Dumbledore's Dilemma

The girl raised her head, narrowed her eyes slightly, and the next impact was on the directors' frames, some of the portraits were outdated. It would be a shame if they were damaged. After all, she didn't know if Dumbledore could fix them.

More importantly, she thinks the thoughts of those directors are quite interesting.

"Let's forget it!"

Gritting her teeth, Elena grabbed the two sides of the branch cover with both hands, swung her body with momentum, and reluctantly aimed the bird's head in another direction of the room, then shrank as if avoiding injury.

Clang! Clang!

The frightened Phoenix Fox ran directly to the wooden table where it was before, causing all kinds of snacks and desserts to fall to the ground, and finally collided with Dumbledore's wooden desk, stopping.

The ink bottle on Dumbledore's desk fell, drenching the scattered letters with a layer of ink.

Elena's small body hit the wall with the directors' portraits with momentum. The girl panicked and seemed to grab the edge of a wooden frame, slightly cushioning the force, and then slowly slid down the corner of the wall.

Thud!

Several seconds later, a large wooden frame fell from the wall, and the next moment, Elena heard Phineas's roar in her ear.

"I want to fire you! In my time, I must fire you."

Okay, obviously, Elena already knew which director had inadvertently taken the portrait.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Elena smiled, sitting on the floor, rubbing her reddened and swollen shoulders, and tapping the edge of the portrait's frame.

"Again, Director Phineas, this image remains quite strong. Relax, relax."

At that moment, Elena suddenly noticed that there seemed to be an ancient scroll hidden behind Phineas's frame, and it seemed to have many secret records.

- Is it a hidden magic spell, the UU reading at .com, or a clue to the secret treasure left by the founder?

The slightly bright eyes of the little silver-haired loli looked around, her lips trembled, and she reached out to take the scroll from behind the wall frame. She was about to open it and take a closer look.

Creak.

There was a slight noise at the door, it seemed that someone was pushing the door.

- Dumbledore has returned!

Elena frowned and quickly tucked the scroll into her clothes, then fell to the floor pretending to be in pain.

Dumbledore pushed the door and looked at the messy office with a surprised expression.

The entire headmaster's office seemed to have experienced a fierce battle.

The massive chandelier on the ceiling had a strange tilt to one side. Sweets, cookies, and various snacks were scattered all over the floor. The huge wooden bookshelf was leaning in the middle of the room. The floor was littered with scattered papers and books, still gurgling. Ink from the inkwell was splattered everywhere.

In front of the bright and moving Phoenix Fox, and lying on the floor in front of his desk, was a messy pile of feathers, alongside the crumpled branch hat, and the silver-haired Elena huddled in the corner with a pained look, not knowing how to fall. The portrait of director Phineas on the floor blocked most of the girl's body.

"Cough. So, what the hell happened?"

The director, respected by all the teachers and students in the history of Hogwarts, the greatest contemporary wizard, finally felt the sense of confusion after many years.

.....

Due to the mourning of the phoenix fox, the condemnation of the branch hat, and the eloquent explanations of the portraits, Dumbledore quickly understood what was happening in the headmaster's office in just ten minutes.

He looked calmly sitting in the rattan chair, observing the eyes and noses, a pair of obedience, silently licking the little silver loli with pumpkin iced juice, Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

After so many years of teaching at Hogwarts, he had also encountered many students with eccentric characters.

But a student like Elena, who obediently obeys like a model student, and sometimes even more audacious than Pippi, is indeed the first time he has encountered someone like her.

At least in Hogwarts' long school history, she was the first to dare to cook the owl that was sent to the school.

"Miss Caslana, it seems that you have a different understanding of the word food."

Combining the disappearance of the owl in Professor McGonagall's mouth, Dumbledore even formulated a strange guess.

In the eyes of this cute girl, perhaps everything in the world is simply divided into two types: edible or inedible.

"However, this behavior is actually..."

After thinking for a while, Dumbledore said euphemistically and slowly, thinking about how to guide the girl to understand her problem.

"I was wrong."

Before Dumbledore finished speaking, Elena blinked, left the pumpkin iced juice in her hand, and responded seriously.

"I'm not accusing you, just..."

Dumbledore's tone paused, he shook his head, slightly changed his breath, and continued gently.

According to his years of experience teaching students, simply emphasizing or blaming a student for their mistake, in addition to repeatedly expressing anger, cannot actually help these children find the right path.

Exploring problems from the perspective of an older friend is much more effective than blindly using the identity and mandate of a teacher.

And this is what Dumbledore is most proud of, he can always be friends with all the students.

—Well, until today.

"I know what I did wrong!" Elena interrupted again.

"Uh, no..."

Dumbledore's smile solidified, and he unconsciously raised his hand to say something.

"The phoenix is a friend to humanity!"

"I am very wrong to do this!"

"I am extremely repentant and apologetic for all I have caused!"

"I promise not to do it next time!"

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