HP's Wretched

A new semester and a new atmosphere were agreed, but when Flott noticed that the pink gum Umbridge from the Ministry of Magic was about to sit next to her, she was so desperate that she even thought about resigning.

Although she is tired of being tired, Flott has her own duplicitous approach: "Ah, isn't this Ms. Umbridge? At the meeting yesterday, Principal Dumbledore also said that the professor who will teach Defense Against the Dark Arts this year will be a As for the big shot, I didn't expect it to be you, what a surprise!"

...In fact, it is more accurate to say that this is only a surprise.

"Professor Luster, you are welcome. I was appointed by Minister Fudge to supervise the teaching quality of Hogwarts. As the saying goes, education needs to discard the dross and extract the essence." Umbridge put his pink The small bag was placed on the table, the eyebrows and the sticky voice revealed an inexplicable pride, "I will ask Professor Luster to take care of me here in the future."

"You're just joking, you are someone that Minister Fudge values, and I have to be humble enough to learn from you." Among disgusting people, Flotte can pat rainbow farts without changing her face.

But having said that, how much Fudge hates Dumbledore, if he wants to intervene in Hogwarts, there is no need to send such a strange thing...

Don't look at Flott and Umbridge bragging about each other's business, but in fact, each of them has a deep disdain for each other. One person is a temptation, and the other one has already come with a mission.

Umbridge did not forget the task Fudge assigned her that day after Flott left in the office of the Minister of Magic:

"I ordered you to be sent to Hogwarts as the senior prosecutor, not just to catch that one person, I want you to keep another person in check."

"Minister, are you talking about the one who just left?"

Fudge nodded, but didn't overtly explain his intentions.However, his thoughts are easy to guess. For a master with a criminal record, it is not enough to just hold the handle of more than ten years ago. The most important thing is to be on guard at all times. There is no way. Although it is rumored that the relationship between the two of Bullido is not good, it is better to be careful in the struggle for power.

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This school-opening feast was pretty good, but Flotte really ate it very badly, because after a few mouthfuls, the hungry one could only eat some candy in front of her at this moment.

Flott picked out a red candy that didn't look so weird, and put it in her mouth. Don't tell me, Dumbledore definitely has research on the taste of sugar, but this shape, um, is similar to his Clothes have a good taste.

"How does it taste, the latest candy from Honeydukes." Dumbledore walked down the stairs with a smile, grabbed a candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

Flotte chewed the candy in her mouth twice, and said: "I'm hungry, I can eat anything, I can't help it, dinner is too bad. But then again, principal, I've always wanted to ask you a question."

"What's the problem?" Dumbledore sat back in his headmaster's chair, waiting for Flott's next words.

"Why didn't you want to be the Minister of Magic?"

Hearing this question, Dumbledore smiled even more: "The reason is simple, the candy from the Ministry of Magic is not as sweet as it tastes here."

"Ha, that's a good answer, I'll give you full marks." Flotte was also really happy, "If Fudge heard you say that, he would definitely be furious."

A treasure in your eyes is not even as good as a piece of candy in the eyes of others.

"Connelly (Fudge) wasn't like this before." Dumbledore said suddenly, "but rights are indeed too addictive."

"The Ministry of Magic's intervention in Hogwarts may not only be satisfied with inspectors and surveillance. I am afraid that this time they are trying to get you out of office." Flott said, "I think you should be more careful."

"There are some things that you can't hide from if you want, it's better to face them." Dumbledore's words were meaningful.

Flott saw Dumbledore's blue eyes looking at her through the crescent-shaped eyes at this time. Although she knew that the other party was not the kind of person who randomly probed other people's thoughts, but with these words, Flott always felt that The other party was pointing at her.But maybe she was overthinking it.

Flott didn't think about the meaning of Dumbledore's words, but deliberately misinterpreted: "Looking at your words, don't you want to continue to persuade the Ministry of Magic to cooperate with the Order of the Phoenix? With all due respect, the Ministry of Magic This kind of delay, non-cooperation also has the benefits of non-cooperation."

"Now I won't waste my time waking up someone who pretends to be asleep." Dumbledore said lightly.

The answer to this question, could it be that the sentence just now really meant to refer to himself?Flotte muttered in her heart, but continued to talk about the remaining important things with her usual expression: "There are still three batches of potions in stock from France that should be shipped out. The effect is mediocre, but they are easy to store and have a long storage period. Looking at the current situation, I think this battle should not end too soon."

"This battle may indeed be a protracted battle, but everything is uncertain. Voldemort may not be patient when he makes a comeback this time. I am afraid that he will make a big move in a few days. Speaking of which, what is your plan? "

"I roughly mentioned the matter of selling potion shares to Fudge, and with his now inflated ambitions, I'm afraid he will contact me in a few days." Flotte replied.

