I, the Dark Lord, will definitely be a good principal!

Angel returned to his dormitory alone, packed his bag, and prepared to head to the auditorium.

After dinner, Dumbledore's first lesson will begin.

"By the way, why don't you ever cut your hair?" Vold asked, somewhat puzzled.

He had always thought Angel was just lazy, but then Angel started messing with his bangs...

And all sorts of essential oils I bought in Diagon Alley during the summer vacation...

Angel ladled himself a spoonful of beef stew with potatoes: "Because of the art style... she looks like a little girl now only because this body is only twelve years old. It'll be fine in a few years!"

“It won’t get any better…” Vold never wanted to hear anyone say he was like a little girl again. “I think you’ve been led astray by Lucius.”

"What do you know? This is called elegance that never goes out of style."

"...?"

"And besides, there might be some causal laws involved here," Angell said, switching into his persuasive mode.

Based on his familiarity with Angor, Vold instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

—Anger's tone suggests he's about to start saying something nonsensical.

If he can remain completely silent, Angell will find it boring after saying a few words.

"Think back, weren't Voldemort's side all dressed in black and in tattered clothes?"

“…No, not really.” Vold couldn’t help but say.

Lucius and Narcissa were not dressed in black at all. Most of the Death Eaters in the past were relatively wealthy, so they would not have dressed in rags.

However, Narcissa was indeed dressed entirely in black during this period.

"I'm talking about movies, which are basically all black, but in short, you've definitely heard the saying that good looks are justice. So, to prevent myself from being defeated by some strange causal law, I need to make sure my looks completely outshine the main characters!"

vold: "...?"

What kind of twisted logic and heresy is this?

"But what does that have to do with you not getting a haircut?"

"Well... do you really think this face, and my physical condition, are suitable for that kind of imposing and domineering art style?"

vold fell into deep thought.

Well... wasn't it true that you weren't determined to ignore Angell's words?

Ten minutes later, Angel finished his breakfast, left the Great Hall, and headed to Dumbledore's office.

His class schedule was given to him by Dumbledore himself this morning after breakfast.

His schedule became quite simple; Charms, Transfiguration, and Defense Against the Dark Arts all disappeared from his schedule.

Now, Angor only needs to take classes in Herbalism, Potions, History of Magic, and Astronomy.

And every weekday evening at seven o'clock, Angle needs to go to Dumbledore's office—in other words, he doesn't need to attend astronomy classes anymore.

Because astronomy classes can only be held at night.

Dumbledore also told Angle that if he was surpassed in the subsequent exams, he would have to go back to class.

Even so, he said it in a joking tone.

In Dumbledore's eyes, Ingres was a genius like Snape, like himself, and like Tom Riddle back then. For people like them, Hogwarts' courses were no different from enlightenment.

They could even modify textbooks and rank students during their school years... so how could that possibly stump them?

Standing in front of Dumbledore's office, Angle looked somewhat helpless.

"Butter peanut brittle".

The stone monster parted to the sides, and a spiral staircase appeared in front of Angor.

As Angle walked up the stairs, he thought that if anyone wanted to sneak into Dumbledore's office while he was away, they could just grab the Honeyduke's inventory list, read it aloud, and they'd be able to get in by giving the correct password.

Just like someone complained before, if you want to enter the Slytherin common room, as long as you find the right place and say words like "pure-blood," "honor," or "noble," you can always make that stone door open...

It fits the stereotype perfectly.

There are too many slots but no mouth.

Ascending the spiral staircase, Ingres entered Dumbledore's office.

This wasn't his first time here, but this time it felt completely different.

Opposite Dumbledore's desk, there was an additional desk, piled high with thick books that looked quite old.

Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk when he saw Angor enter. A smile appeared on his face: "Very punctual, Angor."

“I checked the time before I came, Professor.”

"Hmm...not bad, very good..."

"Sit down quickly, this is your desk."

Angor sat down behind the extra desk and looked at Dumbledore.

Behind Dumbledore, many portraits showed puzzled expressions as they looked at Ingres.

"I heard you had a conflict with that senior investigator today?" Dumbledore asked with a smile, seemingly unconcerned about the matter.

Angor recalled how Ron had talked about Umbridge, and then imitated him—

"I really don't understand, why does she care about our hair and clothes? Does making sure we're all perfectly groomed mean that Hogwarts has a high level of teaching quality?"

"Being too demanding about these things and wasting time actually lowers the quality of teaching!"

Dumbledore sighed helplessly: "That's true... alas... it seems the Ministry of Magic is determined to do this."

"Magic circles... This is truly a complex subject. Let me think, where should I begin?"

“Angol, you once said that you were interested in the Muggle financial industry, and even had the idea of ​​opening a second wizard bank. So, do you know anything about geometry?”

Angell was somewhat puzzled, but nodded nonetheless: "I've read some books."

"Approximately how bad?"

“I can understand university textbooks,” Angell said honestly.

His actual skill level is about this, but it's not that he can't continue learning, it's that there's no need for him to.

"That makes things much easier!" Dumbledore clapped his hands, seemingly very pleased.

"It's very difficult to get started with magic circles, so in the past, the teaching method was usually to have students start by drawing simple magic circles... You're right, that's how potions classes are taught."

"It's enough for students to know how to make potions, but the principles behind potion making... that's a subject that those who can understand will naturally understand, and those who can't understand won't understand no matter how much you explain it."

"I don't think I should say that to you; it would be a waste of your talent."

A buzz of discussion arose from the portraits behind Dumbledore.

But Dumbledore ignored them, as did Ingres.

"From a mathematical and geometric perspective, the shapes of magic circles often have a high degree of symmetry. For example, a circular magic circle—a circle itself has countless axes of symmetry, and this symmetry is a very important property in mathematics."

“From a geometric point of view, a circle can be seen as a set of points that are equidistant from a fixed point. In the case of a magic circle, this symbolizes a stable and uniform distribution of power.”

Angel nodded, completely agreeing with Dumbledore's statement.

Dumbledore was also watching Ingres's expression as he spoke.

After discovering that Ingres was adapting well, Dumbledore suddenly felt a sense of enjoyment in teaching.

That's great... He finally doesn't have to be so restrained by the students' brain capacity when he speaks!