The days at Hogwarts

No matter what the situation was, Loren had never failed to handle the burden. He sat down familiarly and said, "Oh! Principal Dumbledore, I have heard of you for a long time."

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The two men looked at each other and laughed happily. Dumbledore took out a box of cockroaches from under the table and handed it to Loren. "Being with young people, an old man like me seems to become a little younger."

Loren also understood that this should not be a prelude to dismissal, so he took out a pill and put it in his mouth: "Then you can come to the lounge more often and tell us stories."

Dumbledore looked at Loren's quick movements and smiled more satisfied, "Professor McGonagall told me about you. Hogwarts always has students with extraordinary talents."

Loren was a little confused. Is playing teasing on people a sign of talent?

Professor McGonagall, who was standing next to them, had long been speechless at the interaction between the two. She finally spoke up, "Loren's eyes are a little different. He can see things that others can hardly see."

"Yes, you told me before the term started that there was a student who could see where the Apparition landed," said Dumbledore.

Professor McGonagall added, "And this morning, Loren seemed to be able to see through my Animagus, so I brought him here for you to see."

Loren realized that it was because of that mysterious talent.

"Can you share your unique perspective, Loren?" Dumbledore looked at Loren with a smile.

"Of course!"

Loren also wanted to know what this talent was. He began to carefully recall the scene he saw at that time. "Regarding Apparition, before Professor McGonagall appeared, I seemed to be able to see a blurry distortion in space."

He paused, then continued, "This morning, I saw a red light on the cat on the podium. It gave me a familiar feeling, so I roughly guessed it."

Professor McGonagall took the opportunity to add: "And then used it to play a trick on poor Miss Granger, making her terrified for the entire class."

"Hahahahaha, what an enviable age." Dumbledore laughed.

Later, Dumbledore talked with Professor McGonagall, and they told Lauren that there are many people in this world who have magical talents.

Some are inherited through blood, such as half-blood wizards who have the charm ability of Veela, and some are awakened by oneself, such as the Metamorphmagus who can change one's face, or the gift of prophecy.

Neither of them knew the exact condition of Loren's eyes. Dumbledore said he would look up some information and ask some old friends, and would tell Loren when he had the results.

The conversation lasted for quite some time, and Loren and Dumbledore both finished a whole box of cockroaches.

When Professor McGonagall suggested that it was time to leave, Loren also made a decision and said, "By the way, Headmaster Dumbledore, I also saw some strange scenes. I think I should tell you."

Chapter 15: Conversation with Dumbledore

"Of course, I'm happy to be a listener." Dumbledore looked at Professor McGonagall at the door and asked her to go back and rest first.

Professor McGonagall didn't pay much attention and turned to walk out.

Freshmen often make what they think are amazing discoveries, perhaps armor that moves in the castle, or some secret passages behind portraits. Even if there is a great discovery, the principal will tell himself that he would like to push all the work to himself and retire early.

Dumbledore fished under the table for another box of candy, but it wasn't a pile of cockroaches. The headmaster's stock was limited, so he had to keep some for himself.

Loren first talked about what he saw at the Sorting Ceremony, the scar on Harry's forehead, the strange shadow that appeared on Professor Snape's arm, and Professor Quirrell's strange scarf.

Loren had some guesses about this, that there was an indelible dark mark on Professor Snape's arm, and that the scars on Harry contained fragments of Voldemort's soul, but in view of some unspeakable little secrets, he could not speak these thoughts out.

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes in thought.

There was no need to explain Snape's condition, but Harry's situation seemed to be worse than he thought.

As for Professor Quirrell, the smell on his body became more and more obvious every day after his return from Albania, and wearing that extra scarf was just a poor performance.

Based on this, he designed a brilliant plan and believed that the fish would soon take the bait.

"Loren, you have extraordinary talents, not just your eyes." Dumbledore looked at Loren seriously as he was putting lemon Sherbet into his mouth.

Loren opened his mouth, paused, and wondered, was there any other talent he hadn't noticed?

Dumbledore saw Loren's doubts and said, "Maybe it's because I'm the headmaster that I'm willing to share my unique secrets with someone I've just met. However, being willing to entrust someone with something is an extremely rare quality."

The principal began to talk about Loren's eyes again: "Magic perception is an advanced skill. Some students may not be able to learn it even before graduation. You are a big step ahead."

"What about you, Principal? Can you also see those strange things?" Loren asked.

Dumbledore curled his lips and pretended to be reserved. "Maybe not so clear, but you can still see some of it."

