Armando. Dippert.

A former Headmaster of Hogwarts, he was the former Professor Dumbledore and Lord Voldemort's headmaster during his time at the school.

Of course, this year, he had to resign because of the secret room incident caused by Tom Riddle's classmates, and then Albus Dumbledore took over as headmaster.

"Donald, you can't shut down Hogwarts!"

Almost immediately after receiving the notice, Armando rushed over and made his way to the minister's office, questioning him unceremoniously.

As the only headmaster of a wizardry school in the UK, he has students all over Europe, and he has the capital to compete with the Minister of Magic.

However, at this time, he looked very bad and gloomy, as if the whole world owed him a million.

"I remember that I wrote it very clearly in the letter."

"This is a joint petition from most parents, and I can't help but respect their opinions and think about the safety of the students......"

"Calm down, Armando, why don't you have a drink?"

As Donald finished speaking, two glasses of steaming hot cocoa appeared on the table.

The old man, who had barely calmed his anger, sat down, and was not polite, but picked up the cup and drank it.

After drinking, the old headmaster, who had dark circles on his face, saw the petition that Donald pushed in front of him.

After reading the above line of pedestrian names, he finally understood the seriousness of the matter - almost all the parents of the students signed it, including many of his long-time supporters.

This means that he is no longer trusted.

"Can you ......?"

The poor old man seemed to want to speak.

"I can't ......"

Donald looked at him with a little pity.

They were actually alumni of Hogwarts, albeit not in the same class, but they had dealings with each other.

"If it was a normal thing, I could find a way, but this incident has alarmed the whole of Britain."

"Everybody's worried about the students, and it's not like I can put it down if I want to."

In the end, as if he couldn't bear it, he still added:

"Listen to my advice, Armando, while they haven't impeached you yet, take the blame and resign, so that you can retain some dignity."

"If you don't want to be the first Hogwarts Headmaster in the history of magic to be impeached."

"I'll think about it...... Thank you, Donald. ”

Armando buried his face between his hands, his shoulders swaying, as if weeping.

It was a long time before he looked up, his eyes were red, and he got up to leave.

"Goodbye ......"

Donald stared at him, walked heavily, and disappeared into the doorway.

Who would have thought that the legend of Hogwarts hiding the Chamber of Secrets was true?

Why did you run into it?

"Alas, hapless Armando......"

Shaking his head, the Minister sighed at his bad luck.

"Luckily, I've been lucky."

……

Hogwarts.

Ravenclaw, common room.

Thirteen-year-old Zhang Mingzheng is working hard to write, and his study pressure is almost six times that of his classmates.

He was required by the Master to complete all Hogwarts courses from Years 1 to 3 on his own within one semester, with Distinctions in every course.

This meant that he could not participate in Quidditch, had no holidays, and had a full hour table every day.

In fact, the Year 1 curriculum is quite relaxed, and compared to the pace of teaching in Chinese schools, the UK is a paradise.

As long as he plans well, Zhang Ming can still set aside two hours of rest time for himself every day to go out and play wizard chess for a while.

It's a pity that Hogwarts doesn't even have a video game console, and there is only one Quidditch entertainment, no wonder the little wizards are keen on night games, pranks, etc., which are forced out by the barren environment of entertainment culture in the wizarding world!

"Hogwarts is really getting more and more dangerous, the Hogwarts secret rooms, the mysterious monsters, the spider rats and spiders moving everywhere, and a Ravenclaw student actually died last Wednesday...... I think Hogwarts is too dangerous, and I want to transfer to the Clock Tower and study with you - my dearest Godfather (Master), Teacher, Headmaster. ”

"—Zhang Ming, your most obedient and well-behaved student."

After writing the letter, Zhang Ming blew the ink, pressed it with two books, put it on his seat, and waited for it to dry naturally.

Just a short moment after he left his seat, a classmate who came to borrow his homework for plagiarism saw the letter.

"Transfer to the Clock Tower School of Magic? What is that place? ”

"Someone's going to transfer schools?"

"A new school of magic?"

"My mom is going to let me change schools, too, but the German side seems to only recruit purebloods, and they're all abroad."

"If Hogwarts closes, we'll all have to transfer."

Soon, the news spread all over the neighborhood.

Naturally, there are people in the family who don't have to worry about changing schools, and they who come from a wizard family naturally have parents to worry about these things.

However, the young wizards who came from Muggle families had a worrying end......

Without Hogwarts, they would have lost the opportunity to study magic at school, and would have been sent home to become third-rate wild wizards—something that could very well have happened, including Tom Riddle, the initiator.

The news fermented for a while, and in the afternoon it spread to other colleges and grades.

Purebloods talk about changing schools, Muggle wizards look forward to the new school of witchcraft and wizardry, and even alarm the student council president, Tom Riddle.

"A new magic school with no restrictions on student status?"

Tom Riddle, the handsome student council president, was also a little surprised.

In fact, he was paying for his recklessness, and once Hogwarts was closed, he had to go back to the orphanage and never have access to magic again.

Except for the professors in the school, no one teaches magic for free.

This is the same everywhere.

Just today, he's looking for a substitute for the dead, like Hagrid, a freshman in the lower grades, an idiot who is raising a high-risk creature like the eight-eyed spider in a cupboard.

Only for one thing, Albus Dumbledore, the professor of his Transfiguration class, would always appear near him, as if he was suspicious of him.

This makes him very passive.

If you make a rash move, you may not be able to hide it from this old fox.

So he kept hesitating.

But it was evident that time was running out for him, and just this morning it was seen that the headmaster had received a letter and left in a hurry, which gave him a very bad premonition.

He couldn't accept the outcome of returning to the orphanage, so he had to risk being debunked by Dumbledore and implement the plan.

That's when he got the news.

This is another option, maybe he could consider a school transfer?