Settle at Hogwarts

The man in the portrait paused, and then continued: "You are probably not yet an adult. No one in the family would like such a young partner."

Tabor shook his head quickly: "Sorry, I didn't know this place was so important."

"Oh, it's not your fault. Since you walked in, you are qualified to look at any book here."

Tabor blinked, but still couldn't hold it back: "Um, can I ask, has anyone outside the Dumbledore family come in before?"

"Oh, there's nothing that can't be said. The last person who came in was the partner of this generation of family head. Although he is a man, I have to say that they are both excellent. It's a pity that they fell out in the end."

"Grindelwald?" Tabor tentatively said a last name.

"Ah, yes. If they can stay together, they will definitely bring huge changes to the world. I have never seen two young wizards who are so compatible and equally talented. I still remember the two of them once sitting Beside that bookshelf, discussing various things together."

While listening to the people in the portrait talking about the stories of Grindelwald and Dumbledore, Tabor walked to the bookshelf he was talking about.

As he approached, Tabor saw a black-covered notebook signed a.dg.g.

Without hesitation, Tabor took the book out of the bookshelf, sat on the floor and opened it carefully.

I saw a golden Deathly Hallows symbol painted on the title page.

Below it reads: For the greater good——ad

After Tabor sighed, he quickly flipped through the notebook, which contained detailed records of the two top wizards, their youthful aspirations for revenge, and their expectations for the future.Of course, some scattered improvement spells were also recorded on it.

Tabor even saw the method of concluding a blood pact on one of the pages.

"Huh, what a genius and bold idea." Tabor put the notebook back to its original position and leaned quietly against the bookshelf.

After reading this note, he really felt a little excited: "If it can really succeed, it will be a very good ending!"

"Unfortunately."

"What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that the second and fifth boys will not end well." Tubo said his thoughts smoothly, only to realize that the person who had just asked the question was actually Professor Dumbledore.

"Professor, you are back. Are things going well?"

"Of course, what about you? Did you get anything?"

Tabor glanced at the notebook he had just put back and nodded seriously: "It's a great harvest."

"Okay then, let's go. Let's go have lunch together."

Tubber followed Dumbledore out of the basement and felt a hand on his shoulder.

The next moment, he appeared near the familiar Chinatown.

Tabor looked at the pajamas he was wearing, and reluctantly used a transformation technique to turn it into a short coat.

"what do you want to eat?"

Tabor glanced at the hot pot restaurant that had been open for many years.

"Hot pot? It's not bad. But the owner of this store seems to have returned to China, and the current store manager has been replaced."

Tubber tilted his head and glanced at Dumbledore, feeling that he knew too much.

"Let's go."

Dumbledore and Tubb walked into the store, only to find that the place was completely different from before.

The large pots that were placed on each table were all replaced by small pots for single use, and the number of people dining there was also much larger. At least now the two of them did not see an empty table.

"Hello, do you need a meal? There are a lot of people now. If you don't mind, I can help you ask if anyone is willing to share a table." A very young woman came over enthusiastically.

Dumbledore did not object: "Tubo, what do you think?"

Tabor felt keenly that Dumbledore's tone seemed to be somewhat tentative.I guess he wanted to see his attitude towards Muggles after reading that notebook.

"Of course, I'd love to meet more people."

"Sir, please wait a moment, I'll go and ask."

Tubbo and Dumbledore stood there waiting.

Tubo looked at Dumbledore and suddenly thought that if Grindelwald was standing here now, all the Muggles occupying the seats would be guilty in his eyes.

"Hello, please come with me. There is also a father and son at the table over there. I think you will have a lot of chatting."

Tabor almost choked on his own saliva. He had black hair and black eyes, and he looked nothing like Dumbledore!

If Axel knew that his son was regarded as belonging to someone else's family just because of a hot pot meal, he would probably feel very uncomfortable.

Just as Tabor was about to explain, he suddenly felt that he was just a stranger. If he misunderstood, just let it go. There was no need to explain anything.

"This is it. What pot base do you two want? In addition to the traditional hot pot flavor, we also have cheese pot and chocolate pot."

Tabor glanced at Dumbledore and still chose his favorite spicy pot base.

Dumbledore chose the cheese pot.

"No wonder there are so many people here. This new boss is smarter than the previous one!" Tabor sighed.

He has found that many people here choose cheese or chocolate hot pot bases. This flavor of hot pot is obviously more popular among the locals.

"Yes, the kid is right. This store is very famous recently." After the man agreed, he happily stuffed the cheese-covered shrimp into his mouth.

When Tabor's spicy pot base was brought to the table, it obviously attracted the attention of the two people at the same table.

"Dad! This brother's pots are so beautiful, they are all red." The little boy innocently pointed to the pot in front of Tabor and said,

The man frowned: "It smells spicy."

Tabor skillfully poured his favorite vegetables into the pot, then picked up his chopsticks and stirred them a few times, then waited silently.

When he looked up, he saw Dumbledore holding a piece of bread, dipping it in the pot and enjoying it with ease.

"Professor, you don't come here often. I feel like you are very familiar with this place."

Dumbledore shook his head: "I've been here once or twice. I remember telling you that there are some very good sweets here. Oh, do you want to try them?"

Tabor didn't refuse, but he still felt that the cheese fondue was a bit too greasy.

It's just that in the eyes of the father and son at the same table, someone like Dumbledore who munched on cheese was far more normal than Tubb.

Despite the two people looking at each other as if they were looking at magical animals, Tubo finally filled his stomach and quickly pulled Dumbledore, who had finished his meal, out of the restaurant.