For the next two days, Dumbledore was still absent from the staff's desk. Obviously, those two Horcruxes were not as easy to get hold of as the ones Roger had found.

But this thing doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all, if there is anyone who doesn't want Voldemort to hang up now, Dumbledore, who knows the truth, will definitely be at the forefront.

Comrade Lao Fu must have been hidden by him in a place that no one could have imagined, and sent one or more people of absolute trust to guard and take care of him. The Potions professor was able to give a lesson to his classmates because he was injured fighting against 'rare magical beasts', which was a great idea.

Because of this, many students are very happy. Compared to the rest of the professors, Snape was really unlikeable.

Transfiguration class is actually a kind of torture, and Professor McGonagall seems to have the same idea as Hermione, and the three days of study time lost due to the unexpected will have to be made up for in the next class. The speed of the Transfiguration explanation is much faster than usual, not to mention the amount of classwork left, which is directly doubled than usual.

Many people wailed, and even whispered about why Professor McGonagall had not been able to recover from injuries like Snape.

Kindness... This made Professor McGonagall so angry that her lips were pursed and she almost couldn't see it, and she stood behind the lectern and glanced at the students, thinking about the coming storm.

But just then, there was a knock on the Transfiguration classroom door, interrupting Professor McGonagall's imminent 'reprimand' skill.

A Ravenclaw sophomore girl flashed sideways into the classroom, quickly swept around the classroom, and walked toward Professor McGonagall's podium at the front of the room.

"What's the matter?" Professor McGonagall said in an unfriendly tone.

"Yes... I'm sorry, Professor, Professor Dumbledore asked Roger Collins to come to his office...", the little girl said nervously.

Professor McGonagall glanced at her and waved at Roger, "Collins..."

Roger's eyes lit up, he pushed the textbook in Hermione's direction, and whispered, "Help me bring it back to the dormitory, thanks." ”

Hermione nodded meaningfully as she watched as Roger stood up and walked towards the door.

However, when the little girl saw Roger coming towards her, she seemed to be frightened, and she lowered her head and looked at her toes, not daring to move.

Roger opened the door and saw that the girl did not come out, so he turned around and asked, "Aren't you coming out?"

The little girl's body trembled for a moment and she didn't dare to raise her head, her lips squirmed uneasily, and finally she stood in place and cried out with a 'wow'...

Roger's head was full of black lines: "It's hairy... Why did you cry all of a sudden, if it weren't for so many people watching, you would think that someone was bullying you. ”

As soon as Roger spoke, the little girl ran away, hiding behind Professor McGonagall like a quail, and muttering, "It's horrible... Senior sister really didn't lie to me... The Great Demon King is really scary... Don't come here..."

Roger: "??? EXM?What the hell is the Great Demon King?Could it be that the first project of the Triwizard Tournament is still so influential after so long!?

Roger stretched out a hand to the little girl, his lips moving slightly, wanting to say something.

Professor McGonagall immediately shook her head at him and said quickly, "Professor Dumbledore is still waiting for you, hurry up." ”

The deep meaning is to say: 'You scared the little girl to cry with your face, so don't hold on here, stay where it's cool!'

"......" Roger grinned, "I mean, she hasn't given me the entrance order to the headmaster's office yet..."

Professor McGonagall patted her head lightly, crouched down, pulled a small note from the little girl's clenched fist, and with a flick of her hand, it turned into a paper crane and flew into Roger's hand.

Roger smacked his lips rather speechlessly, and walked out of the Transfiguration classroom with the paper crane in his hand.

Harry, who was sitting at the bottom of the classroom, couldn't help but say to Hermione, "I told him a long time ago to do less things, but now it's okay, and it's finally to the point of scaring the little girl..."

Hermione nodded approvingly, and said with a sense of relief: "I can't blame others." ”

At that time, Roger's unpopularity at the school was extremely high, and Hermione, the people who were with him, enjoyed that unbearable journey together.

"I admired that little girl very much, she was so scared that she cried, and dared to send a message to Roger, which is really commendable. Neville couldn't help but poke his head out of his back seat and whispered.

"I guess I happened to be unlucky enough to meet Headmaster Dumbledore," Harry guessed, "I can't refute it, so I had the courage to send it here?"

"How is that possible," Hermione scoffed, retorting, "Headmaster Dumbledore is the kind of person who forces people to do things they don't want to do?" ”

Harry nodded, "Well, that's true..."

Roger rolled his eyes all the way, thinking that even if he often made trouble at school, it shouldn't be to the point of scaring the crying girl...

If you continue to develop like this, will you be treated as a model by professors from other colleges in the future to scare the newly enrolled little pot friends?'

Hiss... It's quite touching to think about it like this~

Thinking about it all the way, the creature swerved into the hallway that led to Dumbledore's office, where the lone stone monster was guarding. Roger read the words written on the slip of paper, then staggered up the moving spiral staircase. After reaching the top, there was a gentle knock on the office door.

Then the calm voice replied from within, "Come in." ”

Roger pushed the door open and walked in, and the crumpled Phoenix Fawkes, who hadn't had time to grow feathers, turned to glance at the bright blue sky outside the window in its bright dark eyes. Dumbledore was standing in front of the window looking at the campus, his thin hands behind his back, unharmed.

It seems that this old man has really resisted the temptation of the resurrection stone... Roger muttered in his heart.

Dumbledore, who heard the door open, turned around and looked at him with a smile on his face, and said in a serious tone, "How's Amyta? Oh, the little girl who sent you a message... I heard her bet with her friend that there was nothing to be afraid of talking to you, and I was going to ask her to do me a little favor. ”

“... It's okay," Roger sighed helplessly: "I cried so much that my snot bubbles came out, but at least I didn't faint." ”