HP: Let professors walk towards the light

"Your master is a wise and righteous man. He protects the entire Black family. And you have done a good job. Leave the rest to us."

Hermalena took the necklace and even squatted down to touch Kreacher's head.

A lowly house-elf?

"Miss, can you really help old Kreacher fulfill his master's last wish? Can you really bring the master back?" Kreacher kept wiping his tears with his dry hands.

“Nothing is impossible.”

……

After getting Slytherin's locket, we left the Black mansion and saw a familiar person on Grimmauld Place Avenue - Dumbledore.

"It looks like I'm a little late and you've already got it, Severus." He smiled so hard that the wrinkles on his face were squeezed.

I threw the locket to him, and Hermalena looked at me with some disapproval, which I didn't quite understand.

"Can I study it carefully?" Dumbledore had a smile on his face, but I noticed that although he was asking me, he kept deliberately glancing at Hermalena.

"She is the student I told you about who was attacked by the Ravenclaw Diadem." I had to introduce her to him.

Dumbledore walked forward, stared at her with scrutinizing eyes, and slowly said, "I know this may be offensive, but I still want to ask how you were attacked."

I did tell Hermalena about this, but because there were so many things to do at the end of the semester, I just mentioned it. I hope the story she made up doesn't disappoint me.

She looked at me and I nodded as if nothing had happened.

"Well, actually, as I look back on it, it wasn't a very good experience, sir."

She frowned slightly and said seriously, "You know, since my parents passed away, those wizarding families who curry favor with the powerful have almost forgotten the existence of Talros. I don't want the efforts of my family ancestors to go to waste, so I have been looking for ways to make my family prosperous. I thought I would have a new beginning after coming to Hogwarts, but the fact is that I can only follow Parkinson and Malfoy and be their follower. Dad would not want to see me like this, so I don't want Talros to become a vassal of other families."

"That day I went to the eighth floor. I wanted to find a quiet place to be by myself, but I heard a strange voice, a very low voice. It said that it could fulfill my wish, make me stronger, and gain power over others. I knew I shouldn't believe it, but I don't know why when I regained consciousness, I had been taken back to Professor Snape's office."

If I hadn't known the truth, I would have almost believed it. I didn't expect her to be so good at making up stories. If she tells me lies like this in the future, won't I also be fooled by her?

Oh, and I can use Legilimency on her, I'm pretty good at it. Wait, Legilimency?

Oh no, Dumbledore -

"I'm sorry for what happened to you, kid. After all, we promised that Hogwarts is the safest place in the world. But although desire is a good thing and can be your motivation, you can't let it become your handle, otherwise there will be incredible consequences."

It seems that Dumbledore didn't seem to be suspicious? Was it unnecessary or...

"Thank you, sir. Professor Snape has educated me and I have the honor of receiving a week's detention for my unguardedness."

Why don't I remember punishing you? Isn't it because someone's magic power is overdrawn and he keeps staying in my office?

"Your professor is indeed such a person..."

What did you say, old bee?

"...Uh, I mean, he's doing this for your own good. Kid, if you encounter this kind of situation in the future, you must tell us immediately."

"Okay, I understand. I will be obedient."

Very good, your acting is great, as a reward you will be given a week of detention at the start of the school term.

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"How are you going to bring Regulus' body back?" The locket has been taken away by Old Bee, which means we are not needed for the follow-up work.

"Don't worry, I know a better person to help us complete this task, but it will take a while."

"why?"

I somehow felt that she was in an unspeakable state of distress. Was there something she couldn't tell me?

"A little...personal reason."

Something is... not right. What's going on? Why do I sometimes see sadness and pity in her eyes? Is she pitying me? Could it be...

"In the life you experienced, what was my final outcome?"

I ask her.

"After Dumbledore died, you replaced him as the headmaster of Hogwarts. You asked McGonagall and Hagrid to communicate with the centaurs and giants respectively, and contacted the werewolves. Through Lupin, I knew he was a werewolf. You even contacted foreign wizards to support Hogwarts. Before I died, you had been fighting against the Death Eaters in the school and protecting the safety of the students. I think if I could survive to the end, I would definitely see the scene of Hogwarts' victory."

Lie, I take it back, the acting was fake. Defending Hogwarts? Funny. I think I know where I'm going, but I hope it's a satisfying death.

"You will see—you will."

"Well, definitely."

She looked at me and smiled again, and her smile was so ugly.

"Do you want to cook a little?"

"what?"

"The explanation I told Dumbledore was that because you had come into contact with a Horcrux, it is possible that you could sense the same aura as the Horcrux, so I brought you here."

I looked at her.

"But I just remembered something important - Dumbledore is also a master of Legilimency. Maybe what you just said didn't make him suspicious, but in order to prevent any trouble, I think I should teach you Occlumency. If you learn fast enough, maybe you can give you Legilimency for free."

"Now that the Horcrux has been handed over to Dumbledore, we should make the most of the rest of the holiday, how about that?"

I looked at her somewhat troubled expression and inexplicably felt in a good mood.

"Is this... necessary to be taught?" She was still hesitant.

"Of course you can choose to refuse, but if Dumbledore suddenly has an idea and wants to look through your brain and finds something unusual, I won't help you explain it."

"Ah... then, how about... learning?"

"Very good. Then, where do you want to be taught? My requirement is a place that is absolutely quiet and where I can concentrate."

"Why don't you come to Tallos Manor? There's no one at home and I can make the house elves shut up. It must be quiet."

Very well, then—it is decided.

The old dean's first closed disciple.