Chapter 52

Shen Su looked at Fang Shao, "Can you give him some advice?"

Fang Shao shook his head helplessly. Nanhe laughed, "Stupid Shensu, so this is what you were thinking." He puffed out his chest proudly, "Who do you think I am? I am the Nanhe boss of the Deep Sea Hotel. I never listen to advice from others."

Seeing the girl lower her head again in disappointment, Nan He touched her head and his voice changed from high-pitched to gentle, "Shan Su, life is like this, it won't always go as you wish."

"Don't worry about me too much, just live your life well."

Fang Shao heard concern and blessings from the man's words.

Nanhe is a gentle and sober person. He doesn't really not care about Shensu, but he doesn't want Shensu to care too much about him. They are two strangers who met on the road. It's very pleasant to walk together for a while, but they will eventually go their own way.

Cangxiu has her own family and life. She cannot turn her strong emotional support to him just because of temporary disappointment in family affection. That is not good.

And he has made his own choice. Life is only a few decades long. Even if he can't live every day wonderfully, he can't live every day mechanically and empty like before. And he doesn't want to see the scenery of his hometown only in his dreams and miss it anymore.

"Shan Su, from now on, laugh when you want to laugh, and don't laugh when you don't want to laugh. Don't think about trying to please others. The world is so big, there will always be people who don't like you, and there will always be people who like you." Nan He laughed. "Just be yourself."

Shen Su couldn't help crying. She had been holding on to a glimmer of hope, thinking that Nan He would change his mind. But in the end, she raised her head and forced a smile. "Okay."

This smile was not pretty, and even looked a little funny because of the snot and tears on the girl's face. But Fang Shao found it very pleasing to the eye.

An inconspicuous little flower finally bravely unfolds its tender petals. This is her unique beauty.

Nanhe and Shenxu walked away hand in hand. The golden sunlight outside the door shone through, just enough to dye their backs golden. Fang Shao looked at this scene and suddenly had a premonition that they would never come again.

Fang Shao couldn't tell for a moment whether he felt relieved at the happy ending or a faint sadness. Or maybe it was both.

Perhaps God couldn't stand his pretentiousness, because the next moment, two guests pushed the door open and interrupted his melancholy.

"Sir~" Harry took a few quick steps towards him, with excitement and surprise on his face.

An old man with white hair and beard, wearing a gorgeous floor-length robe, stood behind him, looking at them with a smile.

"Harry~" Fang Shao stood up with a smile and gave the boy a gentle hug from behind the bar. He looked at the old man, "This is Principal Dumbledore, right?"

The old man nodded, "Hello, Mr. Fang."

The old principal looked almost the same as described in the novel, with long silver hair and beard that reached down to his waist, and a pair of blue eyes that sparkled with wisdom.

"Mr. Fang, you don't speak English, right? If I didn't know a little bit about lip reading, I really wouldn't have noticed this. This is indeed a magical bar." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"I heard from Harry that you have a magical gem that can help Harry solve some small problems, and I, an old guy, can be of some use in it?"

Fang Shao nodded and took out the Soul Stone. "This is it. Principal, you know the origin of the scar on Harry's head, right?"

"That's the mark left on Harry by Voldemort's failed Killing Curse, but lately I've been worried that it's more than just a simple scar." The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Harry's forehead with a sharp gaze.

Harry touched the scar on his head, the expression on his face showing more disgust than worry.

The old man turned his gaze to the orange stone in Fang Shao's hand. At Fang Shao's signal, he took the gem with his wrinkled right hand. Perhaps it was really because the attributes of magicians were similar, Dumbledore immediately felt the huge power contained in the gem just like Mo Yi.

Maybe it really can...

Dumbledore activated the power of the gem, and an orange light emanated. He walked to Harry holding the gem, and under the boy's curious and expectant gaze, he placed his other hand on his forehead.

A white light lit up on his forehead, like a weak little animal struggling weakly under the hunter's palm. A hint of fierceness appeared in Principal Dumbledore's blue eyes, and he clenched his palms without mercy.

“Ah~”

Harry seemed to hear a very faint whine. He looked around in confusion, but everything was quiet.

The white glimmer disappeared into the air, as if it had never appeared.

"What a powerful force..." Dumbledore looked at the Soul Stone with sincere admiration, then returned it to Fang Shao without any regrets.

Harry shook his head and touched his forehead again, but felt no difference. "Principal Dumbledore, is this all right?"

"It should be ready now. Let's give it a try." The old principal took out his wand and whispered a spell, "Black Dragon, move out."

A small snake emerged from the tip of the wand and then twisted and slid to the ground.

