Chapter 60 Helping the Principal to Coax His Pet

The legendary Mirror of Erised, a famous alchemical item, allows anyone standing in front of it to see what they want most.

Very magical.

"Is this... a mirror that reflects the soul?"

Kyle resisted the urge to take a look and turned his gaze elsewhere.

"It seems that you recognized the Mirror of Erised."

Dumbledore appeared behind Kyle at some point and said gently: "I am glad that you can resist its temptation. This is something that many adult wizards cannot do.

People always waste their time in front of it, obsessed with what they see, and even driven crazy."

"I just don't want to add to my troubles, Headmaster." Kyle turned around and smiled: "I am quite satisfied with my current life."

"A wise choice."

Dumbledore walked around Kyle, came to the mirror and gently stroked the golden frame and said: "I must admit that you have surpassed me, an old man, in this regard, because even I can't help but look at it sometimes."

"So what do you see when you look in the mirror?" Kyle asked at the right time: "The true meaning of magic? Or a more profound theory."

"You are praising me and making me blush, Kyle.

"I may not be as great as you think, because what I see is myself holding a pair of thick wool socks. "

"There are never enough socks to wear. "Dumbledore blinked and said, "Christmas came and went, and I didn't receive a pair of socks, but people insisted on giving me books."

Kyle had reason to suspect that Dumbledore was hinting at him to give a gift. After all, it was less than two months away from Christmas.

Just when Kyle was thinking about whether to express his gratitude, Dumbledore had returned to his desk and ordered himself a cup of black tea and a plate full of sugar cubes.

"Want a drink, Kyle?"

"Lemonade, please. "

Dumbledore nodded, and soon a large glass of lemonade appeared on the table.

Kyle took a sip and found that it tasted just like ordinary lemonade, and it didn't taste any different because he was in the principal's office.

After he finished a whole glass of lemonade, Dumbledore opposite him was still leisurely sipping black tea, with no intention of speaking.

The portraits of former principals on the wall were also very quiet. They were all snoring softly in their frames, but occasionally someone would half open their eyes and secretly look at him.

In this atmosphere, Kyle just felt uncomfortable all over.

Just at this time, the whistle of the Quidditch match came from outside the window.

Kyle calmed down and asked first: "Principal, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Look at me, I was so busy drinking tea that I almost forgot the business.

Dumbledore patted his forehead, stood up and took Kyle to a tall gilded perch behind the door.

There stood a fiery red phoenix, that is, Fawkes.

"Fawkes has been angry with me recently." Dumbledore said distressedly, "But I don't know why. Can you help me ask?"

"Is that so?"

Kel understood and turned to look at Fawkes. He knew that this phoenix must understand what Dumbledore had just said.

Fawkes glanced at Kyle, then turned his gaze to Dumbledore. The bird's face actually showed a clear expression of disgust, and it cried reluctantly.

Kel nodded and said, "No wonder you are so angry."

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"What did it say?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

Although he was a language genius and could even learn snake language and goblin language by himself, the phoenix was different. The language of this ancient creature was very obscure, and even he could hardly understand it completely.

In addition, the angry Fawkes seemed to speak with an accent, which made it even more difficult for him to understand.

Kyle considered his words and said, "Principal, Fox asked you not to put cockroaches in its food anymore."

Dumbledore's expression was a little incredible, "I always thought it would like that."

After hearing what Dumbledore said, Fox turned around angrily and pointed his butt at him.

It's a phoenix, not a chicken, how could it like bugs.

Dumbledore also realized that something was wrong and apologized quickly, trying to make up for his mistake.

But Fox ignored him. No matter where Dumbledore went, it would change direction at the first time and always leave him with only a butt. It even covered its head with its wings and didn't listen to what he said at all.

In the end, it was Kyle who contributed his white fresh leaves and a bellflower, which barely coaxed the angry Fox.

Don't get me wrong, this bellflower was not taken by Kyle from the lounge, but a prize for helping Professor Sprout clean the greenhouse.

It's a pity that it was gone before it was warmed up.

Seeing Fawkes swallow it in just a few bites, Kyle felt so distressed.

"I knew I had to find you."

Dumbledore patted Kyle's shoulder happily and said, "If it weren't for you, it would take me a while to coax it."

"It's nothing, Headmaster." Kyle forced a smile and said, "Anything else? If not, I want to watch the Quidditch game."

Kyle touched his lizard skin bag. He didn't want to stay any longer now.

What if Fawkes feels that he is not satisfied and makes trouble again? He is just a first-year wizard, and he doesn't have any extra herbs to waste.

Besides, the phoenix is ​​not his, so let Dumbledore solve it himself.

"There is one more small matter. Don't worry, it won't take up too much of your time." Dumbledore turned around and took out a bottle of potion from the drawer behind the table.

"This is the magic suppressant potion for Mikel."

Dumbledore explained: "Originally, I wanted Madam Pomfrey to bring it to him, but I don't think he really wants to go to the infirmary. Since you are here, just take it back with you."

Kyle took the potion and couldn't help asking: "Principal, has Mikel not learned to control his magic yet?"

"This is not an easy thing." Dumbledore thought for a while and said: "But Pomona said that he is making rapid progress. When he is promoted to the second grade, he should no longer need the magic suppressant potion."

Kyle nodded.

"Remember." Dumbledore instructed, "I know that the anti-magic potion brewed by Professor Snape may not be so delicious, but it is very important to Mikel. So you must make sure that he really drinks it, and not just pour it out somewhere."

"Don't worry, Principal, Mikel is my roommate." Kyle smiled and said, "I will definitely watch him finish it."

"Then I'm relieved." Dumbledore picked up the cup of black tea again, "Go watch the game, it shouldn't be over yet."

(Weakly asking for a ticket)