Chapter 317: The Tallest Tower in the Castle

Not long after Fan Lin climbed out, the magic circle that was still accumulating suddenly exploded. It was like a big earthquake had occurred. Fan Lin saw a ray of white light burst out from the ground.

That was the direction of the Black Lake. It turned out that the phantom he saw was not an illusion. The temple at the bottom of the lake was exactly the same as the place where it was finally sealed, and what Idun said was to use the corpse of the beast to suppress it.

It seems that the Slytherins in the Black Lake are not having an easy time tonight. The strong vibrations can be felt even in the direction of the Forbidden Forest. Maybe people will find that the depth of the Black Lake will increase again the next day. Originally The vacancy created by the collapse of the underground space will definitely be filled with water.

But who will care about him? That place is so far away from Hogwarts, and even a shock cannot destroy the Slytherins protected by Hogwarts' defensive formation.

This is something left by Slytherin's ancestors, and it's natural that they should accept such a great favor. In short, they can't sleep well.

Fan Lin shook his head gently. His mind was a little dazed. Post-war sequelae?

Now was not the time for him to faint. Dumbledore was still waiting for him.

Fan Lin's figure was shaking a little. It was already twelve o'clock at midnight. He was very fast, but it still took him ten minutes to crawl out. At this time, he had mysteriously disappeared from the Hogwarts ward.

Fanlin really wants to know what happened to Harry and Hermione, but his destination now should be the tower of Hogwarts, and Sirius should still be there.

…

At this time, in the school hospital, Dumbledore had locked them in the ward. Harry and Hermione had returned here ten minutes ago, and they happened to bump into Dumbledore who had just left the hospital.

"Fan Lin hasn't come back yet!" Harry said, he was very anxious. He knew that Fan Lin had gone to hunt down Peter Pettigrew, but until they returned to the castle, Fan Lin still had no intention of showing up.

"Professor Dumbledore..." Hermione panicked.

"What are you talking about, Potter and Miss Granger!" Dumbledore said, looking down at Harry and Hermione, "If you two want to give Sirius a gift, Maybe I can help you plead with the minister, the reason is revenge, how about it?"

"But Fanlin..." Harry said anxiously. He and Hermione almost searched the Forbidden Forest with Buckbeak, but they still couldn't find the white ferret.

"I think Mr. Fanlin Aier is really too tired. He should rest for a while. After all, he fought so many dementors..."

Dumbledore took out the pocket watch in his pocket, "Oh, it's already midnight. I think the minister must be a little cold. After all, the tower of Hogwarts is not such a warm place. I think you should wear more clothes." Go up, but if you go back now, Madam Pomfrey..."

Dumbledore gently touched Harry and Hermione's bodies, and the soil that should not have been there disappeared instantly without a trace.

"Okay, let's go up, I think Minister Cornelius Fudge and Professor Snape have finished their conversation."

After saying that, Dumbledore walked towards the top floor without looking back. Harry and Hermione looked worried. They didn't know why Dumbledore said that. Fanlin hadn't come back yet, and now …

"Let's go up!" Harry said, "I believe Fanlin and Dumbledore are there! Let's go, Hermione!"

Harry gently tugged on Hermione's clothes, and the two of them followed Dumbledore's steps toward the top floor.

Hogwarts seemed particularly cold today, and they even felt a slight vibration. This might be their misunderstanding, but the temperature on the top floor was not so friendly.

"Oh, Albus..." Cornelius Foley said, "I was just wondering when you would come over. The temperature here is really not good. I think we should finish quickly and go down for a drink. How about coffee?”

Cornelius Foley said, he kept holding Dumbledore's arm, and his black cloak kept swinging in the biting cold wind. It looked really bad, especially the dementors outside the barrier, They were not allowed to enter the castle's confines, which was why Cornelius Fudge had been waiting for Dumbledore.

Disapparation is not allowed in Hogwarts, as it will be resisted by the castle's defense system. Of course, there is no big problem if it is approved. At least Dumbledore occasionally uses this kind of space magic. As the principal of Hogwarts, you still have some invisible rights.

However, people from the Ministry of Magic are obviously not included in the ranks recognized by Hogwarts. Fudge has no way to apparate back to the Ministry of Magic with Sirius, and the dementors responsible for guarding are still blocked outside. It made him very uneasy. Sending Sirius back to Azkaban and then executing him in public was what Fudge wanted to see most.

In this way, he can also publicize the Ministry of Magic's deterrent power in the Daily Prophet, which is very important. Doing so can make his position more stable.

In fact, ever since Sirius successfully escaped from Azkaban, the authority of the Ministry of Magic has been constantly questioned, and he feels that there are always people who want to remove him from the position of Minister of Magic.

But now these problems are no longer troublesome. Sirius was brought back to Hogwarts by Snape. After getting the news, he rushed over from the Ministry of Magic headquarters in London. At the same time, he also brought a large number of Aurors, all of whom were his right-hand assistants, which made the journey back to Azkaban extremely reassuring.

There are more than a dozen Aurors and hundreds of Dementors escorting him. This is enough to show how much Fudge attaches importance to Sirius. Now all he needs is Dumbledore to take action and remove the castle's defense magic. Everything will be safe. Things would go back to the way he knew them.

"I'm very sorry, my friend!" Dumbledore smiled, "Some things have delayed me a little, it doesn't matter..."

"Of course, I'm in a good mood now. I finally don't have to pay attention to those damn complaint letters. You know, if I don't give them some explanation, the Daily Prophet and the Ministry of Magic's public mailbox will be filled to the brim every day. , this is really a bad thing!”

Fudge laughed so much that he even took off his hat, and his slightly sparse hair kept fluttering with the cold wind in the tower. Sirius was locked in here, he caught him! (To be continued)