The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

The principal's office is just fine...

Well, mainly based on the Sorting Hat's whistleblower, in a collection cabinet, Cyrus found a suitable gift for Hermione: a very high-end-looking flannelette.

Dark red, and with it, a mass of gold and black and blue threads.

"If you want me to say, you should make a contract." Phineas Nigellus Black stroked his goatee and said in a melodious tone, "This will ensure that no one will tell you..."

"Be careful with Slytherin... right?" Dairis DeVante gave him a contemptuous look.

"What? I'm telling the truth! For example, the Loyalty Curse is very useful!" The most unpopular headmaster raised the most unpopular opinion, "Or...a person who casts a curse and wants to tell the secret Pus and sores on the face"

Cyrus was sitting on the principal's chair, holding flannelette in his hands and knitting patterns and patterns. It was the first time he did this kind of thing, and his fingers were poked several times by silver needles.

With his index finger in his mouth, he said vaguely: "It's not necessary...it will make people feel bad, and at the same time it is an expression of distrust"

"Huh... the same virtue as Dumbledore~" Phineas muttered, "You two are worthy of 'eating cockroaches in a bowl' (the same saying as wearing a pair of pants)"

And Cyrus shook the flannelette, picked it up and looked it over carefully, what is it suitable for?Flying carpet?No no no, that's ugly...cloak?This sounds great! !

So what spell is needed?

"Shock-absorbing spell...flying spell...floating spell...by the way, in order to look the same as the school robe, a transformation spell is needed." Cyrus patted his head, wanting to replace the full potion knowledge with NEWT A spell that only comes into contact with it.

Christmas is coming, and Cyrus has to work hard to make the presents. Thinking of Hermione's happy look, he suddenly laughed foolishly, and he was already thinking about what reward he could get.

His appearance made Ms. Dai Lisi purse her lips and suppress a smile.

"Sorting Hat, is it really okay for me to take what belongs to Principal Dumbledore?" Even though the other party said that it belonged to the principal's office, Cyrus still said something.

The Sorting Hat didn't speak, and was replaced by a panting voice.

"I don't think he would mind..." Dumbledore stepped down from the window sill, he shook his shoulders, and the soft cry of Phoenix Fawkes made Cyrus stand up immediately.

Headmaster Dumbledore looked extremely tired, maybe he had just returned from France or Germany, he glanced at the shivering sorting hat, and sat back on the headmaster's chair that had just been warmed by Cyrus.

He grabbed the wizard hat and threw it precisely on the hanger beside him.

"Sit whatever you want... Thanks for your hard work." Dumbledore put the cushion by the fireplace on the cold wooden chair and floated over, "It's just a blanket from a friend before... You can take it if you like Go, it's the reward."

"Then am I too cheap?" Cyrus yawned, "Principal~ I have to prepare for the exam, and at the same time I have to guard against Umbridge messing around in school~"

"The situation is not optimistic. Durmstrang is in chaos now. The school board over there has dismissed the new headmaster." Dumbledore anxiously took a sip of hot tea and accidentally burned his tongue. "My proposal has also been threatened." Sengamo vetoed"

In particular, many members of the Wizengamot were against it, and no one except Beauxbatons' headmaster was in favor.

When it came to Voldemort, many people in the Wizengamot avoided talking about it, which made Dumbledore suspect that Voldemort had already started to attack them...

Armando Dippet in the portrait had a surprised expression. He pointed at Dumbledore tremblingly, as if he was shocked to hear that he was going to be thrown into the trash can.

"Could it be that what you're talking about... is the only one who will be rejected by so many people!" Amando guessed.

"Who?"

Cyrus sat on a warm cushion, hugging a silk-thin blanket.

"That's right, it's him...the purgers in the United States have also become active." Dumbledore said very seriously, without any shyness, "I suspect that Voldemort...or Tom Riddle is planning in the dark"

Seeing that Cyrus was still a little dazed, Armando told him: "It's Gellert Grindelwald"

"He? Isn't he your enemy?!" Cyrus knew why Principal Armando was so surprised, "That's the one who almost started the war between wizards and humans!"

"I've seen him... I think 50+ years of confinement is enough for him to reflect and he's helped to stabilize the German wizarding world"

Cyrus spread out on the chair, Fawkes hovered in the air for a while, landed on his shoulder, and lightly pecked Cyrus' ear with his beak.

"How is the Ministry of Magic?" The headmaster rubbed his eyes and changed into a nightgown with blue stars.

"Umbridge fired Professor Moody... broke up a lot of parties...but I let the professor stay..." Dumbledore nodded appreciatively as Cyrus talked about recent events.

He knows it!Cyrus is perfect for the job! !

Let him think... Phineas is the 'least popular headmaster' and Gryffindor is the 'greatest headmaster', so maybe Hufflepuff could have a 'most popular headmaster ever' ?

"Let's leave it at that...you and Hermione have done a good job, they must have a way to save their lives"

Dumbledore was worried that Voldemort's comeback would be even more powerful this time. Perhaps Cyrus and Hermione said it more seriously: not only the Ministry of Magic cannot be trusted, but even the Wizengamot has fallen.

He no longer dared to contact Harry without authorization, but transferred Cyrus to contact him more...

The connection between Voldemort and Harry was deeper than he had imagined. Hearing Cyrus report the progress of the students, a few smiles finally appeared on his slightly tired face.

When I returned, it was so dusty that the snow on my beard melted and was soaked.

"The centaur still helped us a lot..."

"The centaur?!" Dumbledore almost choked on the tea. If he remembers correctly, the centaur is the last person who likes to deal with wizards. What happened in the month he was not in school!

"Ha! Albus, your students are much better than you..." Seeing the current principal deflated, Phineas looked extraordinarily happy, "You can't even unite the horses, can you?"

"Isn't that good...cough...this is also a rare power against Voldemort"

The centaurs are withdrawn by nature, and even a tribe has at most ten centaurs, and what Cyrus did was to gradually change their personalities by changing their environment and habits.

Hmmm....can any credit be given to Smaug in this?

After all, Smaug didn't burn down the centaur tribe, so he and Hermione couldn't get in touch with the centaur, and couldn't help them improve their living environment.

"Okay~ Then I won't disturb the principal's rest." Cyrus slowly moved towards the door, and said cautiously, "A gentle reminder, the recent Professor McGonagall is the most tired."

After he left, Dumbledore learned from the group of headmasters 'how Cyrus got rid of the blame'.

"You just teach him these?!" Dumbledore looked sideways at them, "Are these the only things I usually have... No matter how bad it is, can't you teach some magic?"

Already Dumbledore could see Professor McGonagall rushing in the next day, throwing a pile of papers in his face.

"His magic still needs us to teach?!" Dai Lisi said proudly.

Armando closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, while Phineas just sneered lightly and bowed shamelessly and gracefully.

"I don't know, anyway, we learned from you... It is our duty to serve the current principal~"

Dumbledore shook his head, thumped his sore waist and shoulders, and turned off the light. Now he is finally back. I hope Cyrus can teach those students well.

The most popular principal in the future~