"Trust me - that magic isn't fun." Dumbledore said and slowly squatted down his high body, then sat on his knees on the ground, looked at Ning An and said:

"I guess we have to talk, why don't we sit down first? Ning'an. ”

Ning An saw that Dumbledore didn't mean to punish him, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and also sat on the carpet, gently leaning on the large bookshelf and said, "It's dangerous, I know, Professor..."

"Of course - you're smart, and even Miss Granger wouldn't be more gifted in magic than you. You're the most gifted student in this class, and by far the whole school. ”

Ning An didn't know what Dumbledore was going to say, so he didn't dare to answer.

"But no one was able to use the Manifestation Charm like you did in their first year." Dumbledore's tone was still tinged with surprise.

"You and Mr. Potter are the busiest first-year students in the school, and we come to the library every night."

"Harry? What did he come to do? Ning An couldn't help but ask in surprise when he heard that Harry would also be here at night.

"Mr. Potter, like you who are obsessed with magic, has recently been obsessed with a magic mirror."

Hearing Dumbledore say that he was addicted to magic, Ning An lowered his head, he didn't explain, this is probably the reason why Dumbledore is looking for him today.

In the quiet library, neither of them spoke again, Ning An's wand still flashed with a soft white light, and the two wizards, one old and one young, one old and one young, sat on the carpet between the two rows of bookshelves, looking at each other.

After a while, Ning An didn't know if he couldn't stand the silence or if it was pressure from Dumbledore, he gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do with me..."

Dumbledore looked at him and said softly, "No, Mr. Ning'an, it's your intentions, not mine, that matters—what are you going to do with all the magic you've recently learned?" ”

Ning An was speechless, he knew that Dumbledore was a very powerful dementor, and lying in front of him could not be hidden, so he preferred to be silent.

However, Dumbledore, as if he knew that he would not answer, did not wait for him, but continued: "Have you ever heard the saying that "with great power comes great responsibility"? Mr. Ning An? ”

Ning An nodded this time.

"I once had a student who, like you, had extraordinary talent, unprecedented — extraordinary talent." Dumbledore looked up at the ceiling, as if thinking about something.

"He's talented, he's ambitious, he's the smartest Hogwarts student I've ever seen—but he's gone down the wrong path and become the most terrible dark wizard in the world, so people don't even dare to call him by his name."

Ning An had already guessed who Dumbledore was talking about, no doubt Voldemort, or Tom? Riddle

"You remind me of him." Dumbledore finally said lightly.

"It's Voldemort, sir," Ning An whispered.

"You're not afraid of him." Dumbledore looked at Ning An, didn't answer his words, and still said to himself: "Or you are confident that you will become stronger than him, right?" Mr. Ning An? ”

"Uh..." Ning An didn't know what to say, he also asked himself in his heart, whether he was afraid of Voldemort or not, of course he was very afraid of this demon, and he could be said to be the most feared figure in the whole world.

But Ning An's goal is to be the true king of wizards and become the most powerful wizard, so Voldemort seems to have become a step he must cross. For the opponent who will surpass him sooner or later, he naturally can't have any fear.

"I don't know sir, but I admit what you said, I have ambitions, I want to learn more magic, I want to become stronger, I want to be the best wizard." Ning An simply spoke, and he looked directly into Dumbledore's eyes and no longer dodged

"This feeling of mastery makes me happy, and I keep learning more spells, wonderful magic, and I am really happy, sir."

"That's right, Ning'an—that's what I'm here for" Dumbledore's blue pupils were sharp, not intentionally, but because of his profound knowledge and extraordinary intelligence.

"It's not a shame to be obsessed with magic—that's why I didn't stop you until you saw it—" Dumbledore narrowed

"But don't let magic take control of you, Ning'an—" he said meaningfully:

"The Room of Requirement may allow you and your friends to continue using it, after all, you found out there, but promise me not to sneak here again in the future, okay?"

"How did you know we found the Room of Requirement?" Ning An was also a little curious, and Dumbledore almost seemed to know everything about Hogwarts.

"Oh, my office is on the eighth floor, and you've been noisy with me a few times." Dumbledore smiled at him playfully.

"Anyway, remember my words, child, "With great power comes great responsibility" Then, now I want you to go back to the bed in the dormitory and sleep well, okay? ”

Of course, Ning An couldn't help but agree, and when he recast the illusion spell and trotted back to the bedroom, lying on the bed, he remembered that he still had those notes in his hand that recorded the fire spell.

