Chapter 106: Public Opinion Guidance
"Well, Professor Dumbledore, do you still expect an Oblivion Charm to make him forget?" asked Malfoy in a dark corner that the man couldn't see. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Not long ago, the two of them witnessed an independent performance of an addict at the onset of his addiction, and even though Dumbledore used the Oblivion Charm, his addiction was still not gone.
In order to alleviate the pain caused by the addiction attack, he tried to divert his attention, the mental loneliness could not be eliminated, then it could only be relieved by the body, the sweat on his face became more and more, and the emptiness in his heart almost swallowed his whole person, he trembled and walked to the corner, picked up his fist, smashed it on the hard wall again and again, and then knelt on the ground again, and then hit the wall with his head desperately, he didn't know why he was so uncomfortable, this was the only way he could find a way to divert attention, and use pain to dispel painγ
Then his eyes began to become bloodshot, red, and tearing. This blunt way was no longer enough to counteract his discomfort, and he began to subconsciously seek sharp weapons, sharp objects that could bring him deeper damage, which could bring him more effective pain, but he looked around, and the room was empty, and there was nothing to use.
Then you have yourself left, and you still have your own teeth to use!
He shook his head, opened his mouth, and bit down on one of his arms like crazy, and a row of deep tooth marks and blood streaks appeared on it in an instant, shocking, it was hard to imagine that a person could be so cruel to himself, but soon it became useless, even if a piece of meat was about to be bitten off, his pain was only relieved a little.
Ice and fire, cold and hot, for a moment his body was like falling into an ice cave, surrounded by cold ice, and then as if he was in an endless purgatory, hot magma flowed past his body.
Is this hell?
Probably.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, the door was locked, but the window had not yet been closed, and he only felt that if he was not relieved by the pain of ten thousand ants, maybe it would be the best place to end up with a leap from now on.
Compared to endless suffering, death is indeed a relief.
He hurried to the window, his hand on the window, and the window opened with a bang.
"Faint!" as he climbed up the window to end himself, a spell struck him, interrupting his suicidal behavior and the pain he felt.
The two stepped out of the shadows.
"Why is that?" Dumbledore looked at the man's miserable face and asked immediately.
According to Muggles, detoxification requires both mental and physical addiction, and when he becomes addicted, he is doomed to have an irreversible organic lesion in his brain. Malfoy said as he pointed his wand at his head.
Therefore, drug rehabilitation is just a false proposition, and his behaviors just now are the onset of physical addiction. Malfoy said with a cruel smile that sent chills down Dumbledore's heart.
"When a person chooses this path, his social attributes have disappeared, which is almost to say that we can no longer see him as a human being. β
"As food for the Dementors, it may still be the best place for him to use his spare energy, and I can't imagine any other contribution he has to contribute to society. βγ
"This neighborhood is full of hotbeds of sin, this man is dead, there are more drug addicts who are drunk and dying in places we don't know, and I can still provide him with a steady stream of drug money, maybe he has to thank me. β
Dumbledore fell silent again, he couldn't count the number of times he had been shocked today, even if he was subconsciously not very receptive to Malfoy's approach, but he couldn't find the slightest reason to refute it.
This is the bottom of Muggle society, crime is everywhere, and it is not the addiction that this student lured him into.
The potency of this medicine is so strong that even if a few hundred Dementors suck it on one person at the same time, it will be more than enough to cause more damage.
Even if he had a heart, he was powerless, and the Forgetting Curse just now had clearly shown that even if he had forgotten the concepts related to drugs and the pleasures of bliss, the evil factor had long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow and could never be shaken off.
Maybe I feel uncomfortable, but I can't help myself because I see such a poor person, and I feel powerless. Dumbledore thought so.
"By the way, Professor, in fact, you can still try it before you die, after all, it is the happiest thing, wouldn't it be a loss not to experience it once in your life?"
"Even then, I wouldn't have chosen it. Dumbledore shook his head indifferently, avoiding it like a femme fatale.
"Why?"
"Because I at least want to die with dignity. Dumbledore said in a deep voice.
"Actually, that's what I think. Malfoy shrugged his shoulders senselessly, if one had experienced the endless pleasure at the end of the day, he might have regretted why he hadn't started enjoying it sooner.
Maybe you'll leave with remorse?
What's more, there are still wizards and supernatural powers, if Dumbledore really tried, he was reluctant to die, and became the second Dark Lord, it would be a lot of fun.
However, a truly self-disciplined person will not try these things, and it is not necessary to become contaminated and abstain in order to manifest one's will.
Staying away is always the best way.
"Well, let's not talk about this heavy topic, so now, Professor, are you happy with my solution?" Malfoy then asked.
"Hmm. Dumbledore nodded, his answer very brief, and then he walked to the window and stared silently at the moon outside the window, not saying a word, except for the occasional sigh.
"There are people who don't deserve to be saved and protected. Malfoy's voice suddenly rang out in the room.
"Maybe. Dumbledore let out a long sigh, his tone full of helplessness, as if at this moment he was no longer the first person in the wizarding world with boundless power and high morality, but just an old man who was powerless in the face of suffering.
Da Da Da Da ....
Dumbledore tapped his wand against the glass window in front of him, making such a sound that such a meaningless gesture could often ease the anxiety.
"I'm interested in you right now, Draco. Dumbledore turned around, lifted the half-moon lens on his nose, and said in a curious tone that was completely different from the one he had just had.
