Chapter 714 The Illusion of Peace

The crowd's doubts did not interrupt Dumbledore's words. He raised his voice slightly, suppressing the noisy voices on the field.

"The Ministry of Magic will definitely not want me to tell you this, and the parents of some students may not agree with my actions, but this matter happened around you and is closely related to everyone. I insist on telling the truth always. It’s better than lying! Hogwarts should teach you integrity, not lies!”

Dumbledore's tone was very serious. He looked around at the little wizards below, and continued to speak under the gazes of a pair of people who were either frightened or confused.

"We all have to live through some very dark times in the near future...

So I sincerely hope that everyone here can unite! There is no time when we need this quality more than now. Only by uniting with each other and showing determination to fight against darkness can we defeat Voldemort and achieve the final victory! "

Having said this, Dumbledore turned to look at the long Gryffindor table, "For example, there is a good example tonight... After Mr. Potter was taken away by Peter Pettigrew, his friends Actively launched a rescue operation and successfully rescued him from Voldemort..."

Dumbledore recounted what happened very briefly, and gave Ivan, Harry, and Ron 100 points each, and Hermione 50 points in recognition of the courage they showed tonight. Wisdom, perseverance and loyalty to friends!

Ron below heard Dumbledore praise him in public and gave him the same score as Ivan and Harry. He was surprised but also a little scared.

"The professor shouldn't have given me so many points. I haven't even seen the mysterious man's face..." Ron said awkwardly.

"No, the information you provided is crucial, Ron!" Ivan said seriously. "If you hadn't seen through Peter Pettigrew's disguise and notified us immediately, Harry would have been dead by the time we arrived!"

While the two were talking, Dumbledore waved his wand slightly, replacing the flags of the three major schools floating in the air with golden and red lion flags.

"Although there are still a few days before you leave school, judging from the difference in scores, I think there is no suspense about this year's College Cup - it will belong to Gryffindor House!" Dumbledore shouted loudly road.

After the news was announced, there was only sparse applause in the auditorium - after all, the news of Voldemort's resurrection was too shocking, and the ownership of the Academy Cup had become insignificant in comparison.

When the applause in the auditorium stopped completely, Dumbledore spoke. "Okay, that's about all I want to say. Now let's ask the prefects to lead the students back to their respective lounges. I think you are all tired and need a good rest..."

At this moment, a rapid knock on the door suddenly interrupted Dumbledore's words.

The little wizards who were about to leave looked over curiously.

Under the gaze of everyone, Fudge led several Aurors and walked in quickly.

"What are you doing, Albus?" Fudge looked at Dumbledore angrily. "I heard you telling a ridiculous story from a long way away..."

He originally came in a hurry after receiving news of chaos at the competition venue, but just as he walked out of the foyer, he heard Dumbledore talking about Voldemort...

"This is not a story, Connery, but what really happened. I was about to tell you in detail..." Dumbledore didn't care about Fudge's offense and said calmly, after winking at the prefects. , then took Fudge and others to the conference room at the side door of the auditorium.

Looking at the people leaving, Ivan shook his head. He had completely lost confidence in Fudge after the Crouch incident. It was almost impossible for Dumbledore to win the support of the Ministry of Magic. matter.

If he were Dumbledore, he would use the Imperius Curse to control Fudge now, or turn the minister into a puppet by modifying his memory. Only in this way can the power of the Ministry of Magic be unified.

It's a pity that Dumbledore can't do this, so this conversation is destined to be fruitless...

Thinking of this, Ivan couldn't help but shook his head. After saying goodbye to Asia, he followed the little wizards of Gryffindor back to the lounge.

Lying on the soft bed in the dormitory, Ivan thought about the scenes that happened tonight. He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at all. He knew that such a peaceful life might not last long.

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In the next two days, the atmosphere in the castle became increasingly weird.

The leisurely days before leaving school should be the happiest time for the little wizards, but on weekdays, you don’t see many little wizards walking around and playing on the grass. Instead, they all walk in a hurry as if they are worried. Some little wizards The wizards will deliberately avoid them.

As for the reason, Ivan knew it clearly. He was probably warned by his parents.

Because in recent days, we have often seen a large number of owls flying outside the castle into the principal's office at the top of the tower. We can also faintly hear scoldings coming from inside. According to Hermione's guess, they should be sent by parents. Howler letter.

Obviously, Dumbledore's public announcement of Voldemort's return did not meet the parents' expectations. Some people even insisted that they did not want to believe that the Dark Lord had been resurrected. Their thoughts would naturally be passed on to the next generation.

In such a tense atmosphere, George and Fred bucked the trend and held a price reduction sale with great fanfare. All joke toys were sold at 30% off, threatening to make Hogwarts lively again. .

But no matter how Ivan looked at it, they seemed more like they wanted to clean up the already full inventory before leaving school.

Time passed, and soon it was the day to leave school. Ivan and the others packed their luggage early in the morning, and then went to the auditorium to enjoy today's breakfast together.

When passing by the principal's table, Ivan vaguely heard two young wizards arguing about whether the mysterious man had been resurrected.

Both Harry and Hermione looked very angry, and even wanted to go forward and argue with each other, but Ron curled his lips and said. "If they don't believe it, just let them go. When the mysterious man stands in front of them, it will be too late to regret it!"

Ivan nodded. It was undoubtedly a waste of words to argue with these people. There are always some diehards who would rather stay immersed in the illusion of peace forever without a knife being cut on them...