Scott sat on a stool and watched as the wizard who maliciously threatened him turned away.

After a long moment, he turned his head and watched Milton's father walk towards him.

Out of politeness, he stood up and offered to greet him, "Hello, Mr. Greaves." ”

"Hello."

With a gentle smile on his face, Mr. Graves sat directly on the stool next to him.

"Your name is Scott, sit."

He put on a very cordial look.

"Yes."

Scott sat down.

Mr. Graves added, "Milton often speaks of you in front of me, and you are good friends, aren't you?" ”

"That's right, Milton is a good friend of mine." Scott replied, giving him a surprised look.

"Of course." Mr. Graves explained, "I mean, Milton used to talk about you a lot. ”

Scott was a little confused.

He didn't understand why Mr. Graves had come out of his way to talk to him about this, so he smiled awkwardly.

Mr. Greaves seemed to be unaware of Scott's embarrassment, and he asked in a concerned tone, "Are you alright?" The person who spoke to you just now is Amicus Caro, who is the uncle of the defendant Elijah Caro. ”

"I'm fine." Scott replied, "This is the Ministry of Magic, and Professor Dumbledore is there, so he doesn't dare do anything to me." ”

Mr. Graves nodded, "That's good. ”

He leaned sideways, leaned closer, and told Scott in a low voice, "Amicus Kahlo and Alecto Caro, the witch who was previously kicked out by Minister Fudge, are twins, both of whom were once notorious Death Eaters who relied on fabricating lies to save them from being imprisoned in Azkaban. ”

With that, he sat up straight and reached out to pat Scott on the shoulder, "I want you to be careful, especially when you're leaving Hogwarts for the holidays." ”

"Thank you for the reminder." Scott nodded lightly and said gratefully.

Mr. Graves added: "There was something strange about the trial, and even Minister Fudge did not expect the second half to go so smoothly. ”

Indeed, Scott thought, even though the trial was over and the Wizengamot had succeeded in convicting Elijah Caro, it was strange for him to watch the whole process.

Although the other party refused to admit guilt and prepared some means, there was always a sense of anticlimacy and unfinished.

And......

Carlo's accusations against him and Mr. B's confident threatening letters, after piquing his curiosity, turned out to be unresolved.

In short, Scott has a bunch of questions that he can't figure out right now.

"Is Milton okay?"

Mr. Graves asked casually.

Scott came to his senses.

"He's fine." He said solemnly.

"That's good." Mr. Graves laughed again.

At the moment, he looks like an ordinary father.

In this regard, Scott's mind was once again full of doubts.

"He's got what he wants, hasn't he?" Mr. Graves lowered his voice, "Tell him for me, let him go the way he wants." ”

Without waiting for Scott's surprised expression to appear on his face, he patted Scott on the shoulder again, then stood up and left the auditorium.

Scott watched as he walked over to Fudge, whispered to him, and quickly blended in with the crowd of Wizengamot.

Scott looked at the somewhat absurd scene below.

The fifty members of the Wizengamot were divided into three distinct gangs.

One group was led by Fudge and Mr. Grevis, the other was led by Dumbledore and Bones, and the rest of the others were in their own right.

Scott pondered as he observed the men.

Mr. Graves got it? Know that Milton has recaptured his musical talent?

Scott could only think of one possibility—probably Medea, who had presided over the oath, sensed it.

Also, Mr. Grevis's attitude......

He didn't seem to be completely unconcerned about Milton.

Thinking back to Milton's family upheaval, Scott wondered if there might be something hidden in it.

He was guessing wildly when Dumbledore stepped out of the crowd and beckoned at him.

Scott quickly stood up and trotted all the way to Dumbledore's side.

"Professor." He asked, "Are we going back?" ”

Dumbledore nodded, leading him straight out of the courtroom.

After leaving the courtroom, Dumbledore's Wizengamot costume changed into a wizard's robe with a star motif.

"Are you okay?" Dumbledore asked as he walked, "I just saw two gentlemen take the initiative to talk to you. ”

Scott walked closer to him and whispered to Dumbledore what Amicus Caro and Mr. Graves had said to him.

Dumbledore said, "Mr. Graves is right, the Caro siblings were vicious Death Eaters, and they still are. ”

"I'll be careful." Scott said.

Dumbledore sighed softly.

"The situation is not good right now." He said helplessly, "After the summer vacation, Filius will be responsible for sending you away, just like last summer." ”

Scott answered.

He thought for a moment and said to Dumbledore, "I've heard that you turned down the position of Minister of Magic, and I think that maybe the current Ministry of Magic needs a minister like you." ”

Look at what the Ministry of Magic has become of.

Dumbledore shook his head, "I'm old, and there aren't so many people who would support me as a minister. ”

Scott thought about the current situation of the Ministry of Magic, and understood that what Dumbledore said was true, unless there was a real general election, it would be difficult for him to seek the position of Minister of Magic, even with Dumbledore's prestige.

Seeing that he was silent, Dumbledore just smiled absently.

He also asked Scott with great interest, "What do you think of today's trial?" ”

Scott told the truth, "It is clear from this trial that the Ministry of Magic is completely out of order, and it is almost impossible to assume its responsibilities. ”

"yes." Dumbledore sighed again, "Even a young wizard like you can see it clearly......"

As they spoke, the two walked up the stairs from the tenth basement to the ninth basement, and then through the dark corridor to an elevator door.

After a while, the elevator doors opened, and a sorcerer with a sad face walked in.

"Good morning, Albus." He stepped out of the elevator and greeted Dumbledore in a melancholy and deep tone, "Is that trial over today?" ”

Dumbledore said, "Hello, Baldur. It's over. ”

Bode curiously asked about the outcome of the trial, and then said goodbye to Dumbledore.

