Chapter 71 Dumbledore: I Have Something to Say (Please Read On)

Chapter 71 Dumbledore: I have to explain (please read~)

This sounds ridiculous.

But the facts are here.

Although Gryffindor is not like Slytherin, who talks about blood every day, there are many pure bloods. This group of people who were the most at ease before immediately became panic-stricken like Neville.

Most people's courage comes from recklessness.

They picked up paper and pen and started writing letters to their families like the young wizards of mixed blood and ordinary families.

The crowd dispersed, and the house elf disappeared when Harry waved his hand.

"Why would he do something to pure bloods?" Hermione frowned, a little confused, "Wouldn't this make things worse?"

"He just wants to make a big fuss." Harry confirmed Hermione's guess.

Ron thought of something and tilted his head back suddenly. Harry grabbed his collar from behind and prevented him from falling down completely. He didn't care to sit up again, so he kept this posture, lowered his voice, and said in panic: "Is it against Professor Dumbledore?"

Harry nodded.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione opened her mouth, unable to suppress her surprise. When Ron climbed back to the stool, before he had time to talk about what happened that night, her eyes became more surprised, "He wants to drive Professor Dumbledore out of the castle?"

Ron looked at Hermione in surprise: "You...how do you know, Harry, did you tell her?"

"Is it hard to think of this?" Hermione's brows twisted into a knot, "But he can still contact people outside and create such a big momentum?"

Harry shook his head: "No need to contact people outside, he knows very well that as long as he does this, someone will be eager to stand up and push Dumbledore down."

"How is it possible, he is the greatest white wizard." Hermione's face twisted.

"The Malfoy family is the director of Hogwarts." Ron said in a heavy tone.

Hermione was stunned.

"Great people often make the most enemies." Harry added.

Hermione rubbed her face: "But Professor Dumbledore is going to be driven away, what should we do?"

"Malfoy might stand up and solve this matter." Ron frowned, his tone became heavier, and he made a very reasonable guess, "Then replace Professor Dumbledore and become the new headmaster?"

When he thought of that scene - at the annual opening banquet, Lucius Malfoy welcomed the new students with his dead face.

He shuddered and shuddered.

Hogwarts has enough Snape.

"Tom doesn't look like someone who would work hard for others." Harry shook his head.

Ron gritted his teeth: "After Malfoy takes control of the castle, he will definitely turn it into a dark wizard training base and train a group of minions of the mysterious man."

"The mysterious man is certainly happy to facilitate this kind of thing."

Harry hesitated and shook his head again: "You may be right."

This matter, like a fog, shrouded his heart.

Several doubts were never clarified.

Some people couldn't understand why Voldemort would do this. It was not so easy for him to recover his strength in the first grade. He had to go to the Forbidden Forest to hunt unicorns and bear the pain of the curse.

Moreover, if he just wanted to recover his strength, wouldn't it be better to stay outside Hogwarts? For the Dark Lord, the farther away from Dumbledore, the safer he would be.

Could it be that Voldemort really disregarded his safety for Malfoy as Ron guessed?

Then he had to discuss with the Sorting Hat what kind of song he should write to sing the great feelings between the two of them.

Ron talked endlessly about the dark history of the Malfoy family.

A silver cat quietly sneaked in and landed in front of Harry. When he spoke, it was McGonagall's voice: "Harry, come to the principal's office, the password is "Cadre Cake", be careful on the way."

No one noticed the movement here.

After the Patronus passed the message, a puff of smoke dissipated.

"You're asked to go to the office now?" Hermione lowered her voice in surprise, "But an attack just happened!"

"It should be something important." Harry took a deep breath, "I'll go first, if anyone asks..."

"You're sleeping." Ron nodded in response, "I'll tell Seamus and Neville."

Harry walked to the dormitory, put on the invisible cloak as soon as he entered the door, turned around and ran to the principal's office.

There were three people in the office.

In addition to McGonagall, there was Snape.

"Harry, you're finally here." Dumbledore waved at him.

"Didn't find Tom again?" Harry asked calmly.

"It's very likely that he's with Lockhart." Dumbledore nodded, motioned him to sit down, and poured him a glass of milk, "You should have noticed it too?"

Harry picked up the cup: "Although it's very weak, the magic power has indeed increased a little. Last time he couldn't even find my spell."

"Last time?" McGonagall exclaimed, "What last time?"

"Harry, when did you beat Lockhart?"

She thought Harry would be more obedient this semester.

After all, he had fallen into the trap since the beginning of the school year. The tutoring and training six nights a week took up too much of his time.

But things never go as planned.

In the first half of the school year, he quietly broke into the Slytherin common room at night and stole the portrait - but it happened to be a student being attacked, and it was related to the Gryffindor trial, so she couldn't say anything.

Now he heard such news again, casting a spell on Lockhart?

And quietly again.

"It was before school started, in Diagon Alley." Harry answered honestly. "At that time, he wanted to borrow my fame, and he wasn't going to give me a reward, so I couldn't help but hit him."

"Harry, abuse of spells..." Dumbledore was about to lecture.

"It was just that his strength gave way, causing him to fall over and embarrass himself in front of the public." Harry interrupted.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Okay, let's not talk about it. I just went to Lockhart's office again and used some less glorious tricks..."

"Dark magic?" Harry interrupted.

Dumbledore was stunned and nodded: "Yes, some dark magic about the soul. I observed Lockhart's tainted soul."

"But Voldemort's thing is still not found."

"You are the White Wizard." Harry said expressionlessly, "He is the Dark Lord. In terms of black magic attainments..."

Snape sneered: "Mr. Potter, you don't have to be so naive."

"Albus's level of dark magic may not be much lower than that of the Dark Lord."

Dumbledore waved his hand: "Severus, thank you for your trust, but Voldemort's level of black magic is much higher than mine, and his knowledge of black magic is far better than mine."

"I don't know how he hid himself. Maybe give me some time and let me check some more information, and I can find it."

"But there's no time."

Having said this, Dumbledore paused and looked at Harry: "After I leave, you will be Voldemort's target."

"The Ministry of Magic will send Aurors, led by Kingsley. He is someone you can trust."

"You can also trust Severus completely and he will help you."

Harry nodded.

He didn't ask Dumbledore why he was pressing this matter on him again.

There is no doubt that with his biggest worries gone and Voldemort regaining some strength, he will definitely take action against himself.

Dumbledore was about to continue saying something when there was a rough knock on the office door. He opened the door with a wave of his wand, and a fat man wearing a pinstripe suit and a bright red tie rushed into the office impatiently.

He took a few steps aggressively.

He began to slow down in the middle of the room, and when he reached Dumbledore, his footsteps completely slackened.

"Albus, I didn't expect to meet at this time." The fat man spoke with a strong tone.

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