"I'll just have a glass of chilled lemonade." Dumbledore smiled kindly, and a cold drink suddenly appeared in front of him.

Egg squeaked from his cup and looked at Dumbledore from time to time.

Neither of them spoke first, and the room was quiet for a while.

On a shelf not far away, a big red bird squatted on it, Iger knew that it was a phoenix, this thing could indeed be reborn from the fire, why didn't Voldemort learn from the phoenix? A fire burned himself, huh?

Feeling the coolness brought by the ice cubes, the uneasy panic just now slowly dissipated, and Egg leaned comfortably on a chair in the room and sighed leisurely.

"As an eight-year-old, you're much calmer than I thought, and as an ordinary person, even an adult, I don't think you can face the impending death so calmly." Dumbledore looked at Egg approvingly.

Iger smiled a little embarrassedly, in fact, I should be twenty-eight, and I've already died once...

"Professor, what are you going to do with this amount on me... Silently? Iger looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore smiled, "For now, how about staying at Hogwarts for a while?" ”

"I don't really understand what you mean...", Egger was a little puzzled.

"Silence is controllable, I've seen that before." Dumbledore nodded: "The reason why the Silent One appears is mainly because of the long-term suppression of the magic in their bodies, I think, even many Muggle-born wizards are aware that they are different from others, so they will make some simple magic releases, but you may have chosen to deliberately ignore this matter because you were too rational, and even subconsciously suppressed the magic in your body for a long time and did not know how to drive it, so this phenomenon was caused." ”

Dumbledore's gaze looked at Egg, who scratched his head, as if it were true...

"Wizards and wizards did suppress their magic when they were persecuted by Muggles hundreds of years ago, but with the development of the wizarding world, it has been rare to see the silent ones in the past hundred years." Dumbledore shook his head.

"Can you take this thing out of my body?" Egg looked at Dumbledore expectantly.

"The only way is that when you die, it will come out, in a sense, it is a highly concentrated product of the compression and deterioration of your magic power, you can understand it this way." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "But I think he can be controlled, and I think you probably need a lot of willpower to control him." ”

"Has anyone ever controlled it? Professor? Egg looked at Dumbledore with some uncertainty.

Dumbledore looked out the window with a deep gaze, "Yes, there's a..."

Dumbledore then turned his head to look at Egg: "Most of the silent people recorded in history are extremely emotional, and it is rare to see someone as calm as you, so I think you may succeed in learning to control the silent, of course, this will also bring you great benefits." ”

Dumbledore was a little distracted, not knowing what to think.

"Like...?" Egg lifted his eyelids.

"For example, inexhaustible magic, or extremely powerful magic..."Dumbledore nodded, "But I have had a history of neglecting students and causing them to go down the wrong path, so I hope Egger you can not disappoint me, as a request from an old man with half a foot in the ground." ”

Dumbledore spoke very frankly, without the slightest hint of the roundabouts and incomprehension of talking to Harry, and Iger felt that this might be different from person to person, and he was obviously not the kind of person who could instill the will with his mouth, and Dumbledore would not fail to see it.

If there is anyone who is the smartest person in the world, then Iger thinks that in addition to Dumbledore, he may belong to Einstein, who has been dead for a long time...

"I can't promise you that I'm going to be a bad guy...", Iger shook his head, "Actually, even if I promised you, I think you'd find out sooner or later, and I might as well say it happily." ”

Dumbledore nodded slyly, "I think so." ”

"But I can assure you that I'm probably not going to be like that stray student of yours..."Egger thought for a moment, "after all, I don't have much interest in eternal life. ”

"You know more than I thought." Dumbledore burst into laughter, "My gut tells me that not using the Dementor for you was the right choice, but I'm curious, what would you be interested in?" ”

Of course, it's NAI sub...

Amitabha, sins and sins.

Suppressing the most honest thoughts in his heart, Egger laughed, "I prefer immortality to immortality. ”

"What's the difference between the two to you?" Dumbledore heard Egg's answer, thought for a moment, and leaned back in his chair.

