The so-called education is when one person affects another person. This influence is all-round and profound. Book knowledge and grades are only a very unimportant part of it.
Real educational achievements usually require what is left after a person has forgotten everything he has learned in school.
Regarding this, Dumbledore only gradually understood this after teaching students for more than ten years.
"You taught me magic yourself? Really?" Elena raised her head suspiciously.
If one were to talk about the level of strength in today's wizarding world, there would still be some doubts about Dumbledore's identity as the number one person.
So, when it comes to the number one person in teaching magic today, no one can bear this title except Albus Dumbledore.
However, considering that the two consecutive Dark Lords had a close connection with Dumbledore, and Elena's desire to seize the big piece of cake that resulted from the collapse of the Soviet Union, she did show some sharpness.
Therefore, Elena can understand Dumbledore's wariness and reservations about her before.
After all, Dumbledore's body and energy were no longer what they used to be. Even when faced with a weak, helpless, and extremely cute foodie like her, the old man would inevitably be worried - what if he cultivated a more terrifying demon king again?
Then he might really become the sinner of the entire magical world.
After confirming again that Dumbledore's expression was indeed not joking, the angry look on Elena's face was instantly wiped away.
Although she didn't know why Dumbledore suddenly figured it out, for her, as long as she could learn magic in advance, that would be good news.
After experiencing the confrontation in the morning, Elena particularly hoped to master a few simple spells as soon as possible, so that at least she would not have to fight like a berserker when she encountered danger.
"Spicy... oh no, Professor Dumbledore, you told me earlier."
Elena couldn't wait to take out the wand and hold it in her hand, looking at Dumbledore with gleaming eyes.
"Where do we start learning first, Charms or Transfiguration?"
As far as she knew, Dumbledore had served as professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts and Transfiguration for a long time before taking over the position of principal, and these two areas happened to be the most direct aspects of the external manifestations of magic.
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"Not yet."
Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders, paused slightly, and continued on his own initiative before Elena could ask.
"In fact, according to my original plan, I wanted to use this time to let you learn how to protect yourself from various spell attacks as much as possible."
"Actually, in terms of how to deal with curses, I helped you choose a special teacher. In my opinion, he is a more suitable candidate than me. But whether he is willing, and the specific follow-up class format, we still need to wait for Fox to come back.
Just known."
Huh? A new teacher?
The smile on Elena's face faded slightly and she looked around.
Speaking of which, it was true that Fox had not been seen since she entered the office today. Was it because she had gone to deliver a letter?
But... is there really a professional who is more suitable to fight against curses than Dumbledore?
Elena frowned, carefully recalling the plot of the original novel, which was starting to become a little blurry, and a deep reluctance appeared on her face.
According to this standard, the only qualified candidate in the Order of the Phoenix seems to be "Mad-Eye Moody", the Auror uncle who has a built-in see-through function. In front of him, the whole world looks like 4K high-definition and uncensored.
If we were to rank the magic props in the Harry Potter world, Moody's magic eye, which can see through the Invisibility Cloak, one of the three Hallows of Death, would definitely be ranked in the top ten.
Elena has no doubts about Moody's magical strength. After all, in terms of hard power, Moody, as a veteran Auror in the magical world, has experienced curse confrontations that are not necessarily much worse than Dumbledore.
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However, Elena suddenly felt uncomfortable at the thought of having to be under that guy's gaze for a long time.
"Can you find another one, Professor Dumbledore? In my eyes, there is no wizard more suitable than you."
The girl looked at Dumbledore with a smile, stood up, hugged the old man's arm with both hands and shook it. The secret skill - cuteness passed the test, activated!
"..."
Dumbledore looked at Elena helplessly, and subconsciously twitched his arm. Well, it didn't twitch.
Ever since he became the Headmaster of Hogwarts, no little wizard had ever been so bold as to hold his arm and act coquettishly.
Although he has always been recognized as the most popular principal, most students usually don't even dare to say a word to him.
In Dumbledore's memory, such relaxed scenes of chatting alone with students seemed to have happened many, many years ago, when he was still a school professor.
To be precise, the scene now is slightly different from when I was chatting with students at that time. It seemed like...
While thinking about it, Dumbledore looked at the white-haired ball hanging on his arm with soft eyes, and ruffled her hair helplessly.
"If that gentleman refuses, then of course I will be the one to teach you."
"Oh, okay. But, what should I do now, be in a daze?"
After receiving Dumbledore's promise and seeing that there was no way to make more progress, Elena curled her lips.
"Of course not. While waiting for a response, we can still do some meaningful things."
Dumbledore smiled slightly and pointed to the wooden desk at the end of the room. There were various envelopes piled on the table and the floor.
"Look, you can write the envelope for me!" Dumbledore winked and said to Elena happily, as if this was such an interesting entertainment activity.
"Professor Dumbledore, Father Benitez taught me since I was a child that I have to do my own thing. Besides, as far as I know, there are many bad people in the wizarding world who may include some strange items or spells in envelopes, so
…”
After briefly glancing at the stack of envelopes that were taller than her, Elena carefully glanced at the gentle-faced old man and said seriously.
"You are right, so let me rephrase it. In view of Miss Kaslana's disciplinary behavior in the auditorium this morning, your confinement period will start from now on, and the content of the confinement will be writing envelopes."
Dumbledore nodded in agreement, as if he had been prepared, and nodded expertly and answered.
"Of course, you don't have to worry. I will write and check the contents of the letter separately. All you need to do is copy the corresponding address and recipient."
"No, no, no, no matter what you say, Professor Dumbledore, this is not okay. Private letters are a very important piece of privacy. No matter what you say, I will not touch other people's letters - this
It’s a matter of principle.”
Elena waved her hand, stepped back quickly, and refused firmly, "Although I am not old, I am actually quite principled..."
Snap.
Perhaps because the movement was too large, a thick parchment envelope fell from Elena's body. The two of them looked at the ground at the same time, and saw a line of words written on the envelope.
[Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Albus Dumbledore (collected)]
"A rather principled...?"
Dumbledore blinked and looked at the little Luoli in front of him with a half-smile.