I was expelled from Hogwarts?

As a person who has experienced the two Dark Lords of Grindelwald and Voldemort, and survived the existence of fourteen British Ministers of Magic, it is not an exaggeration for Dumbledore to say that he has experienced many battles.

A mere Malfoy, colluding with a few dirty cat school managers, wants to drive the greatest wizard of the twentieth century out of Hogwarts, it is simply wishful thinking.

No matter when, the school will be under Dumbledore's strict control, even if Voldemort was lurking behind the back of Quirrell's head last year, this is the case!

Therefore, although Rove asked tentatively, he was also very sure that Dumbledore was nearby, in case he and Harry really died.

But unexpectedly, Dumbledore really had to respond to his question.

A small door suddenly appeared in the wall and was pushed open, revealing a secret passage, and Dumbledore walked slowly down the smooth stone steps, a brass lamp still in his hand.

Looking at the secret passage, Rove suddenly remembered that there is indeed a passage in the Pig's Head Bar that can lead directly to the Room of Requirement, and the entrance to the secret passage is behind Ariana's portrait.

Rove came back to his senses, and when he was about to tease Tom, he didn't know that his figure had disappeared, and he returned to the diary.

Rove laughed dumbfoundedly, knocked on the cover of the diary, and said:

Tom, even the former teacher is hiding, so you don't want to see Dumbledore? What's there to be shy about?

I haven't seen you in half a century. Why don't you come out to see her? An ugly daughter-in-law has to see her in-laws, not to mention you've done a lot of things recently.

The diary opened automatically, and a line of writing appeared on it:

roll! ! !

Yo Hoo, you have such a big temper, I'm giving you shame, right? Rove slapped the diary, and then poked the cover with the fairy's dagger, and said with a smile:

Believe it or not, I threw you into the septic tank and let you stay there for the rest of your life?

Or throw you in the bathroom and use it as toilet paper for everyone? Although your paper is very hard, but you wipe your ass, why are you so particular...

Tom: ...

It was the first time he saw such a disgusting guy, and he really wanted to stab Scamander to death, and he scolded Voldemort tens of thousands of times in his heart, for not being able to take good care of him, and letting him be humiliated for no reason.

Seeing that Tom refused to come out, Rove didn't care. No matter what, he, as a Horcrux, could not escape the fate of being destroyed.

After Dumbledore appeared, both Rove and Harry breathed a sigh of relief, especially Harry, who felt that he was really saved this time.

Dumbledore walked towards Lockhart, the black mist on his body suddenly turned into a whip, and swung it towards the old man.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a blue shield appeared in front of him, and the leather whip hit it, making a low, gong-like sound.

The leather whip turned into a big black hand, and it grabbed Dumbledore fiercely. An imperceptible crack appeared on the magic shield, and it collapsed almost instantly.

Dumbledore looked calm, raised his arm, and swung a spell, which turned into a white disc in mid-air, cutting the big black hand in two.

The high-speed spinning white disc continued to cut towards Lockhart, as if it wanted to split him in half.

Under silent control, Lockhart lowered his head and narrowly avoided the head-cutting blow. Having escaped, he pulled out his toes, wrapped in black mist, and rushed towards Dumbledore.

Dumbledore twisted his wrist, and the spinning disc didn't hit the wall, but circled suddenly in mid-air, returned again, and slashed at Lockhart from behind.

Rove liked it very much and wanted to learn this magic very much.

Just when Lockhart was about to be chopped off, a large mass of black matter spewed out of his body, silently expanding, like a tornado, spinning violently in the room.

Not only did Dumbledore's magic be destroyed, but everything in the room was also torn apart, even the marble on the ground was blown up.

Rove grabbed the vines rooted in the ground to stabilize his figure, and he also grabbed Harry to keep him from being sucked away.

When gods fight, onlookers are indeed prone to disaster.

Dumbledore's robe fluttered in the strong wind, and his silver hair was messed up by the blowing, but his face remained calm as usual. He swung his wand so fast that it dazzled people.

A beam of light as thick as a mountain peak was summoned, and it fell from the sky, hitting Lockhart heavily.

In the beam of light, the tornadoes formed by the black mist were torn apart and slowly drifted away.

The lock of sanctions!

Dumbledore recited the spell, and saw criss-crossing black silk threads appearing on Lockhart's entire chest, spreading like a spider web.

An invisible big hand seemed to be peeling Momo from Lockhart.

Silently, as if alive, it hugged Lockhart's neck tightly, as if it didn't want to leave the host body.

Lockhart's eyes were also bloodshot, and he said with a grim face: Kill you!

Dumbledore folded his fingers together and pulled back vigorously, pulling out the black substance clinging to Lockhart's body.

Lockhart seemed to be insane, with a pained look on his face, his fingers hooked on his scalp, and he looked a little creepy, his body twitched a few times, and finally passed out on the ground.

The ball silently floated in mid-air, like venom, trying to find a new host, and attacked Rove.

But Dumbledore waved his wand, and a bottle appeared, its mouth tilted, silently like a jet of water upstream, and was sucked in.

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Principal's office,

Dumbledore returned here again, and he gently placed the bottle and the old black diary on the table.

Those portraits have been a little listless recently, especially Phineas, who always felt that the acting principal, McGonagall, would get annoyed if he said a few nasty jokes, and almost burned his portrait.

Not like Dumbledore, and occasionally tell jokes to himself, although they are all cold jokes about urns.

But Phineas wouldn't say that, he said with a look of disgust:

Dumbledore, why are you back? Are you here to pick up your luggage? I heard that Snape is going to be the new headmaster. Great, he's from Slytherin...

Who said that? Dumbledore sat on the chair and asked softly.

Lucius Malfoy. Phineas stroked his goatee.

Oh, Mr. Malfoy? Dumbledore took a sip of tea and said, Unfortunately, he is not in charge of this matter.

Why?

Because, in the communication with me, the other school directors don't seem to like Malfoy either. Dumbledore said calmly: He will be expelled from the school board.

Hey, I knew that idiot picked the wrong guy, and I'm going to see his jokes, Nias screeched, stepping away from the frame.

Dumbledore picked up the diary, looked at Rove and Harry, smiled and said:

Tell me what happened?

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