It's been two days since the Christmas holidays, and the little wizards are very uncomfortable with the intense study life after returning to school, and they still have a lot of homework to write, which makes them even more miserable.

After dinner, most of the young wizards returned to the common room, and of course, many of them were still wandering around Hogwarts, some on dates and some on a fight. But there are also people like Linde.

He walked down the stairs from the eighth floor with a book wrapped in black cloth, and the crow rested on his shoulder.

The best way to learn that song is to read the book again. Then it can be divided into two methods.

The first method is to read the book in front of one of the main Hogwarts professors (Quirrell, Trelawney, etc.), so that you can read the book yourself and ensure your own safety to a certain extent.

In the second case, go directly to Dumbledore and explain the situation to him and read the book under his supervision.

The problem with the first method is that there may be a relatively large accident, so big that the professors have not had time to react, or the reaction has already caused a more serious impact.

The second way is to have a chance that Dumbledore will reject him and take the book.

With a steady heart, Linde decided to give the book directly to Dumbledore, because according to Dumbledore's character, even if he was not allowed to read it now, he would allow it in the future. As the strongest wizard in the wizarding world right now, there is no need for him to restrict the development of a young wizard himself.

Went straight to the dripping mouth stone beast on the third floor, although he didn't know the password yet, but it was still easier to guess.

And based on his last conversation with Dumbledore, he could be sure that Dumbledore had some sort of way of monitoring the school's basic conditions. So as long as Dumbledore knew that he was coming on an important matter, there was no reason not to let him in.

The password was never important, it just filtered out some people he didn't want to see.

Sure enough, before Linde could speak, the stone beast automatically made way for him to open a passageway, revealing the spiral staircase inside. I just don't know if it was the same last time Harry came.

Linde didn't know if the stone beast had an IQ, but he said thank you before climbing the spiral staircase.

There was a heavy grinding sound between the stones, and in a few moments, Linde was on the eighth floor.

"Welcome! Have you eaten it? Lynde. Dumbledore sat at the table and wiped his mouth, apparently having just finished eating, but there was no food on the table, it was probably the same as the long table in the Great Hall.

"Hope I didn't disturb your meal, I've already eaten in the auditorium, Professor." Lind said hello and went across from Dumbledore under the gaze of the headmasters' portraits, wondering why they hadn't pretended to be asleep today.

"Of course not, if you have eaten it. I remember forgetting to eat a lot when I was your age, because magic was so fascinating. Dumbledore smiled, and opened the drawer again and pulled out some sugar for dessert.

"Would you like some?" Dumbledore asked. Lind then shook his head in refusal.

"Only sugar can make me feel sweeter, so I especially like to eat sugar. It's a little surprising that a kid of your age doesn't like to eat these. Dumbledore smiled unexpectedly.

"If you eat too much, you will feel bored. That's right, professor. The reason I'm here this time is because of it! Lind was going to get straight to the point and put the book on the table.

Dumbledore used his wand to slowly pick open the black cloth that wrapped the book, revealing the blue cover inside.

""Mysterious Atlantis, I've read this book, it turns out that you are one of the people who Mrs. Pince said that she borrowed the book and didn't return it!" Dumbledore's tone caught Linde's pigtails.

Although Linde was a little embarrassed in his heart, he still said with an unchanged face: "Professor, because I don't think this book is suitable for the library anymore." ”

"Oh? Why is that? Dumbledore looked at Linde curiously, and there was a little more seriousness in his eyes.

Lind then told how she and Jane had discovered that there were many mezzanine in the book.

"And then?" Dumbledore continued.

And then ...... And then I became a ...... Half-fishman. Linde hesitated to tell him about his change, and another reason he said this was to see if the professor who allowed him to enter knew his identity.

And after the Christmas incident, he also had some doubts about whether he was the so-called "Atlantean ancestors" or a hybrid of humans and fishmen.

"Half-fishmen?! Is it like eating gill grass? As he spoke, Dumbledore was afraid that Lind didn't know what gill sac grass was, and his wand emitted a golden-red mist that outlined a human figure in the air that ate gill sac grass.

"Yes, it's like! But not quite. Linde told the truth.

"And what about Miss Devoe, who is reading the book with you?" Dumbledore asked.

"She shouldn't have changed at all, and because I'm wearing thicker clothes, she hasn't noticed any change in me."

"That is, this book, no, this story called the White Boat is only having this effect on you at the moment."

Lind nodded.

Dumbledore's wand was tapped over the book repeatedly, and the book was opened, then wet, then dry, and then enveloped in golden light.

"There's no trace of magic on it!" Dumbledore amusedly said that he had also taken some interest in the book.

"No?! Impossible. Lind thought Dumbledore's playful expression was directed at him.

"Don't worry, Lindh. Of course I believe you. It's entirely possible that there is some strange magic in this book that I don't know about, after all, magic is a very profound thing. Neither is what I said correct. Dumbledore soothed Linde as he took out the book and opened the White Boat Chapter.

He reads extremely fast, and seems to be completely unaffected by the jumble of lines.

Lind had been looking at Fawkes, or the cheerful silverware in the room, all this time.

"A few years before I heard that the headmaster of Hogwarts was about to change, the headmaster at that time would draw his portrait in advance and put it under the table. Then let the portrait learn the smile of the deity, the way of speech and behavior. I don't know if it's true. Lind thought, looking at the table.

It is also unknown if Dumbledore's portrait is now hidden inside.

Just as he was thinking, Dumbledore's voice interrupted him: "Linde, I don't think anything happened to me."

As soon as Linde looked up, he saw Dumbledore looking at him seriously,

Linde thought for a moment, but still spoke. "Professor, I think I can read that book again. You can observe my changes. ”

Dumbledore almost blurted out "I'm sorry, I can't ......"

Then he seemed to remember something, "Linde, you're sure you want to see it again." Instead of...... Isn't there something in your ear that tempts you? Dumbledore didn't even ask Lind why he wanted to read the book again, but made sure to him.

"Tell me what you really think." There seemed to be some kind of magic in Dumbledore's voice. Especially when the word 'yourself' is spoken, it is as if the air is all rippled.

Linde only felt a burst of refreshment in his head, and many thoughts that should not have been swept away, and his brain was extremely clear and rational. He felt that at this time, he could peel off the cocoon of fifty intertwined earphone cables and separate them all.

"Yes, Professor. It's my own idea to watch it again.

And, aren't you still next to me? Since this book only affects me, the problem may not be just one-sided in the book. ”