"Is it the same for Animagus? What about Apparition?" Loren was also very curious about this three-no golden finger.

"Haha, keep it a secret." Dumbledore smiled mysteriously at Loren.

"Then did you find Ron Weasley's mouse strange?" Although Loren was speechless about the old naughty boy, he still wanted to speed up the plot.

"Oh, the Weasley kid. I didn't pay attention to that. I didn't even know he had his own pet mouse. I'm more familiar with their parents. Arthur and Molly..."

Dumbledore interrupted him in time: "You know, when you get older, you always like to talk about the past."

"Let's talk about this mouse."

Loren swallowed the candy, "When I first saw the mouse, I saw something very similar to the cat that Professor McGonagall transformed into."

Dumbledore's face straightened and he became serious. "You mean that rat is also an Animagus?"

"I think so." Loren began to add the information he knew: "The mouse has been in Ron's house for more than ten years. It was once Percy's pet."

"It is not a friendly move for a wizard to hide in someone else's home." Dumbledore's tone was unconsciously majestic.

"Are we going to arrest him?"

"No, we'd better not alarm him for now."

Dumbledore spoke his thoughts, "An evil wizard has been hiding for more than ten years. We can't be sure whether he has done anything to the Weasley family. If he causes irreparable harm to Ron or others, it will be difficult for us to accept."

The magical world is amazing, with strange curses and dark magic emerging one after another. More than ten years is enough time to plant the curse on the entire Weasley family. Dumbledore's worries are justified.

"But..." Loren was very anxious now. He knew the whole story, but he couldn't say it out loud.

Dumbledore thought that Loren simply wanted to catch the bad guy first. He already had a plan in mind: "Now, I have a task for you."

As he spoke, Dumbledore waved his wand, and a star flew from the window and landed on his palm. A warm yellow glowing light floated in the palm of the old man's hand.

Loren noticed that Dumbledore's hands were a little rough, but not very wrinkled. He didn't look very old, but rather as strong and powerful as the hands of a man in his forties, even stronger than Grandpa Bates.

He held out his hand to Loren, who stupidly extended his right hand.

Stars fell on Loren's palm, and the light sank into the child's tender hand, like the moon falling into a quiet lake, and finally a coin-sized four-pointed star pattern appeared in Loren's palm.

"I need you to stick this star on the mouse in a way that is not noticeable." Dumbledore winked at Loren.

Loren finally accepted the task in a daze. As for what other plans he had, Dumbledore didn't say anything.

It was not until they walked some distance that Loren realized: This is just fooling the children, the key points are not mentioned at all.

"He's so cunning." Loren muttered.

It was not too late yet, and candles were still lit in the corridor.

Filch and Mrs. Norris will start their patrol in a while. Filch is the castle caretaker and Mrs. Norris is Filch's cat.

Today, the password for Gryffindor is "Pig Nose". In the common room, Ron is sitting on a chair in front of the fireplace, teaching Harry how to play wizard chess. Hermione is reading in the common room, and Gryffindor students from other grades are also gathering in groups, playing and studying.

Loren walked into the common room. Hermione looked up, then turned away with a sigh of relief.

Although this man had behaved badly and was not willing to forgive him yet, Hermione did not want Loren to really be expelled.

Here, Harry called Loren over to play. Loren was very interested in wizard chess, but he had other things to do now.

"Ron, remember when you wanted to turn your rat yellow, on the train?" Loren already had a plan.

"Yes, but it failed. Why are you talking about this?"

"I asked Professor McGonagall some questions about the Transfiguration spell. I can try it now. Can I borrow your mouse?"

Ron was a little hesitant, as he liked his pet very much. But after Loren took out a handful of lemon sherbet, Ron thought it was normal to lend a pet to a friend.

Loren took the mouse in a pretentious manner.

Banban was sleeping soundly and didn't react. It looked like an ordinary mouse, only slightly larger than Loren's palm.

Feeling the soft and warm touch of the flesh on his hands through the sparse short hair, Loren had a feeling that if he squeezed it hard, he could squeeze the bones of the mouse out of its flesh and blood.

There was an impulse in his heart, tempting him to pinch it further.

Exhaling to shake off the inexplicable feeling, Loren pretended, "Daisies, sweet cream, and sunshine, turn this fat mouse yellow."

The mouse didn't react at all and continued sleeping.

Loren returned the mouse: "It doesn't look good."

"If you ask me, there's something wrong with the spell. We can't use it."

