Not long ago, Lucius Malfoy's appeal to the Ministry of Magic was judged to be rejected by the prosecution of Lucius Malfoy, based on the testimony of witnesses in court and the jury's vote.

However, Albus Dumbledore, as the headmaster of Hogwarts, did not fulfill his responsibilities as the organizer in the Triwizard Tournament, because negligence led to the occurrence of vicious kidnappings, especially the victims were foreign friends who participated, which caused great damage to the image of the British wizarding community and the friendship between the three famous schools of witchcraft and wizardry.

According to the investigation, Albus Dumbledore privately established an unofficially recognized organization, the Order of the Phoenix, and what we know is that Mr. Dumbledore's Patronus form and pet are all phoenixes, does this mean that this organization is his personal soldier? At least for now, their organization is still independent of the Ministry of Magic, and the Ministry of Magic claims that they do not know the composition of its members.

The Headmaster of Hogwarts doesn't seem to be as indifferent to fame and fortune as everyone thinks.

Without Rita Skeeter's fancy penmanship, the Daily Prophet still acts as the mouthpiece of the Ministry of Magic, keen to add to Dumbledore's troubles.

Malfoy's father voluntarily applied for suspension because of his actions, and he was quickly reinstated, and it has to be said that Umbridge played a big role

"He was just a poor father, and there was no evidence that their father and son were involved in the accident, and Mr. Lucius was completely buried in the dark, and his wife was now in tears all day long. ”

This is a tendentious report in the Daily Prophet.

"Knock knock..."The oak door to Dumbledore's office rang at this time, and it was near the end of the period, and it was unknown who would come to his office.

"Please come in, the password is" Hilltop Steak. Dumbledore put away the bronze two-way mirror in front of him and placed it on his desk.

Then a millet girl with curly hair pushed open the door and entered, the silver puffing out an illusory white smoke that made it impossible to see her expression.

"Well, Miss Granger, as it happens, I happen to be looking for you too. Dumbledore's silver eyebrows furrowed, the smoke not preventing him from recognising the visitor, and then he smiled kindly.

"Nasty hemp wizard. The portrait on the wall opened his eyes at an inopportune time, awoke from his slumber, and spoke.

"Phineas, if you can be quiet, I want to be good to all of us. Dumbledore glared at the old man with his piercing blue eyes.

The portrait immediately shut up.

"He's the former Headmaster of Hogwarts, but maybe he's a little bit of a bad brain. Dumbledore explained to Hermione.

"I know I've seen a picture of him in Hogwarts A History. Hermione glanced at the portrait quickly, then whispered.

Phineas glanced at Hermione contemptuously, but instead of saying anything more disrespectful, he closed his eyelids and seemed to fall into a deep sleep again.

"Professor Dumbledore, I'd like to ask......" Hermione hesitated for a moment before she spoke.

"Is there any news for that Miss Delacour?" she said, taking a deep breath before she struggled a little, her eyes filled with hope and panic, longing for the truth and fearing it.

"Huh?" Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, then stared at Hermione with a slight squint, not answering her question directly.

"Miss Granger, I want you to take a look at this?"

"Letter of appointment?" Hermione whispered as she took the parchment

"I probably won't be at Hogwarts next year, and the Ministry of Magic has given me a vacant position..."

"Of course it's not what they're used to, when Fudge was in power, he was suspicious that I would fight for his power, so they tried to suppress me, but now it's completely different. ”

"I suspect there are some moles in the Ministry of Magic, or that some of the top officials are under Voldemort's control. ”

"Forget it, these matters should have nothing to do with you. Dumbledore shook his head, then changed the subject.

"You know Harry gets a headache every now and then, the scar to be exact, right?" Dumbledore asked Hermione.

"Uh... Well. Hermione nodded slowly, and Harry even fainted from the headache that time.

"That scar was left on him by Voldemort, and I suspect that Voldemort was able to connect with Harry's thoughts through a subtle connection, and there have been many cases to confirm my suspicions, which is not good news"

"These are very secret things, you tell me that you are not afraid of my ......" Hermione did not continue.

"I would have liked Professor Snape to teach Harry. Dumbledore paused here, "He's one of the most proficient in brain defense that I know so far. ”

"But as far as I know, Harry's Potions class isn't doing well, and they don't get along well, do they?"

Hermione nodded again.

"Harry may be very resistant to Snape's teachings..."

"Why don't you teach him yourself?" asked Hermione, plucking up her courage.

"Yes, I thought so, but as you can see in this letter of appointment, I don't expect to be in school for too long, and there is a more important reason - I can't show too much interest in Harry right now, if Voldemort knows that my relationship with Harry is much closer than the relationship between the headmaster and the students should be, he will take advantage of this opportunity to use Harry to spy on me. ”。

"What do you mean?"

"You went to teach Harry as a friend. ”

"But, but I don't know how to do Occlumency. Hermione stammered, her head down, her eyes a little evasively looking at the spinning silverware on the side.

"You're the smartest witch I've ever seen, Miss Granger. Dumbledore smiled, not sparing his compliment, then got up from the old wicker chair, walked to a black cabinet not far away, bent down, took out a book, and walked over to Hermione and handed it to her.

The cover of the book "The Mental Barrier - Introduction and Mastery of Occlumency" is in a slightly yellowed old color, and the title is written in large gilded letters.

"I hope you'll be able to learn this holiday and then teach Harry, and in compensation, I might be able to help you cut down on some of your holiday homework, Miss Granger. ”

"No, no, Professor Dumbledore, it's okay. Hermione quickly shook her head and said anxiously, as if she was afraid that her homework would be canceled.

"I'm sorry for the fact that Professor McGonagall originally recommended you to me as a Gryffindor prefect, and I agreed, but maybe for this reason I have to let it go first, how about the sixth year?"

Hermione nodded,

"If there is anything you don't understand, you can write to me with an owl, and I can help you in these last few days. Dumbledore then closed his eyes and sat back in his chair, rubbing his eyelids, looking a little sleepy.

"As for the question you just asked me, you don't really want to know about Miss Dracul, do you? Maybe it's not that urgent, right?"

Hermione's face turned slightly red at first, and then turned pale in an instant.

She was a little terrified to learn the truth.

"This answer may be known after you learn this magic, and it may be very beneficial for your previous memory recovery. Dumbledore said with his blue eyes, glaring at Hermione gently.

Only then did Hermione remember that her memory had been blank before, and she subconsciously thought it was very important, and tried to recover it to no avail.

"Does it really work?" Hermione was skeptical.

"It's just possible. Dumbledore smiled, his blue eyes staring at Hermione, but it only gave her plenty of confidence, not a trace of pressure.

It was close to the end of term at Hogwarts, and they were going to have a long summer vacation soon.