Chapter 379: True and False Dumbledore (Medium) (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
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And at the same time, the other side......
Headmaster's Office at Hogwarts.
"The basilisk is a very dangerous creature of the dark arts, and given that the Chamber of Secrets is located at the bottom of Lake Hogwarts, I don't recommend a large-scale enchantment assault - if you're not careful, it's likely to break through the barrier and enter the wild. β
Albus Dumbledore waved his wand, and a large piece of parchment slowly unfolded, listing the various legends and introductions about the basilisk recorded in the ancient books, as well as the general structure of the vault that Professor Binns had added.
"Therefore, I prefer to establish a set of all-facing inward magic bans, similar to the functional magic barrier that Newmengard Castle uses to prevent outsiders from entering, and let this monster sleep forever-"
Looking around at the thoughtful Ministry of Magic, a mockery and chill flashed in the half-moon-shaped lens of "Albus Dumbledore", and the wand in his hand tapped on the parchment, and layers of complex magic spells and patterns emerged.
In this world, magic can be broadly divided into two categories, large-scale (war) magic and regular magic.
What he was showing at this time was a relatively common multi-person magic, usually used to protect some important locations in the wizarding world, but Dumbledore had changed the internal and external direction of the protective force - to use a more vivid metaphor, it was roughly the difference between the armor of thorns and the iron virgin.
"No matter how powerful it is, a beast is only a beast after all, and it may be able to withstand the trap of lethal magic with its physical strength, but it will never be able to lift the ban on space-based magic. In addition to this, we can place an additional vigilance spell on the periphery for weekly maintenance and inspection...... What do you think?"
"I don't think there's anything wrong with it, it's perfect. β
Connelly Fudge exchanged glances with the other wizards around him, and nodded in agreement.
Perhaps because of Hogwarts School, he always felt that Albus Dumbledore today was extraordinarily capable and at ease, whether it was dealing with people at the dinner table or the meticulous logic lines of controlling the overall situation in the office.
Although before that, the old wizard was always in control of the topic every time Fudge spoke to Dumbledore, but at that time it was more like a proud pedant professor than like a ...... Seasoned politicians?
Cornelius Fudge frowned slightly, and carefully looked at Dumbledore in front of him.
is still the kind look as always, and the kind of subconsciously awe-inspiring feeling, whether it is words or actions, it is indeed the real Albus Dumbledore.
"How could anyone in this world dare to pretend to be Albus Dumbledore, and besides, this is Hogwarts...... Connelly, what are you thinking? Isn't that the kind of smooth communication you're looking forward to?"
Connelly Fudge thought to himself, shook his head with a dumb smile, dispelled the absurd thoughts that had just popped into his mind, and looked at Dumbledore with a smile on his face that was winning.
"Professor Dumbledore, just follow your plan, and the Ministry of Magic will try to cooperate as much as possible when it comes to spells and prohibitions. As for the Rubeus Hagrid case you mentioned at the beginning, once the information about the Chamber of Secrets is confirmed, I think the Wizengamot Court will soon reverse the ruling against him. β
"Very well, then let's take a break and move on to the next agenda. β
Dumbledore nodded happily and snapped his fingers slightly.
The next moment, plates of sumptuous and delicate little desserts appeared in front of everyone in the Ministry of Magic.
Caramel brid, lightning puffs, chocolate mousse, tiramisu, strawberry panna cotta, creamy muffins, scones, eatenmax (a fruit ice cream), sponge pudding drizzled with maple syrup, apple pie......
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I have to say that in order to make the visiting officials of the Ministry of Magic have a better experience, and at the same time be able to stay in the headmaster's office for a longer time, Elena has put a lot of effort into introducing at least seven or eight types of desserts that were not available in Hogwarts kitchens before.
And the final result is undoubted, in the face of at least a dozen classic European desserts with tempting aromas and colors, the wizards who have just eaten breakfast for less than an hour swallow their saliva.
You know, hunger is a survival instinct, and it only makes people find ways to find food as quickly as possible to get energy.
However, craving is a spiritual, or soul-deep, longing, and the more mature the soul, the more likely it is to succumb to this higher desireβeven if the body is already full, and it will want more of that hunger.
"Oh, Professor Dumbledore, you're so kind. β
Cornelius Fudge picked up a piece of creamy muffin, a smile on his chubby cheeks.
Clearly, it's not just Hogwarts that's changing, Dumbledore's attitude towards the Ministry of Magic is changing.
Although he was a little surprised, Cornelius Fudge was still quite happy to see this change in Dumbledore, compared to the sense of distance that made people look up in the past, Albus Dumbledore now obviously has some human touch.
At least, this time, the "little snack" that Dumbledore used to entertain them was no longer the cockroach pile and mints like last time.
"Don't be too inhibited, after all, we're all here for the students and the wizarding world. β
Dumbledore's blue eyes sparkled, and he picked up a glass of strawberry panna cotta and said with a smile.
"Everyone, please try it, this batch of snacks was specially ordered by the Hogwarts kitchen to entertain you. Don't be sorry if you can't eat it for a while β when you leave school, the kitchen will cook an extra batch of ...... based on your final list."
"To be honest, I'm suddenly a little envious of Seid. Well, Cedric Diggory, Dumbledore you must know. β
Amos Diggory picked up a piece of apple pie and took a careful bite, watching the sticky, sweet jam cascade out of the golden crispy case, his tone full of emotion.
"When we were in school, we didn't have such delicious desserts, and these children are so happy now. β
"That's right, I even want to apply to teach at Hogwarts......"
"Compared to this, Professor Dumbledore, can I get my house-elves to come to Hogwarts for some training? β
"Of course, there are no problems, but there are some details that may need to be discussed again when it comes to the Hogwarts kitchen. β
With the aroma of food filling the principal's office, and an already extraordinarily pleasant atmosphere of small talk, this spacious, bright square room is filled with a happy air.
However......
Compared with the relaxed atmosphere of the principal and the guest of honor in the headmaster's office upstairs, the negotiations on the other side of the castle at the same time once again fell into a rather awkward stalemate.
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