The goddess Diana, the name Dumbledore is no stranger.

In fact, he had heard of it from his vast knowledge, his knowledge of Muggle mythology, and the legends of the wizarding world that lacked the name in his words.

During the time when he went crazy with his friend who had caused the war in Europe, the wizarding world showed them the same truth and madness.

Many ancient legends from hidden lands, those secrets passed down by a family or a certain group are open to them.

In particular, his friend, the Dark Lord, who once swept Europe, has attracted countless people, and in order to make the Demon King of Faith stronger, his followers have told him many secrets.

Among them is the name of the goddess Diana.

Dumbledore looked at Diana from under the lenses of his half-moon glasses, and he had already guessed what was left of the wound on the woman's neck.

"It's hard to believe that the erratic legend could be true." Dumbledore muttered.

Diana was startled when she heard this, she curled up, her hands around herself, the coffee cup in her hand was discarded on the ground, and her sky-blue eyes were full of horror that she had never seen before.

"Don't worry." Dumbledore said gently, "We won't hurt you, to be honest, there are many wonderful potions in the wizarding world, and one of my professors is an expert in this, and I think getting help from him is the right way to go." ”

"-You, you know?" Diana said.

"Older people don't have much left but to see more." Dumbledore said lightly, "Of course, I'm probably a little smarter than the others. ”

"Ahem-" At this time, Xia Ti on the side coughed lightly, and he looked at Dumbledore with the eyes of the student, "You are still a strong young man in my eyes." ”

"Haha—that's right." Dumbledore smiled.

"So, you know where this girl came from." Xia Ti then asked.

There are more magic and legends in the Ming Dynasty than the stars in the sky.

So for other secrets in the world, Xia Ti doesn't know much. He spent his whole life figuring out his country.

"I've heard some gossip." Dumbledore shook his head, "I don't think most of them can be taken seriously, but there are a few that can be corresponded. ”

"But before we talk about these things, we need to deal with some visitors who are in a hurry."

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Sigman Selwyn pursued him in black robes with his thirteen companions.

They walked out of the city gates.

At a glance, I saw a woman in the shade of a tree not far away.

But when his gaze shifted to a few people beside the woman, his expression instantly turned into horror, like falling into an ice cave.

Deng - Dumbledore?

Merlin.

He wanted to run away now, but the other man's eyes—the fire that shone from the blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses—made him afraid to move—and it was clear that Dumbledore wouldn't let him go easily.

"Okay." Sigman Selwyn sighed heavily, his eyes flashing with madness.

At this moment, his mood is extremely complicated, anxiety, fear, unwillingness, all kinds of emotions are intertwined, almost tearing him apart.

He could only pray that Dumbledore didn't know much, or that the woman hadn't told him everything. In this way, he still has a chance to save the situation, and he also has a chance to retain his position and power.

Siegman silently pondered in his mind how to deal with the impending crisis.

"Dumbledore. Professor. Sigman Selwyn's face barely gripped into a smile, and he walked over unhurriedly.

The Selwyns are a well-known pure-blooded family.

It is also one of the so-called twenty-eight holy clans.

However, their family has always been very low-key, and the main scope of activities is in these countries of Oceania, except for the United Kingdom, they hardly have branches in any European countries, which makes other pure-blood families puzzled.

They wouldn't even have a branch in England if it weren't for the better education of the descendants of the family.

"Mr. Selwyn?" Dumbledore recognized the young man.

Not many of the Slytherin students were not bewitched by Voldemort.

It was a rather low-key kid who disappeared after graduating from school five years ago.

He didn't know what the young man was doing in the rest of the day, after all, there were so many students at Hogwarts that he couldn't keep an eye on everyone.

"What happened to this Lady Diana? Can you tell me? Dumbledore said flatly, but there was no doubt in his tone that he couldn't refuse.

"She-" Mr. Selwyn brainstormed.

He raced in his head for a suitable excuse.

Soon a fairly suitable reason popped into his head.

"She's the wife of one of my cousins, but she's a Muggle, and you know, pure-blood families don't allow Muggles to tarnish their blood. I hid her in a suit of armor to protect her. Selwyn tried not to look Dumbledore in the eye, and then carefully weaved his excuses.

He knew himself as a headmaster and knew what to say to fit his mind.

"Purebloods are ingrained, Professor, you should know something, what if I let her go to someone else?"

"Really?" Dumbledore said.

"Of course—you see, I have a picture of her with my cousin and niece." As he spoke, Selwyn pulled a picture frame out of his pocket.

It was something he had prepared for the woman.

It is to prevent her from relying on this photo to track her down if she breaks free of her armor.

The picture had her blood on it, and with the ancient bloodline tracking spell, the Selwyns could easily find her.

Dumbledore took the frame.

Inside is a family of three, at least it looks like it is.

Diana still had long hair, thinner than she is now, and some blood could be faintly seen on her body.

Holding a newborn child in his arms.

Beside her stood a wizard who Dumbledore was not sure was a member of the Selwyn family, as he had a Far Eastern face.

Considering the large number of pure-blood families in the Far East, in the Ming Dynasty, almost everyone's bloodline can be traced back to thousands of years, and it is also a reasonable choice for the Selwyn family to combine with a Far Eastern family.

However, Dumbledore must not believe Selwyn's claims.

"Professor, I was going to wait for the limelight to pass and send her back to the Muggle world, so that she could still live."

"Oh—I'm obviously biased in your guess." Dumbledore said with a blank face.

"Of course, Professor, I am deeply influenced by you." Selwyn smiled, carefully observing Dumbledore's expression, and continued, "Since she met you, it's up to you to decide where she goes, I have no opinion. ”

"Hmm."

