Zhang Xiao had imagined how Dumbledore would react when he learned that Zhang Xiao had "lured" Glove Lady out.
He had thought Dumbledore might be rather surprised, but surely not to this extent. She was only attending a ball!
If Glove Lady really was unreliable, Dumbledore should have stopped him when he asked, rather than telling him that she was a noble, trustworthy being.
But apparently... bringing Glove Lady out had shocked Dumbledore far more than he had imagined!
A synchronized gasp rang through the Headmaster's Office. Zhang Xiao looked up in astonishment. The sound had come from the portraits of past headmasters, even though they had long since lost that bodily function.
Wait, all these headmasters knew Glove Lady?
Then why were they so surprised?
Zhang Xiao's gaze swept across their faces. Most looked very old, and they were watching him with all sorts of strange expressions.
Hmm? No, something was wrong!
His heart suddenly lurched as he remembered the form Glove Lady had taken when she first lodged her spirit in a paper figure.
She had undoubtedly been a beautiful woman, but the problem was-she had looked far too young!
Wizards did live longer than ordinary people, but they certainly weren't eternally youthful. Just look at the portraits of the headmasters.
As headmasters of Hogwarts, even if they hadn't been the strongest, they had belonged to the handful of people at the very pinnacle of power in the Wizarding World during their respective eras.
Glove Lady had confidently declared that, in her time, she had been the strongest!
Zhang Xiao had never doubted that, because Glove Lady had nothing to gain from boasting.
Which raised a question: Dumbledore had been almost fifty when he reached the pinnacle of the Wizarding World, but Glove Lady looked thirty at most!