Dumbledore's Face Turned Green

"If you really want to practice magic during your holidays, you can come to my house for a visit. Because I have House-elf at home, the magical energy fluctuates frequently, and the Ministry of Magic cannot detect exactly who cast the spell."

"Hmph! You don't even have time to reply to my messages, how am I supposed to visit your house?!"

Clearly, Bell's words had reminded the Little Witch of her unpleasant memories from the summer vacation.

"Forehead..."

He had finally managed to divert Hermione's attention, but then he accidentally stepped on another landmine, leaving Bell speechless.

"This is so hard for me!"

O(╯□╰)o

Seeing Bell's funny expression, Hermione couldn't help but laugh. The Little Witch also felt that continuing to harp on this was going a bit too far.

Strictly speaking, Bell didn't do anything wrong. Everyone has their own things to do, and it seems like she's been the one causing trouble from the beginning?

Hermione silently apologized to Bell in her heart. Of course, she would never say it out loud, never in her entire life. At most, she would just give Bell a little more leeway next time something happened.

"Did you hear? Our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor next semester is Professor Lockhart! Gilderoy Lockhart! I've memorized all his books. They're amazing! I wish I could be as good as Professor Lockhart someday, then I could travel all over the world."

When Lockhart was mentioned, Hermione became so excited that she practically danced with joy. It was clear that the Little Witch genuinely admired Lockhart.

"You might be even better Lockhart now," Bell thought to himself.

Of course, if Hermione is referring to Lockhart's writing ability, then this might not be so easy.

Bell had to mentally Lockhart a huge thumbs-up. His own mother was one thing, but Hermione had only been in the Magical World for a little over a year!

It's estimated that the Little Witch has only known Lockhart's name for a few months at most. And yet, in just a few short months, a top student who gets perfect scores in every subject has become a huge fan of Lockhart?

Does being handsome really mean you can do whatever you want?

This wicked, appearance-obsessed world!

Time flew by as they chatted. Most of the time, Hermione talked excitedly about Lockhart, making Bell almost fall asleep.

Bell simply couldn't imagine how Hermione could understand a person so thoroughly, from their "favorite color" to their "secret ideal."

Bell doesn't even know his own sister this well!

"Could it be that I, as the Gege, have actually failed in my duty?"

This is a serious problem! You see, his dream is to become the best Gege in the world!

Therefore, this topic is worth exploring. Perhaps I can subtly probe it when I video chat with Shanna tonight.

On the first day of school, Hogwarts holds its regular Sorting Ceremony.

Bell wasn't particularly interested in this, since his younger sister wouldn't start school until next year. Besides, under his tutelage, Shanna had already mastered Occlumency, so everything was already under his control.

Just as Bell was watching the commotion and waiting for dinner to be served, he suddenly saw Snape stride in from outside.

Snape ignored the curious stares from the crowd and walked straight up to Dumbledore. He whispered a few words in Dumbledore's ear, and Dumbledore's face turned green with a visible speed.

Of course, what is meant by "visible to the naked eye" is only something that Bell's eyesight, enhanced by magic over a long period of time, could distinguish.

Even so, for a shrewd wizard who has lived for over 100 years to show such a change in expression, one can imagine how shocked Dumbledore must have been by the news he heard.

Seeing Dumbledore and Snape whispering to each other in the professors' chair, Bell suddenly realized something.

Bell craned his neck and peered towards the Gryffindor dining table for a moment. Sure enough, he didn't find Harry and Ron there.

If nothing unexpected happens, Harry and Ron should have arrived at Hogwarts in a Accio Flying Car. And judging from Dumbledore's increasingly green face, the two must have caused quite a commotion.

While Dumbledore turned around to talk to Professor McGonagall, Bell gathered the magic within him, condensed it into a line, and fired it in the direction he remembered.

This operation is also very difficult for Bell in his current state. After all, the distance is too great, Bell must ensure that his magic is sufficiently concentrated in order to probe what he wants to know.

So, Bell really went all out to satisfy his gossipy nature.

"Dumbledore? What's wrong?"

Professor McGonagall glanced in the direction Dumbledore turned his head. However, she saw nothing except the students who were having their meal.

"It's nothing, Minerva. I just feel a little sad that I am really getting old, and the young people today are really amazing. Hahaha. Where did I just say it? Oh, by the way..."

Dumbledore withdrew his gaze and continued the previous topic.

The moment Bell emitted magic to sense things, the fluctuations caused by the magic caught Dumbledore's attention.

In Bell's view, Dumbledore's attention was focused on his conversation with Professor McGonagall. Moreover, the faint magical fluctuations he caused only lasted for a brief moment, so Dumbledore should not have noticed them.

However, what Bell didn't know was that Dumbledore had experienced far too many battles in his life. So no matter what Dumbledore was doing, or how faint or fleeting the fluctuations of magic were, they couldn't escape his perception.

Bell subtly adjusted the direction of his perception, and as expected, it was exactly as he had anticipated.

In Bell's perception, the Whomping Willow's trunk had suffered severe impact damage and was wildly flailing its branches, engulfed in a frenzy. It seemed that Harry and Ron's Flying Car had crashed into the Whomping Willow.

Therefore, for magical items like Flying Car, quality is really important!

After the Bell Family's Flying Car officially went into production, Bell intended to select one from the first batch of high-end Flying Car and give it to Mr. Arthur Weasley as a gift. However, the latter refused to accept it, saying that he had already made a fortune by buying Bell's technology for 5,000 Galleon and could not accept anything else from Bell.

It must be said that while the Weasley family' financial management skills were practically nonexistent—no Pure-blood Wizarding Family could be poorer than them— Weasley family character, especially that of Arthur and Molly, was truly exceptional. No wonder Dumbledore relied on them so heavily.