Chapter 804: Learning Fiendfyre

"The duties of a Hogwarts professor are indeed very hard; you should also need a teaching assistant. I remember I once recommended one to you."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"He needs to attend the Potions Convention."

Sineipu was sparing with his words.

"Ah, ah... forgive me, how could I forget about that? Are you planning to take him with you?"

Dumbledore said.

"... He signed up for it himself."

Sineipu had an indifferent air.

"Oh, well, let's just say he signed up for it himself."

Dumbledore laughed.

Sineipu glared at him, and he slowly restrained his smile.

"A very good reason; the Board of Governors will agree."

Dumbledore took the parchment, and suddenly, his footsteps paused.

At this moment, thunder was exploding in the sky, and the rain hitting the ground made a pitter-patter sound.

"You have changed too much, Sev."

Dumbledore said slowly.

Sineipu said nothing; the extinguished fireplace slowly began to burn.

It seemed the house-elves had finally noticed there was a soaked fire in the hearth.

The rain outside the window had not stopped, but it would not wet the wizards in the castle; what wet the wizards was their damp hearts.

"Then you have misjudged."

Sineipu sneered.

"I am old, ah, this is a fact I have to admit... but my eyes have not yet grown dim."

Dumbledore ignored Sineipu's sneer.

"Our conversation, do not tell anyone. You know, I know; I want you to swear."

Sineipu said suddenly.

"You don't want him to know, but I feel he should know; even if you don't intend to tell him, he will always know eventually.

Severus, he is just like you."

Dumbledore said with a sigh.

"Just like me? I would never place my life where it could be ended at any moment."

Sineipu mocked.

"You would, Sev. You have always done so. Up to now, you have been much braver than anyone else. You know, I sometimes feel our sorting is too hasty..."

Dumbledore said.

Sineipu fell silent again; after an unknown amount of time, he spoke:

"I want you to swear."

"You are asking me to swear again, Severus, never to reveal your best side?"

Dumbledore looked down at Sineipu's expressionless face and sighed,

"If you insist..."

The rain was too heavy, falling on the ground, even shrouding Hogwarts in a misty fog.

The castle's spires were being tapped with a tinkling sound, and every window was closed.

The rain in the sky was so torrential, just like the tears of the world.

But the tears of the world were far less filthy than the rain in the sky; sometimes there would be an umbrella of sunlight to block the filthy rain.

The old wizard walked quietly along a silent corridor of Hogwarts, gazing at the misty horizon, and thus he knew.

In this spring, there would be someone who could become a clear and pure person through the cleansing of the rain.

The exams were over.

Even the rain could not ruin the joyful mood of the young wizards, except for Hemin, who seemed still nervous about the exams.

"It wasn't too bad, right?"

Hemin asked worriedly in the entrance hall, still clutching her wand.

"I dare not say my dueling exam was up to standard; I just used up the time. Did you solve that Dark Arts spell? I don't know if I cast the spell correctly; I said too much—and—"

"Hemin,"

Jia Siting said with a smile,

"The exam is already over..."

"Yeah,"

Luo En said with a straight face,

"We don't want to take every exam again after it's finished; taking it once is bad enough."

"I don't know about that,"

Harry was still very excited,

"But my magic was wonderful."

"Of course, you blew me away, Harry. Why didn't anyone tell me that Expelliarmus also has the effect of blowing people away?"

Luo En complained repeatedly.

When Sean walked into the Great Hall, Luo En was still complaining about Harry's excessive force, Jia Siting was still discussing the operational steps of the Herbology exam with Nawei, and Hemin didn't dare look at Sean at all.

She could foresee that she wouldn't get a perfect score in her Defense Against the Dark Arts exam.

And facing Sean, who practiced with Professor Sineipu, she could only pray that Professor Sineipu would be biased as usual—not much, just enough so that she wouldn't be too far behind a certain young wizard.

The days after the exams ended melted away like butter, and Hogwarts Castle slowly welcomed a gorgeous summer.

But even for a Sunday, the castle seemed too quiet at this time.

Everyone was outside on the sunny grounds, enjoying the relief of the exams being over and the days remaining in the school year without the trouble of revision and exams.

Sean walked slowly along the empty corridor, looking out the window.

He saw people strolling on the open-air Quidditch pitch, and two students swimming in the lake accompanied by the Giant Squid.

He withdrew his gaze and silently looked at his notes again.

The days Professor Sineipu taught him to learn the Unforgivable Curses were like a phantom.

After he returned to the dungeon yesterday, the professor was unwilling to tell him any more other techniques.

However, regarding how to prevent the Unforgivable Curses—of course, in terms of resisting the Cruciatus Curse and the Imperius Curse—Professor Sineipu was still strict and serious.

Although Sean didn't intend to use the Unforgivable Curses, he didn't mind learning the knowledge within them.

Just as Professor Sineipu said:

"If you are facing something you know absolutely nothing about, how can you resist it?"

Therefore, Sean still summoned his full attention to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts knowledge; this afternoon, he had to go to the dungeon again.

In the dungeon.

It was colder here than in the main castle building above; glass jars were placed along the walls, and the animal specimens soaked inside always made the young wizards shiver.

"Potions class, needs a teaching assistant... it has always been so..."

Sineipu stood where the light could just reach, speaking bluntly.

Sean held his notes, somewhat at a loss.

"I don't need some idiots to profane the rigorous and elegant craft of Potions..."

Sineipu continued, while staring firmly at Sean.

"Professor, I can..."

Sean understood; he said "voluntarily."

Not too stupid yet...

Sineipu thought this, but his mouth was mocking:

"It seems I can only pick one who isn't so stupid from a bunch of idiots."

Sean stopped talking.

He understood Professor Sineipu just as the professor understood him.

"The Potions Convention is not long from now; you had best perform well for me..."

Sineipu said this, turned around, and satisfaction almost overflowed from his face,

"Today you are going to learn a dangerous magic..."

"What?"

Sean asked.

"Fiendfyre."

Sineipu said coldly. ===== CHAPTER 805 =====