Hogwarts: Dumbledore reigned over the wizarding world

Chapter 39: Finding Lao Deng as a thug and portrait
Before he had learned enough, Vaughan had never thought of facing Voldemort alone.

But this doesn't mean he is ready to give up the mission.

The system task only said to save the Forbidden Forest Unicorn, and it didn't say that he had to complete it by himself!

This is Hogwarts, Dumbledore is here, why would you be so stupid as to confront Voldemort?

In the evening, after walking for several hours, the two finally got out of the Forbidden Forest and said goodbye at Hagrid's Hut.

Vaughn adjusted his expression, making himself look serious and nervous, as if something big had happened.

Then find Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Weasley, you..."

"Professor, please take me to see Headmaster Dumbledore. I have something important to tell him!"

Professor McGonagall was frightened by his expression and was stunned for a long time before she hesitantly took him to the eighth floor.

As the deputy headmaster, she naturally knew the password to Dumbledore's office.

"Chocolate frog!"

Following Professor McGonagall into the headmaster's office, this was Vaughan's first time here. The round office was brightly lit and warm like spring.

As soon as you enter, you can see a spiral staircase leading upstairs, which should be Dumbledore's lounge.

A very wide semicircular shelf was placed against the wall, filled with books and unknown alchemical items.

The long table in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the office was also piled with miscellaneous items.

There was only a scaffolding in one corner, and the phoenix Fox stood on it, resting with his eyes closed.

Hearing the sound, it opened its eyes and looked over, and also looked over, the portraits of past principals hanging on the wall.

"Look, our Slytherin genius is here. That's great." A portrait said in surprise.

Vaughan looked at him and guessed that he might be the only headmaster from Slytherin, Phineas Black!
The guy with the worst reputation among all the principals in history.

Even more tragically, the principal's Black family is almost extinct...

Vaughan gave him a quick salute and looked towards the fireplace.

Dumbledore was sitting there, still in his pink and purple robe, knitting.

He turned around, waving his knitting needles and said, "Minerva, Mr. Weasley, good evening. It's a good thing you're here. Can you help me take a look at this knitting pattern? I spent a long time choosing at a Muggle mall the day before yesterday and was almost overwhelmed..."

"Ahem, Albus!"

Professor McGonagall glared at him, "Mr. Weasley said he has something important to discuss with you."

Dumbledore looked at Vaughan curiously.

The only contact between the two was not very pleasant in Dumbledore's opinion. Vaughn, who was very opinionated, decisively rejected his temptation.

He thought the other party would avoid him for a long time.

Vaughan nodded, and under the gaze of Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore, and the portraits, he took the bottle from his bag and placed it on the headmaster's desk.

Dumbledore asked curiously, "Mr. Weasley, what is this?"

"Unicorn blood, Headmaster."

After that, Vaughan took out his wand and cast a revealing spell.

The scene seen a few hours ago reappeared. When the gray mist emerged from the white light, many portraits suddenly made inhalation sounds.

Dumbledore's inquisitive smile vanished. He rose and walked to his desk, examining the bottle of soil closely as he waved to the astonished Professor McGonagall: "Minerva, you go ahead and get back to work. Mr. Weasley has indeed given me a very important task."

Only after Professor McGonagall left did he raise his head again and look at Vaughan.

"Where did you find it, Mr. Weasley?"

Those eyes, without a trace of aging, were so bright that they seemed to be able to pierce through people's hearts!
Humph, Legilimency? Vaughn, who had been maintaining his Occlumency, could sense a strange magical power spreading from Dumbledore's eyes.

But it didn't rush directly into his head, but lingered on the periphery.

"Just using Legilimency to sense my emotions and determine if I'm lying?"

Vaughn remained calm and replied, "In the Forbidden Forest..."

Then, he told Hagrid about how he had gone to see him today and "accidentally" discovered that the blood flowing from the injured unicorn was wrong and had traces of dark magic.

"...Whether it's a Forbidden Forest werewolf or any other creature, it's impossible for them to use dark magic to harm a unicorn. Only wizards can do such a thing!"

"You know, I've made some achievements in potions. Although unicorn blood is cursed, from ancient times to the present, there has never been a lack of brave individuals who want to make it into potions. Usually, these potions are..."

“…The Elixir of Immortality!”

Dumbledore murmured in response to his words. He raised his hand slightly, without chanting any spell or using a wand, and simply grabbed the bottle.

His hand passed through the white light, grabbed the wisps of gray mist, and held it in the palm of his hand.

Vaughn looked at all this in amazement. The spell-casting technique was so perfect, without a wand and without any sound, that he didn't even sense any fluctuations of magic.

Dumbledore observed intently for a while. After a long while, he waved his hand to disperse the gray mist and looked at Vaughan: "The problem you discovered is very important, but I still need to go to the scene to take a look..."

He held out his hand: "Fox!"

Fawkes the Phoenix chirped, flew onto his arm, and grabbed him.

"Mr. Weasley, there are candies and snacks on the table. Please wait a moment. I will be back soon."

With that, he Disapparated away. Vaughn was not surprised. Although Hogwarts had an anti-Disapparition spell, this spell was not aimed at systems other than wizards, such as magical creatures like Fawkes, or house-elves.

He didn't hesitate and walked behind his desk, found a few pieces of chocolate from the candy dish that floated in front of him, and started eating.

After walking for most of the day, he was already hungry.

While eating, Vaughn heard someone calling him among the whispers of the portraits around him: "Hey, Weasley boy."

Vaughn looked up.

It's Principal Black.

The gloomy old man winked at him and said, "You can detect the dark magic in unicorn blood, you are not an honest little fellow, are you? Oh, don't look at me like that, I never discriminate against the dark magic, I am even happy that you are learning the dark magic. How can a Slytherin who can't use the dark magic be called a genius?"

"I just... want to make a deal with you!"

He blinked and whispered, "Do you want to learn more about the power of darkness? As long as you do one thing for me, I will tell you where the Black family mansion is. Merlin is my witness that the Black family hides a lot of dark and vicious forbidden knowledge. As long as you..."

Before he could finish his words, an old man with a white beard suddenly rushed into his frame, knocked him down, pinned him under his body and beat him up.

"Asshole, you accomplished nothing when you were alive, and now you're still harming the next generation after you die. I'll beat you to death!"

"Teacher, teacher... That's enough, you old mad dog. I'm already dead, how can you beat me to death?"

The two men struggled.

Vaughan watched with great interest.

(End of this chapter)