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Chapter 487

Fang Bie looked around to make sure there was no one else around him, then turned to face the smiling old man in front of him. It was clearly just a character on a card, and this card was used as a supplement to the food.

There can't be too much magic.

But the old man on this card, or Dumbledore, is very smart and natural. He doesn't look like a simple illustrated character at all, but truly looks like a living person, winking at him.

Fang Bie was surprised. No matter from any aspect, it was enough to be called a surprise. No matter whether it was the old man who knew the situation of his coming here through certain abilities, or whether the character in this card did it so beautifully.

It was so touching that it was something that surprised him.

However, this kind of surprise actually did not last long. Everyone is a thousand-year-old fox and has experienced many things. Naturally, he cannot be truly frightened by this situation. The accident only appeared between his eyebrows for a moment, and then became

Ease.

"I wonder if this is the automatic effect of this card, or is it really you who talks to me again? The most famous white wizard in the world, Mr. Albus Dumbledore?" Fang Bie asked, the one in his hand

The yew wand shows a strange color. It is said that the wand can change according to the mood of its owner. Now it seems that this is indeed the case.

"Haha, you are indeed a cautious kid. If every card could be as lifelike as mine, then the chocolate frogs would have been sold all over the world. Why are you still looking for people to sell them on this train?"

Dumbledore said.

Fang Bie immediately confirmed the identity of the other party. He knew that the characters on the canvas could travel through each of his portraits, but he did not expect that even living people could have this ability.

But thinking about the identity of the old man, this is actually not difficult to accept. He is not someone else. He is Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of our time. He defeated the dark wizard in 1945, the previous generation of dark lord Grindelwald, and he is in the UK.

When the magic world is at its darkest, it still retains its power and protects a large number of wizards and Muggles.

He can be said to be the true upper limit of wizards in this wizarding world. Apart from Grindelwald and Voldemort, he is the uncrowned king of this wizarding world.

Of course, don't think that the mysterious alchemist Nicolás Flamel, who has lived for 600 years relying on the magic stone and has not died yet. Even though he has become old and vicissitudes and his body is fragile, he can still be active and active, he should also be a powerful person.

However, this old man has never participated in any major events in the magic world, so most people will always omit him when making statistics, or simply exclude him.

"Invite me to be a guest?" Fang Bie looked up at the calendar on the carriage with some confusion. The wizards drawn on the calendar blinked and then ran to other places, turning into a blank drawing board.

, only the date above is still preserved.

"September 15, 1992, sir, it seems that school has not long started at this time. Aren't you afraid of letting an unknown wizard like me enter the school and cause some other troubles?" Fang Bie asked, the wand in his hand was already there.

I took it and wanted to see what kind of plan this old mage had.

Dumbledore smiled and said, "Hogwarts is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want. Besides," a mysterious smile appeared on his face, "There are a lot of troubles now, aren't they?

"

Don't even think about the plot in the original Harry Potter book. He knew that this old man definitely didn't know anything like in the original book. He knew everything, no matter it was the mysterious and weird looking man.

People, or Harry Potter, who is just like a newcomer, should all be in the dean's plan.

So, Professor Quirrell, who wears a big scarf and always smells like garlic, is actually under the control of this old man?

Fang Bie looked at him inexplicably. The bad old man was very bad. He had to be very careful. If he was not careful, he would be like those people in the original novel. He would fall for the other person's way inexplicably and still do it for him.

It would be too unfair to do something.

But in order to learn magic knowledge, Fang Bie also knew that he was now the only way to go to Hogwarts.

Of course he has nothing to be afraid of. In fact, after becoming the Creator, there are few things in this world that can make him afraid. However, he still needs to think about it for personal comfort. What if he dies in this world in an unknown way?

It was a little too frustrating.

He has never been afraid of death, he is only afraid of meaningless death. Only when death is given meaning, will the things they do often become valuable.

"Thank you for the invitation, dean, but what identity can I use to come here?" Fang Bie asked. He was planning to find a reason to go to the school before. After all, he was not a teacher or a student of the school and wanted to go in.

It's still difficult.

But this time, since Dumbledore invited me kindly, it would be a shame for the old man to show his kindness without using a better identity.

"I wonder what your status as a non-staff professor is like? Sir, I'm not very clear about your origins. When you arrive at Hogwarts, we'd better have a good talk!" Dumbledore said, with a mysterious look in his eyes.

The light seems to be able to see through everything.

"Okay, I will come and visit in person when I arrive at Hogwarts." Fang Bi was not afraid of the slanting shadow. He did not have any particularly bad intentions, not to mention that Dumbledore was not a bad person.

Although many people said that he was a cunning white wizard who was more suspicious than the black wizard, he was able to judge that this old man was indeed a man without any other thoughts under the pressure of the Ministry of Magic.

Just an old man who wants some peace and quiet.

Fang Bie was inexplicably looking forward to this meeting. No matter whether the outcome was good or bad, it was always an opportunity for him to truly come into contact with the world, wasn't it?

He happily swallowed the food in his hand. Even though this so-called authentic oriental food was actually very different from real oriental food, at least it didn't have the unpalatable taste.

After he came to this world, this was the first solid meal he had to eat. The British Empire lives up to its name. If the food is not delicious, it will not give you any good impression!

Don't swallow a piece of cake. Apart from being overly sweet, these cakes taste quite good. I hope he can eat something more delicious after going to Gwarts, the master of the British wizarding world!

What he needs to think about now is how his origin was discovered by Dumbledore, and what did the other party want to gain by talking to him and giving him a position as a visiting professor?

There will be no love and hate for no reason in this world, nor will there be care and concern for no reason. Everything is marked with a price, and all people are marked with value.

Fang Bie just wants to see how the magic drama in this world will be performed after he arrives?


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