Settle at Hogwarts

The blush on Pomfrey's face dissipated, and her expression gradually returned to calm.

"Sorry, Professor Prince, I was abrupt."

Tabor waved his hand indifferently. For someone to confess his love, this only proves that his charm is higher.

"It doesn't matter, I just think that magic can arouse my desire to explore more than love."

"Puchi~"

Looking at Pomfrey who suddenly laughed out loud, Tabor was a little confused. Was what he said funny?

"I'm sorry, I'm rude. Professor Prince, many of your schoolmates think that you might like men! For example, the former senior Flint, a combination of a skinny beautiful boy and a beast."

"I'm not!"

After Tabor made a weak argument, he turned and left the hospital wing.

Back in the lounge, Tabor took out the cauldron and started brewing the potion. Anyway, what he promised would be done sooner or later.

Taking advantage of the waiting time, he stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at himself carefully.

He has a familiar and handsome face that he has seen for many years, with refreshing short black hair, dark and deep eyes, fair and delicate skin, and a thin figure. He does seem to be a little sickly.

And compared to the long hair that makes him look older, Tabor's short hair without much modification makes his already youthful face look even smaller.

Thinking of that greasy long hair, Tabor still feels that short hair is much more convenient now.At the very least, the next time she sees Viola, she won't dislike her hair anymore.

After quietly admiring his increasingly perfect appearance for a while, Tabor returned to the crucible at the prompt of the magic alarm clock.

The night passed quickly, and Tabor, who was still squatting beside the crucible, casually summoned a house elf to bring breakfast, and ate a sandwich beside the crucible.

Even after not sleeping all night, he didn't feel much sleepy.

It's just that I'm a little bit unaccustomed to it mentally.

After breakfast, Tubo continued to stare at the crucible until a few seconds before class, when he used flying magic to get directly into the Transfiguration classroom.

"Good morning. I don't think there is any classmate who is later than me."

First-grade little lion and little snake: "No!"

At this time, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open from the outside: "Sorry, Professor, I'm late!"

Everyone: "Stare!~"

Tabor tried his best to put on a very intimidating smile: "Because of your late arrival, Gryffindor will deduct two points. Now go back to your seat."

A certain little lion was trembling, and under the gaze of everyone in the classroom, he walked to an empty seat and sat down.

"The transformation between dead objects should be the simplest one you have tried. So let's try some more changes today, such as turning buttons into cups, gloves..."

As Tabor spoke, he observed the movements of everyone in the classroom.

Compared with the basic advanced classes, these lower-level wizards may encounter many unexpected situations when they wave their magic wands.

"boom!"

Tabor looked at a tabletop that had been turned into a spider web. Because it could not bear the weight of the books on it, it fell over and the ink quills fell all over the floor.

He calmly waved his wand and restored it to its original state.

"Miss Yaro, don't try it when I tell you. Even if your transformation talent is very good, you should still be cautious enough. Also, no matter what spell you cast, you must pay attention to your aim."

After Tabor finished speaking, he was about to continue talking, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure waving a wand.

"Mr. Pace..."

Gryffindor, whose name was called by Tabor, shook his hand and instantly set the clothes of the classmate sitting in front of him on fire.

Tabor: "(一︿一+)o"

After extinguishing the fire and repairing the burned robe, Tabor used Occlumency to stare at the entire class.

"Mr. Pace, five points from Gryffindor for you! Now, no one is allowed to hold their wands until I finish speaking."

Tabor turned around and walked onto the podium. He suddenly discovered that Occlumency was really powerful.Not only can you control your expression, but you can also force a cold face.It can also isolate his emotions, preventing him from burning down the school on impulse.

"Then let's continue..."

The trembling little animals under the podium: How could Professor Prince be as cute as the senior sister said?It's all a lie!

Dumbledore and Grindelwald were away for much longer than Tubo expected, and they did not return to Hogwarts until the end of the Christmas holidays.

"Professor, if you don't come back, I will suspect that you two are going to have a baby again."

Tabor sat back on the sofa and expressed his dissatisfaction unceremoniously.

Dumbledore wasn't angry, he just looked through Tubber's recent teaching records.

"You did a great job, didn't you? Besides, I heard that you are very popular among the students."

Taber felt a headache when he thought about the students who were still enthusiastic and even prepared to form a panda support club.

"Professor, aren't things going well over there? Did it take so long?"

Dumbledore looked at Grindelwald with a half-smile: "Actually, it's not bad, but those minions are very good at hiding."

Tabor immediately understood that this was an excuse. The guy who only knew how to hide could be left to the Ministry of Magic to solve the problem. It seemed that someone just didn't want to come back early.

"Where's Principal Monte?"

Dumbledore sighed with regret: "He died because of some kind of curse. It was done by a former saint."

Tabor glanced at Grindelwald and saw that he had no reaction before continuing to ask: "Why did the Saint kill a principal?"

Grindelwald glared at Tubo angrily: "Because I was fired by him."

Dumbledore looked at Grindelwald with the words "You deserve it" clearly written in his eyes.

Grindelwald did not refute. He naturally understood that what he did at that time would not be tolerated by either Durmstrang or Hogwarts.However, he had no regrets.

"That principal was really unlucky to meet you." Tabor sighed and turned around to leave.

He was very happy about Dumbledore's return, at least he could return to a relatively leisurely life.

Upon entering his office, Tabor saw Fox munching nuts on a shelf.

"Your master is back, why don't you go and have a look?"

"Ji!" [No summons, no go. 】

Tabor sat behind his desk and sighed that even birds have become smarter, then he took out his notebook that he had not touched for a long time.

"The transformation of squibs into wizards has been generally studied successfully. The acquisition of faith is gradually starting to take shape. Perhaps, we can study it next...?"