I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 495: In the principal's office, the past history is told

The previous chapter has been modified

"Crazy?" Hermione's first thought was whether Voldemort had gone mad. But when she thought about the news in the Daily Prophet, she understood a little more.

But it's still shocking news.

because

"He will drag the whole world into war."

"Perhaps this is Voldemort's purpose." Owen analyzed calmly, his eyes sharp and deep. "He wants to create panic and chaos, so that the wizarding world and the Muggle world will completely break apart, and the pure-blood and Muggle bloodlines will break apart, so as to establish a ruling order of pure-blood wizards."

Hermione and Owen looked at each other, and saw worry in each other's eyes. They knew that Voldemort's ambition had never changed, but - as the world became more and more chaotic, Owen did not expect that Voldemort would be so desperate to achieve his goal!

Harry also saw the contents of the letter.

His expression immediately became serious.

"So what should we do?" he asked nervously.

Owen raised his head and looked at everyone with a firm gaze. "We need to tell this news immediately to Professor Dumbledore. He is the president of the Federation. If he immediately sends a message to the Ministry of Magic of each country to allocate personnel to protect the Muggle leaders of each country, perhaps we can save or even repair the relationship between Muggles and wizards."

Hermione nodded in agreement, "Yes, we need Professor Dumbledore to deal with this crisis."

Harry thought about it for a moment and nodded in agreement.

So they immediately got up and prepared to go to Professor Dumbledore's office.

All of a sudden, everyone rushed out of the auditorium like mad horses.

He hurried towards the entrance of the principal's office.

Without any obstruction, the few people passed the stone beast directly and climbed the automatic spiral staircase behind it.

At the top of the stairs is the office door, with shiny oak wood.

But the little wizards were not in the mood to appreciate it at the moment. They just wanted to push open the door and rush in.

But when they pushed the door, they found that the oak door was closed.

"What's going on?" Hermione frowned. She tried pushing it a few times, but there was no response.

"It seems that Professor Dumbledore is not in the office, or he doesn't want to be disturbed." Owen said in a deep voice.

"At such a critical moment!" Hermione said anxiously.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came from under the spiral staircase.

The young wizards immediately turned around alertly, and saw a figure in a black robe walking towards them in a hurry. When they saw the face of the person clearly, they were all surprised.

"Snape?" Harry exclaimed in surprise.

"Professor, you are so uneducated! Ten points will be deducted from Gryffindor!" Professor Snape's face was gloomy, and he seemed to be worried. He glanced at a few people, then stopped and looked at them with a complicated look.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice low and serious.

"We want to find Professor Dumbledore." Owen answered directly.

Snape was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Professor Dumbledore is meeting with the Minister of Magic!"

Hermione and Owen looked at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes. The Minister of Magic came to see Professor Dumbledore in person at this time?

Could it be that the other party noticed something?

"Did Rufus Scrimgeour come to see Professor Dumbledore about Voldemort?" Harry asked.

Hearing this, Snape's expression immediately became even darker. "This is not something you should care about, Pot. You..."

"That's good," Owen interrupted. "What we are reporting to Professor Dumbledore also involves Scrimgeour."

Professor Snape frowned, as if he was surprised by their words. He looked at them deeply, as if he was weighing something.

"What important things could you have to report to Professor Dumbledore?" There was a hint of doubt and disdain in his voice.

"Of course it's about our dear senior Tom!" Owen said with a smile.

Hearing this, Snape's expression became more serious.

Immediately, he stopped talking and stretched out his wand.

He knocked on the oak door a few times.

It feels a bit like the wall behind the Leaky Cauldron leading to Diagon Alley.

Then there was a click.

The oak door opened.

Several people pushed the door open and walked in.

in the room.

Professor Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, processing complicated documents.

Minister of Magic Rufus Scrimgeour stood at the foot of the stairs not far from him.

They both stopped talking at the same time.

He looked towards the door, his face full of seriousness and confusion.

Professor Snape stood aside, his eyes moving between Harry, Hermione and Owen before turning to Dumbledore.

"professor!"

Hermione was the first to speak.

"problem occurs."

"Slow down, Miss Granger. What happened?"

Dumbledore motioned for them to sit down.

The gentle tone was mixed with endless fatigue.

Owen walked over and handed the letter that Bella had passed to Dumbledore.

"News about Big Dog's cousin."

Dumbledore took the letter with a calm expression.

Just a glance.

His expression became serious.

"Combined with his previous behavior, I think there is a high possibility that the news is accurate," Irving continued.

"I know, I know," Dumbledore murmured, his brow knitted together.

He slowly stood up and walked down the stairs.

