"call-"

While taking a deep breath, Link stared at Phoenix Fox who was sorting out his feathers in front of him.

"I really envy you, Professor Dumbledore, for having a magical creature like Phoenix Fox." Link smiled, "I sigh every time I get teleported by Fox, this is definitely the smoothest teleportation I've ever received. ."

Phoenix Fox seemed to understand Link's compliment and spread his wings happily.

And Dumbledore spread his hands and said:

"I remember that you seem to have learned the apparition spell, and the level is not low."

"Yes, I did learn it." Link spread his hands and said, "But learning the Apparition Spell doesn't mean it can alleviate the pain on its way. In fact, I'm just used to it."

Dumbledore nodded in agreement, and then quickly put away Phoenix Fox.

This move made Link speechless.

He didn't expect Dumbledore to be so stingy.

As soon as he heard that he was interested in Phoenix Fox, he immediately put the Phoenix away, not even allowed to watch more.

Shaking his head helplessly, Link looked at his surroundings.

The place where he and Dumbledore stood now looked like the courtyard of some abandoned village, with an old war memorial in the middle and a few benches.

In the distance, there is an empty tavern and a few houses.

It was completely dark now because of the time wasted at Hogwarts waiting for Dumbledore to work.

Judging by the clock of a nearby church, it was almost twenty-two o'clock.

As Link and Dumbledore walked out, they asked:

"where is this place?"

"The charming village of Badley Barberton, Link, is also home to Professor Slughorn."

Dumbledore said lightly, taking advantage of the situation and taking Link around a corner.

Link looked at the dark village in front of him and sighed:

"He really knows where to go."

He had already scanned this place with his mental power.

The result is that the entire town has a population of less than 300 combined.

Not only that, there are more than half of the elderly in the population of less than 300.

This kind of town with such a serious population outflow may be easy to find in later generations, but it is really rare in this day and age.

"But I still have a question," Link added, "since you already know the exact location of his house. Then why don't you let Phoenix Fox send us directly into his house?"

"Because that would be as rude as kicking the door of someone else's house," Dumbledore said lightly, "and his mansion had an anti-apparition spell attached."

"Don't talk nonsense. I don't think ordinary anti-apparition spells will work on phoenixes, and no one will set up an anti-apparition spell to defend against phoenixes. As for your rudeness, I think With our..."

Link stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech.

In fact, his memories of his previous life about Professor Slughorn's content were somewhat hazy.

This allowed him to only know the general information of Professor Slughorn, as for things such as residence and attitude, it was basically vague.

And after Dumbledore's obviously wrong answer, he also realized a possibility.

"You mean, this Horace Slughorn, he doesn't welcome us?"

Link said expressionlessly.

"Actually, I'm not welcome." Dumbledore smiled bitterly. "He doesn't think it's good for me to appear in front of him."

Link didn't speak, only a flash of approval flashed in his eyes.

Dumbledore was indeed very ruthless.

The most important thing is that he has the ability to make you speechless when you are cheated.

Because he is often not for his own interests, but for the magical world.

To realize this is enough to show that Horace Slughorn is quite intelligent.

If Dumbledore noticed the change in Link's emotions, he would probably faint.

But at this moment, all his attention was focused on a lonely little villa not far away.

He continued to walk forward with Link for a while, and then he stood still in front of the small villa and said:

"Okay, here we are."

"Fluorescent flashes."

Link lit his wand.

Under the influence of the milky white halo, the entire small villa is very clear.

This is a neat little stone house set in a garden.

The overall feeling is warmth and tranquility, and the other is, ordinary.

Ordinary to almost indistinguishable from the average Muggle family's house.

This kind of ordinary is the biggest special in the wizarding society.

Because most wizards always like to make something special to show their wizard identity when they build their dwellings.

It's kind of like a code word, a code word that only wizards can recognize.

But there was nothing special about the villa in front of him.

If there was anything strange, it was that night, when the hinges of the front door of the villa opened, and the door hung crookedly.

Dumbledore looked around at the deserted streets, pulled out his wand, pushed open the front door, walked quietly and quickly down the garden path, and then entered the villa.

A narrow porch was reflected in the glow of fluorescent light.

There is also an open door on the left.

Link held his wand expressionlessly and walked in first.

Then saw a mess.

In this huge living room, a grandfather clock was smashed at their feet, the face of the clock was cracked, and the pendulum lay a little further away, like an abandoned sword.

On the other side, a piano fell to the ground, its keys scattered. Nearby, fragments of a shattered chandelier gleamed. The cushions were thrown all over the place, shriveled, and feathers came out of the cracks. Broken glass and shards of china were scattered like powder. Dumbledore raised his wand higher, illuminating the wall, which was splattered with dark red goo.

