"Maybe..." Dumbledore sighed, obviously not wanting to talk more about Hera on the topic of Grindelwald.

"Professor Dumbledore, I want to know how you want to treat Quirinas!" Hera took a deep breath. He still hoped that if he had a chance, he would save Quirou.

Dumbledore said nothing, but his slender fingers were pressed against the window.

After a long time, Hera was a little impatient, and Dumbledore spoke.

The vicissitudes of life and the old voice sounded, but the regret could never be erased.

"Quinus...he has no way back..."

Hera's fist shrank in his cloak and clenched his desire to pound the head of the "most powerful wizard of the world".

"But...you could have...you could have..." Hera closed her eyes and her fist loosened weakly.

In fact, Hera knew the answer, and when he knew that Quirrell drank unicorn blood, he knew it.

He just refused to give up and was unwilling to accept such facts, so he came to Dumbledore.

As expected, I still have no choice but to do this...

Hera smiled bitterly. He faced such a situation again. It was obviously possible to avoid it in advance, but he forced the situation to be what he is now.

"Hera..." Dumbledore turned around, his whole body hunched over. At this moment, it seemed that people could realize that he was already an 110-year-old man.

"This is completely my mistake. I should have expected it early. How could Voldemort show mercy to Kiro?" Dumbledore sat decadently on the chair, completely different from his usual smart and wise appearance.

"Then are you going to kill Quirinas?" Hera's mouth showed a sarcastic smile. That's all he did to Quirou, right?

Dumbledore looked at Hera deeply, then gently tapped his fingertips on the armrest.

"Hera, I can trust you."

"Of course." Hera smiled angrily. He was so honest. Dumbledore was still doubting himself?

"I think Harry needs some exercise, he is still a little too reckless..." Dumbledore said slowly, but just as he said the beginning, Hera's fist hit the table.

"Even if it is death, will Quirinas have to offer his final value?" Hera mocked. The old fox in front of him talked about love all day long, but everything he did was profit.

Is this the greatest wizard recognized as Albus Dumbledore?

"Hera, you misunderstood." Dumbledore rubbed his temples and waved his hand to let Hera sit down.

"Don't be excited, Hera, there was a prophecy that only a few people had heard of." Dumbledore spoke slowly and lightly, like a whisper. For some reason, Hera's anger dissipated a little.

"Professor Trelawney once made a prophecy that Harry and Voldemort could only survive, and one must die at the hands of the other."

Dumbledore paused, glanced at Hera, and when he saw his thoughtful expression, he gave him some time to buffer.

Hera spoke with a complicated expression: "So you think this is a good opportunity - take the opportunity to get rid of the Dark Lord?"

"Yes, I'm glad you can understand me, Hera, I know you're a pretty smart kid." Dumbledore blinked and returned to his former appearance.

"So is it an inning from the beginning? Starting from Harry's admission, starting from appointing Quirinas as professor of Dark Magic Defense?"

Hera suddenly felt that he had underestimated Dumbledore before. After all, he was an old man who had been a powerful figure in the magic world for a hundred years. How could he not even see through the things that Kilo had on him?

Thinking of this, it seemed too ridiculous that I had surrendered with a letter of fame before.

"No, I initially thought he was bewitched by Voldemort, but I didn't expect Voldemort to parasitize directly on him." Dumbledore held his chin and sighed quite emotionally.

"Oh... Professor Dumbledore, what about your next plan?" Hera thought for a while, recalling Dumbledore's mention of the magical creature that Quirrell could deal with before, and suddenly realized it.

"No, didn't you use the Eris Mirror to keep the Philosopher's Stone? Then why did you ask Qiluo to go out and find the magic creature?"

Facing Hera's questioning, Dumbledore smiled softly and picked up a roll of parchment from the side.

"Come here to help me."

"Is this..." Hera was confused when he looked at the series of levels above, but he could recognize the pattern of the Eris Magic Mirror painted on it.

Hidden in the deepest part.

"This is the mechanism I prepared for the Philosopher's Stone. Each professor designed a level, and I believe it would be enough to give Harry a chance to exercise." Dumbledore smiled and handed the parchment to Hera.

Hera frowned and said, "But this is obviously a bait, right?"

To give Harry the opportunity to exercise, it is as simple as playing house. Any normal person should realize it is a trap, right?

"It's bait, the bait on the surface, but they have to eat it." Dumbledore smiled sly.

Hera nodded silently.

"By the way, professor, since Kiro is back, let him go to class." Hera rubbed his head, got up from his seat and prepared to leave.

"The students have a good review of you, maybe you can continue to teach." Dumbledore blinked, and the light flashed behind the half-moon lenses.

"emmm..." Hera froze for a moment, and a smile appeared, "Yes, of course, just..."

"I heard that most of the salary of Kilowe is given to you." Dumbledore stared at Hera with two eyes, with an undeniable curve on the corners of his mouth.

"Okay." Hera shrugged.

Sure enough, the old fox is the old fox.

"Hagi told me that he was robbed by someone."

"Ah? Yes? I don't know what's going on! Ah haha, I'm going back first. It's so late, and it's time for me to go to bed."

Hera ran away from the principal's office without looking back. He thought that what he was doing in the Forbidden Forest was perfect, but he didn't expect that Dumbledore, the old fox, would even threaten him with this!

Damn it!

Inside the principal's room, Dumbledore looked at the closed door, and the faint smile on his face disappeared, and he asked in a low voice: "Phenias, are you okay to do this?"

Phineas hid in the photo frame, and there was a lady sitting beside him chatting excitedly. When he heard Dumbledore's question, he replied angrily: "You are the principal, I am the principal? Just do it yourself! Don't disturb Ms. Stephanie and I communicate with each other."
Chapter completed!