Ron happily stuffed the lemon Sherbet into his mouth and gave Harry a few. "Let's play wizard chess!"

"You two go on, I'll take a look first." Loren sat down steadily.

I raised my hand and saw that the four-pointed star on the palm had disappeared.

Chapter 16 First Week Course

The first week was very busy for the freshmen.

There weren't many first-year courses at Hogwarts, and the homework was easy. I spent all my time getting familiar with the terrain of Hogwarts, especially the strange staircase, which had different patterns at different times.

Loren made a note in the morning that he should turn left after turning right, and when he applied this rule at noon, he was stuck on another disorderly staircase for nearly a quarter of an hour.

Little wizards were often seen wandering around the stairs, and Neville was particularly persecuted. However, he had already written to his family and asked them to send him a memory ball.

The freshmen asked for help from seniors, but were told that this was the tradition of Hogwarts and that the freshmen should explore on their own.

The Weasley twin brothers told everyone that there were many secret passages in the castle. They had previously spent time exploring several shortcuts, which came in handy whether they were in class or outings at night.

As for the secret passage, Loren remembered that it was near the Hufflepuff Common Room, where you could go directly to the kitchen by scratching the portrait. There was also the Room of Requirement on the 8th floor, but he hadn't had time to try them yet.

Herbology classes are held three times a week, and each time they are held with different colleges. This morning, there is another class. In the greenhouse behind the castle, the freshmen, led by Professor Sprout, are transplanting a kind of sour-smelling fungus.

Loren and Hermione were in the same group. Hermione had memorized the textbook long ago and listened to the class carefully. Loren held his thigh, and the two of them completed the task quickly and cooperated happily.

Few people were willing to follow Hermione's instructions. She was very happy with the lesson and couldn't help but start to teach Loren a lesson: "If you change your bad, pranking hobby, we will become good friends."

"I try my best!"

Loren spoke loudly, but his voice quickly faded away. "But sometimes I just can't control it."

"So you already knew that the cat was Professor McGonagall, and you deliberately instigated me to go, go..." Hermione couldn't continue.

Loren looked at his nose and mouth as if it was none of his business: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Hermione was so angry that she pinched Loren's face with her muddy hands. Children are rich in collagen and it feels very good to touch.

"Hey, don't go too far!" Luo Li felt wronged and didn't dare to retaliate.

Hermione remembered that Professor McGonagall had called Lauren to her office. "Did Professor McGonagall teach you a lesson last night?"

"No, we talked about some things. I can't tell you now, but you'll know later." Loren didn't say anything else. Although Hermione was very curious, she was also smart and didn't ask any more questions.

That's the end of the matter.

During lunch, Lauren saw Professor McGonagall call the three older Weasley children, Percy and the twins.

A senior student said that the twins might have gotten into trouble again. Ron gloated over it and laughed happily. He was really a brotherly couple.

In the afternoon, there was a spell class, and Professor Filius Flitwick was the head of Ravenclaw College. He was short and had to stand on a pile of books to reach the table.

When Professor Flitwick called the roll before class, he fell to the ground in excitement. "Harry Potter, oh, the famous Harry Potter!"

Professor Flitwick had lived through Voldemort's dark days, and he had great faith in Dumbledore, was grateful to Harry for ending the turmoil, and had great respect for Harry's parents.

Harry was a little embarrassed by this.

After making a fool of himself, other students began to look down on this fighting master.

But when Professor Flitwick started teaching, all students dared not look down on this short professor. He could always clearly answer any questions you had about spells, and he knew the origins of various spells like the back of his hand.

The first class started with the Luminescent Charm, and only a few people's wands could emit a faint light.

Hermione's light was the most obvious, earning another 5 points for Gryffindor. Although she was a Gryffindor, she still became Professor Flitwick's favorite student.

Loren mingled in and paddled. As the course had just started, he didn't dare to step out of line. He chatted with the people around him while paddling and got along well with the few people he knew.

Harry only half understood the theoretical part, but after a few classes, he found that other people were in the same situation as him, so he relaxed and was no longer nervous.

He couldn't think of how he would face the ridicule of his uncle's family if he was really fired.

Ron's wand was so broken that the unicorn hair core was exposed, so the spell casting process was not smooth. This actually showed that Ron had a talent that he himself could hardly detect. With a broken wand, he could still use some magic and keep up with the course progress.

Neville followed the group reluctantly. His favorite class was Herbology. To tend herbs, you didn't need any talent or brains, just patience, and Neville had plenty of patience.