"Morbius...... What is that?"

Looking at the little silver-haired witch with an expression of "I have seen through the truth" in front of him, Dumbledore, who was about to say something, couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

After carefully observing Dumbledore's expression and making sure that it was not a fake, a smile appeared in Elena's eyes.

Don't understand?

That's of course, if you don't understand!

If Dumbledore had really completed the transition from wizard to math master, then Hogwarts classes would not be what they are now, and a simple chicken-rabbit problem would not have kept so many Ravenclaw young wizards out.

Since she was able to use the Lie group E8 proposed more than a hundred years ago to resist Dumbledore's receptivity, it was naturally more convenient to use the Ring of Morbius, which also came from more than a hundred years ago, to divert the old man's attention.

You must know that as one of the important basic theories of geometric topology formed in the nineteenth century, the "Ring of Mobius", which is known as the magical phenomenon of the real world, is much more bluffing in expression than the obscure Li Qun E8.

As Socrates once said, mathematics leads the soul to truth.

All Elena needed to do now was to direct Dumbledore's attention away from the trivial matter of student brawls to the inexhaustible allure of the world's truths.

"Maybe you're a little unfamiliar with the name, but after listening to my explanation, you'll find out...... Uh-huh-hmm......"

Elena cleared her throat, smiled sweetly, and said with a relaxed expression, her delicate face exuding an aura of pity.

Before she could finish speaking, the wand in Dumbledore's hand suddenly lit up.

[Shut up and don't say anything!(Oscausi)!]

An indescribable mosaic of magic instantly sealed Elena's lips like duct tape, blocking the rest of her words, leaving only a whimper of unknown meaning.

"Oh, dear Miss Kaslana. We can talk about this issue next time. ”

In Dumbledore's long life, there were definitely no more than five people who could match Elena in terms of sophistic eloquence and demagogic ability. If you count the blessing of the girl's Meiwa bloodline, Elena, who is only ten years old, may already be able to rank in the top three.

According to the experience of the elderly, when encountering such a situation, the wisest thing to do is to try not to give the other party a chance to speak, otherwise the topic will easily unconsciously bias to strange places.

"Mmmmmm

Elena's eyes widened for a moment, and she glared at the old wizard in front of her in disbelief.

This doesn't seem to be quite the same script she expected, so why not give her a chance to show off Muggle math and disk logic first?

It's like playing Werewolf Kill, and before he has time to say it, the werewolf directly blew himself up and entered the night. Obviously, this kind of fooling method has been successful once last time, besides, in her eyes, Dumbledore's previous expression was clearly interested, but this time the situation suddenly changed?

As if hearing Elena's heart, Dumbledore winked playfully, playfully mimicking the tone of a white-haired ball a few minutes earlier, "Why? ”

"Mmmm

Looking at the nasty face in front of her, the banned Elena let out a series of angry whines, and sat down on the small sofa in Dumbledore's office in a puff.

She can't run away, she can't fight, no reinforcements will come to save her, and the only possibility of escaping and turning the tables is sealed...

The most important thing is that this nasty spicy old radish is actually mocking!

As a respected headmaster, Dumbledore actually took the initiative to taunt!

If it weren't for the fact that considering the huge difference in strength between the two sides, all of her physical attacks might have attracted some strange spell counters, and Elena would have even planned to break the jar and jump directly into it.

"So, what Ms. Gray heard is indeed true, and did you really instigate Marcus Flint and Cedric Diggory to privately agree to a group brawl between the two colleges?"

Dumbledore glanced at the little Lori, who suddenly wilted and nodded silently, and the last luck in his heart finally disappeared - he still had a hint of hope that Miss Gray might have only heard part of the content and was misunderstood. 、

Lady Gray's Ravenclaw's Resident Ghost, the former Lady Helena Ravenclaw?

Elena, who was still sullenly guessing who was telling Dumbledore, had a flash in her eyes, it seemed that the conversation in front of the Great Hall foyer that morning was overheard by Helena, who happened to be passing by, and she really didn't expect that the ghost would also have the habit of making small reports.

Maybe she'll need to run to the door of the Ravenclaw common room with her math textbook and help the Bronze Eagle Ring update the problem bank a little, such as the cow grazing, pumping and releasing water, and the owl flying around the two fire workshops......

After all, if you are always monotonous chickens and rabbits in the same cage, you will look down on the smart and curious Ravenclaws.

While Elena was thinking, Dumbledore, who was standing in the center of the office, took a deep breath and looked at the little girl who was curled up in the sofa with a headache, as if she was in a daze for being caught and violated discipline (Dumbledore's perspective).

"Alas, mortgaging schools, threatening sorting hats, physical training, ransacking kitchens, catching blackfish, college group beatings......"

The old man sighed heavily, counting them one by one on his fingers, and there was a strong sense of exhaustion in his voice.

Ever since the mysterious disappearance of the school's first owl to send a letter of entry this year, Dumbledore felt like the world he knew was gone. Dumbledore had found that he had sighed and anxietized more times over the months than he had in the decades combined.

Dumbledore looked at the culprit who caused all this and fell silent for a while, just when Elena sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and thought that the old man was about to be on fire, she subconsciously tensed her muscles and was ready to run away at any time.

I saw Dumbledore wave his hand weakly, lifted the silence spell cast on Elena, walked to the sofa and slowly squatted down, sighed again, and reached out to touch the girl's head.

"I'm sorry, Elena, I need to give you an explanation," said Dumbledore, "to explain the mistake made by an old man. I think about it now, and all my worries, and the idea that I've been trying to make you like any other child, are showing signs of aging. ”

"People are always scared of an uncontrollable future. But if as an educator, you can feel resistance and panic because your child is showing a talent that surpasses you, then it is a great sin...... And I seem to have been deliberately avoiding this question lately......"

The newborn sun was rising, and the light shone through the window on Dumbledore, on his silver eyebrows and beard, and on the deep wrinkles of his face.

"I have decided that I will personally teach you all that I know about magic and about this world. ”

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Sorry, there is only one chapter today.

Determined to sort out the plot, you can't keep procrastinating, and write a little thing for a long time~

Good night ~I'm sorry~