"Immortality is immortality, immortality is immortality, one corresponds to reality, and the other corresponds to spirit." Egg smiled: "I don't know the path to immortality, but there should be many paths to immortality, I think immortality should be happier than immortality, and death is just the beginning of another greater adventure, isn't it?" ”

Dumbledore scrutinized Egger's face and smiled reassuringly, "It doesn't look like what I'm worried about is going to happen again. ”

"Older people like to think nonsense?" Iger grinned.

"I'm not going to be happy to say that." Dumbledore took a sip from his glass, "Reason tells me you should go to Ravenclaw, but for my personal appreciation, I really want you to come to Gryffindor, and I don't think you will regret your decision." ”

"Are you enrolling now?" Iger was stunned.

"Of course not, you're only eight years old, not yet old enough to start school." Dumbledore stood up and motioned for Egg to take his arm, "First of all, we have to make sure that you survive to go to school, that's the most important thing right now." ”

Egg nodded knowingly, and stepped forward to place his hand on Dumbledore's arm.

"Fawkes." Dumbledore called softly.

Fawkes's wings flicked into Dumbledore's hands, and the two disappeared again, and the office was quiet again, and the two drinks on the table disappeared into thin air after the two left.

There was a 'pop' sound, and Egger looked around, it was an old house, rows of shelves were neatly arranged, looking at the dust on the shelves, Egger felt that this store was some years old.

With a 'bang', a little white-haired old man slid over the ladder, and seemed surprised to see Egger and the others.

"Ahh Dumbledore..."The old man's voice felt a little distant, and Egg felt as if listening to him was a whisper from another world: "It's been a long time..."

"I'll take Mr. Moritas to pick a wand, Ollivander." Dumbledore nodded, then looked at Egg: "So far, the best way I can think of to control Silent is to release, so you need to learn to cast spells now, and anytime, anywhere, every day, which means you have to learn a lot before you get in, can you?" ”

"I can't ask for it, Professor." Iger smiled.

"I see, I think this is the little gentleman who caused a commotion in London today?" Ollivander looked at Iger and smiled, looked at Iger with some curiosity for a long time, and then nodded slightly: "In that case, then okay..."

As he spoke, Ollivander disappeared into the cupboard, and a few seconds later, Ollivander walked over with a box in his hand, took out a jet-black wand and handed it to Egger.

Dumbledore looked at Egg, who was holding his wand a little dazed, and raised his chin: "Wave it." ”

Egg flicked his wrist, and a flash of light from the tip of his wand hit the cabinet beside him.

Ollivander was frightened and craned his neck to look at Egger: "Unfortunately, although it fits better, it obviously can't withstand your magic. ”

With that, Ollivander retrieved his wand, took out another box and handed it to Egger, "Try this one." ”

Egg shook his hand, and his wand spewed out two sparks with a little wilt.

"There's a bit of a reaction, but it looks like the unicorn's fur is a little too soft for you." Ollivander shook his head: "It looks like you should have something to do with those old families. ”

"Does this still have anything to do with blood?" Iger was confused.

"Of course, though I'm not entirely sure, it's often pure-blood or half-blood children who are more likely to be favored by unicorns than Muggle-born children, and most wands made from unicorn fur are sold to those children." Ollivanders nodded: "There are occasional exceptions, but obviously in large proportions, there are not many exceptions, as far as I know, the Weasleys are almost all unicorn fur, the Longbottom family, even the Malfoys... 's family, most of them are unicorn hair, although I can't say for any reason, but I think there is something to do with it. ”

As he spoke, Ollivander's eyes were a little fiery and he glanced at the bony wand in Dumbledore's hand: "There are some more discerning wands, and there are even fewer people who can control them, I hope you can remember, Mr. Morissus, it is the wand that chooses the wizard." ”

Ollivander looked at Egger's little face, turned around and went in again, and Egger leaned over to Dumbledore and whispered, "How do I feel that he is more chattering than you." ”

Dumbledore raised his eyelids and nodded in agreement: "I agree with your evaluation of me, well, God chatter, in the eyes of others, I am indeed such an image." ”

Egg rolled his eyes, the magician was all insane.

