The Charles Becomes a Wizard

In fact, it was impossible for Lucius not to see these things. In his letters home, Draco would occasionally complain that some of the school facilities were old and outdated and the living standards were not very good. However, at that time Lucius thought that he was too spoiled before and therefore couldn't adapt.

Now that I think about it, I was probably just a clown in Dumbledore's eyes because I secretly made additional donations out of pity for the child.

Lucius gritted his teeth and took a hard note of Dumbledore in his heart.

Ultimately, it was because Dumbledore's selfless image was so successfully created that he attracted a large number of followers while also successfully blinding the eyes of the nobles.

So many years have passed, and I think the other school directors have contributed a lot to the Order of the Phoenix. I hope Dumbledore will be able to withstand their anger by then.

"Perhaps you can try to find a new principal in advance." Charles reminded.

"Do you think if Dumbledore really embezzled public funds, he would leave Hogwarts?" Lucius thought that Charles was a little whimsical. Dumbledore was very famous in the wizarding world, and this little thing would not cause him much harm. The old fox would not be willing to give up control of Hogwarts just like that.

"Of course he can't leave on his own initiative," the delicate-looking boy smiled gently as he sat in front of the fireplace. The flickering flames in the fireplace added a layer of golden light to him. "But that doesn't mean you can't force him. I think the school directors should have the power to check and balance the principal, right?"

Lucius' eyes lit up. Yes, if the school directors found that there was something wrong with the principal, they could initiate a vote by the board of directors to remove the principal! Why didn't they think of this before?

"I really don't know what you were thinking," Charles muttered, "How dare you put your only child under the leadership of the leader of a hostile force to educate him? If he teaches the wrong thing, you won't have anywhere to cry."

This is indeed the truth, Lucius showed a bitter smile on his face. The situation back then was too complicated, the people they followed had already gone mad, and there were only a few nobles who were still clear-headed, and most of them were still forced by the marks on their arms, unable to advance or retreat.

Whether it was to protect the safety of their own cubs, or to leave a way out for their own family, sending the children to Hogwarts was undoubtedly the best choice. Even if they were taught by Dumbledore to change their temperament, they could always save their lives. After all, the great white wizard would never kill the children.

However, if that person is still alive as Charles said, if Dumbledore is taken away now, would Hogwarts be in danger?

Dumbledore is the only wizard who can fight that man on equal terms.

"It doesn't matter even if Dumbledore's position as headmaster is revoked," Charles saw Lucius's thoughts: "If that person really makes a comeback, do you think Dumbledore will stand idly by?"

Putting aside personal prejudice, Dumbledore is not a hypocritical guy by nature. Various signs show that he actually attaches great importance to the wizarding world. Once the wizarding world is in danger, as long as he is still alive, he will take the initiative to stand up and fight no matter where he is.

Lucius squeezed the snake staff and made up his mind: "I will gather the school directors as soon as possible."

The new principal should also be carefully selected.

"By the way," Charles added, "check Dumbledore's past experience. Any black spots you find can be exposed after forcing him to resign as headmaster."

Dumbledore is like a big tree with deep roots and lush leaves in the wizarding world. It is not so easy to uproot him. One needs to cut off the aerial roots little by little and cut off his "supply".

Ciel suddenly discovered that no matter whether they were commoners or nobles in the wizarding world, they all seemed to have deified Dumbledore, as if with this old man around, they didn't need to worry too much about the Dark Lord's comeback. They trusted him, relied on him, and personally placed him on the altar.

This is not a good thing, but it is not that difficult to deal with.

After all, Dumbledore is a living person, not a real god. How can a person not make mistakes? He has lived for so many years, it is impossible for him not to make any mistakes.

Believers are unreasonable creatures. Any little stain will be magnified in their eyes. Maybe the initial mistake can be ignored, but what if Dumbledore's mistake is not just that?

They will be angry, unwilling, and feel that they have been deceived.

That was the "God" they had personally raised up! How could he do something that would disappoint them?

They are blind and stupid, and of course they will not be willing to admit that they have misjudged him. They will be eager to throw basins of dirty water on Dumbledore, thinking that he has deliberately concealed the truth and told lies, and that they are just innocent people who have been deceived by the evil man.

By that time, Dumbledore would be completely abandoned by the people he wanted to protect so much. They would spit on him, despise him, and drag him into a bottomless quagmire, using this to demonstrate their foresight and to express their extraordinary insight...

The boy's slender white fingertips gently pressed down the black king on the chessboard, and he raised the corners of his lips slightly, smiling innocently.

Lucius left Phantomhive Manor in a hurry, leaving Ciel behind, bored, picked up a book and sat on a chair to read.

"Ciel Phantomhive." An elegant male voice suddenly sounded in my ears. "You are indeed very interesting."

"Who!" Charles suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a dark figure silently appear in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

The man was wearing a black cloak with a huge hood covering his face. When he heard Charles' question, he snorted and raised his hand to take off the hat on his head, revealing a weird face.

He had black curly hair and a pair of eyes that looked like dried blood stains. Most of his face looked very handsome, but the other half was as pale and strange as melted wax.

Who is he? When did he come? Did this person hear the conversation between me and Lucius just now?

Charles' mind raced, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

The man in front of me is very dangerous! The hateful thing is that his gun is not with him now.

If I tell my father about them...

No, not to mention that they can't hear my cry for help now, even if they heard it, I guess they can't do anything to this person...

Charles raised his chin in a calm manner and said, "Sir, who are you? The banquet hall is downstairs. It is very rude for a guest to intrude into the host's room without permission."