Lawrence thought of Nico. did not even notice Dumbledore's return to the principal's office,

"Have Nico gone?" Dumbledore asked,

"Yes, professor." Lawrence replied, "He wants you to destroy the Philosopher's Stone as soon as possible."

"Yes, but this is not what I'm going to talk to you today," Dumbledore said. "I think you want to know something, too."

"Voldemort said, "We are the same kind of people." Lawrence said, "Is this... power of mine?"

"Yes, we are almost born with magic." Dumbledore said, "I, Voldemort...and you."

Lawrence noticed Nico. Dumbledore did not mention Grindelwald, whom mentioned, but he did not mention it, but asked another question,

"That kind of whisper and buzzing?"

"And the various colors seen by the eyes," Dumbledore added, "Many mantras are invisible, but we can see them all."

"But I can't hear the noise now?"

"Your body has been adapting to the information that magic gives you," Dumbledore explained. "Just like a Muggle radio, the frequency is incorrect at the beginning, and it will make a lot of noise."

"What should I do to...hear the spell?"

"Not heard," Dumbledore said, "we need it, so magic tells us how to do it."

"Mr. Nicole said he could not destroy the Philosopher's Stone, why can I?" Lawrence asked in confusion. "I think Mr. Nicole's strength is much stronger than mine."

"Ne is an extremely powerful wizard. He thinks the spells we cast have special powers," Dumbledore said. "But I think Nico's condition is that he is too close to the stone to destroy it."

"The magic of the wizards comes from the power of the mind, and I must say that we are born with a sense of superiority or arrogance." A sharp blue light flashed through Dumbledore's eyes.

Lawrence opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know how to refute it.

"Use the spell and see the school rules without anything," Dumbledore smiled, "It's great to be young, isn't it?"

"There are also the ability to judge the wrong judgment," Lawrence admitted, "I have never taken the three-headed dog guarding the Philosopher's Stone seriously, but that level is the level that has delayed me for the longest time."

"This is not the worst. Do you think you can beat Voldemort?" Dumbledore stared at him with a scrutiny.

"I thought at first that I thought I could handle Voldemort, who was surviving," Lawrence admitted, "but I was wrong, I could hardly resist his spell."

"Voldemort's magical knowledge is extremely profound," said Dumbledore. "He's 'heard' magical power that I can't see."

"What about you?"

"Am I?" Dumbledore said with a slight smile, "I can see much more than ordinary people, and it happens to be a little more than Voldemort."

"What about me?" Lawrence asked, feeling that neither of his abilities were very powerful.

"I don't know," Dumbledore said, "this may have to be found by yourself. Now, go back to Glenfindotta, Fred and George may be waiting for you."

"Professor, I have another question." Lawrence looked at Dumbledore and asked.

"Is it the last one? Child." Dumbledore asked him quipped,

"Oh, yes, did you send me the potion through the magic fire?" Lawrence was not embarrassed by Dumbledore's jokes. "How did you know I would move forward?"

"I thought this was clear?" Dumbledore said in surprise, "Sometimes, retreating is also a way to move forward." (Note 1)

"Does it mean that moving forward or backward depends entirely on our own choice?"

"Yes, yes, the potion can only help you, prevent you from being trapped, but cannot help you choose," Dumbledore said. "It's time to go back, kid."

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"So you've repelled the 'Mysterious Man'?" Fred looked at Lawrence, as if he was looking for something missing from him.

"No, in fact, I was beaten to pieces by him." Lawrence simply said that he did not explain everything, and he gave up Nico. and his own abilities told the twins about everything else.

"Well, you can't be said to be arrogant," George said to Lawrence. "But we have noticed that you are a little...indifferent to strangers." (Note 2)

"Of course, you are actually good to your friends." Fred added, "It's just that sometimes you like to cheat people, and it's too smart that we often get scolded by our mothers."

"Okay..." Lawrence raised his eyebrows, "If you want to say that I am a bastard who is autistic and harms people internally, just say it directly."

"If you are willing to give me some advice on giving Angelina things, I am willing to remove the evaluation of autism to the outside world." Fred suggested,

"Actually, if you introduce a girl to me, I am willing to remove the harm that is very harmful, Lawrence." George said seriously.

"So I'm just a bastard no matter what?" Lawrence sighed, "Do you still want to copy your summer homework?"

