When the door opened, Scrimgeour limped in.

Scrimgeour was the head of the Auror Office, and he looked sturdy and war-wounded, unlike the bowler-hat-wearing, pot-bellied Fudge.

Nick Lemay walked out, leaving only the two of them in the room.

"Kid, are you getting better?" Scrimgeour asked.

"I think it's much better." William replied inexplicably.

"Oh...... Are you still used to living here? ”

William was tempted to say that he was not used to it, who would live in the hospital, but he still nodded, it was obvious that this Auror director was not good at greeting people.

It's no wonder that Fudge was able to take the position, just in terms of treating people and talking, he threw off the director a few streets.

In times of war, everyone would like this kind of hard-nosed wizard to be the minister, but in peacetime, he will definitely not be able to ascend to the throne.

The two chatted awkwardly for a while, and Scrimgeour finally got straight to the point.

"Kid, I'd like to talk to you about the black-robed wizard."

"That's what I want to know, does the Ministry of Magic have the results of the investigation?" William asked casually.

"Oh...... No, he was cunning and powerful, and twenty Aurors didn't catch him. ”

William shrugged, expecting that if the Aurors had been so useful, the world would have been at peace a long time ago.

Skjelin pondered for a moment and asked, "Professor Dumbledore and that ...... Old man, what do they say? ”

"Mr. Aurors, I think you should ask them."

Scrimgeour took two steps and said, "I know, I know, but great Dumbledore always had a plan, didn't he?"

Scrimthier was a little excited: "If he is the Minister of Magic, I won't say a word, I will do whatever you want me to do, and I won't ask a word!"

But he wasn't, he didn't want to, he just wanted to be the principal of the school.

The official name of the United Kingdom is the Ministry of Magic, not Hogwarts, nor the former Order of the Phoenix.

He doesn't want to be a minister, but we still have to be responsible for the UK, otherwise why would I be the director of the Aurors? ”

Scrimgeour lowered his voice, "Kid, I need something, I need some truth, so I can have a preparation in advance, just like this time."

If I had taken fifty of my men and laid a trap early, he wouldn't have been able to escape, not be caught off guard, would he?

This is also for the safety of young wizards like you, you don't want your parents and you to be attacked by dark wizards again, right? ”

William smiled dumbly, what the other party said was indeed reasonable, at least occupying the moral high ground.

This also reflects one thing from the side, Dumbledore is not the kind of traditional white wizard, nor is he a saint, nor is he a fool.

He was conceited, he didn't believe in the Ministry of Magic, he didn't believe in the so-called Aurors, he only believed in himself.

And Dumbledore's wisdom was enough to ensure that he couldn't make mistakes.

William regretted: "Mr. Auror, I don't know much more information than you, you also said 'great Dumbledore', what plan does he have, it is impossible to tell me this little wizard." ”

"Little wizard?" Scrimgeour shook his head, "You're too modest. ”

He restored William's shattered chair and sat down on it.

"The youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin...... Rumors are boiling! Scrimgeour said.

"Many people think it's just your luck, but the traces of destruction on the scene are not something that a little wizard can do.

We didn't disclose much of the attack this time to cover up the Gringotts incident, but those of us who were there knew best what the battle was like that day.

Kid, you're the one Dumbledore cared about, he likes you and he likes you! ”

It didn't sound like anything wrong with that, but for some reason, William always felt weird.

"So...... I guess Dumbledore has talked to you about these things...... Or is it a little bit of truth? ”

Scrimgeour turned the conversation back to it.

"I'm sorry, he really didn't say anything to me, I haven't seen him until now."

"Alright, kid, this is the end of the matter, have you ever considered working with the Ministry of Magic?"

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, I mean, do you want to be an Auror? I assure you, you will always come to the Ministry of Magic after graduation, and I can give you a chance to make the most of your talents in advance. ”

"I know you don't like Umbridge, I hate that woman too, and I've got her out."

William smiled, he knew that Umbridge was transferred by Fudge, and the two hooked up at the Merlin Medal banquet.

This Auror Director is not honest either.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm twelve years old, and I don't fit the bill by my age."

"It's just an apprenticeship, not an official, and during the fall of Mystery, a large number of Hogwarts students, many of whom had just graduated, were allowed to join the Aurors.

You are a Merlin Medal winner, and I can be accommodating...... I don't let you participate in the battle, it's just a symbol, feel the atmosphere first. ”

"This experience is an honor, and it will be helpful whether you want to take my position in the future, or run for the Minister of Magic."

The meaning of Skjelin's words was self-evident, and it seemed that he wanted to establish a good relationship before hearing the news.

Very good means, after all, William is just a "child".

"If I wanted to be an Auror, I would apply for it after graduation, of course, I haven't thought about it yet, and I'd rather study hard, what do you think?"

"Oh, of course, feel free to contact me if you need anything."

As Sskjelin was about to persuade, the door was pushed open and Hermione walked in with a bottle of potion.

William was stunned, how could she be here?

Hermione looked at Slinkjack hesitantly and said in embarrassment, "Mr. Auror, Mrs. Lista has instructed that William needs to drink medicine and rest at this point. ”

Hermione gave the boy a look, and he instantly understood, like a fish thrown on the shore, gasping for breath and "weakly", "I'm sorry, my chest hurts again." ”

"Well, if you need anything, you can ask me for help, the Aurors' door is open to you at any time." Scrimgeour regretted.

"Also, kid, be careful." Scrimgeour suddenly lowered his voice, "Dumbledore, he obviously knew that the black-robed wizard was going to attack Gringotts, otherwise how could Fawkes come faster than the Aurors?" ”

William snorted coldly, clumsily provocative.

After Skjelin left, Hermione handed the potion, and William took it and took a sip.

The disgusting smell in it made him almost throw up.

William seriously suspected that it was a potion dispensed by Professor Snape.

However, under Hermione's strict gaze, William could only frown and drink.

After drinking, Hermione picked up the first-grade textbook next to the bed, sat down in a chair, and began to read, ignoring him.

It seems that he is still angry that he left her behind that day.

But the book covered her head, and through the afterglow, Hermione kept glancing at the boy, or rather supervising his every move.

William was silent.

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