Hogwarts: Becoming the White Lord from Breathing

Chapter 84: Lao Deng, it’s time to get gold coins
"Well I guess I can explain."

Seeing that Damon recognized the Fiery Curse and looked at him with an expression that said, "I didn't expect you to know the Dark Arts," Dumbledore was somewhat at a loss for words.

"There was a time when I was young when I was crazy about power, so—"

"So now that you've learned it yourself, you're unwilling to let others learn it?"

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Watching Damon ask the question calmly, Dumbledore didn't know what to say.

If he were an ordinary student, he could still say something seemingly correct like "It is precisely because I have learned this that I know how dangerous this black magic is, and that is why I don't want you to get involved with it."

But in front of Damon, he couldn't say it.

For some reason, he had a feeling that once he said it, the atmosphere would only become funnier.

"If you want to learn - you can actually dabble in it, but don't touch the three unforgivable curses -"

Dumbledore's attitude softened slightly.

"No, I won't."

Damon interrupted him directly, with a slight smile on his face.

Just be naughty and you'll be happy.

"You've already said that anyone who studies the Dark Arts may become a Death Eater, so why should I learn it?"

Dumbledore couldn't help but glance at him sideways - why don't you want to learn so much from me? Just want to tease the old man?
"But Professor, besides the Dark Arts, are there other ways to destroy Horcruxes?"

When discussing business, Dumbledore's expression became more serious. "Yes, but it's more troublesome. You can also use some poisonous substances to destroy it. However, as soon as you find the Horcrux, you can notify me to destroy it.

It's good that you have no interest in the Dark Arts; there's no need to learn them specifically to destroy a Horcrux."

"The fangs of a basilisk?"

I destroyed the notebook. I guess the basilisk in the secret room will never come out in this lifetime.

"Forget it then. Horcruxes aren't that easy to come across anyway, right?"

On the surface, he brushed the matter aside, as if he didn't care, but in his mind, he already had two ideas - there is a kind of advanced magic called Gubley Fairy Fire, which is even more difficult than Apparition. The flames summoned by this magic can also achieve the "never-extinguishing" nature of the Fiendish Fire, but they do not have the lethality.

When he learns this magic, he can study it in depth.

In addition, he had a hunch that his magic gun could be further strengthened and given different properties through magic and transfiguration, but he couldn't do it now.

"Wait another five months, until I have enough mana points and upgrade my spellcasting talent to level 5, then maybe I can do it."

He thought to himself that Dumbledore was also preparing to leave.

"You did a great job. If anything happens next, just let Fox take care of me. I'll come right away."

Seeing that Dumbledore was about to leave, Damon hurriedly called him.

"Wait, Professor, you're just leaving like that?"

Dumbledore turned around, looking confused. "Anything else?"

His expression even took on a hint of seriousness.

"Of course." Damon's expression was calm and serious. "Reward, Professor, you haven't given me a reward yet."

Dumbledore blinked, as if he didn't believe what he heard.

"award?"

"Yes, a reward. I brought you something so important. Shouldn't you give me a little reward?"

".What do you want?"

Dumbledore felt something was wrong. "Well—I want some privileges—for example, the right to ride magical creatures."

Dumbledore's expression became a little subtle. "Speaking of which, I haven't yet taken issue with you keeping a dragon with you. But since you've asked me for a reward, I think I should settle the score with you."

Damon's eyes widened!
Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?
Dumbledore saw his expression, grinned silently, and suddenly changed the subject:
"That's right. After all, our Duel Prince accomplished such a great thing, but he didn't even get the slightest bit of honor. As the principal, it's understandable that I should give him some rewards.

Well, what I can personally promise you is that if you can ensure that your dragon will not harm any person or building, and you can not make too much noise, I will allow you to ride a dragon within the castle of Hogwarts.

Ministry of Magic, I'll protect you."

"Uh—there shouldn't be just dragons by then. Hagrid wants to thank me for defeating Quirrell, so he's going to find me a magical beast as a reward—I chose the Thunderbird."

"Okay—I still say the same thing, don't make too much noise. I believe you will know your limits."

"Of course, I just want your permission. Actually, I stay in the castle every day, and I can Apparate. It's impossible for me to need a dragon to carry me even down the stairs."

Dumbledore nodded and said:

"Can I see that Norwegian Ridgeback?"

He needed to make a final confirmation.

"of course."

Damon opened the suitcase and shouted to the space inside:
"Ms. Nobetta, could you please come out for a moment? And be quiet."

As he called out, a dragon roar was heard from inside the suitcase. Soon the bottom of the suitcase bulged, and Norbeta's head popped out. After a period of communication, Damon discovered that the dragon was a female dragon, and the masculine name Norber was obviously not suitable for her.

Damon used the shrinking spell to shrink its size to the size of a palm.

"A beautiful shrinking spell. It's not easy to shrink a magical creature like a fire dragon to this size."

Looking at the Norwegian Ridgeback in Damon's hand, Dumbledore couldn't help but admire him again - this child's learning progress was too fast.

It's embarrassing to say that although I am his teacher, I haven't taught him any knowledge yet. However, his progress is so fast that Dumbledore vaguely feels that Damon has reached the same level of magic as he did when he graduated.

Although its body was very uncomfortable due to the shrinking spell, the Norwegian Ridgeback just snorted, spraying out some sparks, and began to rub Damon's fingers continuously.

"You tamed her? That's quite remarkable.

Even if Newt were here, he probably wouldn't be able to do what you did."

Looking at the obedient dragon, Dumbledore was still a little surprised even though he had foreseen it.

"Master Newt Scamander? Well, maybe his methods are too gentle. I would be more rough."

Damon scratched Norbeta's chin, and she raised her chin obediently like a puppy and squinted her eyes comfortably.

"The Norwegian Ridgeback has a rather belligerent personality. It showed strong aggression after it was one month old. For a few months, I beat it up almost every week.

Now she knows who's boss."

"Oh - that's true." Dumbledore was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

This student's style of doing things always surprised him.

"I agree to this matter, but you must be careful not to hurt others, okay?"

"Of course, in reality, I'm not planning on releasing Norbeta. It's truly too dangerous."

"I'm glad you have sense."

Dumbledore nodded, said goodbye again, and Apparated away.

After dealing with the Horcruxes, Damon picked up the Floo powder and headed to the Weasleys' house to spend his last vacation.

"It's a new school year. There's no Chamber of Secrets, only Lockhart the Clown. There shouldn't be any more trouble."

(End of this chapter)