He has adjusted his mood now, there is not so much time for him to feel sad, he has a lot of responsibilities on his shoulders, and if the leader can't control his emotions, how can he convince the public.
But the confusion in his heart was still deepening, and this student of his was full of mysteries that made him want to find out.
"It's a subtle feeling to be told such things by a sexually oriented male elder. Malfoy complained silently, but explained casually, "What's there to be curious about, Professor, I'm just reading more, in Muggle society, these are all very simple common sense." β
"Oh?" Dumbledore's tone lengthened, still looking at the student in front of him with scrutinizing eyes.
"So let's take it as such. Dumbledore twisted his beard and said helplessly.
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The day after the Dementors attacked the players during a Quidditch match, the students were surprised to find that the Dementors outside the school gate had disappeared en masse, and they were all secretly speculating about what had happened, most likely because Dumbledore got angry and had a big fight with the Ministry of Magic, and then the Ministry of Magic gave up their methods at Hogwarts.
"It's impossible. Ron swore at the dinner table, "My dad often told me that the current Minister of Magic doesn't listen to anyone else's advice, not to mention that he doesn't have a good relationship with our headmaster right now. β
He lowered his voice now and continued, "I heard that the headmaster actually made a strong protest at the time, but it still failed, and now I think Fudge will definitely not give in, even if his disobedient subordinates make mistakes, he will do his best to defend them." β
"His rise to power was truly a tragedy. Ron sighed, looked down at his arm, and felt a little lighter thinking that his injuries were almost healed.
"Then the Dementors around our school have indeed disappeared. Simon asked curiously, it was one of his roommates.
"Then I don't know. Ron's intact hand reached over to the table and took a piece of lamb pie he liked and gulped it down, "Maybe they're scared of our headmaster." β
"Ahem. Ron's face began to flush, perhaps choking on the fact that he was eating too quickly and talking at the same time.
It was a few students next to him who helped him and used a spell on him to solve the problem.
It's just a small episode.
Dinner time was quickly over, and as the students were about to open and return to their lounges, dormitories, the doors of the auditorium suddenly closed with a "quack".
"Ladies and gentlemen. Dumbledore's voice echoed throughout the Great Hall. "I have a few small things to inform me about, so it will take a few minutes of everyone's time, and I hope you can all go back to your seat and listen to me say a few words. β
So the students sat down again.
"Hmm." Dumbledore glanced around, cleared his throat, and said in his characteristic deep voice, "I think you've noticed that our school is back to its former calm today, right?"
There was a burst of squirming and whispering voices from the audience, and a Hufflepuff student said loudly, "Yes, Headmaster, those abominable monsters have disappeared from our sight, did you do it?" His eyes were full of admiration and adoration.
"Oh, as much as I'd love to be your hero once, it's sadly not my work. At this time, Dumbledore's eyes swept over Slytherin, and he glanced at Malfoy with his blue eyes before continuing: "I was also a little angry after that unfortunate accident yesterday, so I immediately chose to write to the current Minister for Magic to express my displeasure. β
"You know, owls aren't that fast, so I need an answer at least the next day. β
Dumbledore paused.
"But something unexpected happened. He said in a somewhat complicated tone, waving his wand in the direction of the door, and a copy of the Daily Prophet appeared out of thin air on each student's desk
The cover of the newspaper explained all this very well - Fudge stood in front of the door of Azkaban with a look of dismay, and it was written in bold bold letters: "How long can Cornelius Fudge sit in the position of Minister of Magic?"
"Since the mysterious man was defeated by our savior, our wizarding world has gradually returned to its former peace, and in the following years, our lives have gradually returned to normalcy. Fudge only became Minister of Magic after Millicente's resignation in 1990, and admittedly, he was lucky, Barty Crouch, who had a high position in the Ministry of Magic, was not qualified for this position due to his own personal reasons, and the respected Mr. Dumbledore also resigned from this position, so he let Fudge, probably the most sloppy mediocre person in history, take this position that concerns the future of our wizarding world. β
The following is the beginning of the detailed analysis of the moths that occurred during Fudge's reign, from normal decision-making and execution, to even the full range of private life.
Why did Azkaban, who had never escaped from prison, happen during his reign? Could it be that he had deducted the Aurors' wages to enrich himself? Why did the Dementors get out of control and wreak havoc in the Muggle world not enough to be touched by the safest places in the wizarding world.
Is this an obedient group of guards or an unstable bomb that could rebel at any moment?
Yesterday we may not have known, but today it is evident that it is undoubtedly the latter.
Overnight, whether it was the Dementors around Hogwarts, the Dementors responsible for searching for fugitives elsewhere, or even the Dementors guarded by Azkaban, all of them rebelled overnight!
Now we can turn the subject to this group of Azkaban criminals, apart from Blake, who has escaped, in fact, there are still a few wizards in Azkaban who have been corrupted by the Dementors for many years, and there are still a few who can keep their heads clear.
With the dual role of the Dementors and the Aurors, they can still be guaranteed to be supervised, but when the Dementors strike, it is hard to imagine how a few wizards in that area will deal with these vicious and sober-minded wizards.
We may be on the verge of one of the darkest days in wizarding history today, when Azkaban escaped en masse, causing endless turmoil in society and even seriously affecting our secrecy in front of Muggles.
Fortunately, our First Wizard arrived just in time to prevent a catastrophe from being averted, otherwise perhaps the headlines you see today would be something else you don't want to see. (To be continued.) )