Chapter 493 Request (Modified)
"Stogy Podmore has been captured, Dumbledore." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and reported to Dumbledore.
"He was supposed to escort Harry to King's Cross Station that day." Dumbledore clasped his fingers together with a serious expression.
"According to Kingsley, he was captured by Eric Munch, a guard from the Ministry of Magic. Munch discovered that he was trying to break through a first-class security door at one o'clock in the morning, which was the prophecy ball containing Harry and You-Know-Who. That room." Professor McGonagall's tone was solemn. "He was caught red-handed. The evidence is abundant. I'm afraid there will be no way to escape guilt in the Wizengamot trial."
"Why did he go there inexplicably in the middle of the night in the room that contained the prophecy ball? Could it be that Voldemort wanted to know the prophecy, and what news did Stork learn?" Dumbledore tapped his fingers on the table.
"This situation is indeed abnormal. What consequences will Stoji bear?" Mag asked, clenching his fists.
"Although it didn't cause much damage, I'm afraid Fudge will let him stay in Azkaban for a while." Dumbledore looked solemn.
"Why don't Stork tell us first? Is it so difficult to send an owl for being so brainless and reckless?" Professor McGonagall's eyes filled with water. "He has a pile of straw on his head, and in his head Is it also stuffed with straw?”
"It was difficult for Stourge to explain why he broke into the door at such a late hour. In order to keep the secret, he could only refuse to defend himself." Dumbledore leaned heavily on the back of his chair. This matter was no longer possible. redeem.
Allen feels very uncomfortable this semester because he can no longer stay in the Harris family's tower around the clock to study spells. With the end of the Wizarding Competition, his privilege of not having to attend lectures has naturally disappeared.
He also hopes to get more knowledge and inspiration from the professors' classes, but the professors take care of ordinary little wizards, and the knowledge points they teach are already fully mastered by Allen and can even be extended. More content, he was very boring in such a class, and it was a waste of his precious time.
Not only that, he also needs to complete the assignments assigned by the professors. Although he can complete each assignment smoothly and in the fastest time in the school, he still has to spend a lot of time on these assignments when adding up the assignments for each subject. Content that he has completely mastered.
After taking courses with the young wizards of Ravenclaw for a period of time, Allen could no longer bear to waste time like this. It was really a great loss to waste time on the knowledge that he had already mastered. .
Therefore, after dinner that day, Allen couldn't wait to go to the teachers' desk and found Principal Dumbledore. The other professors looked at Allen curiously, and Umbridge slowly ate a piece of steak as if it was the world. The best delicacy needs to be tasted bit by bit.
"Harris, what are you doing?" Dumbledore tilted his head, unsure of Allen's purpose.
"Principal Dumbledore, I would like to ask you if you can allow me to arrange my time as freely as I did last semester. I can guarantee that I can get all O's in my final O.W.L.s exam." Allen saluted politely and directly stated the purpose. out.
"He can indeed do it, Albus. I also think that he has learned nothing in the classroom. These courses that are too elementary for him are indeed delaying his studies. In fact, I think Alan Now even if you take the N.E.W.T. exam for seventh grade, you can get an O in all exams." Professor Flitwick's high-pitched voice made Dumbledore tilt his head slightly.
Alan glanced at his headmaster gratefully, and Professor Flitwick left his seat and came to their side.
"I trust your judgment, Filius." Dumbledore clasped his hands together in front of him, "But Harris, my dear boy, please forgive me for not being able to agree to your request. The competition is over. You have to attend classes according to the school's arrangements and cannot break the rules. There are many other outstanding students in Hogwarts, so I can't let you have this privilege again just because you have excellent grades."
Dumbledore adjusted his glasses and rejected Alan.
Although Allen was disappointed, he did not continue to persuade. Since Dumbledore had already made a decision and clearly rejected Allen, it was futile to persist.
Umbridge, who was sitting aside, put down her knife and fork, her eyes flickering over Allen and Dumbledore.
