All things are three at Hogwarts

On this side of the hall, after talking for a long time, Allen would learn from Lucius Malfoy that the mysterious man had sent Death Eaters to fight guerrillas in the Muggle world and the Ministry of Magic, putting his father Owen and Alan En prepared's response told them.

At this time, Hermione was even more grateful to Penello for sending armed forces in advance to protect their relatives in the Muggle world. She nodded to Penello who didn't seem to have much reaction and expressed her gratitude again, and then fell into Meditate and try to find some solutions or solutions.

"Some landmark buildings and high-traffic places will have regular personnel temporarily, but..." Allen was a little embarrassed about this situation, and he couldn't tell Hermione that this problem would naturally be solved if she immediately raided the mysterious man's lair.

"But the Muggle world is too big... we have no choice." Hermione thought about many ways in her mind and finally overturned them. "But I don't understand, what use does this plan of the mysterious man have for us? Just like Ai As Lun said, as long as the wizarding world is not affected... wizards will not care too much about the life and death of Muggles..."

"I will speed up the resolution of education reform, but as I just said, during this period we have to warn your relatives and friends in the Muggle world, it is best not to move around... I think you need something hot to drink now. "After Allen said that, he got up and went to the kitchen. He was going to make them something warm.

"Does the current mysterious man really look like a person with a plan?" Seeing Allen walking away, Penello began to sneer at Hermione's reaction. She leaned back, "Do you know what he is? He's like a dog chasing a car, and even if he catches up, he doesn't know what he's going to do."

This successfully drew Hermione's attention to Penello.

"In a sense, I'm similar to him, you know? I just do things." Penello explained with some unorganized gestures with his hands, "The Ministry of Magic has a plan, the pure-blood family has a plan, Dumbledore has a plan, Ai Ren and Luna have a plan, and so do you. You are all conspirators. Conspirators want to control this small world. When things go according to plan, no one will panic, just like our own unmentioned reports later. Emphasizing that it is just the Muggle world that is in trouble, no wizard would be too panicked... I am not a conspirator, and neither is the current mysterious man. I understand him in this regard, but the difference between him and me is that he is a wild beast without an owner. Mad dog, he just wants to express that he is not controllable by you, but I am different. I have a master. I just need to follow Allen's wishes and do things for his sake...Hermione, you should focus more. , you think too much about useless things, and you Gryffindors have never been able to grasp the point of the matter..."

Allen, who was making tea in the kitchen, noticed that the TV series that the women at home loved to watch had ended today, but Helena was still staring at the TV with commercials in the corner, seemingly fascinated.

"Helena can't enter and leave the tower freely. If she wants to go back to the tower, she has to be taken by someone, which is really inconvenient." Allen said to the air around him, "It's enough to drink, otherwise she will still hiccup later. Hermione will get caught."

There was a noise in the trash can nearby, and Luna lifted the disembodiment spell to reveal her body. She glanced at Penelo and Hermione who were discussing: "When these humans set the standard of good, evil will follow. Mutual life.”

"As long as a saint dies, thieves will not stop." Allen echoed, and then turned his attention back to his daughter. He called Helena and asked her to come over.

"Father, mother." Helena walked on foot before she could get the food out of her stomach. She twisted her skirts on both sides and saluted.

"If Helena likes TV, I also have one in my room at school." Allen smiled at his daughter, "I'll cast a spell when I get back so other ghosts can't come in and discover your secrets."

"Mom has mastered some new powers recently." Luna stared at Helena and said, "Apparition and shadow walking are useless. Let me study and see if there is any new way for you to teleport yourself."

"Thank you, Mom and Dad," Helena floated happily, but after thinking about it, she clasped her hands together and put them on her chest. "You have more important things to be busy with, so don't spend your energy on me. I am now Being able to touch things and taste food makes me already much happier than other ghosts."

Allen didn't speak. He just waved his hand hidden under his robe considerately, so that his daughter forgot to maintain the physical body because she was so happy. All the food that fell on the ground was swept into the trash can, and Helena was unable to salivate and digest. The food that fell out was still basically in its original state, much cleaner than what her parents had pulled out that night in the Black Lake Cave.

Only then did Helena realize what had happened as a result of her forgetting to stay in shape. She froze in mid-air, not knowing how to face her parents.