"Uh... I won't mention these things for now," Fred quickly changed the topic and said, "We have arranged the toilets on the first and second floors these days."

"There are also the third and fourth floors you were responsible for." George added, "I took off a toilet and gave it to Harry as a gift. I hope you don't mind if you blow up one."

Lawrence smiled, he took out his wand first, and Fred and George also took out their wand. The three of them touched the tip of the wand lightly, and sparks jumped in the air.

"The prank begins."

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"Another year has passed!" Dumbledore said happily to the teachers and students of the school, "What a pleasant year, but before you open your stomach to eat these delicious foods, let me be a long talker,

As far as I know, the fourth place in the Academy Cup is Glenfindo 312 points; third place, Hufflepuff 352 points; second place, Ravenclaw 426 points; first place, Slytherin 472 points."

A cheer came from the Slytherin students,

"I hope they have a higher luggage." George watched coldly, "Slytherin Lounge is in the cellar, remember?"

"Please be sure there is no waterproof magic there." Fred prayed, "Look out quickly, Merlin."

"Okay, okay, you're doing well, Slytherin," said Dumbledore. "But we should also count some of the things that have happened recently."

The lobby suddenly became quiet, and the three of them looked at each other and had a bad premonition.

"Well," Dumbledore said, "Let me see, by the way--Mr. Ron Weasley, he played the most exciting game of Hogwarts in the past few years, plus Glenfindo forty."

"Oh..." George moaned, "No?"

"Miss Hermione Granger, can calmly use logic to solve puzzles when facing the blockade of the magic fire, add Glenfindo forty."

"Merlin..." Fred also moaned, "Don't come again?"

"Mr. Harry Potter, he showed great courage and fearless courage. I want to add Glenfindo for forty."

"Stop adding..." George said hopefully, "I haven't won yet..."

"Mr. Lawrence Rovande, when he faces danger, he demonstrates amazing magical skills and talents. I want to add Glenfindo forty."

"Lawrence, you're cheating teammates again!" Fred said, and he and George began to hit the plate with their heads.

"Uh...accident." Lawrence said embarrassedly, "Is this the same part?"

At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was boiling. Now Gryffindor had already separated from Slytherin. Dumbledore smiled and raised his hand. The hall became quiet.

"There are many kinds of courage," Dumbledore smiled. "We need to have courage to fight against our enemies, but it also requires incomparable courage to fight against friends. I will give Glenfindo another ten for Neville Longbottom's performance."

Glenfindo's dining table suddenly burst out with warm cheers, and Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff also joined them to celebrate. On the contrary, Slytherin's dining table, every student was filled with surprise and disappointment.

"It's over..." George said with a face folded,

"Is it still time for us to rush out to stop it?" Fred still had a trace of fantasy.

"Well... I just counted it silently..." Lawrence mercilessly broke his last fantasy, "We may have just walked out of the restaurant..."

"That is," Dumbledore said with a smile, "we--"

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After the clear explosion, even the people in the hall could feel the castle vibrating, and then there were waves of tides coming. The administrator Felch rushed out of the hall to observe the situation.

Felch was soaked all over and was rushed into the hall, and the surging flowing water was blocked at the entrance of the hall. Every student burst into laughter when he saw Felch's desolate appearance.

"Oh, this is an unexpected gain." Fred's originally mournful face couldn't help but smile.

"Principal! The toilet on the first floor was blown up and the water was sprayed out," Felch shouted, "Other floors may also..."

"Did you say we're running away now?" George asked, "Will we be slaughtered by angry students..."

"I think we will be killed by Professor McGonagall first, George..." Lawrence said calmly, and Professor McGonagall came from the professor's seat with anger.

"I'm talking to you! You can't even be at peace with the final banquet?" Professor McGonagall angrily, "Can you use your intelligence elsewhere?"

"We are very peaceful, professor." Fred tried to open his eyes wide, looking innocent.

"We're really at peace this year, Professor." George sighed,

"So did something grand at the end of the period?" Professor McGonagall stared at Lawrence and shouted, "Why don't you talk? Mr. Rovande."

"Uh...we are so calm this semester...and give us some points?" Lawrence pretended to be stupid, and Professor McGonagall's mouth twitched,
To be continued...