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Two, four, five, the fun is all theirs(1/2)

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In the principal's office at Hogwarts, Dumbledore conjured up many chairs and asked everyone to sit down. Scrimgeour sat down, and Mad-Eye Moody stood behind him. This did not mean that the chief of staff sat down.

The rest of the people could only sit.

No matter how outrageous Scrimgeour was, he would not dare to show off in front of Mad-Eye Moody.

Dumbledore did not force Mad-Eye Moody to sit down.

Because he seemed to remember that Mad-Eye Moody said that people are best prepared for attacks from behind when they are standing.

Mad-Eye Moody is always ready to fight.

After everyone walked in, Mad-Eye Moody looked at Snape unabashedly and said: "It's not safe to let this person in, Dumbledore."

"Are you questioning my ability to read people, Moody?"

Dumbledore said neither softly nor hard. Snape looked much better after hearing what Dumbledore said.

Mad-Eye Moody smiled but said nothing, not knowing what he meant.

Snape actually understood what Mad-Eye Moody meant. The Dark Lord had really returned, and a suspected Death Eater like him should be locked up.

In fact, he agreed to such a treatment - as long as such a treatment did not appear above his head.

Similarly, he is not very clear about one thing, that is, the mark on his arm, which for some unknown reason, has not been heated yet.

It was as if the Dark Lord had never summoned him.

Presumably, the same goes for the other Death Eaters.

This matter, no matter from which angle you look at it, is not normal.

Because according to Snape's understanding of the Dark Lord, he will definitely summon him after the Dark Lord returns. After all, Snape knows that the person the Dark Lord fears most is Dumbledore of Hogwarts. He is the Dark Lord.

The most successful spy lurking beside Dumbledore.

So logically, he should be recalled and asked about Dumbledore's information.

Unfortunately, no.

He wasn't sure of the Dark Lord's plan. Did the Dark Lord not trust him, or was he planning some secret and didn't have time to pay attention to him?

Snape also felt a little uneasy.

Could it be that he is no longer taken seriously?

Regardless of all this, Scrimgeour came to the principal's office. He was finally not as tough as he appeared on the outside. It seemed that his tough attitude on the outside was just for others to see.

Here, he showed his sad side.

After he sat down, he asked Dumbledore for a drink.

"Is there anything to drink? Dumbledore, give me a drink. My mouth is dry."

"Aren't you afraid that I might poison the drink?"

Dumbledore said jokingly. He raised his wand, and a bubble appeared next to Scrimgeour. Inside the bubble was a glass of wine. Scrimgeour picked up the drink, took a sip and said, "Dumbledore, he's back.

, I really saw him.

He's just the same as he was all those years ago, wearing his black robes, and he's really back, Dumbledore!"

Scrimgeour said as if he was talking in his sleep. It was obvious that he was very nervous.

The price of facing Voldemort head-on is insecurity.

Even in the first war against Voldemort, Aurors were proud to be able to escape from Voldemort.

This is proof of the power of their magic.

It's an escape, not a head-on confrontation.

The same is true for Scrimgeour. Mad-Eye Moody did not laugh at Scrimgeour. After seeing Voldemort, Scrimgeour just locked himself in the room for a week and returned to normal. This was already considered to be in a very good state of mind. The wizard.

"I saw him, Dumbledore, I saw him. He took away a Ministry of Magic agent under my nose."

Scrimgeour said seriously: "He's back, right in front of my eyes, the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and I can't even resist him.

I feel like a waste."

"Call him Voldemort, Scrimgeour."

Dumbledore could see the fear in the eyes of the man in front of him, but Dumbledore still said in his unmistakable voice: "Call him by his name, Rufus Scrimgeour, just call him His name will not make him appear in front of us.

On the contrary, the more we dare not mention his name directly, the more frightened we will become.

Under fear, we may not even have a chance to fight for our lives.

So, what did you see, Scrimgeour?"

Dumbledore turned his back on the client and took the initiative in this office.

Scrimgeour looked at Dumbledore and did not answer his words. Instead, he said decisively: "We need Harry. He has defeated the mysterious man once, so he can do these things a second time.

So we have to protect him.

We need Harry to defeat You-Know-Who!"

"He's just a kid."

Dumbledore said.

"But he defeated You-Know-Who."

Scrimgeour repeated the incident.

They talk like chickens and ducks.

Dumbledore was silent.

He knew that he could not convince Scrimgeour. Although Scrimgeour seemed normal now, in fact, he had been scared out of his wits by Voldemort.

He won't listen to himself.

But, is this really the case?

Scrimgeour took another sip of wine.

"Protect Harry Potter, we can even pretend that Sirius is not here, and we can turn a blind eye to Sirius's existence."

Scrimgeour said, he glanced at Sirius and said: "We have investigated, Mr. Lupin, but there are no extra Galleons to purchase Firebolts.

Principal Dumbledore, your previous interruption was too abrupt.

Sirius Black, he can appear, but he cannot appear openly. The Ministry of Magic needs a reason. We cannot find Sirius Black, not that we do not catch Sirius Black."

Scrimgeour said.

"Smart idea, but you want to use Harry to deal with Voldemort."

Dumbledore's expression was indescribable. He took a deep breath and said, "I don't allow it."

Sirius was a little anxious, and Scrimgeour glanced at him.

"You have no place to speak here, Sirius."

Scrimgeour said unkindly, and Sirius smiled, showing his teeth, as if he wanted to give Scrimgeour a slap.

Mad-Eye Moody grabbed his wand, and Dumbledore exhaled deeply from his nose and waved his wand helplessly.

Yawenba

Sirius only felt an unbearable force falling from the sky, suppressing him and having to sit down.

"Dumbledore!"

Sirius shouted, like a big dog growling, but Scrimgeour ignored him.

The same goes for Dumbledore.

"What are you going to do?"

Dumbledore asked.

"That's what Ms. Burnsch did. I don't know what we will do next. I am just the director of the Auror Office, not the Minister of Magic."

Scrimgeour said.

"Ms. Bernsch will be here soon."

He looked at the floo network behind the principal, waiting for Ms. Bernsch to arrive.

He didn't tell the truth. He is not only the director of the Auror Office, but after Ms. Burnsch's promotion, he is very likely to take a step up and become the Director of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic.

Take real power!

Even if it is power in the midst of the storm, it is still power!



In the auditorium.

The Geminis, Wood, Colin, and even Cedric from Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw classmates also gathered together.
To be continued...
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