Chapter 234
: Not Discovering Is Even More Terrifying
Chapter 234: Not Discovering Is Even More Terrifying
"Then I guess you now know how stupid your actions are?" Madam Pomfrey said seriously, "You are still young and have a lot of room to grow. Don't rush to defeat an adult wizard."
"Yes, I understand. I'm so sorry," Vader said.
His attitude was so good and sincere that Madam Pomfrey couldn't even start scolding him. In the end, the school doctor just gave him a few mild reprimands and left in a hurry.
There are still a few little wizards in the ward who have not been discharged yet!
As the stairs automatically rotated and descended, Dumbledore in the office also visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
Vader raised his hand and was about to knock on the door when he heard Dumbledore say, "Come in, Vader."
He walked in and saw that the principal's office was as mysterious as ever. There was a meditation basin on the shelf next to it, with silver mist swirling inside.
On the wall, portraits of past principals were snoring softly, and it was unclear whether they were really asleep or just pretending to be asleep.
Wade had read in the book that these portraits of the headmaster had a mysterious contract with the school. The magic of Hogwarts provided the power for their survival. At the same time, no matter what kind of people these portraits were in their lifetime, as portraits they had to provide assistance to the current headmaster.
Of course, an unrecognized "headmaster" like Umbridge was not covered by the contract.
At this moment, Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped them, then said wearily:
"Poppy is one of the people I can't handle the most. Luckily, she likes you very much."
A soft humming sound came from the side. Wade turned his head and saw Fox, whose feathers had completely turned golden red, flapping its wings on the shelf.
He hadn't seen the phoenix when he entered the room just now, but he didn't know when it landed on the branch.
"Oh, yes." Dumbledore smiled, "Fawkes likes you very much, too."
"You like the puppet pet I made, right?" Wade complained, and then said, "Professor Dumbledore, I came here to ask, how much do you know about Professor Abigail?"
"I guess you want to talk about this too." Dumbledore blinked. "I heard that you had a very warm welcome ceremony yesterday."
"Yeah," Wade said, "My bones were almost broken. I've never encountered a wizard who fights so well."
"Honestly, you surprised me too."
Dumbledore said, waving his wand and two boxes of pink ice cream appeared on the table.
"But while we're chatting, we can enjoy some delicious food."
Vader picked up one of the boxes and asked, "Has she trained with the Muggle Army?"
In order to avoid being confused by Dumbledore, he asked directly.
"Yes, Not Bad."
Dumbledore took a bite of ice cream and squinted his eyes slightly because of the cold. After a moment, he said, "Professor Abigail has a rich and colorful life experience. She is also a rare wizard who knows Muggles very well. She has lived in Muggle society for many years."
The principal looked at the students who were holding ice cream and listening to him attentively, smiled and said, "But I can't reveal other people's privacy. If you want to know the details, let Professor Abigail tell you herself after you are familiar with her."
Wade opened the lid and scooped a spoonful. After hesitating for a moment, he looked up and asked, "Do you know if she might have a gun? A Muggle gun?"
"I know. This is Professor Abigail's personal habit. Just like we always carry wands with us, otherwise we can't feel at ease."
Dumbledore said, "I can assure you that Professor Abigail will not use such weapons on her students, and unlike your first two professors, she is a reliable person."
--Really?
Vader looked at him suspiciously. "And I think it wouldn't hurt to teach the students about Muggle weapons."
Dumbledore continued, "In fact, Professor Abigail has asked me to let you see the power of Muggle weapons in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."
"Do you agree?"
"of course."
"But..." Wade was silent for a moment, then said, "As far as I know, a pistol is only the most insignificant of Muggle weapons..."
"So Professor Abigail also got some special... um, surprises."
Dumbledore said casually: "You must not only learn to guard against the harm of dark creatures, but also learn to guard against the methods of Muggles."
Wade was a little surprised.
In the original plot, Dumbledore never had such an idea. Everyone in that story had an invisible arrogance and contempt for Muggles, and the two worlds were almost isolated.
Was it Professor Abigail who made him feel this was necessary?
Or……
"Professor." Wade raised his head and asked, "Did you encounter any problems during your previous investigation?"
Dumbledore looked at him, but couldn't see his expression through the lenses.
After a long moment he said, "We didn't find much, son."
"No... discovery?" Wade's eyebrows twitched slightly.
"Yeah... this is more terrifying than discovering anything."
Dumbledore sighed, "We thought that if we couldn't trace it with magic, then maybe there would be some clues among the Muggles... but there are nothing."
"There are no witnesses, no rumors, and we even had a Muggle check the surveillance camera at the airport, but found nothing."
"Our enemies... they have infiltrated deeply among the Muggles, so they can erase all traces. In this regard, we are far behind."
There was an exhaustion and worry in Dumbledore's voice that he could not hide.
But then, seeing the childish face of the boy in front of him, he immediately realized his laxity and immediately hid all his emotions.
"That's unusual, you see... most wizards know nothing about Muggles, let alone their technological developments."
Dumbledore continued in a calm tone, "We need to find a new direction for our investigation, or wait for their next move. As long as they do something, they will leave traces. As long as it doesn't take too long, we will definitely find something."
More than a year had passed since the Muggle couple realized the problem, so it was difficult to find talent.
If it took days or even weeks, Dumbledore would have been able to track down those subtle traces.
Scamander is also a master in this regard.
Wade did not doubt this, but after walking out of the principal's office, he looked back at the gradually fading lights, and a heavy sense of worry still arose in his heart.
(End of this chapter)