On her first day back at Hogwarts Castle after the Christmas break, there was a knock on the door of Phyllis's office, and she received such a "very special" notice.

"Headmaster Dumbledore invites you to go to the Headmaster's office and talk to him in person, and the time is set for seven." Snape stared at Phyllis with viper-like eyes, as if looking at a prey that was about to die, "Personal advice, after seeing the Headmaster, be honest and accountable, otherwise ......"

Otherwise, Snape didn't say, just gave Phyllis a cruel smile.

Snape didn't trust Phyllis, and he made it clear that he was against the girl from the very beginning when she entered Hogwarts, but because of Headmaster Dumbledore's insistence, she eventually became a professor of the history of magic. According to Snape's temper, he naturally wouldn't give Phyllis a good look.

Phyllis was not a person accustomed to being wronged, and she would not have taken care of Snape's cynicism and insinuations. Whether in class or in the auditorium, in front of many students or other professors, Phyllis pushed back on the spot.

There is no fundamental contradiction between the two, but they think that this relative temper and the grudge between them have accumulated and become stronger and stronger.

Phyllis's face was expressionless, her voice was as cold as cold water, and she said, "Your suggestion is as meaningless as ever. With that, she slammed the office door shut, she really didn't want to see that disgusting face with mockery again.

After closing the door, Phyllis's face became very ugly, and her heart was obviously not as calm as her facial expression.

Phyllis took a few deep breaths and looked up at the wall clock. At half-past six, she needed to start preparing.

Phyllis strode into the bedroom, opened the closet, and picked out the clothes to wear to the appointment.

"You're upset?" On the inside of the wardrobe door in the bedroom is a dressing mirror, and Chen in the mirror looked at Phyllis's slightly flustered movements and asked.

"yes, isn't that normal?" Phyllis rummaged through her clothes quickly as she said, "Dumbledore is so powerful, I'm in front of him...... There is no chance of winning. ”

Through her correspondence with Carl Price, Phyllis had a guess that Dumbledore might have known Quirrell's true identity. But she didn't expect that before dealing with the Death Eaters and fighting Voldemort, Dumbledore would choose to "clear the field", and he was obviously the object of "cleanup".

Yes, in Phyllis's view, this so-called "face-to-face chat" is completely a Hongmen banquet.

"Why don't you win?" Chen didn't agree with Phyllis's view of the situation.

"You don't know?" Phyllis said impatiently, "I can't beat him, I definitely can't." ”

Dumbledore is recognized as the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world today, and Voldemort in his heyday did not dare to face his edge, let alone his current self, he really fought and had no chance of winning!

Chen said lightly: "In terms of combat effectiveness, you are indeed not Dumbledore's opponent, but who said that the two must fight by force?" You're still a psychic trialist! ”

"You mean ......?"

"Dumbledore won't 'clean up' you, don't worry." Chen said angrily, "So far, you have not completely violated Dumbledore's insistence on 'love', and besides, you are now an important member of the Ravenclaw faction, once you are killed, how will Dumbledore maintain his relationship with the Ravenclaw faction?" Especially considering that Voldemort may make a comeback next, and this is the time when it is even more necessary to unite all the forces that can be united. ”

"So......" Phyllis speculated along Chen's train of thought, "Dumbledore may have just wanted to warn me when he saw me this time?" ”

"Of course."

"That's good, that's good." Phyllis breathed a sigh of relief and said as she stroked her chest.

"Isn't that obvious?" In the mirror, Chen's expression became serious, "What's the matter with you?" Didn't expect this to be possible? ”

"It was a little too sudden." Phyllis defended herself, "...... other"

"Are you weak in heart?" Chen hit the nail on the head and said, "You are weak in heart!" Because of the weakness of the heart, after receiving Dumbledore's invitation, he thought wildly and felt that Dumbledore couldn't tolerate you. ”

"Why do you have a weak heart?" Chen asked solemnly.

"You know." "Deep in the Forbidden Forest, next to the cabin......"

"I know, of course I do!" Chen looked into Phyllis's eyes and said very stiffly, "So what? Isn't there a secret connection with Voldemort? Just because of this little thing, you have a weak heart? ”

Phyllis looked at Chen dumbfounded, and after a long while, she said, "You are really ...... enough."

……

After a long time of choosing, Phyllis finally chose a set of crystal purple magic robes embroidered with a large manju sawa on it in a darker dark red, and at seven o'clock, knocked on the door of Headmaster Dumbledore's office.

Soon, the door opened, and Dumbledore saw that it was Phyllis and said, "Professor Kate, please come in." ”

Dumbledore wore a black velvet robe and a plush hat, which made him look a little funny.

"The magic robe you're wearing today is beautiful." Dumbledore said with emotion, "It's good to be young! At my age, I can only wear this old black style. After saying that, he sighed deeply, as if he was very distressed by this.

"Anyone can wear beautiful clothes, but the most important thing is to fit yourself." Phyllis sat on the sofa, although she felt that Dumbledore was a little out of tune, but this was not the first time she had seen it, she said hello, "Your black velvet robe fits very well, and it shows off your temperament." ”

"Really?" Dumbledore looked pleased, and said, "Well, I accept your compliment, and I believe that the young witch's eye is absolutely right in terms of the style of clothes." ”

Dumbledore stood next to the low cabinet in the corner and asked, "Would you like a drink, tea, coffee, or a butterbeer?" ”

"Tea will do." Phyllis said, "It's easy to gain weight by drinking butterbeer so late." ”

"Okay." Dumbledore took out a cup, poured a cup of tea from the silver jug, handed it to Phyllis, and also used the silver jug to pour himself another glass of butterbeer, and said, "I don't need to pay attention to my body at my age, drinking a glass of butterbeer is a real pleasure on such a cold day." ”

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