The two black-bellied dialogues are really tired......

Opal is fine, but Dumbledore's old fox, it's so difficult to write well without hacking him OTZ (am I really a villain?!). ）

Having said that, I suddenly found out that Vivian's setting was "Sue...... Looking at the sky

Forget it, Sue is Su, who let that guy be the hidden plot in this story, and then Sue has to write, I hope that when I really start writing her story, I won't let readers throw bricks.

Having said that, I actually think Opal's complaints about Vivian are very sharp

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Gold Coin King (Orthopedic): A wise man.

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Headmaster's Office at Hogwarts

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The principal's room was a large, beautiful square room, and although there was no one in it, it still made some interesting little noises from time to time.

Some fine silverware with a special purpose sat on a table with spindle-shaped feet, swirling and emitting wisps of light smoke—Opal immediately judged that it was the soothing scent of mint root.

There are portraits of many people on the walls, and Opal, who has made up a lot of knowledge about modern wizarding street characters with books in his hands, can easily recognize them as the many predecessors who served as the headmaster of Hogwarts.

[I didn't expect to see His Highness again.] ]

An organ-like melodious sound rang out in Opal's head.

Turning around quickly, Opal discovered that the source of the sound was on the birdshelf behind the oak gate.

On the trellis made of the branches of the sycamore tree, there was an old bird that seemed to be very old, although it had lost nearly a quarter of its feathers, but the fiery red feathers that remained on its body made Opal blurt out as if he understood: [Phoenix?!] ]

Dumbledore actually raised a phoenix?!

[This is probably our first official meeting.] ]

The phoenix looked at Opal with a very kind gaze, and there was a slight nostalgia in his expression, [I haven't been in contact with the messenger of nature for a long time since I entered the aging period, in order to recuperate my body and prepare for the next round of nirvana. Are all those friends in the Forbidden Forest alright? ]

[Well, everybody's fine.] ]

After a slight pause, Opal stared at the phoenix's tentative opening, [My name is Opal. Opal Unico Snape, what about you...... Ah, I don't need to tell me my real name, I just want to know what to call you. ]

[You may call me 'Fawkes', dear princess.] ]

The phoenix's gaze brought a faint smile, [Don't feel so nervous, your identity is very noble.] But all living beings in the natural world will be subordinate to you according to the will of 'the One' Lord. ]

[But that's not what I wanted.] ]

I always felt that this old phoenix's words meant something, but maybe it was because of the relationship that belonged to the fantasy creatures, so Opal still had a very cordial feeling for this phoenix, so he frowned lightly and said his thoughts, [Even if you say subordination, but I still think maybe it's more appropriate to use 'friend', right?] ]

[Have you never paid attention to your title?] ]

[Alas?] ]

[You may use honorific titles for the sake of courtesy, but you have never used the word 'humility.'] It's a brand of honor that comes from the depths of your soul, and it's what we believe in. ]

[But......]

Blinking in confusion, Opal felt a little understood.

[Forces are attracted to each other.] ]

Fawkes' gaze swept over Opal's right arm, [especially under the doomed 'cause and effect'...... Didn't Lord Vivien mention anything to you? ]

[Do you know Miss Vivien, too?] ]

For a moment, Opal really wanted to hold his forehead.

Senior Sister Qianwei, how come you can jump out and participate in one foot no matter where you are? Obviously, when you got along in the school club before, you didn't seem interested in anything at all except teasing your opponents and spoiling your younger brother, why did you seem so ...... here? Active?!

Although the kind of laziness + bad personality that speaks half of the speech and leaves half of the words, but only half a sentence, there are so many voiceovers that it makes people maddening, it hasn't changed much.

[There are some things that you will understand when you should know.] ]

As if thinking of something, Fawkes's voice brought a faint smile, [This is the so-called 'cause and effect' and 'fate'.] Only the person concerned will know what it tastes like. ]

[……]

Can she say that she really wants to give a meal to this group of seniors who always like to pretend to be mysterious?

Out of a well-upbrought relationship, Opal could only grind his teeth in his heart with hatred at the moment.

- They're for your good......

But don't you think it's hard to feel like you're being kept in the dark no matter what?!

- Power represents conditioning, and the relationship between "cause" and "effect" is not as simple as you think. Disrupting cause and effect means a change of fate, and the price cannot be paid with strength and life alone.

Tut!

Knowing that the voice in his heart would not be untargeted, although the words were ugly, he never had any malice towards her, so although Opal was a little dissatisfied, he didn't ask any more questions, but moved his eyes to other places and continued to look at the entire principal's office.

