But those who deal with words can be roughly divided into several types.

One is the scientific research type, whether it belongs to the social sciences or the natural sciences, of course, in the wizarding world there is an additional piece of magical theory, they carry the important responsibility of transmitting and producing knowledge - such as Bathilda Basshat, Albus Dumbledore, Newt Scamander, in fact, are leaders in this field.

One is profit-chasing media, such as Rita Skeeter of the Daily Prophet, who does the most on a daily basis to carry and dig up various real-time hot spots, and if necessary, they can also carry out some eye-catching artistic processing.

However, the adaptation is not a random editing, in order to ensure its own credibility, in most cases, the practitioners of these media and newspapers do not dare to do too much, and it is much worse to stir up the public's mood a little.

And the last one, there are fantasy creators like Xenophilius Lovegood.

The world has a completely different way of opening up in their eyes, and for them who are completely immersed in their own world, the most common sentence to communicate with people on weekdays is - I don't want you to think, I want me to feel.

Strictly speaking, Gilderoy Lockhart, a well-known best-selling author in the wizarding world, is also such a person.

It's just that Mr. Lovegood is more stubborn than Lockhart.

This can be seen from the unremitting collection of various social anecdotes in "Singing and Singing", even if the wind critic is killed, Xenophilius will still only care about chasing and finding the "truth" in his eyes, and this kind of person usually has a very iconic adjective - head iron.

Empty classroom next to the Hufflepuff common room.

Xenophilius Lovegood said, looking at Dumbledore and Elena.

"There must be something big going on in the wizarding world, right? I mean you showed up in Diagon Alley, Hogwarts was mortgaged, there were signs of the Dark Lord's activity abroad, the Hogwarts calendar...... I don't know exactly what the connection was, but there are traces of your involvement, either directly or indirectly. ”

According to the previous agreement, Elena returned the flat-headed chubby chicken who was imprisoned in the girls' dormitory to Luna, and the next thing was to discuss the issue of funding "Singing and Singing" and the release of the follow-up article supporting the Age of Magic.

However, Xenophilius Lovegood clearly had something else to focus on compared to the Age of Magic.

Perhaps it was the friendly atmosphere at the castle gate that gave Mr. Lovegood some strange courage to start such an awkward "press interview" almost without thinking.

"Uh......"

Elena blinked, trying to figure out how to get the subject across.

You know, the old guy next to her at this time is not the real Albus Dumbledore, and when faced with this kind of unexpected question outside of the script, there may be some kind of goof-up answer - especially in the matter of mortging Hogwarts, and Elena is not sure if Grindelwald knows about it.

But the more awkward problem is that Xenophilius is now asking "Dumbledore", and Elena can't find a more suitable insertion point to round the scene a little for a while.

Before Elena could think of a statement, Dumbledore's unhurried voice rang in her ears.

"It's just a coincidence. As an old man and headmaster of Hogwarts for so many years, I have to admit that I am too easy to become a common denominator in all the events of the wizarding world. ”

Dumbledore smiled politely, shook his head and said gently.

"If you've been following last week's Daily Prophet, you'll know that the Ministry of Magic has debunked the rumors, both at home and abroad. So...... Shall we continue our discussion about the Age of Magic?"

Elena raised an eyebrow and looked around with some surprise.

This old potato is quite skillful in dealing with it, and he is worthy of being the demon king who stirred up the whole world back then.

"I never believed the Daily Prophet's report, which was full of foul-smelling lies and sycophants. ”

Xenophilius Lovegood frowned with some disgust, and said very clearly, with a stubborn expression on his face.

Of course, such a large and complex project should be kept as secret as possible, and it is understandable that you would deny it. But I just wanted to remind Professor Dumbledore of one thing, be careful of the goblins who pretend to submit to you. As far as I know, they also have a very formidable army, and it is highly likely that they have tamed a group of giant harassing flies, and they could counterattack the wizarding world at any time. ”

It is not easy to convince a simple visionary.

And the most important thing is that Mr. Lovegood, who has a clear brain circuit, has indeed guessed the truth of some facts to some extent accurately this time - although in terms of details and cause and effect, there may be a lot of brain supplements.

"Elves, army, harassing flies?"

I saw Dumbledore raise his eyebrows, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

"Ahem, ahem, I can't hide it from you, Mr. Lovegood. ”

At this moment, Elena coughed lightly, and a thoughtful look flashed in her blue eyes.

Professor Dumbledore had already taken this into account, and while the harassing flies were not visible to the naked eye, it only took a simple modified spell to prevent them from drifting in through the ears and messing with people's minds. ”

"Oh, I know, I know. ”

Xenophilius Lovegood's eyes lit up instantly, nodded quickly, and said with an excited face.

"Of course, of course, as one of the smartest wizards in the world, Professor Dumbledore must be aware of these annoying and dangerous little things, and perhaps you can check out the anti-demon glasses I've been working on lately. ”

"Wait, Mr. Lovewood......"

Dumbledore frowned, his eyes wandering back and forth on the faces of Elena and Xenophilius, and the doubts in his eyes grew more and more - what had these two been talking about since just now?