"Helena, don't be ashamed. Children have done this in front of their parents..." Luna glanced at the portrait in the kitchen furtively. When she found that Helga was not there, she whispered to Helena again, "What you teleported Mummy will take care of it, but Mummy's Potions class still has a six-foot parchment paper that you need to write..."

A few hours ago, Harry ran directly to the corridor of Dumbledore's office out of breath, shouted the command to the stone monster guard at the door, and then rushed up the spiral staircase three steps at a time. Then he remembered Dumbledore. He was currently participating in the Apparition exam in Hogsmeade, which made Harry calm down a little. Knowing that these conversations were not suitable for more people to hear, he just sat in front of the principal's office and waited for Dumbledore until His Return Dumbledore came out of his office at dinner time and did not return through the front door.

"It seems we can eat in my office..." Dumbledore invited Harry in, then he sat behind the principal's desk, raised his head and looked at Harry carefully. His face was still very pale, and he leaned weakly against the principal. On the chair, his silver eyebrows were knitted together, with a shallow vertical line forming in the middle.

"Harry? It seems that what you are going to tell me next is what makes you so unhappy?"

"Snape." Harry said extremely loudly with unprecedented anger, "You actually believe Snape, a Death Eater who told Voldemort the prophecy. He was the one who eavesdropped on the prophecy outside the room."

There was silence in the room, and not a word was said for a while.

"You still let him teach here. He was the one who told Voldemort to hunt down my parents, Harry!" Harry didn't want to get angry and roar at Dumbledore, but he couldn't control his emotions and roared out.

Harry turned his back to Dumbledore, fighting the urge to throw something.

"Harry, calm down, please listen to me." Dumbledore turned Harry back with his hand and stared at him. When Harry finally calmed down a little, Dumbledore spoke, "What Sybil doesn't know is, When Professor Snape heard the first half of her prophecy, he was still employed by Voldemort. Hearing the news, he couldn't wait to tell his master. But Professor Snape realized that Voldemort would do that When you understand the prophecy, you don't know how regretful he is. I believe this is the biggest regret in his life and the reason for his return..."

"I don't believe him. He's not like me. He's a very powerful Occlumency master, isn't he, Professor?" Harry sneered loudly. He tried his best to stay calm, but his voice was still a little trembling. "How can you be sure? Isn't Snape a spy sent to you by You-Know-Who?"

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, as if he were making up his mind, and finally he said: "I make sure that I trust Severus Snape completely."

Harry took a few deep breaths and tried to stabilize his emotions, but to no avail. His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes: "He and Pansy Parkinson probably coincidentally appeared in the cave where the two Death Eaters appeared. They informed the mysterious person because of the gangster’s reasons.”

"Then why didn't the mysterious people come by themselves? Harry, I mean if they were real, I don't think we would have the opportunity to have this conversation..." Dumbledore said extremely calmly, "Harry, Sne There is no way that Professor Pu will be against me, Pansy is just an ordinary student, she cannot spy on the principal."

Harry's head buzzed, and the flames of anger burned in his chest. He really wanted to rush forward, grab Dumbledore, and shake him hard to wake him up. Harry didn't believe either Snape or Pansy, but how could he make Dumbledore realize their danger and unreliability.

Harry's eyes passed over Dumbledore's blackened and dry hands. The professor always believed in others easily, but why would he rather believe in Snape and Pansy than in what he said?

Harry lowered his head and bit his lip. He felt as if he had knocked over a five-flavor bottle. His throat seemed to be blocked by something. He was extremely sad. Harry felt very wronged. He thought of what had happened to him over the years, almost every time. It's always like this. What you say cannot be recognized and believed by others, but what you say is obviously true, at least most of it... Every time they have to wait until the end of the matter to find out that they were wrong and they were right, It's too late, there's no going back.

"Harry, you should learn to think with your own head instead of whenever someone tells you something, you either don't listen at all or accept it all. This is wrong. You should learn to distinguish the truth from the lies... …”

What Allen said to him at the Black Lake sounded in Harry's mind, but now he was in a mess, with anger and grievance filling his heart. He could not think about the problem calmly. Harry had no idea about Dumbledore's insistence. Any way...

"Excuse me for disturbing you, Professor, but I insist on my opinion." Harry said goodbye to Dumbledore after making a decision in his mind. Then he quickly walked out of the office and walked down the spiral staircase regardless of Dumbledore's reaction.