Finally Opal's gaze settled on a shelf on a large table with octaclaw-shaped legs—a somewhat worn black hat that didn't fit in with the whole room.

Although he originally wanted to go over and pick it up, after glancing at the portraits hanging on the wall, Opal sighed in his heart and bowed politely: [Honorable senior, may I take a look at the hat?] ]

"Haha......"

Almost immediately, a hearty laugh came from a picture frame above the wall, "I said this little doll must be able to spot us, right?" ”

"Don't be complacent, Phoenix, if it weren't for the noise you made when she came in, she would never have found out."

In another frame, a fat, shrewd-eyed witch scoffed.

"But now she's spotting us, isn't she?"

The old man who was named in another frame touched the goatee at the corner of his mouth and said, "Speaking of which, how did you find out about the little doll?" ”

[Just feeling that the mana fluctuations in this room aren't normal.] ]

Blinking, Opal, with a simple expression on his face, tilted his head and showed his usual pure smile, [Good afternoon, I hope it didn't disturb your rest. ]

"Because of the different ways in which the magic is supplied, the portrait characters have a lot more energy than ordinary wizards, and besides, it's not their time to rest, so don't feel too sorry."

With a simple explanation, the fireplace that had been burning quietly in the headmaster's room flickered, and Dumbledore showed his figure, "I didn't expect that the Qi clan, who have always lived in isolation, are very good at education. Originally, I was worried that Your Royal Highness the princess would not be comfortable with others, but it seems that I was too worried. ”

Unconsciously, Opal frowned inwardly - perhaps because she was a user of telekinesis, her instincts had always been sharp, and Riddle once laughed that it was the intuition of the "beast".

It may not sound good, but this intuition always allows Opal to grasp the emotions of the people around him more keenly and adjust to himself.

It can be said that this intuition contributed to the fact that he could get along so well with Riddle and everyone else - after all, at the beginning, although Riddle thought he had no memory, Opal knew very well that before she was 4 years old, Riddle was not a thing to kill herself once or twice.

And now, Opal just intuitively felt that Dumbledore seemed to have some deep considerations, although it was not harmful to her, but the vague feeling of being calculated still made Opal feel unpleasant.

[Please don't call me that until you officially inherit that title.] ]

After curtsifiing the most basic courtesy, Opal raised his head and looked at Dumbledore in front of him without humility or arrogance, [I wonder what happened when Headmaster Dumbledore called Opal here?] ]

"Don't be so nervous."

Dumbledore chuckled, "You may not remember it, but I did see you as a child. I didn't expect you to reach school age so soon. ”

I saw ...... when I was a kid Ah, I guess it was at that time!

Opal was slightly stunned for a moment before turning over the old story from years ago from his memory—it was at that time that he knew that Riddle was a "crawler".

However, Opal, who did not want to reveal his memory of this, just pursed his lips and did not speak.

"I've heard Charon mention Miss Opal, and you're very fond of reading."

Seeing that Opal didn't seem to have any impression, Dumbledore didn't continue to dwell on this topic, but took off the cloak on his body and hung it on the hanger next to him, "So, I don't know if Miss Opal is aware of the big event that happened in the wizarding world ten years ago?" ”

[10 years ago......]

Tilting his head to reveal a thoughtful look, Opal suddenly realized, [Referring to the incident where Voldemort was defeated by the "Savior", right?] ]

Dumbledore laughed at Opal's words, and even the people in the portraits on the walls smiled: "He is the darling of nature, and he dares to call that man by his name." ”

[Isn't the name just for calling?] What's wrong with that? ]

Opal clearly didn't understand their smiles.

"Nothing, you don't have to worry too much."

After taking off his cloak, Dumbledore sat down on the large sofa in the room, and with a wave of his hand, a few plates of delicate snacks and hot tea appeared on the table, "Sit down and talk while eating, the right amount of sweetness will make you feel better, won't it?" ”

[Thank you very much.] ]

Opal, who hadn't eaten lunch because he was in a hurry, did feel a little hungry at the moment, so he nodded and sat down on the sofa opposite Dumbledore, twisted a piece of pastry in the direction of his finger and tasted it. ]

"I'm guessing you're almost hungry too. After all, it's still a bit of a distance from the centaur station. ”

Smiling at the cute Opal, Dumbledore admired her unpretentiousness, but also admired the elegance of her demeanor - worthy of the guidance of the elves, this action is not inferior even if it is placed on the noble table, "Eat slowly, the dessert here is enough." That's my privilege as a principal. ”

After saying that, Dumbledore winked at Opal kindly.