Dumbledore nodded, and said: "Move as fast as possible, we must not allow Voldemort to monopolize the potion market so quickly, otherwise mastering those potion juices, it is very likely that a large number of potions will be used for cooperation with other races in transaction."

Of course, Flott understands the changes that monopolizing the potion market will bring to all parties, not to mention whether there are any supplies in hand, even if the monopoly is some potion juice, it is equivalent to monopolizing Wolfsbane Potion , shrinking agent and other important medicines, these medicines are an important bargaining chip for negotiating cooperation with werewolves and giants.

But when it came to werewolves, Flotte suddenly remembered that Lupine had talked about the mission Dumbledore gave him that day. According to her, Lupine was probably sent to recruit those werewolves.To be honest, not to mention how closely the Ministry of Magic has been staring at these bright old members of the Order of the Phoenix recently, but without the Ministry of Magic making trouble, Lupine's mission may not be successful.No way, what the Dark Lord promised was that people can bite people if they want, and be normal if they want to be normal, and they can develop their nature and be free.

Of course, this is a long way off, after all, this is not Flotte's task.

Flott still has one more thing to report to Dumbledore: "Severus already knows about my purpose of selling Fudge's shares."

Dumbledore said with no surprise: "As expected."

Flotte twitched her facial muscles, narrowed her eyes and said with a nonchalant smile, "Isn't it what you expected, and I don't even look at who told him first that you helped me recover my mana."

Hearing Flott's complaining tone, Dumbledore smiled, and he explained: "I usually choose not to hide things that cannot be hidden."

"You don't want to hide it. If you want to hide it, you can throw a memory spell with your ability." Fluote said with a sneer.

Dumbledore didn't panic at all about Flott's accusation. Instead, he jokingly said, "Wouldn't it be a pity if I accidentally deleted the night you healed him with the Memory Curse?"

These words made Flotte somewhat guilty... Wait, what is there to be guilty of, the two of them didn't do anything!You old man, I didn't expect you to gossip like this!

"Heh, principal, why didn't I find that your words are so interesting before." Flott sarcastically smiled.

"It's not too late to find out now." Dumbledore replied humorously, "Okay, let's not talk about this, how is your magic power recovered?"

Hearing that she got back to the topic again, Flotte quickly put aside the inexplicable cautiousness just now, and then leaned back in the chair and replied: "It's almost the critical point."

The critical point is a key point for the reverse purification of the soul. If she can't break through, her mana will be the same as it is now. She can release a small magic, and she only has the ability to escape when she encounters danger.But if it breaks through the critical point, it can restore [-]% of the previous mana, but no one has experienced the process of breaking through...

"The human soul has always been a very complicated thing, and it is very difficult to purify it, let alone 'purify' in the direction of darkness in the opposite direction. Flotte, I hope you will not forget the purpose of restoring magic in the first place."

Flutter shrugged and said: "Of course I haven't forgotten, the purpose is very simple, I don't want to hold anyone back, especially Severus, so I have to become useful, at least able to protect myself, and It’s definitely not enough right now.”

"So you still plan to break through it? Even if there is a possibility of death?" The blue eyes behind the crescent-shaped lenses stared closely at Flotte's face.

"Yeah." Flotte responded softly, "Actually, for so many years, I have been facing death every day, and sometimes I am so sick that I feel that I may not be able to open my eyes the next day if I close my eyes tonight. Open, if it weren't for the potion that Severus specially customized for me, I would definitely not be able to live for so many years. But to be honest, just because I face death every day, I am not so afraid... Instead of living such a useless life, why not give it a try, if I can really break through the critical point and recover [-]% of my previous mana, then I am afraid that my role will be much greater than it is now."

"Sometimes, I can always think of the promise that God of Death made with me." Flotte continued, "Actually, if that's the case, the pain and life in my body are not bestowed on me by God of Death. , and it is more based on my own choice, do you think this is the fate that the god of death has already counted, or is it the fate that has always been in my hands?"

"My answer is, it's his choice and it's your choice. In fact, life is composed of countless choices, big and small. It's clearly in your hands, but it's always more or less full of a sense of fate. "Dumbledore said lightly, "Others can't help you if you break through the critical point, and the next step may be up to you, Flotte."

"Don't worry, I'm sure about this matter..." Before Flotte could finish her reply, a familiar voice came from the water drop beast at the headmaster's door...

The author has something to say:

The next chapter is just a side story, there is a story about two people going underground, but I feel that I may not be able to control my sand sculpture thoughts (funny)

As for driving a high-speed car, it was probably near the end of this novel. I didn’t dare to think about driving a car at first, but I shamelessly set up a flag. ...I will try my best to drive, thank you very much for your support (cover your face and smile, I really didn't expect so many people to watch it, I'm so happy!)