Hogwarts: Becoming the White Lord from Breathing

Chapter 70 Phoenix Feather Ring
"what do you think?"

Facing Dumbledore's question, Damon wanted to say, "Not very good."

A secret weapon? It was obvious that the old man in front of him still underestimated him - what he was going to do was not just something as secretive and forbearing as a secret weapon.

However, there was no need to tell Dumbledore about his proposal. After all, given the other party's cautious character, it was rare for him to be willing to tell him those secret information. It was unlikely and unnecessary to expect the other party to do everything according to his wishes.

He just needs to use Dumbledore as a springboard to continue to become stronger, and then handle everything in his own way.

"I think it's great. It's my honor to be your student."

Dumbledore laughed, with a hint of relief, "Fawkes."

The phoenix Fawkes responded, and a crimson feather with a permanently burning end fell into Daemon's hand.

"Take it, don't worry, it won't hurt you."

Damon took the feather and felt the surging vitality and a certain inspiration contained in it.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and the red feather turned into a red magic ring - the ring was like a red fire snake lingering on Damon's middle finger, and then the flames dissipated and turned into silver-white.

Damon's previous feeling suddenly became much clearer - after the appearance of this ring, the magic power in his body became much more active.

"When needed, pour a large amount of your magic power into it, and Fox will feel your call. I have already asked for its opinion in advance, and it said it is willing to provide you with some help.

Additionally, you can use this token to reveal our relationship to anyone you trust—but please don't make it public, as you are a secret weapon."

Dumbledore blinked, "I think you can distinguish the inside from the outside.

I'm sorry that I can't announce to the world that I've accepted an apprentice, but as Master White, perhaps you don't need the identity of 'Dumbledore's student' to add to your fame."

"It's okay, Professor. By the way, being your student is far more valuable to me than any empty reputation."

"I'm glad you said that—well, I think we'll just forget about these last few days. When next semester starts, I'll let Snape teach you Occlumency on my behalf—I'm sorry, I'm really busy. I'll try to spare one day a week to teach you Charms and Transfiguration. Do you mind?"

"It's okay. Professor Snape is also an expert in Occlumency. It doesn't matter who teaches me."

Damon's attitude was so casual and straightforward that it even made Dumbledore feel a little hurt - it seemed that he, as a teacher, was not very popular among students?

"So - teacher, if I want to learn Apparition in advance, can you help me think of a way?"

"I'm afraid I can't." Dumbledore naturally wanted to do his best to meet the first request raised by his student, but he really couldn't bring himself to ask the Ministry of Magic to give this "green light".

He had always been strict with himself, so how could he possibly be the first to make a mistake? This would make him lose face in front of his colleagues—if it was just about saving face, it wouldn't matter, but a thousand-mile plan could be broken by a single ant. Once Dumbledore's image of being always fair and just was shattered, I'm afraid more trouble would ensue.

"Okay - then I want to start my internship at the Ministry of Magic early. Is that okay?"

".Sorry, Damon, I really don't want us to do anything that always requires breaking the rules."

Dumbledore refused again, and at the same time, he became a little worried - this newly accepted student seemed to act without any taboos?
"What do you want to do in the Ministry of Magic?" Dumbledore, on the other hand, was a little curious.

"Well - I hope to go into politics and use gentle means to change the wizarding world for the better."

"It's a good idea, but it's too early for you now." Dumbledore politely declined. "If you still have this idea when you graduate from Hogwarts, I will fully support you."

Well, it looks like Dumbledore's approach is not going to work.

Damon nodded, without necessarily forcing the other party's support - he already understood Dumbledore's attitude.

Although the other party can turn a blind eye to some of the rules that are skirted, he is really unwilling to break the rules openly.

The conversation came to an end, and he took the initiative to say goodbye. Before leaving, Damon asked:
"By the way, can I teach Harry magic? Including Occlumency?"

".Okay, or rather, this is exactly what I want." As soon as Damon returned to the Room of Requirement, Harry and the other two surrounded him.

Of course, it was impossible to tell Harry about the fragments of Voldemort's soul. Damon picked up a piece of information and released it, which immediately shocked the three of them like a bombshell. Naturally, there was no need to explain anything else.

"Dumbledore wants to take you in as his apprentice himself?"

Ron exclaimed, Harry looked at Damon with envy, and Hermione even whispered, "Then you should seize the opportunity and learn magic from him."

"Forget it, this teacher is so stingy, he won't give me any privileges. Learning magic will have to wait until next semester.

Besides, as you know, Dumbledore is very busy, so he would ask Snape to teach me more often."

"Oh, man, you're in for a treat then."

When they heard that Snape would be teaching most of the time, Ron and the others were not so envious anymore.

"It doesn't matter. I believe Professor Snape will be a good teacher." Damon didn't dwell on it, but said casually, "But you guys, are you mentally prepared?"

"I'm sorry—what were you talking about?"

"Voldemort, Voldemort is about to make a comeback, but many people outside won't believe it. Right now, only we and Dumbledore can stop him."

"We—and Dumbledore—oh, I never thought I'd be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with that name."

Ron was talking nonsense, and Damon smiled and slapped him on the forehead.

"Well, Dumbledore gave me a choice, and I give you the same choice."

He sat down in a chair and made himself a glass of lemonade (which was not transformed, but obtained from the elf kitchen). "If you want to spend seven years in Hogwarts peacefully, I can guarantee that you will not have any trouble during this period."

"Don't insult us, Daemon."

The three of them stood in front of Damon together:
"Didn't we agree on this? We should cherish each other as true friends. Friends are meant to go hand in hand!"

"Ron, Damon, you are right. You should trust us more. We are not afraid of Voldemort at all!"

"In that case, starting from next semester, I will teach you magic here during my spare time every day."

"We couldn't ask for more! Actually, why wait until next semester? There are only six days left until the end of the semester. We can start now!"

The three of them were full of enthusiasm, but Damon stopped them and took them to see Hagrid first.

The giant was terribly worried when he heard that Harry had fainted - fortunately, it turned out to be a false alarm.

Hagrid thanked Damon repeatedly - if he had not defeated the evil man, he could not imagine what the other party would do to Harry.

Then he pulled out a beautiful, leather-bound book and handed it to Harry.

The inside was filled with photos of the wizard, and on every page, smiling and waving at him were his father and mother.

"I sent an owl to one of your parents' old classmates, asking for their pictures. Do you like the fact that you don't have any pictures of them?"

Harry was speechless, but Hagrid understood it all.

Ron patted Harry's shoulder. Damon and Hermione stood together, watching the scene and smiling without saying a word.

In any case, this semester has been a successful one for each of them.

Six days later, the year-end banquet began.

(End of this chapter)