Unbehaved Hufflepuff

Having been in the wizarding world for a year, Lumi naturally knows what the Wizengamot is.

It is a court directly under the Ministry of Magic. Any wizard who commits an offense will be tried here to determine how to punish him.

Lockhart was taken away by the Aurors, in front of the students.

"Okay, Lumi, it's time to talk about you."

Dumbledore sat in front of Lumi with a serious expression.

"Think about what you've done."

"Confronted the professor, openly slandered the professor, stayed up all night. Oh, and skipped class, more than one class."

Dumbledore told all of Lumi's crimes.

With each word, Lumi's head lowered.

"I suppose Lockhart has punished you, hasn't he?"

"Since his punishment makes him feel that it is enough, there is no need for me to impose additional punishments."

"But that's a really beautiful spell. Let me think about it. Is it like a mountain on your back?"

With that said, Dumbledore picked up his wand and used the oppression spell on the cup.

The cup couldn't withstand Dumbledore's magic and shattered into pieces, and the pumpkin juice in the cup was slapped on the table.

"In fact, Lumi, your condition stems from an ancient curse."

Dumbledore restored the tea cup and poured new pumpkin juice.

"Curse? But it's not in the book."

Lumi was convinced that he had learned dark magic, curses, curses, and poisons from Voldemort last year.

Except for a few magic spells, Lumi has learned almost all black magic.

It's just that Lumi's magic power is relatively weak, so he knows many magics but cannot use them.

Most of the powerful dark magic was cast by Voldemort holding Lumi's hand.

He was extremely sure that no matter what kind of black magic it was, it was different from him.

No curse can allow a wizard to forcibly cast a counter-spell.

And this is on the premise that the spell is successful.

"This curse is quite ancient, and there is no record of it in any book."

Dumbledore explained patiently: "Because it comes from dragons."

"dragon?"

Lumi frowned.

Indeed, Lumi didn't know much about magical beasts.

Only the Curse of the Unicorn is known, and its effects were shown to Lumi by Voldemort almost weekly.

"Then how did you know?"

Lumi remained skeptical of Dumbledore's words.

There is no book record, so is the news true?

"Sorry, kid."

Dumbledore looked at him apologetically, "The last time you entered the hospital wing, I took a little bit of your blood without permission and gave it to my old friend Nico Flamel."

"'This curse comes from the dragon.' That's what he told me. In addition, he also discovered that the magic in your blood is twice that of others your age."

"It has something to do with the food magic you performed as a child."

"You should have also discovered that your food magic will not be affected by the curse, but any magic you use the wand to cast will be cursed."

"According to Nico, you should not be able to cast any spells in this life. But your talent is so strong that even Merlin can't bear to have you blocked by a curse."

When Dumbledore said these words, his expression was very natural.

Listening to his words, Lumi's vigilance towards him gradually eased.

The unpleasantness last year made him most wary of Dumbledore.

Now, because of Dumbledore's honesty, Lumi was less wary of him.

Alertness: 60%.

How bad can a teacher who thinks about his students be?

"Thank you, Professor."

Lumi said sincerely: "Thank you and your friends for everything. Otherwise it might have taken me a long time to find the reason. You gave me the direction."

"Let's see, oh! It's dinner time in another hour. I think Pomona should be back in her office by this time, you can go take a look."

"Thank you."

Lumi left the principal's office.

He didn't notice that Dumbledore's expression was very serious when he looked at his back, and his eyes were particularly sharp.

This time I don’t have to hide here and there, I have memorized the route, and there are many students on the way.

There was nothing messy happening along the way. Lumi stood in front of the door of Sprout's office, raising his hand to knock on the door, but he didn't dare.

He didn't know how to face this dean who was as kind as his mother. He knew that he had made a mistake, and he was a little at a loss at this time.

After standing at the door and taking deep breaths several times, Lumi gently knocked on the door.

Deng Deng Deng!

There was a sound of rapid footsteps, and Lumi could feel the owner of the sound getting closer and closer.

With a bang, the door opened.

When Sprout saw Lumi, his face lit up, he held him in his arms and patted his back gently.

"I didn't expect the party to make you so anxious. I asked a few Gryffindor kids and they said you were in a bad state of mind."

Professor Sprout's voice was trembling, and a slight nasal sound could be heard.

"Harvey and the others said that you didn't return to the dormitory all night, and they first found you in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. When I knew that you had a big fight with Lockhart and protected your classmates, I felt sorry for you. You're proud, kid."

Sprout's words were like a sledgehammer hitting Lumi's heart.

Like a boy imprisoned in an igloo, he felt the warmth given by the outside world.

That was a feeling I hadn't had in a long time.

He makes mistakes, and he has made them often over the past six years.

And Rouf, who was closest to him, would not tell himself that it was okay so gently. He would choose to make mistakes with himself and then bear the consequences alone.

"I am proud of you."

How long have you not heard this sentence? When her mother died when she was three, these words would only come out of the mouths of other mothers, and never to Lumi.

During the meeting with Professor McGonagall that day, Lumi lost control of her emotions because of just one move from McGonagall.

Crying wildly in her arms, venting the pressure that has accumulated for a long time.

But now Lumi doesn't have much pressure. Only when facing Professor Sprout, Lumi will feel guilty.

He wished he could have the professor scold him, so that he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.

But Sprout's gentleness brought him to the edge of losing control of his emotions again.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I caused Hufflepuff to lose a hundred points."

Lumi's voice began to choke, his eyes became sour uncontrollably, and tears filled his eyes.

"It's okay, kid."

"It's just academy points. If you lose them, you can earn them again. As long as you are a good person, it is more important than adding 10,000 points."

Sprout swung the hammer again and slammed it down on Lumi's heart.

"I'm sorry, Professor."

Losing control of emotions lasts only a moment.

Lumi was in Sprout's arms. He couldn't control his tear ducts. The tears would flow out again after wiping them away. He couldn't stop them at all.

His mind went blank and he could only repeat 'I'm sorry' mechanically.

Every time he said it, Sprout's 'It's okay' followed.

Like a mother comforting an injured child.

Lumi cried for a long time.

Sprout patted his back like this, comforting him again and again.

After all the tears were shed, Lumi's red eyes made her look very haggard.

"Honey, let's go eat first."

Sprout rubbed Lumi's little head, "I guess today's dinner will taste great."

"Yes, Professor."

"Lumi, forget about the party."

Sprout struggled for a while, but decided to persuade: "I don't want to cause trouble to you because of this matter, just take your time. I will not take back that note. When you want to use it, it will always be there." Effective."

"Thank you, Professor."

After this conversation, Lumi dropped 90% of his guard against Sprout.

In his heart, Professor Sprout already stood in the position of his mother.

"I'm going to use it this year."

"This is Lumi Gugliel's guarantee."