"What happened?" Damon took a sip of red tea and said calmly, "Actually, nothing happened. I just made enough money and don't want to perform anymore, that's all."
As if he knew that such a statement was not sincere enough, he took the initiative to add:
"If the talent for piano is judged according to the results of OWL, then I think my talent is just barely reaching the passing line (A), and it is still far from the above (E) and (O)."
"How could it be? Aren't you a child prodigy?"
Dumbledore didn't understand.
"Professor, this is actually a little trick that is not presentable." Damon had a smile on his face, but a hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes. "If we were to compete in piano playing skills, I am actually far behind the level of those masters. Even if I spend my entire life, I cannot reach half of their level in their youth.
It's just that I perform this trick blindfolded, making those outsiders think that I am very powerful, and even give me the title of a child prodigy.
It's like, they call me the Dueling Prince, but at the time I only used a Disarming Spell, I can't Apparate, and I can't even wear armor, but those people think I can do everything."
Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully.
"I see." He said with some regret, "So, the image of a musical prodigy was created by you accidentally, but in fact, your talent is not that outstanding?"
"Yes, at that time, the orphanage was very poor and was about to close down. I had no choice but to stand up and become an 'idol' to save it through performance."
"But I always knew that I was not a genius. Compared with music, they valued my age more, so after making enough money, I quit and got a good reputation.
If I had insisted on performing like this, even if I only persisted until I was fifteen, I'm afraid social media would start to publish news that I had run out of ideas."
Damon finished speaking, and took the initiative to spread his hands and smiled.
"Do you feel a little disappointed? It turns out that the so-called name of a genius prodigy is just an illusion deliberately created through deception."
"That's true, but I think that you can reach the level that others can only achieve after five years of study at the age of six. This is a kind of talent in itself, and..."
Dumbledore frankly admitted his disappointment, but at the same time, he stood up again, came to Damon, leaned forward slightly, put his hands on his shoulders, and looked at him at eye level.
"Perhaps your piano talent may indeed be fake, but Damon, I am very sure that your talent in magic is real. Damon White is a natural master of magic. No one can deny this."
"Oh--" Damon was absent-minded for a moment and nodded, "Thank you, professor, of course I think so too."
Dumbledore smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Well, thank you for satisfying the curiosity of an old man like me. If you encounter any problems in the future-any unsolvable problems, come to me, okay?"
"Professor, you have done enough."
Damon stood up and said goodbye. Before leaving, he turned around and said:
"By the way, my promise to you is the same. If you have any troubles, you are welcome to come to me. This promise is valid for a long time."
After that, he closed the door and left.
Dumbledore sat back in his seat, looked at the direction where Damon left, and suddenly said to the portraits on the wall:
"He is very interesting, isn't he?"
The matter of Damon White's re-sorting was rejected by Dumbledore before it could even begin.
Everything seemed to have not started yet, but everything seemed to have already happened.
Although private crickets were unavoidable, at least the Slytherin students would not openly condemn Malfoy.
In addition, many Slytherin girls began to inquire about Damon's news.
On weekdays, the little witch of Gryffindor had always consciously controlled the disclosure of news. Damon's outstanding performance was limited to the first-year students who took classes with him. Even if his performance in class was often discussed by those students, the fluctuation was limited.
After all, after getting used to Damon's excellence, they couldn't make a fuss every time after class.
That is to say, except for the first-year students, the students of other grades have a limited understanding of Damon - they only know that this first-year junior is very good, but they have no idea how good he is.
Now, this cognition has been broken.
After the publication of White's Transfiguration Law, Damon's fame has been increasing both inside and outside the school.
When these people learned about Damon's usual performance, they were even more excited - White's Theorem was too far away from them, and many wizards in the lower and middle grades could not recognize the gap.
But when they knew that Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall had been giving Damon extra lessons, and that Damon could always complete the learning tasks in class perfectly, their eyes lit up.
With his handsome appearance, almost 90% of the witches have made a great wish in their hearts - they want to have a relationship with Damon before graduation!
But unfortunately, their fanatical hormones cannot be released even a little.
After all, let alone them, even students of the same grade, even Gryffindor first-year students who take classes together, can't find Damon at all.
Every time when the class was over, he disappeared as soon as he turned a corner, and no one could find him.
As a result, half an hour before the first-year Gryffindor class, their classroom was always crowded with people. When Damon appeared, screams would be heard inside and outside the classroom one after another - it seemed that a fanatical emotion was spreading, and even the classmates who were originally more restrained began to go crazy.
Harry and Ron both suspected that if this continued, sooner or later someone would put aphrodisiacs in Damon's food.
In the end, it was Gemma Farley, the head of Slytherin, who came forward to stop everything.
I don't know what method she used in the end. In short, the classroom would not always be crowded with witches of all grades, and when Damon had breakfast, there would not always be people watching him like a monkey.
However, it is said that someone later saw Gemma Farley and Damon walking in the Black Lake, talking and laughing.
But after that, no one saw them going in and out in pairs.
And Damon, after learning Occlumency from Professor Flitwick for ten weeks, finally got started with this extremely difficult and advanced magic.
"That's enough, Damon. I'm not an expert in Occlumency, so I can only teach you so far."
After another extra lesson, Professor Flitwick nodded to Damon.
"Even the most proficient master of Legilimency can't try to spy on your thoughts, but you have to pay attention to the fact that you can't deceive their senses and let them see what they think.
If there is a chance, maybe you can continue to improve with Professor Snape. He and Dumbledore are both experts in this area."
"Thank you for your selfless teaching, professor, can we continue to the next one-"
"Of course not, Damon." Flitwick directly rejected him, "Have you forgotten? Next week is the exam week, kid, you should take a break and prepare for the exam well."
Damon was a little stunned when he heard this.
Unknowingly, his first year at Hogwarts is coming to an end?
He walked out of the classroom and subconsciously looked out the window.
The sun was shining brightly, the water of the Black Lake was glittering with golden spots, a giant squid was lying in the warm shallow water basking in the sun, and several wizards were sitting under a big tree reading books, the shadows of the tree were dancing.
Is it summer already?
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O (Outstanding) Excellent
E (exceeds expectations) Exceeds expectations
A (acceptable) Pass
Fail:
P (poor) Poor
D (dreadful) Terrible
T (Troll) Troll
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