The dim light in the room made his back look very long.

"This is an unprecedented crisis," he said.

On the wall of the principal's office, the portraits of past principals, who looked drowsy but squinting secretly, suddenly calmed down one by one.

They were whispering to each other, apparently having seen the letter that Bella had just delivered.

"What happened?" said Rufus Scrimgeour grimly.

He came here to discuss with Dumbledore the matter of the wizard who was killed by Muggles.

This news caused an uproar in the wizarding world.

The Ministry of Magic must take a stand.

It was only then that Owen noticed the new Minister of Magic, Rufus Scrimgeour.

To be honest, they've seen this before.

The Auror Minister has brown hair, thick eyebrows, and a pair of sharp eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses, making him look like an old lion.

He gives a different feeling from the previous two ministers.

Fudge, needless to say, comes off as a slick bureaucrat.

Barty Crouch is a civil servant who has been involved in politics for many years.

Rufus is different. He looks sharp and tough, without the greasy feeling of a civil servant.

Owen knew the man.

When he joined the Ministry of Magic, he entered the Auror Office. Most of his life, he devoted his energy to dealing with dark wizards, so he would never underestimate Voldemort's power or have any luck.

"Tom might attack the Muggle leaders of European countries." Dumbledore said calmly.

But this was no less than a bolt from the blue for Rufus Scrimgeour.

"What!" He stared at Dumbledore in shock, his eyes widened.

"Is the news reliable?" he added immediately.

"Trustworthy," said Dumbledore briefly.

"This"

Rufus Scrimgeour's face turned pale instantly. He was obviously shocked by the news. As the head of the Auror Office, he knew the horror and danger of Voldemort. If Voldemort really started to attack the Muggle leaders, it would be an unimaginable disaster.

This would inevitably lead to an all-out war between Muggles and wizards.

It even took the whole world back to the dark ages of the Middle Ages.

"We need to take action immediately!" he said anxiously, "Contact the Ministries of Magic in European countries immediately and ask them to organize manpower, as well as the Federation, and ask the Ministries of Magic in other continents to reinforce us."

At this moment, the wizard who was killed by Muggles suddenly became unimportant to Rufus Scrimgeour.

Just a dark wizard, dead is dead.

It was nothing more than being scolded for the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic.

But if Voldemort is allowed to attack the heads of European countries, then by Merlin - perhaps the world will come to an unpredictable end.

Dumbledore nodded in agreement. "Yes, we must act immediately," he said, "but by far, the intelligence we need most is to understand his action plan so that we can formulate an effective countermeasure."

<divclass="contentadv">The old headmaster's blue eyes fell on Snape, who had been standing in the corner.

The other party understood, nodded, and then strode out of the principal's office.

"Information, information!" Rufus Scrimgeour took a deep breath and suppressed his anxiety. "Where can we get the information about the mysterious man?"

He looked at Dumbledore.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed——"Could it be that you——"

"No, Rufus. I don't know everything." Dumbledore shook his head. It was not that he did not trust Rufus Scrimgeour enough, but the other party was not under his nose and might be caught by Voldemort one day. The brain blocking technique might be able to prevent others from peeking at his secrets, but what about the [Pretender] directly invading his soul and body?

There was also brutal physical torture—he couldn't take risks.

"Now, you should return to the Ministry of Magic immediately and formulate a plan to protect the Prime Minister."

He issued an eviction order.

Rufus Scrimgeour certainly heard it.

A hint of displeasure flashed across his face.

I immediately understood why Barty Crouch and Fudge eventually parted ways with Dumbledore.

This old man has never considered them as his own people. Without sharing information, they are like blind and deaf people!

Just a tool he uses to realize his plans.

This would be intolerable to any Minister of Magic who wanted to be in power.

but.

Rufus Scrimgeour said nothing, but walked straight to the fireplace in the office, which was connected to the Ministry of Magic's Floo network.

He took one last, deep look at Dumbledore and his children.

In a burst of green fire, Rufus Scrimgeour left.

——But——after all, this legendary wizard is needed in this turbulent and wandering era.

There was nothing he could do about it.

"Owen, do you have any ideas?" After Rufus Scrimgeour left, Dumbledore asked the headmasters of all generations on the wall.

"No idea." Owen said bluntly, "Our actions are doomed to be in vain."

"No matter how tight the protection is, there will definitely not be enough manpower. Maybe we can protect a few people, but with so many countries in Europe, there will definitely be leaders who are not well protected and can be exploited by the Death Eaters."

"I just can't understand why he did this?" Owen frowned slightly, "To avenge his subordinates?"