"With great power comes great responsibility?" Ning An muttered a few words, did Dumbledore deliberately leave this spell for me? He thought about it a lot, still not understanding what Dumbledore was trying to do.

It seems that he wants to induce him to get on the right track, but he does not punish him for trespassing in the middle of the night, and even deliberately takes away the black magic of "Fierce Fire".

Ning An realized that it was useless to guess too much, since Dumbledore had already come out to warn him, he would definitely not be able to go to the forbidden book area secretly in the future, but fortunately, the magic he learned during this time was enough for him to ponder.

Thankfully, the Room of Requirement can continue to be used, and the next few days will be able to practice magic with Daphne and the others, and Easter is just around the corner, and when the last holiday arrives, it means they are not far from their final exams.

No matter how talented a student is, he can't avoid the final exam, Ning An's grades in the history of magic class are a terrible mess, if you don't want to fail, I'm afraid that in the next period of time, you will have to spend time making up for it.

Thinking of this, Ning An had no more nature to think about, flying and the history of magic was simply his nightmare, he covered his head with a quilt, and fell asleep after a while.

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The next morning, during dinner, Ning An told Daphne and Calydora about his encounter with Dumbledore last night, and both of them were speechless in surprise.

"Dumbledore didn't fire you! Didn't even deduct points from Slytherin? I can't believe what he's thinking. Daphne exclaimed.

"It's unbelievable, I didn't expect Dumbledore to really know what we did all along." Caridora's focus is markedly different from Daphne's.

"That's Dumbledore, it's not easy to do something at Hogwarts without him." Ning An pulled the mashed potatoes in the bowl, looking unconcerned.

"Hey, did you two listen to me! Why don't you all think it's strange that Dumbledore doesn't punish him? Daphne couldn't stand the two of them ignoring her.

"That's Dumbledore's decision, how could we possibly know, and if we had to say why, we could probably find hundreds of reasons." Ning An helplessly explained:

"Do you want us to be punished?"

"Of course not—it's just that it always feels weird, as if I owe Dumbledore something."

"Don't be sentimental, it's better to care about the situation in front of you." Ning An interrupted Daphne's reverie and said:

"I think I need support, my magic history needs to be repaired, or I'm going to fail, oh my God."

Calidora gave her a sympathetic look, and then she shook her head regretfully that she didn't like the history of magic either, so the result was just a low fly.

Daphne also gloated and said:

"Haha, don't count on me Ning An, I'm just as tired of this boring course as you, but I'll probably be able to pass it, tsk... But I don't want to endure this torture for you. ”

"The critical moment is really unreliable." Ning An fiddled with the knife and fork in his hand weakly, he basically used Professor Binns's class to read other magic books, so he didn't listen to it at all, and even if he reviewed it at this time, he didn't know how to start.

"Self-inflicted...," Ning An sighed, thinking helplessly, "Who can help?" "I searched all the people I knew in my mind, and it seemed that there was only one option left, and the whole first year was all-enabled, and there seemed to be no one else except Hermione.

"If you just ask her to help review in the library during the day, it shouldn't take up too much of people's time." Ning An rubbed his chin in thought.

"Hey, Daphne, I probably haven't been practicing in a while." Ning An said to Daphne suddenly.

"Oh? Going all out to revise? Do you have a solution, though? Daphne asked vaguely, munching on her bread.

"Of course, I think I'll find a very good teacher." Ning An laughed.

As it turned out, he did find a "very" good teacher, and after a potions class, Ning An called Hermione and asked her if she would have time to review the history of magic with him, and help him find the key points or something.

Of course, Hermione immediately understood what Ning An meant, she was very happy and slightly proudly agreed, not only in return for Ning An saving her from the troll last time, but also because Ning An, who was regarded as a competitor in her studies, actually begged her to help review, which made her extremely satisfied.

However, Ning An's hard days also came, he never thought that Hermione would have such a strict personality in her studies.

"The Fairy Rebellion took place in 1612 AD, why can't you always remember this, Ning An!?" Hermione's stern voice rang out

"You have to concentrate!"

Ning An was frightened, he now understood that there was something more terrifying than reviewing the history of magic, and that was to ask Hermione to help him review.