In the Hogwarts dining room, the tables were removed, leaving a large open space, where the teachers and students of the three schools were standing, and the reporters of various newspapers who came from thousands of miles away, crowded the huge space.

"Voldemort is back." Dumbledore stood on the podium and said loudly.

The crowd was in an uproar.

The reporters of the newspapers raised their cameras, and the flashes of the cameras shook Dumbledore and covered his eyes.

"Sir, may I ask you on what basis you say that the mysterious man is back?"

"No offense, sir, but I have noticed that when you say return, rather than resurrection, rebirth, or whatever, does that mean something?"

"Dumbledore, what is your basis?"

…… Faced with a barrage of questions from reporters, even questions, Rao and Dumbledore didn't know which one to answer.

Ordinary people may panic in the face of this situation, but he didn't, he just listened quietly to the reporter's questions.

If you don't answer this question, what else is it about?

One by one, the reporters closed their mouths and stopped writing, staring at Dumbledore, waiting for an answer.

Dumbledore then said, "Of course I have a basis for saying this. ”

Dumbledore gestured backwards.

Behind him, Li Yang, who was facing Moody's face, ignored Moody in the student group, stepped forward with a serious face, opened the cloth bag in his arms, and revealed Voldemort's corpse, like a card girl in the boxing ring, holding Voldemort's corpse to show everyone.

The reporters of the "bang bang bang bang ......" reporters took another wild shot, and the magnesium lights of the old-fashioned cameras were noisy and would smoke, which made Li Yang, who was accustomed to the "most beautiful shots" in the 21 st century, quite uncomfortable.

"Can I get a closer look at him?" Rita Skeeter's hand holding the quill pointed to Voldemort's corpse in Li Yang's hand and said in a loud voice.

Li Yang looked back at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore nodded, "Yes." ”

Rita Skeeter brushed aside the pen and paper, stepped forward, and looked up and down Voldemort's corpse, her eyes eager to pass through the lenses and hang on Voldemort's corpse, her excitement beyond words.

"Sir, I'm going to take a look too."

"Sir, I want it too."

…… Looking at the reporters who were actively raising their hands, Dumbledore's expression was a little frozen.

It's not what he imagined.

Originally, he thought that everyone would be scared, shocked, and then unite as one, form a front against Voldemort, and destroy Voldemort again, but now...

Dumbledore looked past the excited reporters and looked at the teachers and students of the three schools behind him.

"Is that the mystery man? Doesn't it seem like anything powerful? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, mystery people are scary, okay?"

"Mysterious, so ugly, so small."

"It's over, it's over, the mysterious man is coming, a disaster in the wizarding world!"

"Isn't that true?"

…… The students pointed at each other, suspicious or surprised, while the teachers looked serious and nervous, and of course, some turned pale with fright...... Everyone's reaction fell into Dumbledore's eyes.

"After fourteen years of comfort, a lot of things have changed, and I obviously think about it a little too simply." Dumbledore sighed.

"Sir."

"Dumbledore."

…… The reporters were still raising their hands, hoping that Dumbledore would look at them.

Dumbledore nodded helplessly.

The reporters of the newspapers immediately rushed to Voldemort's corpse, and the close-up of the magnesium lights was rattling, the pen was recording the detailed features on the corpse, the exclamations in their mouths came and went, and even reached out their hands to poke at Voldemort's corpse......

"Take away your dirty hands!"

In the room of the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley, a woman in a wizard's robe was eating, and when she saw the scene in the newspaper, she roared angrily, and the knife and fork in her hand stabbed into the newspaper photo, a reporter who was poking Voldemort's corpse with her hand.

Then, she hurriedly lowered her head and pulled out her knife and fork, and was relieved to see that her knife just now had not pierced Voldemort's corpse.

"Don't be angry."

In the room where she was alone, a second voice suddenly sounded.

It can be heard and seen clearly, and the sound comes from a gold cup on the table.

"But these people..."

"Sooner or later, I'll make them pay."

"It's natural, your words are like the rules of magic, there is nothing that should not be fulfilled, I just followed your words and lived here in disguise, and as a result, the group of fools from the Ministry of Magic have not searched this place until now."

As she spoke, the woman respectfully held the golden cup on the table with both hands, facing each other head-on, with a pilgrim-like expression on her face.

"Bellatridge, reusing Peter was obviously my mistake."

This woman is Bellatridge, who has not been heard from since her escape from prison last year!

"No, no, no, how could you make a mistake, it's the fault of that stinky mouse, he's too mean, he's too cowardly, hmph, I don't know how that kind of person trained to become an Animagus, no wonder he can become a mouse, he's really cowardly......" Bellatridge blamed Peter for all the fault.

"Don't worry, I'll catch that rat and get this out of your breath."

"This can be postponed, the most important thing at the moment is that I need a body, a body that can really move freely, and what Bellatridge, Peter's rat boy failed to do for me, it's up to you to do it now."

Bellatridge puffed out his chest, "It's my pleasure!" ”

"Very well, when it is done, I will give you the reward you deserve."

"I don't want a reward, I just want ......" Bellatridge blushed suddenly.

She had always had a dream of becoming the Dark Lord's lifelong companion......

…

Coincidentally, around the topic of "Voldemort's Return", not only schools, Voldemort, but also influences are spreading throughout the wizarding world.

London. Ministry of Magic. Office of the Minister.

"Bang!"

