"I have reservations about this idea," Dumbledore was not angry, "but now that you think about it, am I really as bad as you say?" Or, let's change the question: "

He straightened up, and a terrifying coercion instantly dissipated, and for a moment, Ricardo seemed to see a king of light standing in the darkness.

"Do I need to do this clumsy way if I want to control someone?"

Ricardo suddenly came to his senses. yes, who is the person in front of you? He is the terminator of the first generation of the Dark Lord, the fearful of the second generation of the Dark Lord, the president of the International Federation of Wizards, and the chief wizard of the Wizengamot.

His thinking seems to have been taken to extremes, and he has over-interpreted Dumbledore's actions.

But he wouldn't be loyal to Dumbledore for that. He has his own thoughts, and he has to guard against people who even control the friends around him in the palm of his hand.

"I'm not going to ask people to do what I want," Dumbledore retracted, "and I don't teach any child incorrectly." But I don't think I'm wrong about leading students down the right path. ”

Ricardo felt that there was no need to talk about it. The old man always has a different stubbornness - or self-confidence in his own behavior, and there is no need for him to fight to the death with him.

"So, my dark magic problem ......"

"Oh, you're talking about the effects of the dark arts on you?" Dumbledore began to be amiable again, "Your previous extreme thinking has been put aside for a while, because of the Mirror of Eris. ”

"What does it do?" Ricardo questioned.

"It makes us see only the deepest and strongest desires of our hearts," said Dumbledore, "and it is indeed easy to indulge in illusory dreams and forget about real life." ”

"But in the same way, when he shows people deep inside, he also brings people to a situation where negative emotions are eliminated."

"So," Ricardo concluded, "I found my innermost longing, dispelled the extreme negativity that the dark arts had given me, so my problem was solved for the time being?" ”

"Yes, Ricardo, your problem is solved for the time being, but the real solver should be yourself. It will only play an auxiliary role, and it really depends on the persistence in your heart. ”

And you have to remember that this mirror can neither teach us knowledge nor tell us the truth. People spend their days in front of it, obsessed with what they see, and are driven to madness. ”

"Because they don't know if everything in the mirror is real and if it's possible."

"You can only use it this once," Dumbledore said at last, "and after Christmas, my office welcomes you and hopes that you can subdue it and find yourself." ”

Ricardo thought for a moment and nodded bitterly.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, may I ask you a word?"

"That's what you just did."

“……”

Dumbledore smiled slyly, "You can ask me one more question, though." ”

"What did you see when you looked in the magic mirror?"

"Me? I saw myself holding a pair of thick woolen socks. ”

"......" Ricardo protested with silence.

"There are never enough socks to wear," Dumbledore seemed to explain forcefully, "Christmas came and went, and I didn't receive a pair of socks." People insisted on sending me books. ”

“…… I'll send you this year. ”

"Thank you so much," Dumbledore didn't seem to notice the disdain on Ricardo's face, "well, why don't you go back and rest?" ”

Ricardo nodded, and took one last look at the magic mirror.

It was enough to indulge once, he thought, what should he do, why should he go, just live up to himself, maybe he can go back?

But at this moment, Ricardo's steps were withdrawn, and his eyes opened unconsciously.

Because, the picture has changed!

There was him in the mirror, and at the same time there were at least a dozen people in the mirror, standing behind him!

The most conspicuous thing was a dark-haired strange woman standing behind him, smiling and waving at him. Beside her was a tall, emaciated man with blond hair, who was holding her with his right hand and a girl with the same hair color as him in his left hand.

They all looked at him, smiling affectionately, and the blonde girl squinted at him, with disguised disdain and real longing in her eyes.

What's going on?

……

It wasn't until Ricciardo left Hogwarts and came to France to meet Fleur that he was thinking about his conversation with Dumbledore and what he had accidentally seen.

"What's wrong with you? In a trance? Fleur asked, stretching out her hand and shaking it in front of his eyes.

"Nothing, think about something." Ricardo came back to his senses and looked at the girl in front of him.

She wore a long black trench coat with a khaki liner turned out, matched the color, and layered a white turtleneck knit. The lower body is bright brown long leather pants, connected to a pair of small white shoes, which makes the girl look refreshing and cool and stylish.

"It's a nice outfit." Ricardo commented.

The little witch was upset when she heard the praise, and ignored Ricardo for a long time.

It wasn't until she got on the subway that she slowly spoke, with a strong resentment:

"I wore the exact same one last year."

"Oh, meaning you're exactly the same as last year? Or did you buy an outfit that looks exactly like last year? "Ricciardo always finds some quirky points to talk to.

"No, I mean, you said exactly the same thing last year." Fleur's resentment is almost gone.

“……”

Ricardo coughed awkwardly, pretending to be a dignified man.

It's not that he wants to pretend like this, it's just that in front of this magic master, he always feels that he needs to behave a little higher, and he can't help but become serious.

But Fleur got angry when she saw him like this, this is not a beating! A few years older than me, pretending to be a little adult!

Be careful of pushing me into a hurry, so I'll give you a jockey to disdain your ancestors!

Little Fleur thought angrily in her heart, but her mouth was a gentle greeting:

“…… How is everything? ”

“…… Pretty good. ”

"That's it?"

"That's it."

Ning is the legendary topic terminator?

Fleur suddenly thought that many years ago, this boy took her home after rescuing her, and in order to comfort her trembling, the other party insisted on memorizing the first-grade textbook, and told her the difficult points seriously, and forced her to sleep.

It was because of this that she asked her parents to make him her tutor.

"Poof-" Fleur's tight little face suddenly couldn't hold on, and suddenly an intoxicating smile bloomed.

"Laughing like this? Get ready for tomorrow's midterm exams. Ricardo looked helplessly at the smiling white hair, apparently the girl in front of him was thinking something stupid about him.

Ricardo and Fleur's eyes matched. The girl's eyes were bright, like diamonds, and the boy's vision was clear, and he couldn't hide from the bright starry eyes.

Pure appreciation.

Fleur was in a trance for a moment, then lowered her eyebrows, and her eyes fluttered. When I looked up again, the smile had turned into bitterness:

"Do you really want to take an exam?"

"Absolutely."

"Really?"

"Really."

"True ......"

"Throat Deadbolt."