Chapter 123 Curse

Chapter 123 Curse

Exam week is finally over.

That night.

Principal's office.

Principal Dumbledore sat behind the desk. He looked quietly at the moonlight outside the window, as if he was thinking or waiting for someone.

After a while, the office door opened and Professor Meadows walked in.

She held two rolls of parchment in her hands and placed one of them deliberately on top.

"Principal, I think you should take a look at this."

She pointed to the parchment and said with a serious expression.

Dumbledore looked down and said in surprise: "I thought you had something important to tell me, but in the end, you just wanted to show me a transcript."

Meadows was silent and said nothing.

Dumbledore looked at the name on the parchment it belonged to: Callan Sangster.

"Even the grades for History of Magic are there." Dumbledore looked up at Meadows again: "If I remember correctly, History of Magic should be the last exam for first-year students, right? You actually convinced Professor Binns to help you in advance. The results have been approved”

"No." At this point, Meadows also seemed a little helpless: "I volunteered to help Professor Binns correct these papers."

"But it doesn't matter."

Meadows pointed at Callan's name deliberately and said emphatically: "Look at his results."

But Dumbledore did not look down at the parchment again.

"Six good and one excellent."

He looked directly into Meadows's eyes, his eyes looking a little harsh: "I don't see anything wrong with this. In fact, I think this result is pretty good. At least Mr. Sangster got an excellent one."

"That's because I changed my Defense Against the Dark Arts exams into practical exercises."

Meadows did not flinch, causing Phineas, who was pretending to sleep, to snort. He had always disliked this overly self-aware student.

At least he thought so.

Meadows ignored him and continued: "Sangster knows that I know his talent for magic, and there is no way he can cheat in front of me."

"You know what I mean. In other courses, his grades are far more than just good. He should be excellent, at least in the Charms class, and maybe Transfiguration as well."

Meadows ignored Dumbledore's increasingly penetrating gaze and said forcefully.

"Sangster had something to hide, it was obvious"

There was a brief silence.

"I thought you two had reconciled." Dumbledore suddenly said, "After all, I heard that you bought three snack packages specifically for him, and they were all bought from Honeydukes."

"I don't think even he would believe this kind of thing." Meadows curled her lips, and she mumbled dissatisfiedly: "Look at his obedient look later, you will know that he didn't believe me from the beginning If you really apologize, then you will just act with me."

"Perhaps we should all be more tolerant, so that many problems can be solved more easily." After saying this, Dumbledore was obviously unwilling to continue talking about this topic. He lowered his head again and asked Callan He moved away from the report card and focused on the next piece of parchment.

This is also a report card, but it is signed by Remus Lupin, and his results are much better than Callan's.

"Six excellent and one good."

Dumbledore pointed out keenly: "And this good thing is still in your course."

Meadows became a little hesitant, and finally she had no choice but to say: "Okay, I admit that I made a mistake and was a little harsh on him at the beginning. I didn't expect that he would be absent from class." , this wolf..."

Dumbledore's eyes suddenly became stern, and Meadows had to change his words: "This student can still be so outstanding, and he didn't cause any trouble in Hogwarts."

"Talk about trouble," Professor Dumbledore looked at Meadows carefully, the tips of his ten slender fingers touching together.

"I heard Ms. Skeeter still lives in Hogsmeade."

Meadows nodded indifferently: "Maybe it's just because she has nowhere to go. I've never heard of any signs of her returning to her original position."

"What about Andromeda and Larry?"

"It's still in a coma, but Larry's signs are better and he has improved a bit." Meadows said: "Maybe because it is a unicorn, its vitality is stronger than that of the wizard."

As he said this, Meadows gradually lowered his head.

"Actually, the reason why I came to you today is because of another matter."

Dumbledore said nothing, just listened silently.

"I'm here to resign before the end of this semester."

"After all, when I accepted this position, I had the purpose of testing the so-called curse. Maybe if I resigned early, I would not encounter this curse."

She still lowered her head and whispered: "I know that you and Professor McGonagall are worried that because of this incident, I will become too addicted to black magic and become more... dangerous. But Until now, I still don’t have the slightest clue of a solution.”

"The mysterious man is more powerful than I thought."

"Maybe only in this way can I know how far this curse will work."

Her tone was rather frustrated.

There was another short silence.

"I thought you were going to say something else."

Dumbledore finally spoke: "It's like the Chamber of Secrets you've been looking for, and the students who were not released from solitary confinement until exam week."

"And, you decided to hide the reason why Andromeda was attacked."

Meadows shook his head from side to side, seemingly shaking his head.

"None of these matters anymore."

She whispered: "If Remus Lupin is okay, then maybe Callan Sangster is okay too, and the same goes for everything else."

"No matter what, I can only stay in this position for one year."

"Now, the time has come, and it's time for me to leave, while I'm still safe and sound."

"I'm glad you think so, Dorcas." Dumbledore said calmly: "So, what about the year-end banquet?"

Meadows shook her head, and after a simple goodbye, she left directly.

"She seems very disappointed in you, Dumbledore." Phineas on the wall said with a hint of sarcasm: "You have rejected her proposals over and over again, which has made her completely discouraged."

"I thought you hated her." Dumbledore replied calmly.

"Yes, I don't like students like this."

Phineas's tone gradually became excited: "But I hate that Sangster wants me to say that there is definitely something wrong with him. He actually dares to insult our noble..."

Before he could finish speaking, the other principals rushed into his photo frame and expertly covered his mouth.

Apparently, this has happened many times.And Phineas still hasn't forgotten what Callan said during the sorting.

Purebloods make me sick.

Delis Derwent directed the other principals to gag Phineas' mouth with a towel. Then she glanced at the door of the office and asked with some worry: "Dorcas, has she really given up?" "

Dumbledore gently comforted Fawkes, who had just been awakened, and said softly: "The key is not Dorcas."

"But a curse."

"It's always been like this."