile appeared in Elena's eyes.
not understand?
That’s of course, just don’t understand!
If Dumbledore had really completed the job transition from wizard to mathematician, then the curriculum at Hogwarts would not be what it is now, and a simple problem of chicken and rabbit in the same cage would not change so many Ravenclaws.
Lao's little wizard blocked the door.
Since she can use the Lie group E8 proposed more than a hundred years ago to resist Dumbledore's Legilimency, then she can use the Möbius Ring, which also came from more than a hundred years ago, to divert the old man's attention.
Strength is naturally more at your fingertips.
You must know that as one of the important basic theories of geometric topology that was only formed in the 19th century, the "Mobius Ring", known as a magical phenomenon in the real world, is far more expressive than the obscure Lie group E8.
There are more people.
As Socrates once said, mathematics can lead the soul to truth.
What Elena needs to do now, after failing to escape, is to direct Dumbledore's attention from the trivial matter of student fights to the truth of the world with endless temptation.
"Maybe you are a little unfamiliar with this name, but after listening to my explanation, you will find... hmm..."
Elena cleared her throat, smiled sweetly, and said with a relaxed expression, her delicate face exuding a loving aura.
Before she could finish speaking, the wand in Dumbledore's hand suddenly lit up.
【Shut up and say nothing!(Oscausi)!】
An indescribable magic mosaic instantly sealed Elena's lips like tape, blocking out the rest of her words, leaving only a whimper of unknown meaning.
"Oh, dear Miss Kaslana. We can discuss this issue next time."
In Dumbledore's long life experience, in terms of sophistry, eloquence and ability to confuse people's hearts, there will definitely be no more than five people who can rival Elena. If the girl's Veela blood blessing is also included, she may be only 5 years old.
Ten-year-old Elena is already ranked in the top three.
According to the experience of the old man, when encountering such a situation, the wisest thing to do is to try not to give the other party a chance to speak, otherwise the topic will easily veer into strange places unknowingly.
"Uh-huh? Uh-huh? Uh-huh?"
Elena's eyes widened for a moment, staring at the old wizard in front of her in disbelief.
This seems to be different from the script she expected. Why not give her a chance to show off Muggle mathematics and logic?
This was like playing Werewolf. The werewolf blew himself up into the night before he could express his full reasoning. It was obvious that this deception method had been successful last time, and besides, in her eyes, Dumbledore
Lido's expression was clearly interested before. Why did the situation suddenly change this time?
As if he heard Elena's thoughts, Dumbledore winked mischievously and playfully imitated the tone of a certain white-haired dumpling from a few minutes ago, "How do you put it? The same move, for
It doesn’t work for me.”
"Uh-huh! Uh-huh!"
Looking at the disgusting face in front of her, Elena, who had been silenced, let out a series of frustrated whines, and angrily sat down on the small sofa in Dumbledore's office.
She couldn't run away, couldn't fight anymore, no reinforcements would come to rescue her, and the only possibility of a comeback by escaping was sealed...
The most important thing is that this annoying and spicy old carrot is actually sarcastic!
As a highly respected principal, Dumbledore actually took the initiative to make fun of him!
If it weren't for the fact that the strength gap between the two sides was too large, all of her physical attacks might be countered by some weird magic spells. Elena even planned to jump on him and bite him.
"So, what Ms. Gray heard is indeed true? You really instigated Marcus Flint and Cedric Diggory to make a private agreement between the two colleges.
Fight?"
Dumbledore glanced at the little Luoli who suddenly wilted and nodded silently. The last bit of luck in his heart finally disappeared - originally he was still holding a trace of Gray, maybe she only heard part of the content and misunderstood it.
hope.,
Lady Grey? The resident ghost of Ravenclaw, the former Helena? Lady Ravenclaw?
Elena, who was still speculatively speculating about who informed Dumbledore, had a flash of realization in her eyes. It seemed that the conversation in front of the auditorium foyer that morning was overheard by Helena who happened to be passing by.
I didn't expect that ghosts would also have the habit of snitching.
Maybe at some time later, she would need to take her math textbook to the door of the Ravenclaw common room and update the bronze eagle ring a little and add the question bank, such as cows eating grass, pumping and releasing water, and flying between two trains.
The flying owl...
After all, if you are always a monotonous chicken and rabbit in the same cage, you will be looking down on the smart and curious Ravenclaws.
While Elena was thinking, Dumbledore, who was standing in the center of the office, took a deep breath and looked at the little girl who was huddled on the sofa with a headache, as if he was in a daze because he was caught violating discipline.
Bledo's perspective).
"Oh, mortgaging the school, threatening the sorting hat, physical training, ransacking the kitchen, fishing for black fish, gang fights in the academy..."
The old man sighed heavily and counted them one by one on his fingers, with a strong sense of exhaustion in his voice.
Ever since the school's first owl that delivered the school's opening notice this year mysteriously disappeared, Dumbledore felt that the stable world he knew was gone forever. Dumbledore discovered that in the past few months, he had sighed and worried more times than
There were even more times in the previous decades combined.
Dumbledore looked at the culprit who caused all this and fell into silence for a while. Just when Elena sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere and thought that the old man was about to get angry, her muscles subconsciously tensed up, ready to escape at any time.
Dumbledore waved feebly to remove the silencing spell cast on Elena, walked to the sofa and slowly squatted down, sighed again, and reached out to touch the girl's head.
"I'm sorry, Elena, I need to give you an explanation," said Dumbledore, "an explanation for an old man's mistake. I understand now that all my worries and my attempts to make you different
The thoughts of a child show signs of aging."
"People will always be afraid of the uncontrollable future. But if, as an educator, you feel conflicted and panicked because your children have talents that exceed your own, then it would be a big sin... and I, recently, have been
It seems that I have been deliberately avoiding this issue..."
The new sun was rising slowly, and the light shone on Dumbledore through the window, on his silver eyebrows and beard, and on the deep wrinkles on his face.
"I have decided that I will personally teach you all the knowledge I have about magic and this world."
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Sorry, there is only one chapter today.
I am determined to sort out the plot. I cannot keep procrastinating. It takes a long time to write one thing~