He sat in a chair near the fireplace, his hands propped up on his head.

For the plan to happen, Dumbledore had to be out of Hogwarts for Harry to have a chance to go to the Ministry of Magic. There wasn't much going on this year to keep Harry out of Dumbledore's sight, and he had to create an opportunity, an opportunity for him to bring everyone together.

Draco said to everyone, "I think it's Professor Snape, and with our support, there's basically no problem. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I got everyone's approval.

"Many of the trustees are alumni of the professors. Needless to say, everyone will elect Professor Snape. Knott was right.

A thought flashed through Phoenix's mind, and he commented on the members of his small group. Brace was arrogant and intelligent, but not a skilled wizard. What's more, they're not friends. Noether is good in every way, but it's a pity that he has too much of his own thoughts, and it's dangerous to involve him in his plans.

Draco's small group was a bunch of idiots, except for himself. Draco's father was also a Death Eater, but he himself was a man who lived in the glory of his father's generation, and he didn't have much else on his mind.

"What do you say, Phoenix?"

"What?" he asked subconsciously.

"Headmaster, who do you think is the Headmaster, Professor Snape or Professor McGonagall?" Draco asked.

"Wow, McGonagall is the vice-principal, so she's her. Professor Snape - "It was a cheer from the crowd, the chief battle was over, and it was a girl unexpectedly. Phoenix was also stunned for a moment, and the people around him also looked at this year's freshmen with a hint of disdain, actually losing to a girl.

—Not yet when he became the headmaster. ”

"Alright, go back to sleep. Phoenix stood up to announce the results. When you're done with the task, drive those juniors to bed.

As the two of them changed their pajamas again, Draco suddenly leaned over and asked.

"What do you mean Professor Snape didn't arrive?"

"Meaning, I don't want him to be the headmaster yet. Do you really think Fudge can bring down Dumbledore? Don't forget, we're wizards, and usually, it's the level of magic and personal choices that determine fate. Phoenix put on his pajamas and closed his closet, "Why else would I let you read more, if you obey—"

He grimaced at Draco.

Draco smiled awkwardly. Back in his bed, Phoenix spoke again.

"What do you think of the new professor?"

"Umbridge? looks like a ghoul. Draco's tone was teasing. They were both lying in their respective beds, unable to see each other.

"If only I could get along with her. ”

"Of course, she's a professor after all—" Draco admonished, in a tentative tone, "you're going to provoke her?"

"Yes and no. I might be able to use her, but for some reason, I don't fit to have too much contact with her. Phoenix asked softly, "Would you like to pass on some important information to Umbridge for me if necessary?"

"Yes, it's not something that is difficult for a strong man. Draco didn't hesitate to agree, "But she's unappetizing. ”

"Come to my house for Christmas, there will be a lot of beautiful women. ”

"Really?" Draco said in surprise. Phoenix never invited a friend to his door, and he never invited him to a friend's house. He should be the first, he thought happily.

"There's a ball," he said, "but I think Pansy might be clamoring to come with you." ”

"As long as you don't say it, no one can know. Dracodi's voice lowered.

"Will you not publicize it?"

"Yes, after Christmas. Draco said triumphantly.

"You're not too stupid in that regard. ”

"Last question, what news do you have to let her know through me?"

"Want to know?"

"Yes. ”

"Help me turn off the lights. This time, Phoenix didn't wait for a reply, but let out a loud snoring. He shook his head with a smile and snapped his fingers, and the fire vanished.

The next morning, the overcast ceiling weather set off the mood of Phoenix's grade. Today is their fifth year at Hogwarts, which means they have to take the OWL exam, and only if they have a certificate will they be qualified wizards. They can't afford to mess around anymore, not this semester.

"Whose class was the first one?" Phoenix asked, yawning.

"Professor Binns' history of magic," said Daphne, "I have some questions for you. ”

"Huh?"

"Do you think we can be defined by a law?" Daphne looked him in the eye.

"Asking such a complicated question early in the morning," Phoenix said incredulously, "why do you want to do that?"

"To determine our future career this year, I intend to pursue a career in law. She poured herself a glass of milk.

"Very well, start thinking about the future now," Phoenix heard Draco and Brace arguing about Quidditch, "creating a law will give you a quick rise to prestige." ”

"Do you have any suggestions?"

"Want to know?" Phoenix nodded at Daphne, "help me peel the eggs." ”

Daphne's eyes widened, and she tried to get angry but unexpectedly endured it.

"Say it. She picked up the egg in front of her and began to peel it.

"Your ideas don't fit the current political environment, people want fairness, rights, and no discrimination. You're right, there has to be someone who is in a dominant position. But you can't dictate by blood who can be a minister, a director, and who can only be a petty trader or anything like that. Looking at the Mystery Man, whose politics are not shared even by purebloods, it might be possible if you created an Anti-Discrimination Act or something. ”

"He's too aggressive. Daphne said.

"Not radical or not, there are very few pure-bloods in the wizarding world - according to our traditional beliefs. Most wizards are half-bloods, with a small number of hemp species. You're not the first person looking to crack down on people from non-pure-blood origins through legal means, and many people are trying. Phoenix brought himself a glass of milk and took the eggs, "But they succeeded? No, even our support for our own people to come to power did not succeed, but were scolded by the people one by one." ”

"We provide funding for St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, sustain magical education - we are the core of the magical community, and in the end we are the ones who are diminished and spurned. Her hand trembled slightly, she should be angry.

"Don't you think it's fair? The world is unfair to everyone, but it is the greatest fairness. Phoenix took a sip of the milk from his glass, "It's time for class." ”

"Then you don't have any advice for me, or is giving up my delusions the only advice?" Daphne said slowly, calming down after listening to his words.

"Didn't I give it to you?" Phoenix pointed to the broken eggshell on the table, "You have to do what you want—can you two fools stop arguing." ”

He got up and left the auditorium with his bag on his back, and Blaise and Draco caught up with him, asking Phoenix to judge them.

"Most of the Tornado fans are pseudo-fans who like them because they won the championship. You see it that way, don't you?"

"I've been optimistic about them—"

"Alright, you two idiots. (To be continued.) )