After a while, Ollivander came out with a box in his arms, took out a wand and handed it to Egger: "Try this one, I think, there is no better one for you." ”

Egg took the wand, and as soon as the wand was in his hand, a feeling of blood connection suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and small fireworks began to shoot out between the wands, as if celebrating something.

"Perfect..."Ollivander muttered to himself as he looked at Egger, "poplar wood, thirteen inches long, straight and slender staff, interestingly the core of this wand, which is said to be the beard of Sugo..."

"What do you mean—" The corners of Egg's mouth twitched.

"The legendary Oriental Divine Beast, older than the dragon, haunts the Kunlun Wonderland in China for a generation." Ollivanders' eyes flashed: "The magical creatures of the East are extremely rare in our place, and I only heard many years ago that a Chinese magical creature with a donkey appeared in Paris, traveling thousands of miles a day, but I didn't see it. ”

"Populus euphratica is the strongest tree, it is said that it can live for a thousand years without dying, it will not fall down for a thousand years after death, and it will not rot for a thousand years after falling, I think it should be very worthy of you." Ollivander laughed: "But the meaning of thirteen inches is obviously not very good, you may walk with death in the future, but you can control the core of such an ancient creature, death may not cause you any fright, this wand was made by my grandfather one hundred and fifty years ago, how does it feel?" ”

Iger nodded, not knowing what to say: "It feels great!" ”

Watching Dumbledore pay a bunch of gold gallons to Ollivander, Egg swallowed: "I think, this money shouldn't have to be repaid, right?" ”

Dumbledore looked at Egger, "My student who went astray, and rightfully did. ”

Looking at Egg, who was a little helpless, Dumbledore laughed: "But you're right, Hogwarts will sponsor some young wizards who are about to enroll, and you really don't have to pay back the money." ”

"That's good—" Egger breathed a sigh of relief.

"What else do we need to buy now?" Iger looked at Dumbledore expectantly.

"Actually, I don't need to buy anything just yet, but if you want to, I think you'll look good in your robe." Dumbledore winked at Egger and turned away with Egg.

An hour later, Egger followed Dumbledore in a brand new robe, and the two walked in Diagon Alley, Egger looked curiously, he had been tortured by illness for twenty years in his previous life, and it was obvious that Iger wanted to find a place in this life.

"Where are we now? Hogwarts? I want to see what house-elves look like. Iger said excitedly.

A smile appeared on the corner of Dumbledore's mouth, and his eyes narrowed slightly under the half-moon lenses, only at this moment, Egger really had the appearance of an eight-year-old child in his eyes, as an old man who had lived for more than a hundred years, he undoubtedly preferred such a child.

"Visit an old friend of mine," Dumbledore said.

The people around him greeted Dumbledore from time to time, and then looked curiously at Egg, who was following Dumbledore.

"You're famous, Old Deng!" The uneasiness in Egger's heart dissipated, and he began to become indecent again.

Dumbledore was suddenly taken aback by his old Deng, smiled helplessly, and put his hand on Egg's shoulder: "Ready, let's go." ”

As he spoke, the two of them disappeared into the street with a phantasmal appearance, the feeling of squeezing, spinning, and then unobstructed Iger experienced it again, he felt a lot better, at least this time he felt less disgusting.

"Where is this?" Egger's head bobbed, hoping to synchronize with the vertigo in his brain, but he actually felt even more dizzy.

"Dorset—" Dumbledore raised his legs and walked forward, and in front of them was a secluded garden house.

"Who are we looking for?" Iger asked, chattering.

"Newt Scamander!" Dumbledore knocked lightly on the door.