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Chapter 490: Convincing Dumbledore and Successfully Enrolling

"Are you okay, Star-Lord?"

Zatanna saw that Star-Lord had woken up, so she came over and asked him worriedly.

"I'm fine, my head just feels heavy."

Star-Lord said, touching his forehead.

After checking that Star-Lord was okay, Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief.

If a descendant of a great wizard like herself accidentally hurt someone using magic, especially Peter's son, she felt that she would never be able to wash away the shame in her life.

at the same time.

Harry Potter World, Hogwarts.

Dumbledore had just finished talking to Hagrid.

Hagrid told him in detail about his encounter with Peter's family.

He found it hard to believe what Hagrid said about seeing a child who looked like Voldemort.

Voldemort's soul has been destroyed and it is impossible for him to be resurrected.

But Hagrid swore that the other party gave him exactly the same feeling as Tom Riddle when he was the student council president.

He knew Hagrid.

Don't be fooled by his scary look that seems to keep strangers away, but in fact, he is a kind-hearted old child.

He couldn't possibly lie.

Touching his shaggy beard, Dumbledore fell into deep thought.

The Patrick family. He had just used detection magic to investigate the wizarding world in both Britain and the United States, but had not found such a family.

The Padraic family that Malfoy feared.
Did Lucius Malfoy know something?

Dumbledore tapped his hand on the desk.

"Button! Button! Button!"

There was a knock on the principal's office door.

"Come in."

With a creaky sound, the door handle opened and Professor McGonagall pushed the door open.

She said with a confused expression: "Professor, someone is visiting you outside."

"visit?"

"Yes, he said his name was Peter Padrick, and Hagrid has already informed you of him."

"It's him?"

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I understand, Professor McGonagall, please bring him to my office."

Outside the gates of Hogwarts.

Peter had just gotten off the yellow school bus.

Although he didn't know where Hogwarts was, he just had to write "Hogwarts" on the name of the bus terminal and the school bus would automatically take him there.

Standing on a moist, flat piece of land in the shadow of the castle, Peter looked at the oak main door in front of him.

The door slowly opened, and a black-haired female magician wearing an emerald green robe appeared in the doorway.

"Professor McGonagall."

Peter greeted the professor who had just opened the door for him.

He recognized the other person's identity just now.

Professor McGonagall, formerly known as Minerva McGonagall.

A half-blood witch who graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. After graduation, she became an employee of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic. Later, she applied to return to Hogwarts as a professor of Transfiguration, and was promoted to vice-president. She participated in the resistance against Voldemort's forces, and later served as acting principal and principal.

Although he looks serious, he is also a fair mentor who treats the four colleges equally.

She would punish students from her own college who broke the school rules severely, even if it meant losing the college cup.

Professor McGonagall looked at the yellow school bus beside Peter in surprise.

She could vaguely feel the powerful magic contained in this school bus.

"Mr. Padraic, please follow me."

Peter thanked her and followed her into the school.

Professor McGonagall pushed the door all the way back and entered the surprisingly large entrance hall.

Torches lit up the stone walls, the roof was incredibly high, and a smooth, carved marble staircase led upstairs.

Peter then followed Professor McGonagall across a floor covered with colorful flags.

He could hear hundreds of noisy voices coming from the entrance to the right - the rest of the school, already arriving to prepare for the new term.

Peter looked around and felt like a father worrying about choosing a school for his children.

Soon Professor McGonagall took Peter into Dumbledore's office.

The decoration of the principal's room is very exquisite, full of magic and history.

The walls of the office are hung with various portraits and family emblems, showing the glory and history of the Dumbledore family. The lighting in the room is soft and warm, and the lights on the bookshelves and the flames of the fireplace complement each other, creating a warm and mysterious atmosphere.

Dumbledore sat behind his desk, waiting for Peter.

When he saw Peter enter, he stood up.

"Mr. Peter Padrick, it's nice to see you here."

Dumbledore held out his hand to Peter.

He was curious about Peter's identity and showed his kindness.

"Hello, Professor Dumbledore, I'm sorry to bother you."

Peter held out his hand and shook it.

"I'm a welcoming person and I know some people describe me as a stern old-fashioned person."

