Settle at Hogwarts

"Professor, what are you thinking about? You asked me to come here just to take a look."

Dumbledore's eyes were calm and his hand unconsciously rested on his stomach.

"you've changed."

Tabor chuckled softly: "Professor, no one stays the same forever. And from some aspects, I have not changed. For example, the things I desire, the love for family and friends. Perhaps, now I have to add Last Hogwarts."

Dumbledore sighed inwardly. Ever since he was pregnant, he had become sentimental.In addition, with Grindelwald working on his behalf, it is inevitable that he will have random thoughts in his free time.

"Don't you want to say something to Tom?"

Tabor shook his head and waved the wand in his hand, releasing the silver-white Patronus.

"I tried hard to change him, but found that it didn't work. Maybe my ability is limited, or maybe I'm not careful enough."

After Tabor paused for a moment, he said solemnly: "But I don't owe him. Even when I learned that he would hurt my sister in the future, I still thought about giving him a chance."

Looking at the holy patron saint, Dumbledore's eyes became more complicated.

"maybe."

Tubo tilted his head and looked at the surrounding tombstones: "Professor, is this the cemetery of the Riddle family? If Tom knew, he would definitely not want to be buried in a cemetery with his Muggle father."

Dumbledore turned and walked out of the cemetery: "His surname is Riddle."

Tabor followed quickly: "Well, professor, let's go back now? We're all out anyway, do you want to find something to eat?"

Dumbledore stopped where he was, with a hint of reminiscence in his tone.

"Speaking of which, I really miss the spicy hot pot you ordered back then."

Tabor: "(*Φ PanΦ*)"

Dumbledore put his hand on Tubo's shoulder: "Let's go to Chinatown."

The corners of Tabor's mouth twitched crazily, and he suddenly felt that Grindelwald had asked him to come to Little Hangleton this morning, so he was not just a tool!

"Apparation."

The two of them appeared in the alley of Chinatown. Tabor carefully supported Dumbledore and used magic to cover up his belly, which was already nearly ten months old.

"Cough cough."

When Tabor heard the voice behind him, he clenched the wand in his hand and wanted to erase the memory of the person behind him, but was held down by Dumbledore.

"Gellert, stop scaring people."

Tubo looked at Grindelwald who had returned to his original appearance, quickly let go of Dumbledore's hand and took a step back.

"Professor, I suddenly feel that the hot pot is a bit hot. I'd better go and eat ice cream."

Grindelwald looked at Tabor who disappeared in an instant, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes: "Young man, you are indeed very energetic. Albus, you can call me whatever you want to eat in the future."

"Gellert, you'd better be careful about your face."

Grindelwald held Dumbledore's waist disapprovingly: "Don't worry, only you can see my appearance. Don't you want to eat while looking at my face?"

Tabor didn't leave far, he just watched the two people in the corner as if no one else was around, and walked into the hot pot restaurant hand in hand.

“It’s true that you can eat dog food anywhere.”

Tabor simply went back to school, just in time for lunch in the auditorium.

Sitting on the teacher's bench, he felt that many people were looking at him, and his ears were filled with whispers.

"Is this Professor Prince? It's almost the end of the semester, and he just came to the auditorium for lunch for the first time (??w??)y!"

"Looks so handsome!"

"What a young professor indeed!"

"It's just that the alchemy class is too difficult."

"For the sake of the professor, I decided to stay in school even after graduation!"

"Wake up, Professor Prince was excellent in all subjects when he graduated!"

......

Breathing in the smell of food in the auditorium and listening to the whispers in his ears, Taber suddenly felt that this place was actually really beautiful.

"Tub, you are not common!"

Feeling the person sitting next to him, Tabor did not raise his head: "Kettleburn, are you back from St. Mungo's?"

"Yeah, I guess I'll have to keep him on probation again."

After wiping away the food residue from his mouth with a napkin, Tabor asked curiously: "What is it this time?"

Kettleburn approached Tubo's ear mysteriously: "Acromantula."

Tubo glanced at Kettleburn with a strange look. If he hadn't known that the time was wrong, he would have thought it was Hagrid's Aragog who did it!

"Where did you get the Acromantula? I remember there shouldn't be one in the Forbidden Forest."

"During the summer vacation, a traveler sold it to me. He had two Acromantula eggs, and I only bought one of them." Kettleburn quickly explained when he saw that no one was paying attention. .

Tabor pretended to be casual and asked, "Why didn't you buy them all?"

"The other one is not very good. It feels like a dead egg. Do you want to go to my place to see Mosag later?"

Tabor had a slight smile on his face.

"it is good."

Kettleburn ate very quickly, and in just 5 minutes, the two of them walked through the auditorium and arrived at the tree house at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"Let me say it first, this Acromantula is not mature yet, so it cannot collect materials for you." Kettleburn reminded with some worry.

Tabor nodded in a good mood: "Don't worry, I won't waste all my money."

The cage Kettleburn used to hold the spiders was obviously cast under a traceless stretching spell, and the Acromantula inside was much stronger than Hagrid's.

"I was bitten by this little guy a few days ago. The venom is really powerful."

Kettleburn grumbled as he cut a chunk of raw meat off a shelf in the room and threw it into the cage.

The two chatted for a while about the Acromantula, and then Tabor left the tree house.

Today is a rare sunny day in Scotland. There are not many students taking advantage of the weekend to walk on campus, and there are sounds of laughter and laughter everywhere.

Walking by the black lake, Tabor felt the warm breeze in May and felt extremely comfortable.

Voldemort was nipped in the bud, and Grindelwald, who was originally defeated in 1945, now hangs around Dumbledore wholeheartedly.

The wizarding world will probably be at peace for a long time.

"Professor Prince!"

Tabor turned his head and looked at Myrtle running over: "Miss Warren, what's the matter?"

Myrtle's face was a little red, and she didn't know if it was because she ran too fast.

"Professor, I'm sorry. I was so sad yesterday that I ran into that bathroom. Also, thank you, Professor, for protecting me."

Tabor curled his lips slightly: "As a professor, you should protect your students. If you really want to thank me, you can get an excellent score in next year's wizard level exam."