However, before the old wizard could finish speaking, he suddenly felt his small hand tugging at his cuff and pulling it to the side.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lovewood, there are some things I might need to discuss with Professor Dumbledore. ”

Elena smiled a little shyly, and then whispered to Dumbledore's side, "Grandpa, come here, our plans may have to change a little temporarily, and I suddenly have a better idea." ”

"Huh...... Good. ”

The expression on Xenophilius Lovegood's face was slightly stunned, and he looked at Dumbledore who was half-dragged and half-dragged by Elena to the door with some strange expression, and nodded inexplicably, not knowing why a subtle stasis suddenly appeared in his heart.

On the other side, in the corner outside the classroom door.

"This is a great opportunity, and the Spicy Old Radish is temporarily too weak to interfere with our actions. So, with this precious time gap, we can do more. ”

Elena spoke quickly, looking in the direction of the classroom, her eyes shining like starlight.

"You should know what this means by taking this opportunity to completely tie Contradiction to our future chariot and have a propaganda front that is completely under our control. ”

"Oh?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and looked at the white-haired ball in front of him with interest, "I don't really understand, I don't know in advance, I won't help you cast any Imperius Curses or threats......"

"Don't bother, just take them to the underground vaults of Hogwarts. ”

Elena shook her finger and smiled slyly, "Common dangerous secrets, unbearable costs, foreseeable prospects, these things are much more useful than any spell—that's what you taught me before." ”

"Hogwarts Underground Vaults...... You mean the gold from Gringotts?!"

Dumbledore gave Elena a deep look, the corners of his mouth twitching unpleasantly, "Well, I can't find where that place is, Albus never told me where it was." ”

Faced with the old wizard's question, the little hair on the top of Elena's head, who had been prepared, shook proudly.

"It's okay, house-elves know it. Don't forget, you're Albus Dumbledore now, just let Burleigh and them lead the way, if I'm not mistaken, they can apparition directly in the castle. ”

"Well, that's true, it looks like what you're talking about is really feasible. But ......"

Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully, looked at Elena with a smirk, and said slowly.

"I'm Albus Dumbledore now, and it's still a bit out of place. And, if I'm not mistaken, the three chickens called flower chickens yesterday don't seem to contain this agreement, right?"

"One more!hmm...... Don't forget, what you promised me when I was at the castle of Newmengard. ”

Elena pursed her lips and said without hesitation.

Sure enough, she knew that this old guy would take the opportunity to increase the price, but she didn't have time to bargain with the old demon king at this time, and she wanted to lock in this buy one get one free deal in one fell swoop.

"Newmengard, I don't remember what I owe you. ”

"Dumbledore" narrowed his eyes and shook his head unmoved.

"You know, in exchange for teaching you at least a dozen kinds of magic, as well as some magical abilities that are absolutely impossible to learn in school, such as your superhuman strength enhancement ......"

"More than a dozen?!Enhancing magic?!"

Elena's eyes widened in disbelief, and she screamed a little exaggeratedly, looking at the shameless old potato in front of her with a painful look on her face—although it was said that the price was all over the place, this was the basic operation of the Demon King.

But this kind of direct deception is still a little too much, right?!

"In addition to the explosion spell and the cleanup spell, what else did you teach, as for the magic text, strictly speaking, there is only one [UR] healing effect, and the subsequent [RUA] of the brute bull power is still something I figured out myself. ”

“...... Well, I see. ”

Dumbledore's eyes flashed with a flash of surprise, and he nodded slightly, "Two are called flower chickens, right? ”

"Huh?"

Elena looked at Dumbledore in front of her with some suspicion, and she suddenly felt that something seemed wrong.

Before the girl could think about it, the old wizard took her hand directly, walked back into the classroom, looked at Xenophilius Lovegood who was waiting in the classroom with a warm face, and asked calmly.

"Mr. Lovegood, do you really want to know the truth of everything?"

As he spoke, the old man stretched out his other palm towards the middle-aged wizard, "Then, come with me." ”

"Of course, can it really be?!"

Xenophilius Lovegood nodded in surprise, subconsciously raised his hand to hold Dumbledore's right hand, and asked with some confusion, "Well, though, what do you mean......"

"The truth isn't here, and I think it's more straightforward for you to see it with your own eyes. Dumbledore replied calmly.

At this moment, looking at the empty environment around her, and the fact that "Dumbledore" had never asked to find a house-elf, combined with some strange details from before, Elena finally reacted.

"Wait! You're not an old potato......"

The smile on Elena's face faded.

However, before she could finish speaking, a familiar glow of magic had already surged—a phantom that no one at Hogwarts could do anymore except the Headmaster.

The Gellert Traitor Grindelwald actually took a deposit and sold her backhand!

The time was too short to break free of Dumbledore's big hand with a "rua", Elena quickly stretched out her free hand and grabbed Luna's cutie who was holding a flat-headed owl next to her.

Syllable.

The next moment, with a distortion of light and shadow, the four figures disappeared into the classroom in an instant.

......

"Ahh

The other side of Hogwarts Castle.

One of the old demons, who was enjoying the intermission, suddenly sneezed.

Could it be that Albus was exposed? However, it is not a big problem.

As a trustworthy demon king, he didn't have anything to break the rules - he just promised Elena to help him become Dumbledore to deceive people, but he didn't say which side he would appear on.

Rather than dealing with that little demon and risking being nagged by Dumbledore, he would rather accompany these simple-minded Ministry of Magic officials, which is what he is good at.

That little guy is still too immature, but I hope that after this time, I can learn a little more experience.

Albus Dumbledore rubbed his itchy nose and calmly continued to eliminate the cookies in his hand.

Well, it's delicious~

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