Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

After being interrupted twice, Dumbledore is finally able to continue the story of the Savior.

"Twelve years ago, when Tom was wreaking havoc in England, a prophet suddenly came to me and spoke a prophecy."

Dumbledore's eyes were full of memories, "The man with the power to conquer the Dark Lord approached... Born into a family that defeated the Dark Lord three times... Born at the end of the seventh month... the Dark Lord marked him as a rival , but he possesses powers that the Dark Lord does not understand...one must die at the hands of the other, because both cannot live, only one survives...the one who has the power to conquer the Dark Lord will be the seventh Born at the end of the month..."

Mo Bai put his hand on his chin, "Harry Potter is this person?"

"Actually, there are two eligible candidates. One is Harry and the other is Neville Longbottom. Their birthdays are only one day apart, both at the end of July."

Neville?

A chubby, naive face appeared in his mind.

So this kid is also a savior candidate?

"But the prophecy said that 'the Dark Lord marked him as a strong enemy'" Mo Bai tilted his head thinking, "So Voldemort himself chose Harry, and unfortunately he was killed?"

"What if he had chosen Neville?"

Mo Bai looked at the old man with more interest.

Dumbledore shrugged, "Maybe it will end the same way, or maybe he will succeed. Harry survived and will destroy him in the future."

"Who knows."

"But..." He looked down at the notebook in his hand, "We all know that this prophecy is not over yet, isn't it?"

"Indeed," Mo Bai also looked at the notebook, "Voldemort is obviously not dead. Horcruxes, although crooked, are indeed useful."

The two were silent for a while, obviously thinking about Voldemort.

Dumbledore is obviously worried that the wizarding world may be shrouded in the shadow of the Dark Lord in the future.

But Mo Bai thought much simpler, find this guy and kill him.

The other party obviously marked Harry as a strong enemy. He was Hermione's good friend, and he was his own good friend after rounding up.

When a good friend is in trouble, he still wants to help.

Besides, if the other party is messing around at Hogwarts every year, how can he and Hermione fall in love with peace of mind?
After a while, Mo Bai broke the silence.

"Just because of this prophecy, you want to train Harry to be a wizard in his own right?"

Dumbledore nodded.

He looked at the basilisk with only its head sticking out, can that silly boy Harry handle this thing?
Even he took a lot of effort to subdue him.

Dumbledore smiled, "I believe in Harry, he has extraordinary wisdom and courage, and he has companions who trust him."

companion?

Mo Bai keenly caught the key words, and looked at Dumbledore with a little unkindness in his eyes.

"You don't want to involve Hermione, do you?"

Dumbledore sighed, "I know you care about him very much, but Bai, the girl Hermione is not a flower in a greenhouse, she will experience wind and rain sooner or later, and, "

He looked down at Mo Bai, "Aren't you there?"

That is true.

Mo Bai nodded, he understood this truth, and Hermione would not like being unconditionally protected by his wings, what he wanted was an eagle that could fly with him, not a canary locked in a cage.

and many more……

Mo Bai suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man.

"You won't have a good relationship with Harry through Hermione, and I can't watch Hermione take risks, so you want me to be Harry's bodyguard by the way."

Dumbledore said nothing, just smiled.

"I'm ugly to say before, I only protect my Hermione, I don't care if Harry lives or dies."

Dumbledore looked at the awkward Mobai, a smile flashed in his eyes, "I believe you."

Mo Bai rolled his eyes.

"Okay, but how can our savior successfully 'find' the secret room by himself? He is now a fool who only knows how to laugh and have fun every day."

Don't forget to arrange Dumbledore, "With your old Deng's thick and dark head, surely you won't tell him directly 'you are the savior, I will give you a trial', and then kick him in front of the basilisk, right? "

He folded his arms and tilted his head to look at the basilisk.

"Of course not, we need to fake a 'victim' and raise their morale."

Dumbledore stroked his beard and looked at Mobai's back with a smile on his lips.

"Indeed," Mo Bai was still thinking, "If someone close to them is victimized, they will definitely investigate to the end with their temperament, and they are the kind of reckless ones..."

Speaking of this, he pondered for a while that something was wrong, and finally noticed the strange eyes of the old man.

He turned his head suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face, "You don't mean me, do you?"

Dumbledore smiled, "You are a very good candidate, aren't you?"

"Didn't you still ask me to protect Harry?"

"But I don't want Harry to know," Dumbledore said more seriously, "Through my observation, I found that Harry has a little dependence on you, which is not a good sign."

"He may face dangerous situations alone in the future, or even face Voldemort alone. I hope his first thought is to solve the problem by himself instead of asking you for help."

"Also, you already know where the secret room is, and you can't play the role of experience when you are by his side."

Mo Bai twitched his lips and said yes.

You still want to train Harry to be a savior with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor, right?
Not only does he have to be a babysitter, but he also has to remain anonymous, right?

"I can promise you, but not for nothing."

He looked up at the old man, "You have to promise me two conditions."

"Okay." Dumbledore laughed.

"First of all," Mo Bai raised a finger.

"I want the right to Apparate at Hogwarts."

He could go where he wanted to go in an instant, but he still had to walk on two legs. He was too annoyed by the Hogwarts rule that he couldn't change shape.

"Okay," Dumbledore agreed without thinking, "but you can't be discovered by others, and you can't break into the girls' dormitory."

"I'm not a pervert." Mo Bai rolled his eyes.

"Secondly, I want that..."

Dumbledore looked at him in surprise and pointed to the notebook in his hand.

"What do you want it for?"

Mo Bai raised the corner of his mouth, "Since it's a trial, why don't we make a final boss?"

"What do you want to do?"

The boy directly sucked the notebook over with the Flying Curse, "I think, just return it to its original owner."

Seeing Dumbledore's worried eyes, Mo Bai waved his hands, "Don't worry, I just want to punish you a little, and I won't kill anyone."

With a twist of the wrist, the notebook rotates in the palm of the hand.

"Either you let me educate him once, or I keep targeting him until graduation. Which do you think is better, old Dengtou?"

Dumbledore sighed, knowing that it was impossible for a young man to let it go so easily.

Good luck to you, Draco.