Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 38 The Lion's Confusion

"Dumbledore, Quirrell is too messy."

In the principal's office, Professor McGonagall sternly said, "Two grades are in class together, and the courses are chaotic. What kind of quality is there in this kind of teaching?"

Dumbledore nodded with a smile, motioned Professor McGonagall to eat some of the biscuits on the plate, and was not in a hurry to say anything.

"Dumbledore, you need to express your opinion. The semester has just begun, and there is still time for a replacement." Professor McGonagall said dissatisfied.

"Calm down, Meg."

Dumbledore had to speak, but his words were still very flat.

"Why did you tell me to calm down?"

Professor McGonagall's voice was a little softer, but he was still dissatisfied, "Four colleges, four attitudes, two teaching methods, this is only the senior grade, if..."

He didn't finish his words, but he shook his head slightly, which explained Professor McGonagall's attitude.

"I think he's doing a good job, McGonagall."

Dumbledore rubbed his temples, he looked a little tired, but he still insisted on speaking.

"Lessons for Ravenclaws, especially senior ones, don't need to be taught in detail, so there's nothing wrong with being rough, while Hufflepuffs are just the opposite. They need to be treated carefully."

Professor McGonagall froze for a moment. From this point of view, there is indeed no problem.

"But what about Slytherin and Gryffindor?" she asked unwillingly.

"Slytherin is a bit special. During the interview, Quirrell mentioned the issue of pure blood magic power, so I think he is tapping the potential of Slytherin."

When Professor McGonagall heard this, his complexion suddenly became ugly-there was a strong pure-blood supremacy in this passage.

"Hey, Meg, calm down."

Dumbledore had to remind Professor McGonagall, "The fact is not discrimination, nor does it mean that he is from there. I am pure blood, and I can understand the difference."

Although Professor McGonagall is not a pure blood, he can understand the difference and nodded reluctantly, but his face is still not good.

"As for Gryffindors, we're all Gryffindors, we know what kind of professor we like, so...he's doing well, isn't he?"

Dumbledore asked back, but Professor McGonagall was obviously still immersed in the previous topic.

"Isn't he?" asked Professor McGonagall. "I mean, isn't he the one?"

"No."

Dumbledore shook his head in pain, and said, "I used to think so, but there are indications that he is not, so..."

"..."

Professor McGonagall fell silent, and the only sound in the room was the sound of Fox pecking his feathers.

"he came."

Dumbledore spoke suddenly, making the silent Professor McGonagall look up in surprise, "The castle told me that he is coming, but I can't find him. This is a problem that gives me a headache."

"If it's not Quirrell, it can only be among the students, freshmen?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"I do not know."

Dumbledore took a sip of the cloudy drink in front of him, "I'm getting old, and I'm always in a bad mood. I even suspected Snape..."

"Maybe you need to rest, sorry, I disturbed you because of Quirrell's teaching." Rarely, a trace of remorse flashed across Professor McGonagall's face.

"You are the vice principal, this is your responsibility, you don't need to blame yourself."

Dumbledore took another sip of the cloudy drink before he said, "I think he has become smarter. As far as I know, this is impossible, but it seems that something happened that I don't know."

Professor McGonagall nodded, and glanced at the book on the principal's desk, which exuded an evil atmosphere——【Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic】—it seemed that the principal had frequently consulted this book recently.

"Are you using a potion?"

When he looked away from the book and glanced at the cloudy drink in front of Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall asked in surprise.

"A little palliative, Snape can control the dose, don't worry." Dumbledore waved his hand, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic with Professor McGonagall.

"Is there anything I can do?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"of course."

Dumbledore said affirmatively, "You have to fulfill the duties of the vice-principal, and even take on part of the principal's duties. Just like before, you can do a good job."

Professor McGonagall nodded, he understood that Dumbledore was declining, but she couldn't think of what she could do in this matter.

That man is mysterious, cunning, evil and powerful. Except for Dumbledore, no one is his opponent. Professor McGonagall knows that he can't do it either.

"Okay, then I won't disturb your rest, Dumbledore, you should pay attention to rest."

In the farewell speech, Professor McGonagall couldn't help reminding.

"Of course, I cherish life very much."

Dumbledore nodded with a smile, but the tiredness between his brows could not be covered by a smile.

……

Office on the third floor.

"I don't quite understand, Professor."

Percy frowned and said, "Slytherin won't like me, the first grade is okay, the third grade students have already integrated into Slytherin."

Voldemort nodded. Of course he knew this, but he had his own purpose—to learn a foreign language well, he needed a corresponding environment, and the same was true for turning a lion into a snake.

"What am I going to do? Professor," Percy asked for help.

"The position of assistant professor has its own authority."

Voldemort got up and poured a glass of plain water for himself and Percy, "The next thing to do is to be fair and just, so they have no reason not to accept you."

"But I'm Gryffindor, a pure-blooded Slytherin..."

Before he could finish speaking, Voldemort interrupted: "You are also pure blood."

"Uh..." Percy was speechless for a moment.

"Slytherin worships pure blood, but also worships power and authority, so you really have nothing to worry about."

Voldemort said in relief, but this didn't make Percy relieved, he was still frowning.

"If you have any worries, speak up, maybe I can solve it." Voldemort said again.

"I do not know what to do."

Percy lowered his head and said in confusion, "In the academy, although everyone supports me as a prefect, I can see that they don't accept my discipline, and they think I'm too rigid."

Voldemort nodded. That was indeed a problem.

Percy's magical talent and strength are unquestionable, but he has a big problem with the application of power, that is, it is too rigid.

It has something to do with his character, and the person he admires—Barty Crouch, he admires the former head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, who is a vigorous and meticulous figure.

But obviously, his way cannot be tolerated in Hogwarts.

"I can't change you in essence through words, Percy, but I can give you some advice." Voldemort spoke after pondering.

Percy immediately raised his head and looked at Voldemort expectantly—he was really confused recently, and even wanted to find some books on rights, but he didn't know if it would be useful.

"Dumbledore has rights?" Voldemort asked.

"Of course, Mr. Dumbledore is the headmaster, and he is at Hogwarts..."

Voldemort waved his hand, interrupting him.

"What I'm asking is, does Principal Dumbledore have authority in the entire wizarding world?"

Percy blinked, then shook his head quickly - Dumbledore was just the headmaster, and his rights were in Hogwarts, not in the wizarding world.

"But he can affect the entire wizarding world, not just England, but even the whole of Europe, and even the whole world."

Voldemort had the same gleam in Percy's eyes as he said this.

"Power is only the smallest part of power." Voldemort said persuasively, "Leading others by relying on the power given by power is the most mediocre leader."

"Then...what should we rely on?" Percy asked impatiently, "Is it influence? Like the headmaster."

"Do not."

Voldemort shook his head firmly, then pointed his wand at his chest.

"It's the human heart, Percy. Only the human heart is the root of power."

　I've written some characters that may not be liked by so many people, such as Percy, such as Malfoy, and the future Dracula and his aunt, I'm trying to re-deconstruct Harry Potter, and in this world In the end, create a story that does not deviate from the original, but is exciting enough. Unfortunately, I don’t have a place to recommend it. Let’s continue to be hard steel, the road is long and the road is long...

　　


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