Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

Hermione gasped.

Harry's eyes widened and he muttered, "No, that's not true!"

Hermione shed tears, "There must be other ways, there must be other ways! Hagrid, don't give up!"

Hagrid's face turned red and he hesitated for a long time, not daring to tell the truth.

"Our hard work for so many days will definitely not be in vain!" Hermione stood up quickly, her face full of determination, "Hagrid, do you know any famous magical biologists? We need their help! "

Hagrid twisted his neck uneasily, "Actually..."

Just as he was talking, there was another knock on the door.

Harry was startled and quickly threw his cloak around him.

Hermione's emotions were interrupted, and she was stunned for a moment, but was pulled back by Robert before she came back to her senses.

Robert put the robe on her body and continued to use the Disillusionment Charm to become invisible.

"Don't make a sound!" Hagrid warned in a low voice, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw everyone hiding.

Opening the door, standing at the door was Lucius with a gloomy expression and a wizard wearing a dark green top hat.

Cornelius Fudge.

"Good evening, Mr. Hagrid." Fudge took off his hat and smiled at him, "I think there must be some misunderstanding between you and Mr. Malfoy... so I'm here to clear up the misunderstanding for you."

Hagrid looked at the two of them very displeased, shook his head, and said very honestly, "I don't think there is any misunderstanding with him."

"Oh, of course you have a misunderstanding!" Fudge said and looked behind him, "How about we go in and talk? It's still very cold in the spring in Scotland."

Hagrid stared at him for a long time before saying, "Then you can finish the sentence, right here."

Fudge's face suddenly turned green.

Robert realized something was wrong when he saw the two people at the door.

He tore off a note and turned it into a frog, jumping and disappearing into the air.

Buckbeak's trial was disrupted, but the two guys came to Hagrid privately, obviously with evil intentions.

Sure enough, without saying a few words, Lucius raised his cane and shouted loudly, "Out of body!"

Fortunately, as soon as he shouted the last note, a figure appeared in front of Hagrid and blocked the opponent's attack very easily.

It's Headmaster Dumbledore!

He was wearing a dark purple robe and pajamas with a nightcap on his head. Although his appearance was funny, his expression was very serious.

"Lucius, what are you doing!" Mr. Principal suppressed his anger, "Casting the Unforgivable Curse on the school professor in front of me?!"

"The Unforgivable Curse?" Fudge yelled comically, "What is that? Why didn't I see it? But Albus, are you so stupid that you ran out in your pajamas?"

At this moment, there was a clicking sound, and a female voice that sounded very unpleasant said, "Oh, Dumbledore, Minister Fudge told me before that you have been mentally disturbed recently, but I didn't pay attention..."

With that said, the other party came to Hagrid's hut and smiled at a few people, "Good evening, gentlemen, nice to see you here."

"I don't think this is a good thing." Hagrid said seriously, "I stood in front of my own house, but someone almost cast the Imperius Curse on me!"

The witch who came was the famous lying reporter, Rita Skeeter. She opened her mouth as if she was thinking of how to defend herself.

"What are you talking about, Hagrid?" Minister Fudge looked at Hagrid in shock, "Who used the Imperius Curse on you? Tell me, and I'll have him arrested now." As he said that, he took off his clothes. He took off his hat and said with a displeased look, "That's too much! Other than those crazy Death Eaters, how dare you use the Unforgivable Curse in front of so many people?"

Principal Dumbledore frowned. He stared at Fudge, a light blue light flashing in his eyes.

"Tom." Principal Dumbledore spoke up, "I have to remind you that detaining the Minister of Magic is not a wise choice, or is it that the Grimoire has inflated your confidence to the point where you dare to go against the entire wizarding world?"

Fudge looked at him doubtfully and smiled awkwardly, "Who are you talking to? Tom? Is it the owner of the Leaky Cauldron? Um, do you want to have a drink with me?"

At this moment, hissing laughter came, "I didn't coerce him, he did it voluntarily."

Robert, who was hiding in the hut and peeking around, was almost frightened to death when he heard the voice. Damn it! Voldemort! Live!

Hold on, don't panic, he shouldn't be able to see me right now.

At this time, Hermione cautiously came over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Robert quickly pushed her down. She was just wearing a robe. If her face came to the window, Voldemort might find her trace.

"It's a mysterious man." Robert whispered, "Don't talk and hide."

Hermione took a breath and looked at Harry subconsciously.

However, Harry had put on the invisibility cloak early, and he was nowhere to be seen in Hagrid's hut.

Hermione couldn't help but feel worried. She regretted coming to Hagrid tonight, but then she felt lucky again. Maybe a few of her could help Dumbledore?

Voldemort suddenly made a sound, frightening Fudge to the spot. His whole body stiffened, and his eyes subconsciously turned to his shoulders. At this time, there was a big snake lying there, spitting out scarlet letters, staring at Dumbledore.

"Before coming, I suggest that he leave a note for his bodyguard to go to Hogwarts to meet Dumbledore." A voice like a poisonous snake came from the snake, "If he dies here, what will happen to him?" What will happen? Will they think it was this fool who killed the Minister of Magic, or you, Dumbledore?"

Rita Skeeter was dumbfounded. She felt that her presence here tonight was a mistake.

She shouldn't have made this trip just to curry favor with the Minister of Magic!

After laughing twice, Rita said, "It seems that Dumbledore has a guest tonight. How about we hold the interview tomorrow morning?"

Principal Dumbledore did not look away, his attention was entirely focused on the snake.

Voldemort did not respond to his previous words, which meant that there was indeed a magic book in his possession.

What kind of strange magic will be recorded in the magic book is also uncontrollable. Dumbledore can only judge which book the other party has obtained through the means he uses.

A flash of joy flashed in Rita's eyes. Since no one would care about her small role, does that mean she can leave?

Silently, Rita moved back bit by bit, and then, she bumped into someone.

"Where did this little beetle come from?" Someone put the wand at the back of her head, "How about crushing it to death?"