As in the novel, Dumbledore is a decent man and would not use Legilimency on people casually. Of course, it does not rule out that he disdains using it on himself. Perhaps in his opinion, the Ministry of Magic is more important than Voldemort.
The surveillance is not worth mentioning?
No, that doesn't make sense.
He originally thought that the old wizard would always ask about the train more or less, but he didn't, and even when it came to this matter, he only touched on it. It concerned many students and Hogwarts, and Dumbledore didn't
Should be so calm.
It seems that both the school and the Ministry of Magic are deliberately blocking information. No, to be precise, it should be the Department of Mysteries. This department has little presence in the original work, but it seems to be very powerful in the magical world.
What are they hiding? Is it the monster in the snow? Or is it some great being that Cecil said?
Things became more and more confusing, and everyone was hiding their own secrets. Xing Ze secretly decided to find a way to improve his Occlumency before talking to the legendary wizard next time.
It is an eternal truth to be careful when sailing a ship that lasts for thousands of years.
Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow he will get the answers to all his questions, or maybe he will get nothing but more suspicions and doubts.
The growling sound in his stomach made Xing Ze put many mysteries behind him for the time being. The newborn body needed protein and fat, and the brain, which was confused by various problems, was in urgent need of sugar.
He was going to have a big meal in the cafeteria, and then have something refreshing. Black tea and green tea were both good choices.
You said coffee and wine? Oh, no, he is not addicted to alcohol, and he can't stand the bitter taste of coffee. You know that life is already bitter, so why bother with your own mouth.
Relying on his memory, Xing Ze found the cafeteria of Hogwarts. He avoided students and teachers as much as possible along the way. He did not want to attract too many people's attention. Fortunately, at this point, he never failed.
His undistinguished appearance always makes it easy for him to blend into the crowd.
It's past meal time, and there aren't many people in the cafeteria, only twos and threes of lower-grade students. There are no classes today, and most of the upper-grade students will choose to go to Hogsmeade Village, because the bars and restaurants there provide alcohol.
There is a menu for the day on every table. Just use your wand to mark the name of the dish. Of course, you can also go directly to the front desk to order.
Xing Ze ordered a beef stew, two slices of Welsh rabbit, a plate of boiled beans, a cup of black tea and a scone.
Because there was no one around, the food was served quickly. Black tea was the first to come, and it smelled pretty good. Xing Ze took a sip, and then spit the half of the mouthful back into the tea cup. He forgot to ask the house elf to
Don't add sugar to your tea. The whole cup of black tea will taste a bit cloying.
As for the other dishes, they were not as unpalatable as expected. The beef stew was very good and tasty, the Welsh rabbit was just right, and the beans were not bad and could be swallowed.
As long as it's not that kind of weird dark cuisine, the taste of the people of Fu country is not as terrible as the legend says.
When Xing Ze was about to taste the scone, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the cafeteria.
Barrow Foley. This name was like magic, and it instantly jumped out of Xing Ze's mind. Along with it came some unbearable pasts, such as school bullying, racial discrimination, etc.
Barrow also saw Xing Ze. A trace of surprise flashed across his face, but it was quickly replaced by arrogance. The former Gryffindor Chaser strode towards Xing Ze.
"Look, look, who is this?" Barrow stood in front of Xing Ze's desk and exclaimed exaggeratedly. His voice attracted the attention of many students.
He is tall and handsome. Time has faded away from his youthfulness, but has added a bit of maturity, which makes him look more chic. It is estimated that many female students will be fascinated by him.
However, Xing Ze clearly knows that some people's nature will change over time, while some people will not, and Barrow Foley is obviously the latter.
"What are you doing here, kid? To fix the windows? I remember you worked at the Magic Maintenance Department. Oh, I tell you, that's a nice place."
"You have a good memory." Xing Ze picked up the napkin slowly, "But my eyesight is not good. I am enjoying lunch, welfare, if you can see clearly."
Barrow was stunned. He didn't expect it to be like this. After reacting, he put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and said viciously: "I suggest you take back what you just said, yellow-skinned boy.
, I don’t want you to make a fool of yourself in public.”
Xing Ze wiped the corner of his mouth nonchalantly and said: "If I remember correctly, you never dared to come to me alone to trouble me. Where are your guys? Oh, I forgot, they have all graduated, that is
Said your stormtrooper gang also disbanded."
"Oh, yellow-skinned boy, are you looking down on me? Very good, you asked for this!" Barrow took out his wand, and Xing Ze heard several female students exclaim, "I have to let you
I know, this place does not welcome strangers like you."
Xing Ze frowned slightly, but he did not move. The napkin was held tightly in his right hand.
"All turned to stone." The spell did not come from welfare, but from behind him.
Xing Ze put down his napkin and smiled at the woman who was walking slowly. She was wearing a purple floor-length robe with a gorgeous belt around her waist. Her light golden hair was tied behind her head, her nose was high and her lips were straight.
Sexy, she has been a hot star at dances since she was a student.
"Nice to meet you, Miss Ai... Shafiq." Xing Ze greeted her.
The woman raised her eyebrows, but her stern face remained unchanged. She waved her wand to undo the spell.
"Damn it, can't I leave for even a minute? Mr. Foley?"
Barrow reluctantly wanted to wave the wand again. But the woman was faster, and the elm wand in her hand touched the man's neck first.
"Stop it, Mr. Foley. Stop it now."
Barrow's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly put down the wand in his hand, "This kid insulted me, Ellie!"
"So what?" Although Elle Shafiq is a whole head shorter than Foley, she does not lose any momentum in terms of momentum.
The man took a small step back to keep his neck away from the wand, "He insulted you too."
"So what?"
"I don't allow others to insult you. Those words are completely blasphemous to you." Barrow roared righteously.
Some people can't change their nature in their lifetime. Xing Ze thought to himself.
"Oh, come on, Mr. Foley." Ellie put away her wand and said, "Don't cause trouble, the church people are still waiting. Use your energy to deal with those monks."
When he heard the word church, Foley's expression changed, and he nodded: "Of course, of course, Ellie."
"Stop calling me Ellie, Mr. Welfare, we're not that familiar." Ellie frowned, then focused on Xing Ze, "As for you, Xing Ze, I'm not curious about what you said.
I don’t want to ask you whether you said it or not. Those monks in the church are enough to give me a headache. So, put away your wand. Yes, I mean the one you hold in your left hand and hide under the table.
"If I guess correctly, it should be facing me now. Since you will be teaching at Hogwarts, I suggest you read the school handbook. In school, private use of magic duels is not allowed."
"Of course, Miss Shafik." Xing Ze put away Benson's wand, "I just want to finish this scone quietly."
"Very well, enjoy your lunch." Ellie withdrew her gaze and walked toward the other exit of the canteen without looking back.
Welfare seemed hesitant, but finally followed him, but not far away, he turned and glared at Xing Ze. When he found that Xing Ze was also looking at them, he wiped the yellow-skinned stranger's neck.
action, and cursed a few times in a low voice.
"Don't be such a child, Mr. Foley, we are going to be late." Miss Shafiq, who was walking in front, urged.
Welfare protested angrily: "You shouldn't have stopped me, Ai... Miss Shafiq, that yellow-skinned bastard is no match for me at all."
"I don't think so." Ellie said coldly, "Confidence and blindness are two different things, Mr. Foley."