Scott glanced at him as he stepped into the elevator and saw that Mr. Broad was also looking back at him.

The two looked at each other, and a friendly smile squeezed out of Mr. Bode's face with a sad look.

The elevator doors close.

Scott asked Dumbledore curiously, "Professor, who is that gentleman?" ”

Dumbledore said, "Broderick Bodø is a silent man who works in the Department of Mysteries. ”

Hearing the name, Scott's eyes flickered for a moment.

Broderick Bodø Bode）？

Is it a coincidence?

Although this Mr. Bode is not in the courtroom, his name ......

The elevator doors opened, and Scott followed Dumbledore out of the elevator and back to the spacious foyer.

As he walked, Dumbledore briefed Scott on the work of the Department of Mysteries.

“…… No one ever knew what they were doing, and their mission was top-secret. The shamans who work there are called the Silent Men. ”

"Wizards have discovered that there is an innate form of magic that is apparently difficult to explain, and even more difficult to control. The Silent are responsible for inquiring and experimenting with those mysterious powers. ”

On the way to the fireplace, Dumbledore also whispered some secret information to him.

"The Department of Mysteries is divided into many rooms, the Brain Hall for thinking, the Death Hall for death, the Time Hall for Time, the Planetary Room for the starry sky, and the Prophecy Hall for prophecy."

"There's also a special room there, which is locked all the time. There is a power in it, more amazing and more terrible than death, more than human wisdom, more than the power of nature. ”

"That's probably the most mysterious of the many topics to be studied in the Department of Mysteries, with many people having all the energy in that room and some not at all. This energy is 'love'. ”

Dumbledore said this, and then walked into the fireplace with a smile.

"Headmaster's office at Hogwarts."

The green flame rises, and Scott follows suit, returning to the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

"It's still a while before lunch."

Dumbledore walked over to his desk and sat down, beckoning to Scott.

"Sit down and have a cup of tea with me."

Scott sat down obediently, took a sip of the hot black tea that appeared in front of him.

Dumbledore said to him again in a casual tone, "Do you have any thoughts on today's trial?" ”

Scott looked at him, then nodded.

"I doubt they ...... I mean, Voldemort and the Death Eaters are planning a prison robbery. He whispered.

With an interested look on his face, Dumbledore motioned for him to continue.

Scott didn't hide some of his conjectures either.

"The attack that happened not a short time ago, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it was done by Voldemort and the Death Eaters."

"I don't think Voldemort, who has not fully recovered his strength, could not do such a thing just to bring panic to everyone when a powerful enemy like Medea is coveting his soul."

"I don't know exactly why, but I think he took the risk to do this in order to regain strength as soon as possible."

Dumbledore nodded his head.

"Quite a reasonable guess." He said.

Scott went on to tell his speculation.

"Judging from the results of today's trial, Medea's power has prevailed over the Death Eaters."

"But more and more loyal Death Eaters are now in Azkaban."

"If Voldemort succeeds in regaining his strength, he will not be able to give up this power that belongs to him."

"As Death Eaters, the Caro siblings probably didn't take it hard in the courtroom because they already knew about Voldemort's plan to rob the prison."

Dumbledore nodded again.

This time he didn't comment on Scott's speculation, but asked him directly.

"If it were you, what would you do about it?"

Scott thought for a moment and replied, "What I can think of, Medea should be able to think of." ”

He shook his head.

"Medea has lost the opportunity to defeat Voldemort before he fully regains his strength."

"If she can't find Voldemort, she should choose to keep an eye on Azkaban."

"If this goes on, a war...... The war between the Death Eaters and the Witch Church will be fought in Azkaban. ”

With that said, he finally got to the point.

"If it's me......" he looked up into Dumbledore's eyes, "this is an opportunity to take advantage of both of them and take advantage of the fact that they are both defeated." ”

Dumbledore didn't speak, and he added, "Moreover, it is most appropriate to choose Azkaban as the battlefield, because there is not a single innocent person there." ”

With the lax nature of the Ministry's laws, ordinary crimes are not eligible to be sent to Azkaban, and those who can be sent there are the most vicious.

"What a ruthless child!"

Before Dumbledore could speak, a rough voice came from the side.

"But I like it!"

Scott followed the prestige and saw the bald wizard looking at him with admiration in the portrait on the wall.

It's not just him, all the former principals in the portrait are looking at him at this time.

Of course, only part of the praise was given, and some of them showed disapproval on their faces.

But Scott didn't pay attention to the gazes of these people.

Dumbledore asked him what he thought, and he told him the truth, nothing more.

On the premise that the old principal already understands his character, he doesn't have to and can't pretend to play a kind stupid Bai Tian.

Dumbledore still didn't comment on Scott's thoughts.

He was silent for a moment, then turned into a happy look and started chatting with Scott.

At least on the surface, it's a happy one.

Before lunch began, Scott left the principal's office.

He went straight to the auditorium to meet up with his roommates.

As soon as the three roommates saw him, they couldn't wait to pull him into an empty corner of the auditorium.

Eddie anxiously asked, "Scott, is the trial over?" The result? ”

"Was Carlo sent to Azkaban?" Roger couldn't help but ask.

"It's over." Scott replied with a smile, "Carlo was sentenced to life in prison!" ”

"Great!"

"He deserves it!"

Eddie and Roger both laughed.

Milton also said happily; "That way you don't have to worry about this happening again."

Scott looked at Milton and remembered his conversation with Mr. Grevis.

So he whispered the conversation between the two to Milton.

"Did he really say that?" Milton's expression was complicated and a little incredulous.

Scott nodded.

Milton muttered, "So he's still going to care about me." ”

His eyes were red, and he burst into tears.