Settle at Hogwarts

"It's nothing. I just thought that I would graduate in 1942. Time flies so fast."

Slughorn looked at the junior in front of him: "It is indeed very fast, although I have asked you before. Do you still decide to stay in school in the future?"

"Of course, Professor. I don't change my mind easily."

Tubo thought very clearly that he was just an ordinary person, and it was already good to have a regular job and stay at Hogwarts.As for ambition, the goal of becoming a god should be ambitious enough.

"That's very good. I believe that with the support of Deans Dumbledore and I, Principal Dippet will directly agree to your stay in school." Slughorn gave Tubber a thoughtful look.

"Of course, Professor." Tabor pretended not to hear anything and smiled in agreement.

"Okay, you still have to use the time turner with caution. I don't want you to start aging before you leave your bloodline."

Tabor nodded silently, then said goodbye very wisely and headed to the auditorium.

"Here Tabor!"

Walking towards where Zane was sitting, Tabor was a little surprised to find that Sylvia was also sitting there.

“It’s really strange, Zane, didn’t you say that you have to sit there for the whole semester? You also said that it was a lucky seat based on divination.”

“Brother, something big happened this time.” Zane lowered his voice and said into Tabor’s ear.

Tabor randomly picked up a sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth. His roommate always told him a few pieces of gossip every semester, but he didn't know whether it was true or false.

"Speak, I'm listening!"

"Professor Dumbledore led members of the Ministry of Magic to capture a reserve saint."

Tabor continued to chew the food, but gave Zane an encouraging look to show that he was listening.

In fact, this is not the first time this has happened. It is estimated that even Grindelwald himself does not know who the so-called reserve saints are.

Most of them are admirers of Grindelwald, or poor people who are so mediocre that even the saints can't look down on them.Of course, no one knows how many people are fishing in troubled waters.

Grindelwald and his loyal men will basically not come to Britain, but this is not necessarily the case for these reservists.

"It was during the holidays. I threw people into Azkaban directly. I thought it was another dark wizard pretending to be a saint. But in the past few days, several people were caught one after another, and the Wizengamot was They were put on trial.”

Tabor frowned and suddenly made a bold guess. Could it be that Grindelwald really didn't want to take Dumbledore into consideration?So, is this going to attack the UK?

"I've received some rumors that they're here to find someone."

"Looking for someone? Did you say who you were looking for?" Tabor's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of the weakling who was knocked unconscious by a brick on the Knight Bus.

"My brother said that the list has not been found. But I'm sure you are on it, Tab." Sylvia suddenly interjected.

"Do you know why they are looking for me?"

Tabor was a little confused. Although he was ready to become an enemy of Grindelwald, he felt that if Grindelwald's men were like the dark wizard he met, how could he turn the world upside down?

"I don't know, and neither do the captured saints. The only thing that is certain is that they are real saints, and the order to find people was given by Grindelwald." Zane's expression was very serious, and there was also Mixed with a little worry.

"Is that so? I don't know why, but I will pay attention to it recently. If nothing else happens, I will stay in the school all the time. There should be no problem with Dumbledore here."

Tabor said in a relaxed tone, but somehow he suddenly remembered that he had been teleported to Nurmengard by a portkey.

Seeing Zane and Sylvia who were still a little worried about him, Tabor was still a little moved.

"Okay, you young couple, hurry up and eat. I'm going to the classroom first."

Tabor walked out of the auditorium, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards Dumbledore's office.

He was late for class and could use the time-turner, so he wasn't in a hurry at all.

"Tabo, come here to see me now. Did you hear something?"

Dumbledore hadn't finished his breakfast yet, but he didn't show any surprise when he saw Tubble.

Tabor closed the door carefully and sat on the chair opposite the desk.

"Yes, I heard that you...Grindelwald sent someone to find me?"

Dumbledore smiled: "Slytherin is really well-informed. What happened just last night, we know today."

"So, do you know why he came to me? Just like he once threatened me with Feili, although it is a bit ridiculous. However, I should not be strong enough to attract his high attention! Or, your behavior , has made him completely crazy, and started biting everyone at each sight?"

Tubber rested his head on his hands and stared into Dumbledore's eyes, hoping he could tell him the answer.

Dumbledore sighed and rubbed Tub's head.

"I just have some guesses. Maybe he can always see the reason for his failure."

Tabor frowned and leaned back, avoiding Dumbledore's hand without leaving a trace. He was no longer a child.

"So, professor, what you are saying is that he did not dare to enter the UK because he predicted his failure? And recently he discovered that he saw a change in the future, and the person he was fighting against was me?"

Dumbledore awkwardly picked up the teacup and took a sip: "This is just a guess."

"Professor, is that double-sided mirror still there? I want to ask him."

Dumbledore: "??"

"Test his tone and see what Grindelwald wants to do!"

Dumbledore was a little surprised by Tubo's directness, but he still shook his head: "No, the double-sided mirror is no longer responsive."

Tabor watched as Dumbledore took out an exquisite small box from his arms and took out the double-sided mirror wrapped in silk.

"So, professor, you just keep carrying this thing with you? Also, how do you know there is no response? Have you tried it?"

Keenly aware of Dumbledore's gloomy expression, he quickly picked up the double-sided mirror.

“All for the greater good.”

As soon as Tabor finished reciting the password, the double-sided mirror lit up.

"Is this what you mean by no reaction??"

Dumbledore's expression suddenly turned uglier when he saw Tubber's mouth movements.

"Oh, look, isn't this Mr. Prince?"

Grindelwald's voice came from the double-sided mirror. It was low and magnetic. Although it had a slight accent, it didn't sound boring.