Link stepped on various debris on the ground and crunched to the center of the living room.

The entire living room is now badly damaged, as if it had just suffered a fierce wizard battle, and then someone had taken Horace Slughorn abducted.

But the problem is, it's a little too outrageous!

"Professor Dumbledore, it seems that what you said earlier was a little light." Link said cheerfully, "This Professor Slughorn is not just unwelcoming you. He is avoiding you like a snake."

Faced with Link's teasing, Dumbledore pursed his lips and didn't say much, but suddenly plunged the tip of his wand into the cushion of the bulging armchair.

"what-"

There was a sudden scream from the chair.

And Dumbledore stood up straight again and said:

"Good evening, Horace."

When Dumbledore spoke, the previous chair was rapidly deforming, turning into a bald fat old man in the blink of an eye.

He crouched there, rubbing his belly, narrowing a painful, tearful eye at Dumbledore.

"You don't need to be so ruthless," he said angrily, struggling to get up, "It hurts to death!"

The image of the old man is not very good.

The light of the Fluorescent Flickering Charm shone on him, making his bald head dazzling.

The poor light and shadow effect made heavy bags appear under his bulging eyes, and also made his silver-white beard look sloppy.

The only thing to be admired about him was the maroon velvet nightgown.

The horn buttons on the thing were shining like jewels.

"How did I reveal my secrets?"

he asked gruffly, not at all embarrassed by his previous behavior.

"My dear Horace," said Dumbledore, seeming to be amused, "I would like to say that I saw through all this with great mental and magical powers, but in fact..."

Link naturally took over the conversation and continued:

"But in fact, that's not the case. We actually knew at the first sight that the scenes here were faked."

Slughorn furrowed his brows together, clearly in disbelief.

Upon seeing this, Link chuckled and pointed to the sticky dark red 'blood' on the wall and said:

"Let's take this as an example. To be honest, unless a person is injured by an instant decapitation, or he can't spray blood so high. Plus the furniture here can basically be broken. Broken, as you can imagine, a **** and arduous battle must have taken place here!

But the problem is, Professor Slughorn, you're unlikely to be that strong.

If someone does break in, the biggest possibility is that you are taken away by them effortlessly.

Instead of having a bloodbath in this house, you even decapitated one of them in the middle. hehe-"

Link couldn't help laughing out loud, "Professor Slughorn, I can understand the idea of ​​you wanting to show that you are strong and being kidnapped after some resistance. But you... it's too outrageous. Bar?"

Along with Link's remarks, Slughorn's complexion kept changing, and finally it turned completely dark.

He glared at Link and growled:

"Shut up! You rude fellow! You should still be a student at Hogwarts, right? It's unimaginable that now the level of teaching at Hogwarts has dropped to such a level that it even makes you impolite? Dumbledore, you should really think about it!"

As soon as these words came out, Link smiled even more happily.

He thought Slughorn was so **** off that it was funny how he was dancing.

On the other side, Dumbledore was waving his wand, restoring the living room disguised as ruins by Slughorn.

He straightened the piano, set up the clock, and only turned on the lights when everything was rearranged, and said to the puffed up Slughorn:

"Yeah, in fact, I've been reflecting, and you are the result of my reflection. Horace, go back to Hogwarts and continue to be a potions professor, we need you now."

Hearing this, Slughorn changed his face abruptly like a burning candle that was suddenly extinguished by someone.

He stared at Dumbledore intently, and after a while he smiled awkwardly:

"Ha! Dumbledore, you must be joking, right? How can I still go to teach at Hogwarts with such an old bone? I..."

"No, I'm not joking," Dumbledore interrupted solemnly, "I'm inviting you seriously."

This brought the awkward smile on Slughorn's face to an abrupt end.

With a gloomy expression, he sat back on the sofa restored by Dumbledore and said:

"It's impossible, now the Death Eaters are making a lot of noise, and the entire Ministry of Magic is in a state of war. No, it's not just the magic world of the country, but other places are not peaceful. You didn't see Booth on the news. Barton was attacked, and the damage was heavy? At this juncture, I don't want to get involved. I'm just an old retired guy, please let me spend my old age in peace. Besides, I've been entangled in a lot annoyed!"

"Entanglement? Who is pestering you?" Link narrowed his eyes and said, "Death Eaters? Those guys should welcome you, right? After all, your knowledge of potions can help them a lot in their careers. For example, Configure some poisons that can kill countless people."

