The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Master Patrick!" Professor Winston-Vance grinned, showing his yellow teeth: "It seems that you are very popular in this school! At this moment, in this room , there are at least five pairs of eyes watching you!"

"Really?" Christopher Patrick nodded calmly, without any fluctuations on his face: "I will have more..."

The two distinguished guests from the Durmstrang Academy of Magic spoke very softly between them, and the surrounding guests could not hear them at all.

But they'd be surprised if they could hear—

Because the well-known Principal Vance spoke in such a respectful tone when facing an "ordinary" student.

But now, in their eyes, this is just a normal communication between a pair of teachers and students who have a harmonious relationship——

"It seems that Hogwarts is in crisis now!" Principal Vance said with emotion after taking a glass of Jerez wine and taking a sip.

"Oh? How do you know that?" Christopher asked curiously.

"For example, the host of this banquet, the aura exuding from his body is a bit unusual!" Vance turned and looked straight ahead, looking at Horace Slugger, who was talking eloquently beside several guests. Horn.

"Yes!" Christopher Patrick didn't look up, nor turned to look at the Potions teacher.

"And even on a big day like Christmas, Albus Dumbledore, the principal, is not on campus!" Vance continued.

"Oh?" Christopher looked up curiously: "Didn't Albus Dumbledore appear here a few hours ago... How did you know that he is not on campus now?" !"

"That's fake!" Vance snorted coldly: "It's just a not-so-sophisticated transfiguration technique. To be honest, I doubt that Dumbledore's magic level has regressed... Of course, if it wasn't for fifty years ago I have seen this kind of transfiguration, maybe I will be deceived by it..."

Christopher seemed to have choked on a sip of ale, he coughed a few times, and then changed the subject: "Aren't you in Durmstrang Castle now, it's a big day like Christmas... ..."

"I just received your call, and I feel very honored to be able to participate in this Christmas party!" A smile appeared on Vance's face, and at the same time he nodded to Christopher.

"Dumbledore may be the same!" Christopher said lightly: "He may also be attending a Christmas party!"

...

For a while, there seemed to be a brief silence between the two of them.

Until Principal Vance took the initiative to speak again: "I don't know how the master is doing now... Sir Patrick, do you have his whereabouts?"

"If you mean Master Grindelwald..." Christopher said slowly.

When he said the name, Vance shivered involuntarily.

"As far as I know... two months ago, he was fishing for salmon on Lake Baikal..." Christopher paused: "But I don't know much now, maybe he was riding a sled dog in Alaska... "

"Is that so..." There seemed to be a gratified smile on Vance's face.

This is somewhat inconsistent with his notorious reputation.

"Then what is the purpose of your calling me here?" He wiped the corners of his eyes lightly, and looked at Christopher Patrick again: "To be honest, my dull old head can't guess clear!"

"It's just a party!" Christopher said calmly, "Come, let's try the pudding!"

Obeying the other party's order, Vance nodded and ate a few pieces of pudding with a smile on his face.

"The taste is really good, but it's a little sweet!" He commented, and at the same time, he mentioned as if unintentionally: "Then what about Rozier and Frederick, they came to Britain to attend the Christmas dinner Is it?"

As he spoke, Vance's face suddenly changed.

He seemed to have remembered something, and his voice instantly became pleading: "Master Patrick, if I ask something that shouldn't be asked, I hope you don't take it to heart!"

"It's nothing, Vance!" Christopher said with a look of indifference: "It's not something worth keeping secret... Rozier also came to attend a Christmas dinner, but the place of the dinner was in London... As for Frey Derek, I asked him to come pick up a new friend of ours..."

"New friends..." Principal Winston-Vance murmured, and he looked at the boy beside him, becoming a little strange.

He seemed to muster up his courage, and then asked: "Master Patrick, I wish I could take the liberty of asking one last question... Have you inherited the master's wishes... Will you inherit the master's ideals?"

To be honest, this seems like a somewhat esoteric question.

At least for Christopher Patrick.

He looked at the wine glass in his hand for almost five minutes——

After thinking over and over again, he calmly said, "Why not?"

...

The chaotic dinner party was finally coming to an end.

It looked like most people had had their fill.

The sound of music sounded from all directions... Horace Slughorn waved his wand, and a large stage appeared in the center of the banquet hall.

A specially hired band is playing crazily on the stage.

"After we've had our fill—" Horace Slughorn's sonorous voice rang out from the stage: "Let's celebrate as much as we can!"

Then he stepped up to Professor Sybill Trelawney, bent towards her, and held out a hand.

There were several empty beer bottles in front of Professor Trelawney, she stood up drunkenly, and then began to dance with Professor Slughorn in disorder.

Couple after couple of dance partners also began to walk onto the stage.

At the same time, there are a few people who can't wait too long.

"Christopher!"

"Christopher!"

"Christopher Patrick!"

Draco Malfoy was struggling to push through the crowd, trying to get to the long table at the front.

But when he got close to it, Malfoy saw a few faces that he hated——

"Potter...Granger...Weasley..." he said hoarsely.

But the trio didn't seem to notice him, and their eyes were focused on the notorious Principal Durmstrang.

"Principal Vance..." Hermione Granger seemed to muster up her courage, and she asked the ugly old man, "Excuse me, where is Mr. Patrick?"

"Young people, naturally do what young people are supposed to do!" Principal Winston-Vance grinned, his yellow teeth looked a bit pervasive:

"As soon as Slughorn announced the ball, Christopher went to ask a charming girl to dance..."