Chapter 885 Let’s Work! More Than!

Lucius Malfoy's determination exceeded Dumbledore's expectations.

In other words, as the new "boy on the school board" took the initiative to speak, almost all the wizards present began to help him speak in unison and tacitly. Under such a sudden group will, Dumbledore was also a little confused.

However, the old man quickly understood the line from the expressions of the people around him.

"I see. Is this a private contract between the Ministry of Magic and the school board..."

Dumbledore stood on the podium in the center of the hall, with a panoramic view of the expressions and movements of the wizards around him.

There are too many changes in Hogwarts and they are too mysterious. The Ministry of Magic and various pure-blood families hope to install spy posts in the castle.

Obviously, these cunning pure-blood wizard families will not take the initiative. They are more accustomed to letting small characters test them first. This is like the scouts in ancient wars - Malfoy, who has just joined the school board, is undoubtedly like this at this time. An identity. From this point of view, that letter...may not only represent Lucius Malfoy's personal meaning.

"The Ministry of Magic and the pure-blood families are indeed suspicious... I have to tell that girl to keep a low profile."

Dumbledore pondered for a moment, thinking quickly in his mind, and his tone became serious.

"I still say the same thing. As the principal of Hogwarts, I must first ensure the campus life of the students-the school welcomes house elves from all over the world, but the prerequisite is that management rights must be handed over during this period-unconditionally obey the arrangements .”

"Wait, Professor Dumbledore, you mean..."

Umbridge narrowed her eyes and whispered softly, "During this period, Hogwarts will be superior to the original wizard family. Even ordering them to reveal secrets or betray the original owner is theoretically possible. ?”

"Hogwarts has no intention of prying into the secrets of your homes," Dumbledore said simply, "but considering the overall situation, this is the bottom line - the school has a school system, otherwise everything will be messed up."

"...Well, I have a question."

Mr. Greengrass of the school board stroked his cane and spoke softly.

"It is always reasonable for native families to want to know about the training situation, or occasionally care about the lives of their own servants, right? As we all know, we always attach great importance to reputation... Hogwarts may be too tolerant in this regard."

"Of course you can. Whether you send a letter or ask directly, there is no problem."

Dumbledore nodded politely and said softly,

"Hogwarts is not a prison, nor is it the Dark Devil's lair. Any visit is welcome - as long as it does not affect the school's normal education plan. At least, personally, I am very optimistic about Mr. Malfoy's proposal."

"Well, in that case... Mr. Minister, why don't we let Lucius try it first?"

Greengrass nodded noncommittally and looked to his side with a smile.

He had long heard that the Malfoy family had a close relationship with the Ministry of Magic, and now it seemed that it was indeed the case.

Unsurprisingly, most of this proactive attack came from the Ministry of Magic: in terms of placing nails, the Ministry of Magic has become more and more obvious in recent years. This was what Greengrass and the others had expected.

Although he didn't know how big the appetite of the Ministry of Magic was, Greengrass didn't mind selling well at this time.

Unless the Malfoy family betrays the honor of its pure-blood wizard family, he will never be able to stand on the opposite side of the Hogwarts school board members. Greengrass is well aware of the middle-aged wizard's astuteness in taking sides and positions.

Politics and power are short-lived after all, and blood is the most eternal bond.

Lucius Malfoy?

Sure enough, these old guys can't hold it back anymore?

Cornelius Fudge raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Greengrass thoughtfully.

Since he tried every means to let Umbridge enter Hogwarts this year, these Hogwarts school board members obviously feel threatened, and it is not surprising that they do this in order to maintain their control over the school.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why they suddenly attracted the Malfoy family to the board of directors.

"If Mr. Malfoy himself has no objection, of course the Ministry of Magic also supports it 100%."

Cornelius Fudge said with a smile, and glanced at Greengrass, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

As the "Young Minister of Magic" who has just been in office for two years, Cornelius Fudge urgently needs the support of these veteran magic families. In this case, anyone who is not a fool knows that he should give out favors as soon as possible.

Besides, compared to Umbridge, house elves can naturally discover more secrets.

"It seems that you have almost discussed it, so I don't have any objections..."

Dumbledore smiled slightly and whispered thoughtfully.

On one side is the current British Minister of Magic, and on the other is the talker of the old pure-blood wizard family. The eye contact between the two is too obvious - the words have already been said to this extent. If you refuse forcefully, it will be a guilty conscience.