Slughorn glared at Link fiercely for a moment, then whispered:

"I didn't give them a chance. I've been on the move for the past two years. Never been in one place for more than a week, moving from one Muggle house to another. Luckily for you, too, the Ministry of Magic recently Bian Rarely gave a wave of strength, and directly beat the mysterious man to the crap, and also drowned out most of the Death Eater forces. I was a little more peaceful, and I stayed here a little longer. Otherwise, you guys Absolutely can't find me!"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Dumbledore's face and said:

"What a neat trick, but isn't this cang life too tiring for a useless old guy who wants to live a quiet life? Think about it, if you go back to Huo Gwarts..."

"If you're going to tell me I'll be more peaceful in that nasty school, Dumbledore, I urge you to save your energy and stop talking," Slughorn said firmly, "I have I have a hunch that the world will undergo great changes next! And this great change will probably be even more terrifying than when Grindelwald was there before! Rather than being involved in this great change, I would rather suffer a little!

in addition…"

Slughorn pointed his finger at Link next to him again, "Who is this guy? If he's a Hogwarts student, I suggest you go back and deduct his credits. I used to be Hogwarts anyway. Ts's professor, plus the dean of Slytherin House. He's so disrespectful to me!"

Dumbledore and Link looked at each other, and the smiles on their faces were a little weird.

"Cough-cough-"

Dumbledore cleared his throat and said, "Then let me introduce you. This is our manager at Hogwarts, Link..."

"Link? Or the school director? Why does this name sound familiar?"

Slughorn murmured, his pupils suddenly dilated by a large circle, "Merlin's beard, aren't you Link Foley?"

Link didn't speak, just stood there quietly.

When Slughorn saw this, he jumped up from the sofa, grabbed Link's arm and asked:

"Are you really the one who remade Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic in a row, and brought the Auror troops to defeat the Mysterious Man Link Foley?"

Link raised his brows and said with a smile:

"I didn't expect you, Professor Slughorn, to be so well informed. These things are not known to ordinary people."

"Of course! I've been the vice president of the Potions Association and Hogwarts professor for so many years, and I still have some connections! No, don't talk about this!" Substitute, "If you say that, it is also an admission! Merlin is on top, it is my honor to be able to see you here!"

"Uh, I think you've gone too far, Horace..."

"No no no! Not at all!" Slughorn retorted, waving his hands to Dumbledore, "You have no idea how amazing Mr. Link Foley has achieved! That Umbridge recaptured Hogwarts, let's say he restructured the Ministry of Magic and broke up the Wizengamore Council of the country. This kind of achievement has been accomplished by a few people for thousands of years. Maybe that's what it looks like to you, but don't forget his age. Mr. Link Foley isn't even twenty years old this year, and I bet you wouldn't even be his age. Don't have that kind of power and talent?"

Dumbledore was speechless, but the smile in his eyes became more and more intense.

Also smiling is Link on the side.

Slughorn's condescending gesture is really funny.

After finally waiting for Slughorn to finish speaking, Dumbledore smiled and continued:

"Then according to what I said, you should go back to Hogwarts. After all, Link has not graduated this year. If you go back to Hogwarts, you can be his professor."

As he spoke, Dumbledore gave Link a wink.

Slughorn's eyes lit up instantly as soon as he said this.

He pointed to Link for a while, and then to himself, and stammered:

"Really...really? If I go back to Hogwarts, are you really willing...willing to admit that I am your professor?"

Link rolled his eyes at Dumbledore.

Now that things have developed, he naturally understands Dumbledore's thoughts.

Dumbledore just wanted to rely on such a famous student as him to lure Slughorn back to Hogwarts.

This kind of behavior is actually not uncommon in the education world.

When a person is outstanding to a certain extent, it is not the teacher who chooses him, but he chooses the teacher.

Obviously Link was such an excellent student.

To be his professor, and to be admitted by him, is really a very attractive thing for a professor like Slughorn.

Facing Slughorn's expectant gaze, Link finally nodded and said:

"It's natural, Professor Slughorn, I respect every professor at Hogwarts. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Well, you convinced me!"

Slughorn suddenly became serious, "I promise you, get involved in this big trouble! Go back to Hogwarts and continue to shine at your post!"

"That's great," Dumbledore was instantly delighted. "Then, Horace, we'll see you on September 1st."

Slughorn rubbed his hands together in agreement, and it was obvious that he was still excited.

This excitement is expected to continue for a long time.

Because until Link and Dumbledore left the villa, Slughorn could be heard shouting behind him as they walked out along the garden path:

"I'll ask for a raise, Dumbledore!"

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