The professor's azure eyes shifted from the photograph to Diana's.

His brow furrowed slightly.

He had never seen so many mixed emotions in one person's eyes.

What kind of eyes are they?

Filled with despair, fear, helplessness and resentment, complex emotions are intertwined, like an unfinished oil painting, colorful and chaotic.

It's full of brokenness and pity.

"Lady Diana." Dumbledore called softly, his voice filled with depth and concern, "Do you want to take your child?" ”

The squalor of human nature, the old wizard knows too well.

Diana was speechless and pale from the moment she saw the frame, in which she and her husband stood like marionettes, and it was clear that if there was anything she cared about, only her children remained.

"Professor, that's Selwyn's blood, you can't—" Higman Selwyn said urgently, his heart beating so fast.

"Shut up—" Xia Ti scolded, "There's no talk for you here, you'd better keep your mouth shut obediently, otherwise—I'll seal it up little by little with a needle and thread." ”

Sigman Selwyn lost his voice for a moment.

He didn't know Shati, but the momentum that the old wizard displayed for a moment shocked him.

This is a legendary wizard who is no weaker than Dumbledore.

The idea struck him unconsciously.

Immediately, Sigman Selwyn chose to shut up.

Dumbledore and Shati turned their attention back to Diana.

But the man who had just been desperate for freedom - now he held his head in pain, trembling all over, and tears of bean size dripped from those sky-blue eyes, wetting her cheeks and the hem of her clothes.

Countless thoughts came to her mind, they were like spiders' webs, and the more she thought about them, the tighter the webs became, slowly devouring her.

Diana was on the verge of collapse.

"Professor Dumbledore—"

"Professor—"

Suddenly, in front of the gate of this wizard town, four young boys and girls ran over.

Interrupted the conversation of several people.

"Professor, we're looking for you everywhere." The first to run over was a girl with dark red hair, she had very light skin, dark green eyes, three-dimensional and harmonious facial features, and belonged to a big beauty that could not be forgotten at a glance.

"I want to try this recipe. I"

"Lily—why use the snot essence formula, just use your own."

"Don't say that, Sirius. Snape's recipe is better than mine. Lily said calmly, "The International Potions Masters Tournament only takes place every four years, and the contestants have to use original recipes, you know, I may have some talent in potions, but I am not good at making potions from my predecessors, and I am not good at actually inventing potions."

Jaime should be involved as well, and the three of us will work together to ensure that one of us wins the championship. That's the right decision. ”

"Heh, joke, we can win without him!" Sirius in his school days was tall and thin, handsome and elegant, with elegant and beautiful black hair, gray eyes, and a kind of careless arrogance in his every gesture, uninhibited, handsome and charming.

There are many witches in the school who are obsessed with him, and Lily knows several of them.

But all of his energy is in a small circle with James, Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew, unaware of the girls' pursuits.

"We have three Gryffindors here and he's not going to win on his own, he's going to be bad if we don't win. Lily – You should stay away from that kind of person. Sirius clasped his hands and stared at Snape as he approached, "Maybe he's joined the Death Eaters now, and looking at the people around him, almost all of them are Death Eaters, do you think he can be left alone?" ”

"Shut up, Blake!" Snape walked over gloomily.

The anger in his heart hadn't been extinguished since he learned that Jaime was also involved in this game.

Last semester, he was humiliated by Jaime and Sirius, and Lily stepped forward to stop him.

I only felt ashamed at the time, and I didn't think much about it at all, and blurted out the word 'mudblood'.

At this point, his friendship with Lily was completely over.

She didn't look for herself again for months.

During the summer vacation, when Dumbledore told him that he and Lily would be able to participate in the 146th International Wizarding Potions Tournament in New Zealand in July, he agreed without even thinking about it.

It's just that he didn't expect that Dumbledore would invite that nasty Jaime Poult.

Okay, okay!

He admits that the Poults have some talent for potions, and that they have invented many potions that are still used by wizards today.

The damn Poult followed, and so did his loyal dog.

This disrupted all his plans.

"I'm not you." Snape said gloomily, "Not like that. ”

"That Lupin, sooner or later I'll figure out why he disappears for a day or two every month. Don't let me catch Blake. He stared coldly at Sirius, "Because I'm going to get you four out of Hogwarts." ”

"Then you can try it—snot essence." Sirius, apparently on fire too, sneered and looked at Snape, "Let's see if I'm going to smack your snitch out the mouth." ”

"Alright—"

Professor Dumbledore in front of the four finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He shook his head.

These kids - it's just noisy at Hogwarts, but in New Zealand.

Most of the world's magic schools are located here.

They can be ashamed, but Hogwarts can't.

"Sir." The old headmaster looked at Xia Ti, "Ms. Diana needs a safe place to recuperate, and we will talk about the rest later." ”

"Hmm." Xia Ti nodded, the girl was almost broken, there must be a huge secret hidden in her body, they met the girl for the first time, it was obviously impossible to completely let her down her guard.

However, the International Potions Masters will last for more than half a month.

Half a month later, I believe that things will always have an ending.

"Albus—" said Shati, "and your children follow us." ”

Chang'an Taixue has been disqualified from the competition and he has to prove something.

Working with Hogwarts is a great option.

Besides

If Dumbledore and his party were to accompany them, then he would have to take on the responsibility of receiving foreign guests, and as for the rest of the work, I believe Professor Zhang Qingqiu would be happy to help him share it.

Thinking to himself, a smile appeared on Xia Ti's old face.

(End of chapter)