[These dim sum have never been seen in the Qi people......]

Because it was indeed a matter of being hungry, Opal quickly settled a small plate of delicate refreshments, but then she restrained her urge to order another plate of refreshments with supreme willpower, and after politely thanking the house-elf who was asking her, she sat up straight, and then showed a slightly shy smile to Dumbledore, who was looking at her with a smile, [I'm sorry, I ...... it all at once because it was so delicious]

"No need to apologize for this kind of thing. After all, it's in the nature of children to have a sweet tooth. ”

Dumbledore, who lamented in his heart that Opal was still just a child, touched his beard with a smile, "If you like these snacks, I'm sure the house-elves in the castle will be happy too." ”

The snacks on the plate in front of Opal were obviously much more delicate than his own, should he be said to be the "Son of Gaia" who was born with the physique of a magical creature with affinity?

[So, what is the reason why Headmaster Dumbledore came to me?] ]

Wiping the food scraps from his mouth with a napkin, Opal straightened his posture and looked at Dumbledore, his expression calm and not humble or arrogant.

"Speaking of which, does Opal know anything about that man?"

[That person?] Voldemort? ]

Blinking, Opal's face was now clearly puzzled, [Although I have read the relevant information, but those are just things in the past, aren't they?] Could it be that something has to do with Voldemort recently happening? ]

“……”

Dumbledore's gaze flickered behind the lenses, "Does Opal remember what happened to the centaurs some time ago?" ”

[Well, that's what I wanted to ask because I knew it.] During that time, it was not only that Charon was too busy to see anyone, but even Fei Lengcui and Ronan had less time to spend with me. ]

Not understanding what Dumbledore was trying to say, Opal just puffed out his mouth, and a childish expression on his face that was very appropriate for her age.

Should this be considered talent or what? He just asked a leading question, and she was able to keenly grasp the key points of the words and make guesses......

But judging from the last sentence, after all, he is just a child.

"Charon once told me that your mind is far more mature than your peers, so I am not prepared to hide it from you in this matter."

However, to Opal's surprise, Dumbledore chose to get straight to the point and start the conversation, "Actually, thanks to the busyness of some time ago, we finally managed to grasp the man's dynamics - yes, yes, as you think, that man didn't leave as the Ministry of Magic claimed to be, but was just accumulating strength and preparing to fight back." ”

[…… Why are you talking to me about this......]

Pursing his lips, Opal continued with some frustration on the topic given by Dumbledore, [Is it related to Voldemort's purpose?] ]

Tsk, she still underestimated the person in front of her.

would choose to use this unusually direct way to regain control of the topic, completely eliminating the negotiation style that she had deliberately shown before, which belonged to aristocratic negotiations.

"That's right, it's about that kid."

Dumbledore nodded, not as if he didn't care about Opal's raised eyebrows at the moment, and said, "That boy is our hope, the only hope to defeat that man." ”

[The so-called "savior"?] ]

Opal looked disapproving, [Headmaster Dumbledore, don't you think it's strange to talk to me about such a thing? ]

Pin all your hopes on a particular person to either make a hero or a madman.

Just like her current identity as the so-called "Son of Gaia".

"That boy is still just a child, I just hope that you can help him in due time as a classmate."

Dumbledore smiled, "As a princess favored by nature, I'm sure you won't let him go down a fork in the road—after all, it's a good thing for you." ”

[Human beings are also only a part of nature.] In terms of identity, I shouldn't interfere too much. ]

Opal lowered his eyes.

She hated trouble, especially being caught up in what was clearly a big one.

"Miss Opal, this is a historical necessity."

Dumbledore smiled mildly and kindly, seemingly unaware of the subtext of "rejection" contained in Opal.

[I didn't expect Headmaster Dumbledore to be proficient in divination.] ]

Raising his head again, Opal deliberately let the disgust in the pigeon's blood-red eyes flash.

"Aren't you curious about your origins?"

[Is this a deal?] ]

Although for Opal, the only person she cares about is Riddle, and what she identifies with is the centaur clan and other natural magical creatures.

As for who the biological parents were, it never mattered to Opal.

Still, Opal had to admit that her curiosity had been piqued - perhaps it was also due to the nature of her blood.

"It would be nice if Miss Opal understood this as an 'equivalent exchange.'"

Dumbledore's expression remained the same, and he had a feeling of "hello, hello, hello, everyone".

Closing his eyes, Opal thought for a moment before exhaling: [I want to hear it.] ]

Although he is not enough to deal with this guy in front of him at the moment.

But later...... Hum!