Chapter 77: The Snake Monster Attacks (Please Read Later)

Chapter 77 The Basilisk Attacks (Please read~)

Scrimgeour climbed up with difficulty, gasping for air: "Cornelly, Dumbledore should stay..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Fudge shook his head and interrupted abruptly: "Rufus, I am the minister."

Scrimgeour rolled his eyes and sat aside.

"Albus." Fudge's attitude became weak. He didn't dare to look at the scene on the long Slytherin table and moved to a direction where he couldn't see it. "I think you may have to come with me." ”

Dumbledore looked serious: "Now that Hogwarts has happened..."

"If it were just me, I'd be happy for you to stay," Fudge interrupted, "but this isn't just my decision."

He waved his wand.

A roll of parchment flew out of his pocket and was spread out in front of Dumbledore: "This is also the decision of the school board."

"There are many wizards in the Wizengamot who agree."

Faced with all this red tape, the greatest white wizard said nothing.

Fudge's heart immediately rose to his throat, and he stumbled over his words: "Dumbledore, are you going to go against the advice of the Ministry of Magic and the School Board and go your own way?"

Tom's words were like a steel-forged drumstick, hitting his heart like a cymbal. It vibrated with a clang, and the sound became louder and louder in his mind, setting off huge waves and becoming more and more difficult. cease.

"Cornelly, you know that I don't have any ideas." Dumbledore sighed, "If I had, something would have happened long ago."

But these words are as unreliable as the promises made by the partner in love.

Fudge didn't believe it.

He and Dumbledore were not even lovers, and there was no reason to believe this.

"One day, only one day." Dumbledore sighed again.

Fudge relaxed slightly and nodded: "We will handle everything within one day, Albus, you believe in us, and we believe in you."

Harry sneered and shook his head: "Professor, I'm afraid I have to apologize to you."

Dumbledore was stunned.

"You know, you don't know what a person with feces in his head looks like until you see it with your own eyes." Harry shrugged.

Fudge's face darkened.

Dumbledore smiled: "Severus will definitely approve of you."

"You should stay." Harry glanced at the messy Slytherin table, "Tom is very arrogant, but he just bullies you and has no time."

"He has already shown his cowardice. It only takes a long time to catch him."

Know how he hides himself.

A move used a second time will be ineffective against wizards.

"Yes, I know very well." Dumbledore nodded.

Fudge's face became frightened again, and he nervously tugged at the handkerchief in his hand: "Albus..."

"I believe Severus, Minerva, and other professors." Dumbledore said softly, "They will protect Hogwarts during the day I leave."

"Harry, you have to protect yourself too."

Harry nodded: "I plan to stay here."

Dumbledore was stunned.

"Tom's target is me. Maybe he will find some way to break into the lounge." Harry sat down. If so, if he returned to the lounge, he would implicate other young wizards.

Scrimgeour spoke forcefully: "Don't worry, Mr. Potter, the Aurors will..."

"The Ministry of Magic will protect you." Fudge interrupted him and quickly made a promise.

Scrimgeour sneered and threw his head aside.

"Mr. Dumbledore, it's time for us to go." Fudge urged, "Use the floo network in your office? Or the one in Lockhart's office?"

Dumbledore waved his wand, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Fudge jogged, keeping pace with him.

Only Harry and Scrimgeour were left in the empty hall.

Without Fudge's annoying colleague, the head of the Auror office turned his head and looked at Harry carefully, whose photo had been published in the Daily Prophet.

That was still in first grade.

Compared with that time, Harry looked stronger and taller, with lion-like eyes that were sharper.

"Mr. Potter, you don't have to worry." Scrimgeour said, trying to comfort the second-year wizard, "I'm here to protect you..."

Before he finished speaking, Harry handed over a bottle of potion.

Scrimgeour was stunned.

"The demulcent potion, drink it, you are very nervous now." Harry introduced, shaking the potion in his hand, and handing it to him made his intention more obvious.

Scrimgeour took it dryly, hesitated, and drank the potion.

"Wait a minute, if the basilisk or Tom appears, be careful." Harry continued, "What kind of creature is the basilisk? Do you remember?"

"Remember." A warm feeling arose in Scrimgeour's lower abdomen, and his whole body became warm. The remaining pain caused by the Cruciatus Curse also dissipated. "Is it really a basilisk?"

Harry nodded: "Don't look into its eyes."

"The professor has arranged some kind of magic spell, maybe it's aimed at it."

Scrimgeour and Harry chatted.

Wait a minute...

He suddenly realized something was wrong.

Didn't he speak to comfort Harry?

Why is he comforting himself now?

Before he could adjust the status difference between the two, Snape hurried over and gritted his teeth: "Where is Dumbledore?"

"Gone." Harry replied simply.

Snape's tone was filled with uncontrollable anger: "How dare he? What was he thinking? Did he just abandon you like that?"

"It was Fudge." Harry shook his head, "The Minister of Magic."

Scrimgeour couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Snape looked over coldly.

Scrimgeour frowned: "Professor Snape, you should be in the Slytherin Common Room now. Protecting your students is the most important thing, isn't it?"

"I'm here..."

He picked up his wand, as if to drive Snape away.

"And you're the one who's relying on him here?" Snape interrupted him with a sneer, "While Potter was dealing with those things, he also had to protect you, a burden. When Dumbledore came back and saw two bodies in the hall?"

Scrimgeour was a little embarrassed.

What did he mean by being protected by Harry? He was the head of the Auror Office and the most elite Auror.

"That's more reliable than you. At least Mr. Potter and I are on the same front. There's no need to worry about someone suddenly casting a spell behind us and attacking us." Scrimgeour narrowed his eyes and refused to give in.

"This Mr. Scrimgeour shouldn't be a burden to me." Harry spoke, breaking the tit-for-tat atmosphere between the two of them.

Then he said to Scrimgeour: "As for Professor Snape, he is someone that Professor Dumbledore and I trust very much."

Scrimgeour snorted coldly and said nothing.

Snape was about to continue to curse Dumbledore.

With a bang, a huge figure broke through the door of the auditorium.

"Close your eyes!" Harry shouted, closed his eyes, and got under the table.

The other two also used their own methods.

"Kill... Kill..." The basilisk said the most bloody words while he was spitting.

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