The newspaper was slammed on the desk, and the current minister, Cornelius Oswald Fuge, looked angry, "What is Dumbledore doing here?" Why didn't you report this to the Ministry of Magic in advance? Does he still have the Ministry of Magic in his eyes? And is there no minister like me! ”

Every time he said a word, he slapped the table hard, angry, but full of helplessness.

If it were someone else, he could directly send someone to arrest him, and for Dumbledore, he could only be angry at the table.

Others?

Fudge thought of someone, "What about Crouch?" Wasn't he at Hogwarts at the time? Why not stop Dumbledore? Go, call him. ”

With his head bowed on the side, he was worried about the minister's anger, and he didn't know when it would affect his assistant, so if he was amnestied, he would go out immediately.

Soon, a familiar face walked in in small steps.

It was Percy who went to work at the Ministry of Magic after graduation.

Fudge frowned when he saw that it wasn't Crouch, but Crouch's assistant, "Why are you?" What about Crouch? ”

"Mr. Crouch went to Azkaban." Percy replied respectfully.

"What is he doing there?"

"Moody handed Crouch a body, which was the body of his son Barty Crouch Jr., and said that the person serving the sentence in Azkaban prison was most likely someone who faked it, and he went to investigate."

"Hmph, it's his stupid son again." Fudge snorted coldly and didn't speak again.

It was precisely because of this son that Crouch was disqualified from running for minister, which led to his Fudge today, so speaking of which, he also has to thank Crouch for his cheating son.

It is foreseeable that after today, Crouch's position will have to be lowered again, and unemployment is possible.

"Dumbledore, what do you want me to ......" Fudge's attention returned to Dumbledore, full of anguish.

To Dumbledore, he really loved and hated.

After Crouch was pitted, the Ministry of Magic originally wanted to invite Dumbledore to be the minister, and the wizarding world was also full of voices, and everyone expected it, but Dumbledore repeatedly refused, and finally the Ministry of Magic really couldn't move the mountain, and Dumbledore voted for him after refusing, which allowed him to get the position.

Therefore, he was grateful to Dumbledore for his support, and respected his strength and fame, but at the same time, he was deeply worried.

There is no way, Dumbledore is too popular, too strong, and respected by too many people, if this old guy suddenly has a whim one day and becomes an official addict, as long as he says that he wants to be a minister, he may be ousted.

How could this not worry him?

It's just that the two of them are in the honeymoon period all these years, and this worry is hidden deep in Fudge's heart and he doesn't dare to express it, and today Dumbledore crossed the Ministry of Magic, crossed him, and sent out such a shocking news, which touched the worry he hid in his heart.

Of course, it was only touched, and it was not yet stabbed.

"Perhaps, Dumbledore was worried that he would not agree to release the news of the return of the mysterious man, and he would deliberately press it, so he came to a prelude to the first and then the prelude?"

Fudge still had some illusions about Dumbledore.

As everyone knows, that's what Dumbledore thinks, it's just that Fudge's excessive obsession with power and his worry about Dumbledore made him lose his correct judgment.

"No, I'll have to go to Dumbledore and find out." Fudge couldn't sit still and got up to find Dumbledore.

Percy's eyes moved, and he picked up the coat on the hanger and respectfully handed it to Fudge.

It's going to happen.

It's a pity that Fudge, who was thinking about Dumbledore, didn't notice Percy at all, took his coat and left.

Come to Hogwarts.

Almost all the teachers and students were talking about the return of the mysterious man, and no one even noticed his arrival as a minister, which made Fudge's resentment with Dumbledore even worse.

Come to the principal's office.

There were a few students standing in the doorway of the headmaster's office, but Fudge's eyes were only on Harry.

"Hello, Harry." Fudge greeted him warmly.

Or on the initiative.

Not to blame him for his hospitality, it was really Harry who meant so much to the wizarding world that he even thought that when Harry graduated, no, it would be better to find a way to get Harry to the Ministry of Magic before he graduated......

"Mr. Minister." Harry bowed his head.

"Don't be so inhibited." Fudge tried to bring out the most pleasant side of himself, and like Dumbledore, like an amiable elder, he patted Harry on the shoulder.

Harry, however, was a little overwhelmed, took a step back, then remembered something, approached again, and asked, "Sir, about Voldemort..."

"Shut up!" Fudge, who was thinking about how to lure Harry into the Ministry of Magic, heard the name, his face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly.

Harry opened his mouth to ask again.

Fudge turned around in displeasure, not looking at Harry, and reached out to knock on the door of the headmaster's office.

He was the Minister for Magic, not a Hogwarts student, but there was no need to be like Harry and wait honestly at Dumbledore's door.

The stone door of the principal's office slowly opened.

Ignoring Harry, Fudge strode in, just in time to pass a student who was walking out.

Li Yang.

Fudge glanced back at Li Yang, quite surprised.

Even Harry had to wait outside the door, but this student was summoned by Dumbledore inside, could this student be more important than Harry?

Fudge secretly remembered Li Yang's appearance before looking at Dumbledore in the office.

Dumbledore got up from his chair and beckoned Fudge to sit down, saying, "Fudge, I knew you were coming, about Voldemort..."

"It's a mystery man!" Fudge interrupted, emphasizing.

Dumbledore smiled, neither correcting nor saying anything, just quietly watching as Fudge interrupted him, and then snatched the conversation and talked endlessly.

In his heart, he was still thinking about Li Yang, who had just walked out, and Snape had said that he wanted to monitor Li Yang.

"Severus, I'm not going to raise another Tom Riddle, on the contrary, I might be able to raise a Dumbledore......"

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