"So, Mr. Malfoy, what do you think?"

Dumbledore turned his head and looked at the middle-aged wizard sitting at the bottom.

"If there's no problem, we can start 'dispatch learning' tomorrow - the Owlhouse at Hogwarts is open to your house elves at any time. Of course, you can also go to Hogwarts Castle on the weekends to learn about 'training' progress."

"...Of course, I will always pay attention."

Lucius Malfoy took a deep breath, clenched his pale hands into fists, and then unclenched them.

In the palm of the man's hand, there was a short reply like a note.

[Sorry, students have their own lives, and we can only try our best to guide them. 】

He should have known that as the most powerful wizard alive, Dumbledore wouldn't care at all about the pleas of a former Death Eater.

Even if losing the only house elf would be a little troublesome on a daily basis at best, Lucius couldn't imagine what the Malfoy family would be like if he lost Draco - he would have to find a way to protect that stupid, disobedient son.

Fortunately, compared to the Dark Lord, at least Dumbledore is a more decent person.

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Dumbledore frowned as he watched the Hogwarts school board members leave.

Things were trickier than he thought.

This almost means that the eyes outside the school have begun to focus on Elena Kaslana in advance, and it is not the content shown in their plan, but who is behind the overall plan.

The only thing that confused Dumbledore was why Lucius Malfoy was willing to charge into battle.

However, these things and the whole story are not that important for the time being.

Regarding the issue of house elves, just leave it to the white-haired dumpling to deal with when the time comes.

Didn't that white-haired dumpling want to try training on a house elf? He simply used the elf sent by the Malfoy family. Hogwarts plus the dual restrictions of the original wizard family, even if Elena had nothing Demagoguery will never subvert the racial habits that house elves have developed over thousands of years... It should, it shouldn't, right?

Compared with the house elves who are used to being loose and free at Hogwarts, those who come from pure-blood wizard families are difficult to change their minds no matter how hard they think. Over the years, Dumbledore has visited many magical places. family.

But for some reason, Dumbledore suddenly felt palpitations in his heart.

After experiencing so many similar incidents, he is now starting to suffer from a bit of "Elena Kaslana Syndrome".

"...Professor, Professor Dumbledore?"

Not far away, Cornelius Fudge stopped and looked at Dumbledore with some concern.

"Your face looks a little uncomfortable, are you too tired..."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, it's just an old problem this time -"

Dumbledore came back to his senses, waved his hands tiredly, and showed a helpless and warm smile.

"As I get older, I don't have as much energy as you young people. Don't worry about me. Just keep talking."

"Oh, then I'll go on..."

Cornelius Fudge cleared his throat, lowered his head and glanced at the manuscript in his hand, and continued reading.

"In addition to the Quidditch World Cup schedule, the 'Golden Crucible' competition expected to be held in the middle to late next year should also start, and the coordination work of the International Federation of Wizards must also be synchronized...other than that, well, Um Deputy Minister Rich submitted a "Draft on Restricting the Scope of Work on Dangerous Species" last month..."

"Restrict...dangerous species?"

Dumbledore looked through the meeting outline at hand and asked calmly.

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore," a fat pink toad said with a smile, "Based on the emergency response submitted by the Auror Office last year, we believe it is necessary to restrict the activities of 'non-human' species in the magical world - —They can avoid being hunted and killed, but for safety reasons, they are obviously not suitable for engaging in some public occupations."

"I should have expressed my opinion on this."

Dumbledore sat up straight and crossed his long fingers on the table.

"Restricting and squeezing the normal lifestyle and range of those 'special groups' will only force them to take desperate risks, or drive them to the dark side of the wizarding world. The wizarding world should be more tolerant and actively try to get used to living in harmony."

"But about two months ago, Fenrir Greyback...well, maybe it was his men. Anyway, another werewolf attacked Muggles. Although the unlucky guy saved his life, I think this I’m afraid he’s not a good person—”

Cornelius Fudge slowly shook his head and said seriously.

"Perhaps there really are some harmless, kind-hearted werewolves and vampires in this world... But we don't have the energy or ability to identify them one by one... There is no nationwide killing order. This is already the result of a compromise. Sk Lin Jie is leading the team to capture Fenrir. If this operation can be successful, then we can slowly negotiate..."

"Fenrir Greyback, is it still him this time? Okay, I understand."

