"Professor, I already have enough on my plate. I don't have the energy for anything more."
Will did not hesitate—he had his own business to attend to. He had to try to raise at least two abilities to Level 7 this year, or an ordinary little wizard like him would feel far too insecure.
"Will, you don't need to take any more risks for us." Dumbledore shook his head. Will was highly skilled, but no matter how one looked at it, he had yet to graduate. Stopping Tom was his own responsibility.
After all, however quickly Will grew, he still could not decide the outcome of the war. He had already done very well in a supporting role.
"Then what did you have in mind?"
"Keep Hogwarts safe from within. I mean preventing infiltration," Dumbledore said. "Don't let some of the students go down the wrong path, as the Death Eaters did decades ago.
"I'm glad to see that you're already making arrangements through Draco.
"Besides that, I'm sorry to trouble you further with the Horcruxes..."
The Horcruxes were a long-term task that had begun ages ago, so that hardly counted as anything new. Still, Will really had made no progress on that front—of course, that also had something to do with his plans.
"Professor, I'll do my best." Will nodded.
Once Will agreed, Dumbledore took a sip of Hot Cocoa and turned to Lupin. "Remus, how are the Order of the Phoenix's studies coming along?"
"Everyone's making good progress, Professor Dumbledore," Lupin replied. "Those 'Origin Spells' aren't difficult. Everyone is learning them very quickly."
Lupin did not realize that their rapid progress was actually due to most members of the Order of the Phoenix being highly accomplished. Ordinary wizards could never have learned them so quickly.
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