"Dumbledore," Horace and Dumbledore walked side by side as he left the school infirmary, rubbing his hands together with some hesitation and whispering his suspicions, "You see, in its current form... If something happens to you, who's in your best interest?"

"You doubt Professor Alan Harris?" Dumbledore's blue eyes under his crescent-shaped glasses were a little surprised.

"Dumbledore, this is what you said, I didn't say it was him!" Slughorn frowned, the reason why he didn't directly say that he suspected Allen was that he didn't want to say it directly in front of McGonagall and Professor Snape, to avoid being overwhelmed, once it reached Ellen's ears, he was a little embarrassed to face him again, but he didn't expect Dumbledore to say it directly.

"No way, Mr. Harris would never do such a thing, absolutely impossible!" Professor McGonagall retorted in a resolute tone, shaking her head in disagreement.

Over the years, McGonagall has watched Alan grow to the point where she is now, even if she disagrees with him, she has misunderstood him, but after experiencing the incident of Alan preventing Umbridge from trying to seize Dumbledore's personal belongings, she doesn't think that Alan can be so bad, although the other party sometimes likes to play pranks and tries to make herself write a review during the Ministry of Magic incident, which makes her a little angry... And think about the Quidditch game again, Alan is not a second-generation mystery man who doesn't like broomsticks, for the sake of fairness, he would rather donate a large amount of gold galleons to buy broomsticks for all the house's Quidditch teams, how can such a person do such a thing as poisoning wine, McGonagall, who was also the main player of the Quidditch varsity team and a veteran fanatical Quidditch fan during school, has her own judgment.

Dumbledore turned the ring on his withered finger, "Oh, forgive Horace, but although I misunderstood you, and I disagree with Professor Alan Harris in many ways, he is not going to kill me with this poisonous tactic." ”

Just wearing a black cloak and following them, Snape floated over them with a cold and mocking look, and inwardly mocked Dumbledore at least half right.

Dumbledore stopped Snape, who was trying to go back to his cold, damp basement after the group had left, "Severus, wait, I have something to talk to you about alone." ”

Snape paused and turned to walk into his office with the Headmaster, who had made his large hooked nose face Dumbledore without making a sound.

"You should keep an eye on Miss Pansy Parkinson. Dumbledore's expression was serious, and he lifted the glasses on the crooked bridge of his nose, sounding a little angry at Snape's tone, "Don't let our plans and her actions hurt anyone else." ”

"Have you ever thought that your request is too much... Are you taking too many things for granted?" Snape retorted with a stiff back beside Dumbledore, "Your wise brain, did you ever think that I didn't want to do this anymore?"

"Have I ever thought about it, it has nothing to do with this. Dumbledore turned his back to Snape and looked at the sky outside the large terrace in the attic, "It's non-negotiable now, Severus, you've already agreed, there's nothing more to talk about..."

Snape swung the hem of his cloak with his hand and turned to leave, but after a few steps he stopped and asked, "If your arrangements are going well... What are you going to do with Alan Harris?"

"I've got my own arrangements," Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and glanced at the expressionless Snape, "Recently, the pure-blood families have started contacting me again, including those who hated me before, and those like the Burke family behind them knew that I didn't like them either, so they asked the school directors to come forward and borrow their names - they wanted me to get all the Harris out of England." ”

"You're not going to do that. Snape judged with a blank face.

"Alan Harris's attitude towards Muggle and half-blood wizards is actually the same as mine, and my conflict with him comes from the difference in other philosophies..."Dumbledore shook his hands disapprovingly, "To make Alan Harris's attitude towards Muggle and half-blood wizards actually the same as mine, and my conflict with him comes from other philosophies..." Harris needs to work with them as trustees to stay away from Hogwarts in order to avoid a fierce confrontation with the Ministry of Magic behind Harris, so that the children in the school don't have to risk touching the dangerous knowledge, but that's all I am willing to do, as for the adult wizards who want to go to the so-called temples - they have graduated, and I am not their headmaster anymore. ”

"They don't want to see Alan Harris just kicked out of Hogwarts, and they want you to force the Harris out of England entirely? Such drastic tactics can lead to violent conflicts, and the wizarding world will be shaken, and you will never want to see Alan Harris become the next Dark Lord..."Snape snorted as his eyes fell on Dumbledore's dry palm, "And not to mention whether you still have the energy and strength to do it, you will never do it yourself... You're actually happy with his attitude towards wizards' births? Is it because the Harris family is different from what you judged before, not just for the sake of power? Do you think that part of your idea of Muggle wizards will have an heir after you die? You are still arrogant that you can let him follow the trajectory you have arranged?!"

"I'm too old, Severus, and I'm too tired—" Dumbledore still didn't look at Snape, and the motto he had put forward in his heart - all for the greater good.

On the other side, Allen, who had also left the school infirmary, took Hermione's hand and felt the coldness of the know-it-all, Allen chuckled and teased to try to change the atmosphere: "Hermione, when I came over, I heard Padma say that her sister Parvati saw you kissed by Lavender Brown several times in the dormitory. ”

"Isn't that a wonderful feeling! My skin is torn apart!" Hermione didn't want to recall what happened to her under the effect of the aphrodisiac, and slapped Alan, only then did she notice Ankh on Alan's body and asked, "Ankh always has a majestic posture on weekdays, why did she make such a mess of herself today?"

"Penelope is back, you know... Ankka and Penelope are actually somewhat similar in personality... Not long after they first met, there was a fight in the Auror office of the Ministry of Magic..."Alan thought of the way the two of them were about to demolish the Auror office before, and Alan who didn't know how to ease the relationship unconsciously held his forehead, noticed Hermione's worried look and explained, "Don't worry, their mission in Africa was more successful than expected, but there were some small episodes and now they are cleaning up the aftermath, so I'll tell you more about it later." ”

Ankare plucked one of her broken feathers, and with a crisp chirp, she flew off Alan's shoulder onto the top of Hermione's head, and lay comfortably in her shaggy hair.

Hermione casually reached out to Ankka's soft and smooth feathers, and Ankka's eyes were sharp, and she pointed at Hermione's fingers fiercely - for Ankka, Hermione was just a bird's nest for her to rest, and as a bird's nest, of course, she couldn't touch her own feathers.

"Be careful. Alan was quick and reached out to block Ankka's attack for Hermione, but Ankka saw that it was Allen's hand, and chirped softly in dissatisfaction, so he didn't peck down, but Ankka, who was already a little angry with Alan who didn't help him in the fight before, turned his head and stopped looking at him.

"I'm sorry Alan, I took Ankka for my Thunderbird Cotton. ”

"Hermione, I need to go to Sirius, you can go with me for a walk, I just need your help when something happens. Alan noticed Hermione's recent anomaly and made such a request to her, and then Alan glanced at Ankh on her head with some helplessness, knowing that he had to go back to the cake shop himself.