A certain Hogwarts esoteric leader

When Yunivo said such words, he was naturally greeted with a cold glare from Snape, but it was this glare that made Yunivo feel quite happy.

In the past few days, Snape's bad mood has really infected him a lot, and now he has returned it.

Dumbledore looked at Snape, then at Eunifer, smiled and said, "It seems that I came back just in time, otherwise our Mr. Gorrell would be depressed."

"But let's not talk about that now. There is a beautiful and lovely lady here to introduce! The three of us gentlemen must not neglect her!"

He patted the girl's back and gently pushed her forward. Without waiting for any encouragement from him, the girl took a step forward, politely stretched out her right hand, and said, "I am Indelesh Rohr." , please give me more advice.”

Yunieff also stretched out his hand and gently held it with Endresi. The temperature of his hand was very low, as if it had just been thawed from an ice cube.

"I'm Yunief Gorel, please give me some advice." There was a smile on his lips, but he was actually quite happy in his heart.

"You will be classmates from now on!" Dumbledore put his arms around their shoulders and laughed happily.

"Let me think about it, what should we do next?" he said with a smile. "Should we go to Madam Malkin's Robe Shop to customize your school uniforms? Or go to Ollivander's Wand Shop to get you a wand?"

"Professor Dumbledore, I think you should talk to Fudge first." Snape reminded with an ugly expression.

"Otherwise, your school may lose a Head of Slytherin House and a knowledgeable Potions Professor."

"Oh! Look at how old I am, I can't remember anything! Professor Snape, you are right, I have to go and talk to Fudge. I believe he will welcome me very much."

Then, Dumbledore changed the subject and said, "But who will take our little lady and gentleman to buy school supplies?"

Snape's expression became even uglier: "I took them two out, and within two minutes, people from the Ministry of Magic would be blocking the road like a toilet."

"No." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "Anyway, let's go out first. Our Mr. Gorrell must be eager to breathe fresh air."

With that said, he opened the door, wrapped his purple robes around Yunieff and Endless, and walked out.

Snape had no choice but to follow and close the door.

Arriving in the corridor, Yunieff looked back and saw a brass number 13 taped on the door.

He looked at the doors of the two rooms next door. One was attached to No. 12 and the other to No. 14.

He asked: "Is this room enchanted? A few days ago, people from the Ministry of Magic searched here, but they turned a blind eye."

Dumbledore smiled and said: "Yes, Room 13 has been cast with the Loyalty Curse, a high-level curse. Its function is to make this room only visible to me and the people I trust, while other people But I can’t touch it.”

"Isn't it amazing?" He raised his eyebrows, "At Hogwarts, you can also learn this magic in the future, as long as you are diligent and studious."

"It's quite magical." Yunieff said, "But don't you think it's weird that there's a room number missing in the middle?"

"This is a little bit of cleverness on my part." Dumbledore said, "It is normal for hotel room numbers to avoid number 13."

With that said, he took Univo and Endresi down the stairs. The stairs were quite clean, just like the corridors and rooms.

But once you reach the lower level, your impression changes completely, and a dirty little bar comes into view.

Several old ladies were sitting in the corner, drinking and smoking. A man in a scarlet robe with a ponytail and a bald head was chatting with the bar owner who looked like a walnut. The bar owner looked embarrassed.

"Williamson, it's not that I won't help you, but I've asked you to search the room before, but you found nothing! If I ask you to search again, all the tenants will complain!" said the bar owner.

"Just once!" Williamson tossed his ponytail back. "My intuition tells me that there will be clues here. Tom, do you know what a wizard's intuition means?"

"Is it predicting the future?" Tom, the bar owner, curled his lips and said sarcastically, "Then why don't you go to Hogwarts to teach divination, my friend?"

"You can't blame me." Williamson said helplessly. "The main reason is that I rely purely on intuition and do not have a systematic method. Let me search again, for the sake of us being old friends."

Then Tom stopped talking to him, his eyes widening.

"Tom? Tom?" Williamson called.

Only then did Tom come back to his senses and said with a serious face: "Maybe you really have the gift of prophecy."

"Huh?" Williamson turned around and saw Dumbledore coming down the stairs, followed by a girl and a boy, and behind him was Snape's gloomy face.

In an instant, all eyes were focused on him, and Williamson stepped forward with a look of embarrassment on his face.

As an Auror of the Ministry of Magic, he had to take action, but Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of our time, stood in front of the two people he wanted to take down.

It's not about arresting him, nor about not arresting him. He began to regret why he came here.

But fortunately, this entanglement did not last long, and he heard Dumbledore say enthusiastically: "Williamson, your name is Williamson, right? I still remember you, the Auror of the Ministry of Magic. I should remember it correctly." .”

Williamson suddenly felt more comfortable.

The greatest wizards know him!And it doesn’t sound hostile, but very enthusiastic!

"Yes, you remember correctly, I am Williamson, distinguished Lord Dumbledore. Where are you going? I mean..." He looked behind Dumbledore, obviously not forgetting his responsibilities.

"Oh! I'm about to go talk to Fudge! By the way, I'll explain some misunderstandings! You know, some misunderstandings will cause big trouble if they are not explained clearly, so I have to go. I feel that it may be a waste of words. I hope Fudge There’s ice-cold lemonade!”

Dumbledore spoke enthusiastically, then suddenly patted Williamson on the shoulder, put his arm on it, and whispered as if discussing a private topic with a friend:

"Can I ask you a small favor, Williamson?"

"How can I help you?" Williamson asked cautiously.

"It's nothing, just a small favor. Professor Snape wants to take the two little wizards to Diagon Alley to buy some things for going to Hogwarts. I want you to come with me and let your colleagues not do it." Disturbing them," said Dumbledore.

"Don't you know that the Ministry of Magic is looking for them?" Williamson said with a headache.

"Of course I know, but this misunderstanding will be resolved soon. This is what I talked to Fudge about!" Dumbledore said calmly, "And since you are watching, even if Fudge and I can't come to an agreement, They can’t run away, is that true?”

"That seems to be the case, but..." Williamson hesitated.

"For the sake of my age and old bones," Dumbledore said, "I'll treat you to sizzling honey candies!"

He took out a piece of candy and placed it in Williamson's hand.

Williamson struggled for a moment and finally nodded.

He certainly wasn't asking for a piece of candy, but Dumbledore's request was really hard to refuse.

And this matter is indeed meritorious, so it seems okay to agree.

Seeing that Williamson agreed, Dumbledore raised his head and winked mischievously at the bar door, and a tall black figure walked back.