hp: D on the left and G on the right, am I the savior?

The light slowly faded, and Suning collapsed into his seat, panting heavily.

Dumbledore and McGonagall looked at each other and slowly sat down.

"Sweets can effectively relieve the fatigue caused by lack of magic power."

After that, a few pieces of chocolate appeared in front of the three people.

"Thank you Professor"

Suning picked up a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth in no time.

Soon, he felt the dizziness in his head eased a lot.

At this time, Dumbledore said softly:

"Actually, this isn't a complete Patronus spell."

“It should be said to be a prototype.”

"Because your patronus has not been formed."

“This situation is also very rare.”

"Maybe it's because you have too little magic power."

"Or maybe it's the happy and joyful memories..."

太少

Dumbledore looked at Suning deeply. What happy memories could a wandering child have?

Thinking of this, his tone softened:

"You don't have to worry about this now. Practice diligently in the future and you will be able to perform this magic naturally."

"Can practicing magic increase my magical power? Professor Dumbledore, what is magic?"

Suning asked curiously

He thought that magic power was similar to the true qi in those immortal cultivation novels in his previous life.

Unexpectedly, Dumbledore shook his head and said meaningfully:

"Yes, but you need to note that magic is just a generalization of it. Magic is... a kind of it. Please forgive me for not being able to tell you directly what it is, because that is my understanding of it, which may not be complete or biased. If you are interested in it, then in the following learning career, go and look for it, understand it, and comprehend it..."

Su Ning nodded thoughtfully. What Dumbledore said made a lot of sense.

Just like the Tao of the previous life, the Tao can be spoken, but it is not the real Tao.

Everyone’s understanding of the truth is different, and everyone’s understanding of magic... no, that “it” can naturally be different.

Different degrees of understanding lead to different levels of mastery.

Besides, what others have may not be suitable for you. Of course, there must be something suitable for you.

For example, magic

Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction. He could feel that Suning understood what he meant. (Suning: Laoliu stole the home!)

He was also very happy. He didn't expect Suning to pay attention to this point.

You know, children of Suning's age often have very strange and novel interests.

For example, why is there a lack of magic power, why eating chocolate can alleviate the lack of magic power, etc.

This is a good thing, so he doesn’t have to find an opportunity to tell Suning this later.

"Well, Professor McGonagall, I'll leave the rest of the time to you."

Dumbledore nodded to Professor McGonagall and began to eat the remaining chocolate on the table leisurely.

Seeing this, Professor McGonagall had no choice but to speak:

"Because you were admitted early and happened to miss most of this semester, and the next semester is the second half of the semester, so I want to hear your thoughts on whether you should follow the first-year wizards of this year or the next year. This will determine whether you want to attend the first semester."

In fact, Professor McGonagall's original plan was to have Suning attend a mini-semester from now until early September. This long period of time is enough to cultivate Suning's magical qualities, and also allow him to experience the warmth of love and make up for past traumas. When he reaches the age, he can naturally go to school normally.

However, Suning does not seem to need this small semester, a magic "patronus spell" proves himself

To cast the Patronus spell, you need love in your heart and talent.

A little ten-year-old child who can cast the Patronus Charm has already broken Professor McGonagall's minimum age limit for genius.

So, it seems that it is not impossible to give this little genius another option.

It's just that there are only 45 days left until the end of this semester, which is the Christmas dinner.

Professor McGonagall was a little worried about whether Suning could keep up with the progress.

Su Ning didn't think so much. If he remembered correctly, Harry Potter entered the school in 1991. If he entered the school with a new batch of young wizards next year, he would only be one year older than Harry Potter. How unsafe. If he had a choice, it would be better to be two years older.

“I want to follow the older brothers and sisters of this class.”

First-year students at Hogwarts can only enter school when they are 11 years old. Suning was originally supposed to enter school next year, so doesn't that mean that Suning is 10 years old this year?

So, there's nothing wrong with calling this class of first-grade wizards brothers and sisters, right?

It’s not that Suning is deliberately acting cute!

Professor McGonagall smiled with satisfaction, this was the pride that a little genius should have, and it was also good, it should give some motivation to those lazy bugs who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun.

Su Ningke didn't know how much Professor McGonagall thought of him. If he knew that Professor McGonagall regarded him as a "positive example" in the future, he would definitely blush and feel very uncomfortable.

"Well, let's see which college you will go to."

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore. Seeing Professor McGonagall looking at him, Dumbledore put down the pumpkin pie that had appeared in his hand and smiled kindly:

"Then we have the Sorting Hat."

Dumbledore took out his wand and pointed it at the nearby wall.

At this moment, a secret door suddenly appeared on the originally flat and smooth wall. The secret door slowly opened, revealing the scene inside. Behind the door was a stone pillar, on which was placed a strange object - a shabby, patched and dirty pointed wizard hat.

"Here comes the Sorting Hat"

Dumbledore gently pointed his wand at the Sorting Hat, and it flew in an arc onto the table.

The door on the wall also closed and everything returned to normal.

At this moment, there was a big snot bubble hanging on the Sorting Hat, and a faint snoring sound could be heard.

"Quick recovery"

Dumbledore stretched out his wand and popped the snot bubble.

"Snapped!"

"Ok?"

"Ha~ Well, a new batch of little wizards will be entering the school so soon. Why do I feel like I got so little sleep?"

The Sorting Hat complained a little about being disturbed, then quickly adjusted its mindset and prepared to start a new round of work.

"Albus, take me to the Great Hall, I'm ready!"

"Sorting Hat, I'm sorry to wake you up early. This time the situation is special. A young wizard has been admitted early, so please help him sort out the college, okay?"

Dumbledore flexed slightly and explained to the Sorting Hat:

This is his respect for the Sorting Hat and the four founders of Hogwarts.

"Oh, really? That's really interesting."

The Sorting Hat smacked its lips and did not ask any more questions. Instead, it performed its duties:

"Come on then, I'm ready"

Dumbledore looked at Suning and said kindly:

"Suning, pick up the Sorting Hat and put it on your head"

Suning naturally obeyed.

He put on the Sorting Hat with a little excitement.

Although it is different from the scene in the movie, he still wears a living Sorting Hat!

Come on, a living Sorting Hat!

"Huh? It's really interesting."

The Sorting Hat's somewhat surprised voice echoed throughout the principal's office. The portraits that were pretending to be asleep no longer cared to pretend to be asleep and all poked their heads out to look at the Sorting Hat.