HP: Let professors walk towards the light

[At that moment when we were at loggerheads but still protecting each other's hearts, were you in agreement with me in your heart for even a second?]

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"Professor? I'm sorry to bother you, Professor Green, I would like to ask you a question."

It's the Durmstrang school uniform.

Green withdrew his wandering thoughts and looked at the students in front of him.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class has ended and most of the students in the classroom have left, but there are still some people waiting for Green's free time.

The Triwizard Tournament was recently being held, and Durmstrang often took classes with Slytherin. Ever since they knew that his pseudonym was also from Durmstrang, students often came to him, and even the current headmaster Karkaroff had bothered him many times.

However, he was not unexpected and solved the problem of queuing easily, and by the way, he expressed his own theory of powerful wizards.

Although he was old and lying down, he still felt contempt for the cowardly wizarding society of today.

It's really shameful that he was scared like this by such a young boy.

The guy with the pigtail, tsk - there's nothing to say.

Harry Potter.

This name is so ordinary. Even if he were to name an owl, he wouldn't use such a...low-level name.

It's almost time for dinner, and as an old man, it's time for him to have a good rest. If you have any questions, you can go to young Professor Snape, and he will patiently answer you.

After getting rid of the chattering students, he finally returned to his office. Maybe he could get some sleep, and then in the evening, should he go have a cup of tea with the dear principal?

The leisurely fantasy stops at the corner in front of the office.

Because there was someone standing there whom he also didn't want to see much.

"Good day, Professor Green."

"It seems I can't escape your curious questions, Miss Tallos."

Green smiled the same way he always did, and the two of them entered the office together.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but as a middleman I think I need to know some answers."

Reina sat upright, with parchment in the big pocket of her wizard robe, and there seemed to be ink stains on her cuffs. Perhaps she came here to wait after class.

"Why not? At this age, the last thing you care about is time."

The words that sounded inexplicably meaningful made Lena feel particularly ironic. She lowered her eyes and smiled, then looked at Green again.

"I don't have any other ideas, it's just Potter's business... I really want to know if your doing this will endanger our plan?"

Green sat casually on his desk, playing with the horoscope beside him.

"I'm just an old man in his twilight years. How much of a stir can I possibly stir up? 'Adventure' is a term reserved for the young. Just think of it as a scoundrel's evil prank. I'm not interested in your frivolous plan to save the world."

"The professor's comments are as sharp as ever."

Reina, who already had an idea in mind, was obviously much more relaxed.

"But what you said doesn't seem entirely correct. After all, Headmaster Dumbledore is so old..."

"Oh, let him go; he is a well-known exception."

Green waved his hand and turned his head away, his funny tone making Reina laugh out loud.

"Okay, okay, I trust you very much, but I have one more thing to ask of you."

Green raised his chin, motioning her to continue.

"As a token of my gratitude for introducing you to the company, I hope you can do me a favor and save Cedric's life if necessary."

"Cedric of Diggory from sixth year?"

"Yes."

"I don't know if you're smart enough to trust me with someone else's life. Okay, I promise you."

"This is my thank you gift."

Reina took out a small box from the pocket containing the brown paper and placed it on the desk where Green was sitting.

Green accepted it happily, but did not open it immediately.

"You know I'm special, and I'm not bragging. If you don't want to see Dumbledore's death, perhaps you might consider participating instead of causing trouble."

Lena did not sit back in the chair, but stood facing Green. She clearly saw the emotion that flashed across Green's eyes, which was exactly what she had guessed.

"Lunchtime is almost over, so I should leave now. Good day again, Professor Green."

The last name in the address was pronounced with a distinct emphasis on Reina's.

Green picked up the small gift box beside him and watched Lena walk towards the door. He saw her hold the door handle, open it a crack, then stop and turn around.

"By the way, I really like your philosophy and even approve of it. If I were born in that era, I would look forward to becoming one of your members."

Her tone was sincere and her attitude was genuine. After hearing this, Grindelwald's expression softened a lot. He was facing the sun, and through the shadows, Lena seemed to see his real appearance.

I only heard him chuckle:

"Then you will definitely be a very capable assistant, but unfortunately, Herman and Wenda are enough for me."

At the same time, he opened the small box in his hand, revealing a simple black gem ring. He recognized the secret at a glance and held it up. Under the flickering sunlight, the gem emitted a green light.

"I'm sorry for not being able to protect him."

"Let go of irreversible things. Isn't it better to seize the opportunities in the present?"

"If you don't leave now, you'll miss your lunch." Green put the ring back.

"Thank you, and give my regards to Grandfather."

Lena gained a lot from this trip, she pushed open the door and walked out.

Green just snorted and said goodbye, then threw the gift box into the drawer.

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The Triwizard Tournament is imminent, but Harry still has no idea what to do.

"Harry, are you okay?"

After the Transfiguration class, Hermione hurried over with her books and caught up with Ron and Harry.

"No, and I feel like the adults are hiding something from me, which makes me even more upset."

"Does this mean you've discovered something?" Hermione asked.

Ron, who was standing by, glanced at the two of them and didn't say much.

Harry laughed at himself:

"Sirius has been writing to me every day lately, probably because of the tournament, but I can't understand what he's trying to say. I guess I know the least."

"I heard Sirius was injured."

Ron looked straight ahead, spoke in a calm tone, and had no expression on his face.

"What? Why is this happening?"

Hermione didn't know and looked at Ron in surprise, then glanced at Harry, but more importantly, she noticed that Ron was a little awkward.

"His letter said he went to meet a vicious guy and had an accident, but I didn't know he was injured. Ron, who told you that?"

Harry finally looked at Ron.

"Charlie said so. He came back from Romania... He asked me to remind you to be careful."

After saying that, Ron walked forward and shouted:

"If you don't hurry up, there will be no food!"