Dumbledore frowned and sighed.

Fenrir Greyback is perhaps the most ruthless werewolf in the wizarding world.

He even makes it his goal in life to bite and infect as many people as possible.

For decades, Fenrir Greyback had wanted to create enough werewolves to conquer wizards, so he specialized in biting children so that they would grow up away from their parents and grow up hating normal wizards. , became a member of his werewolf army - during the dark period when Voldemort was raging, this was Voldemort's weapon to threaten those who disobeyed.

At the same time, he is also one of the few Azkaban fugitives in the wizarding world who Aurors have the right to kill on the spot without approval.

Dumbledore once tried to take action, but Fenrir Greyback was like a wild beast in the mountains. He disappeared into the mountains and forests before he could get close. Several successive encirclement and suppression attempts by the Ministry of Magic also failed.

"Just in terms of the way it is handled, will this force the 'acquired werewolves' who originally lived in the magical world to be more..."

"Professor Dumbledore, the Ministry of Magic has set up a special werewolf registration office."

Cornelius Fudge gave a polite reminder, apparently not intending to budge on the draft.

"Yeah, the Ministry of Magic's Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, a division of the Office of Beasts, the Werewolf Registry. I don't think there are many people who want to be treated like beasts - well... I have reservations."

Dumbledore looked at the wizards around him and shrugged helplessly.

Even if he becomes the most powerful wizard recognized in the magic world today, he is actually powerless on many things.

Just as Grindelwald and Elena said, changing the world requires more than just strength. Traditional thinking is like a stubborn disease. Even if the corresponding antidote is found, it must be cured little by little over time.

This is like the house elf about to arrive at Hogwarts.

Perhaps Elena can incite goblins, unite saints, and even capture ghosts, but when she faces a house elf from a pure-blood family who has received enslavement education for generations, she will understand what the horror of habits and imprints is. .

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Malfoy Manor.

Lucius Malfoy was explaining to his wife what happened at the board meeting today.

However, to Lucius's expectation, the rhetoric he prepared did not come into use. Narcissa accepted it faster than he expected. This witch of the Black family, who has always been somewhat strong, did not show any signs of resistance due to this. Too many protests.

Narcissa crossed her arms and looked at her husband thoughtfully.

"So, Dobby will go to work at Hogwarts Castle?"

"Yes, the time is roughly one year, because..."

"During this period, Dobby was still the house elf of the Malfoy family, right?"

"Yes, but Hogwarts will have higher command authority..."

"What about Draco? In addition to the principal, compared to other students in Hogwarts, Draco can obviously command Dobby a little bit. Do I understand correctly? Taking care of his young master is something that should be done in the first place. Dobby’s job.”

"Well, that's right..."

"That's no problem. The rest is up to you."

Mrs. Malfoy stood up and walked neatly out of the living room.

Only Lucius, who was hesitant to speak, and the timid house elf were left in the living room.

Having been husband and wife for decades, Narcissa knew her husband's character and conduct very well. Although she was not entirely sure what had happened recently, a woman's intuition still gave her a lot of guesses - Draco might have encountered It's time to get into trouble.

Maybe it wasn't entirely Draco's fault, but judging from her husband's recent irritable mood, there must be some connection between the two.

"..."

Lucius Malfoy glanced at his wife's back silently, shook his head with a wry smile.

When the matter is over, perhaps it would be better for him to take the initiative to confess.

Then, Mr. Malfoy's face gradually turned cold, and he lowered his head to look at the house elf in front of him.

"You have to go to Hogwarts tomorrow," he said softly. "Dobby, I think you should know - you know why I have to send you there, right? After you get to Hogwarts, What are you going to do?"

"Yes, Master, I will serve the young master well——"

"Find that dangerous notebook! You must find a way to figure out where the thing Draco stole from home is before things get out of control! If you have any information, tell me immediately, don't do it yourself...especially , especially don’t let Draco, or other house elves, or Dumbledore notice that there is a problem, otherwise... you know what might happen..."

Lucius Malfoy lowered his voice and spoke sternly.

"I come to Hogwarts Castle once a week, and I don't want to have no news..."

After a slight pause, Lucius added in a serious tone.

"Also, you must take good care of Draco - do you understand? If there is any danger in Hogwarts - you know what I am referring to - take him out of the school as soon as possible, or find a place to hide. stand up."

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