"Dumbledore, what Philius said makes sense. Harris does not need to take these courses. Why are you still rejecting him?" Professor McGonagall looked at Allen's walking back and asked in confusion.
"I think he needs to have more contact with young wizards of the same age through these courses, instead of being alone in a room to research and study. More communication with peers is good for his growth. He almost didn't come last year After taking the class, he has mastered many dangerous spells in a short period of time. I am worried that he will become too addicted to studying black magic and be affected by them, but it is not convenient to tell him directly to avoid irritating him. Rebellious psychology." Dumbledore said sincerely, he indeed meant well.
"Dumbledore, you always think you are right. Obviously, Alan Harris and you are the same kind of person." Snape's tone was a bit mean. He stood up and left the auditorium, with his black robe behind him. Tumbling.
That night, Umbridge left the brightly lit castle and hurriedly disappeared into the darkness. She went to Fudge's home.
In the Gryffindor common room, Ron and Harry were busy finishing their astronomy homework. Gryffindor had been training during the day, so both of them had not finished their homework yet.
At this time, a sharp and short owl hooted outside the window, and both Harry and Ron looked up. A beautiful long-eared owl stood on the windowsill, looking at Ron in the room with wide eyes.
"Is this Hermes?" Harry asked, looking shocked.
"Oh my gosh, that's it!" Ron whispered, throwing down his quill and standing up. "How could Percy write to me?"
He walked over and opened the window, and Jémes flew in, landing on Ron's paper, stretching out a leg with a letter tied to it. Ron unwrapped the letter, and the owl immediately flew away, leaving ink-stained footprints on Ron's drawing of Io.
"Yes, this must be Percy's handwriting." Ron said, sitting back in his chair and staring at the lines of words outside the parchment: Hogwarts, Gryffindor House, Ron Way Sly.
Ron opened the parchment roll and read it. His eyes scanned down the parchment line by line, his brows frowning more and more.
"Dear Ron: I have just heard (from the Minister of Magic himself, who was told by your Observer, Ms. Umbridge) that you have become a Prefect at Hogwarts... very I'm sorry I didn't get to see you more often during the summer. I hate to criticize our parents, but if they continue to hang out with Dumbledore's gang of dangerous people, I'm afraid I'll never be able to live with them under the same roof again. (If you ever write to your mother, tell her that a man named Stork Podmore, a close friend of Dumbledore's, was recently arrested for trespassing at the Ministry of Magic. Maybe this It will make them see what kind of despicable criminals they are currently associated with.) I consider myself very lucky to have escaped the shame of being associated with these people in time-the Minister has been very generous to me-so I sincerely hope that Please, Ron, my brother, don’t let family affection blind you from the erroneous nature of our parents’ beliefs and actions. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net I sincerely hope that one day they will Will realize they were wrong. Of course when that day comes I will be happy to accept a heartfelt apology from them... Maybe you don't dare cut ties with Potter - I know he may be insane and for all I know , and violent tendencies - if you do have concerns in this regard, or find that Potter's behavior is disturbing to you, I implore you to talk to Dolores Umbridge, she is a A very lovely and easy-going woman, I know she will be happy to give you some advice..."
After reading the letter, he had a look of disgust on his face. He handed the letter to Harry.
Harry quickly scanned the letter and looked up at Ron.
"Well," he said, trying to sound as though he thought the whole thing was ridiculous, "if you want to—well—how do you put it?"—he looked at Percy's letter—"Oh , by the way - 'break off' ties with me, I swear that I will never be violent."
"Give me back the letter," Ron said, holding out his hand. "He's -" Ron said impulsively, tearing Percy's letter in half. "In the world -" he tore the letter into four. "The biggest—" He tore the letter into eight pieces, "Fool." He threw the scraps into the fire.
"Come on, we have to finish writing this before dawn." He said briskly to Harry, pulling Professor Sinistra's paper in front of him again.
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