Dumbledore smiled and said, "In fact, I even wanted to attend the young people's party, but I was afraid that my identity as the headmaster would ruin the young people's good mood, so I never went. That's a big regret."

Peter naturally didn't believe what the old fox said.

Although this old guy looks kind, he is ruthless when it comes to scheming against others.

He is a shrewd and far-sighted guy. In order to achieve the final victory, he even uses his own life to trap everyone in the game.

but
This is understandable, as Dumbledore made mistakes when he was young and reckless, and then he spent his whole life in fear of repeating the same mistakes, constantly trying to make up for his past mistakes.

In a way, he took advantage of Harry, but he also got to know Harry well and expressed his love and apology to him.

"Would you like to try some sweets, Mr. Padraic?"

Dumbledore took some candy out of the jar and handed it to Peter.

"Thank you."

Peter thanked him and took the candy.

“I happened to be someone who would gag at the smell of something when I was younger, and now I’ve lost interest in them – but I guess a toffee is pretty nice to eat.”

Dumbledore said as he put the brown candy into his mouth and chewed it before speaking to Peter.

“I like the taste of toffee, too.”

Peter didn't beat around the bush and said to him directly: "Professor Dumbledore, I think you should know my purpose."

Dumbledore put down the candy in his hand, shook his head and said to him, "I'm sorry, Mr. Padraic, I don't know your purpose, but I guess it has something to do with your child."

Peter nodded and said, "Professor, you should be able to feel the magic emanating from me. It is different from that in your world."

As he spoke, he looked outside.

As he activated the magical power of the rune, the transparent glass illuminated by the warm and bright sunlight suddenly condensed into ice crystals, and the sunlight shining in was dimmed.

"Actually, I am from another parallel world, so you won't be able to find any trace of me in this world anyway."

Watching the magic performed by Peter and listening to him talking about the parallel world, even though Dumbledore had made many guesses, he still stood there in a daze.

"Two completely different worlds, two completely different magic systems. The magic in your world is more inclined towards spiritual power, which seems to be a more idealistic power."

As Peter spoke, he removed the rune magic on the glass and let his eyes shine again. "But now, there are some problems with magic in our world. I know the greatness of Hogwarts, and I also know the teaching philosophy of Professor Dumbledore, so - I hope to send my child to your school to learn magic."

Peter paused, "Of course, this should be a fair deal, Professor. If you want to learn about the magic in our world, I can tell you, or you can send an exchange student to our world."

Thinking about the Harry Potter trio entering the DC world as exchange students, Peter was a little excited.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment and asked Peter, "You are also a powerful wizard, right, Mr. Padraic?"

"No, I only know a little about magic."

"That doesn't sound like a passing comprehension, Mr. Padraic."

Dumbledore stood up and looked out the window. "I'm willing to believe you, Mr. Padraic, but it sounds like a joke."

"If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you. I can take you to my world, Professor."

Peter said he could take him to experience it.

"I'm looking forward to it, but for now maybe we can talk about your son."

A hint of memories of the past flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, mixed with remorse and regret.

"You mean Tom?"

Peter nodded and said, "Yes, he is the Tom Riddle you know, but he did not grow up in an orphanage, nor did he experience those things that changed his temperament. Now, he is my son."

A trace of solemnity flashed across Dumbledore's eyes.

"Was he born from the love potion?"

"I know what you are worried about now, Professor. The Dark Lord of this world has messed up the entire wizarding world. You are worried that the tragedy of this world will be repeated on Tom, but I know that he is not that kind of person. As a father, I understand him."

Peter said to him slowly: "Professor, your plan against the Dark Lord - Harry and his men may win, but the price they pay is too high. You actually have other options, other forces. My sons and daughters, if they join Hogwarts School, will become an important force in the fight against the Dark Lord."

Dumbledore looked at Peter in surprise. He didn't expect that the other party knew his plan.

He was lost in memories, his eyes were cloudy, and he said to Peter, "During that period, Tom Riddle gradually became addicted to the dark arts and lost himself. I knew all this but did not stop him. Instead, I drove him out of Hogwarts."

"I was hoping that the good little Tom would make it, but the fact is that not everyone can resist the darkness. I was stubborn and always thought I was right."

He glanced at the school emblem on the wall for a while, then said to Peter, "Now, do you want me to do it again, Mr. Patrick?"

(End of this chapter)