Fang Shao silently took a half step back. Even though they were separated by a bar, he still felt physiologically uncomfortable with this slippery reptile.

The headmaster looked at Harry, who immediately understood what the old headmaster meant. He took a half step forward and stared at the snake for a few seconds. The snake looked at the bold human in front of it with some anger, and hissed at him threateningly. Harry listened carefully for a while, then raised his head happily. "Principal, I don't understand."

The boy turned around and shouted to Fang Shao, "I can't understand what it's saying!"

The old headmaster smiled, "It seems that the things Voldemort left in you have really disappeared." But his smile was not as bright and reckless as the young man's, because the old man still had worries in his heart.

Is this just a simple magical connection or...

Tom, Tom, I hope you didn't go down that darkest path.

The word soul fragment kept turning around in the old principal's mind, reminding him of the worst possibility. But the resurrected Dark Lord, the diary that tried to take life, and the fragment with weak life characteristics that he had just wiped out all ruthlessly pointed out a fact.

His guess is being verified step by step.

"Sir, I want three burger combos!" Harry excitedly took out his card, acting like a wealthy second-generation, "It's my treat! Thank you and the principal, thank you both!"

"Okay." The principal nodded with a smile.

Fang Shao was happy for Harry and agreed immediately. But after he finished speaking, he did not move at all behind the bar, staring at the snake that was still sticking out its tongue at Harry in dissatisfaction.

The old principal chuckled upon seeing this, and gently waved his wand to drive away the little animal he had summoned.

"Huh~" Fang Shao breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't feel embarrassed at all for being seen as timid, and walked out of the bar with a smile.

After a busy period, the bar chef Mr. Dave quickly brought out three sets of meals: hot cheeseburgers, freshly fried French fries and popcorn, and a large Coke with ice cubes colliding.

Harry's happiness seemed to have stimulated his appetite. Although he had already had lunch, he was now eating his cheeseburger like a carefree child.

The old principal took a look at the drink cup with a straw, and tried to take a sip of the foamy Coke. "Hmm..." The wrinkles on Dumbledore's face immediately gathered together, and it took a while for them to stretch out again. But judging from his current expression, the greatest white wizard of the time didn't feel bad about Coke.

"Mr. Fang, it seems that someone else needs my help?" the old man said with a smile.

Ah! Fang Shao almost forgot. Initially, he wanted Dumbledore or Grindelwald to use the gem to heal Tu Su, but by chance, Mo Yi took the initiative to solve the problem of Tu Su's soul.

"It's like this..." Fang Shao explained Tu Su's situation to the old principal. Harry also put down the half-eaten burger and listened carefully.

"The problem with Yun...Tu Su has been solved." Harry looked relieved. "I don't know when I can meet him again."

Fang Shao was silent. The situation of the ancient sword had completely deviated from the original plot of the game. He didn't know how Tu Su was doing now, and whether he would have the chance to meet his friend again. He hoped that he could survive this disaster as Long Ming said.

Dumbledore was quick to sense the worry behind Fang Shao's silence and gently changed the subject, "Harry, where is your traffic light? Show it to Mr. Fang."

Harry suddenly realized what was going on and hurriedly took out the traffic light from his pocket. "Sir, is this traffic light broken? Sometimes it suddenly turns yellow and then turns back to green. But I have never seen anyone who has been alerted by it."

Fang Shao took the traffic light, which was now green, indicating safety. "Do you remember what happened when it turned yellow? Who was with you?"

"It's different every time. Sometimes I'm in the classroom, sometimes in the Gryffindor Common Room," Harry seemed to have thought about it many times, and listed the list without thinking, "Sometimes I'm even in the dormitory. There are a lot of people around me at that time, both classmates and teachers."

Harry continued, "I noticed that Sirius Black was mentioned several times, and I wondered if this man was hiding in the school, lurking around me, but..."

Dumbledore spread his hands. "We have searched the entire castle, and the Ministry of Magic has sent out Dementors. Logically, Black should not be in the school."

Harry's face turned pale when he heard the word Dementor. It was obvious that he had truly experienced the malice and terror of Dementors during this period of time.

Fang Shao certainly understood why. He glanced at the old principal, wondering if he really knew nothing about the big black dog right under his nose. The principal was also looking at him with a smile.

Old fox...

Fang Shao looked away, and Harry on the other side was looking at him with a trusting look. Fang Shao hesitated for a moment between intervening directly in the plot and continuing to keep a bystander's distance. Tu Su's precedent was before him, and he didn't know what kind of changes he would bring to Harry.

Neither the old headmaster nor Harry urged him.

Fang Shao's hesitation did not last long, and he quickly made a decision.