On the night of early April, there is still a hint of coolness in the wind.

The stars in the sky were brilliant, the moon was bright, and the hazy moonlight sprinkled with a light veil on the grass.

Clarke, along with Harry and Ron, hurried towards Hagrid's big cabin.

It was not early, but they could see from a distance that the dim light was still shining on the window of Hagrid's house.

They walked to the door of the hut, took off their cloaks of invisibility, and knocked on the door with a "clang, clang, clang".

After a few seconds, the door slammed inward, and they were met with Hagrid holding a crossbow aimed at them, and the Great Hound Tooth barking loudly behind him.

"Oh, it's you," he said, putting down his weapon and glaring at them with his eyes, "what are you doing here now that the castle is so dangerous?" ”

"We've got something for you." Clark explained, and several people walked into the house.

"You shouldn't be here, it's not safe." Hagrid tried to convince them to go back, but Clark diverted the subject.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, pointing to the crossbow in Hagrid's hand.

"Nothing...... Nothing ......."

Hagrid muttered, "I thought it would ...... Never mind...... Sit down...... I'm going to make tea......"

So saying, he picked up the teapot and put some water on the stove.

However, he seemed to have something on his mind, and even with such a simple action, he accidentally spilled the water in the pot and almost extinguished the fire.

"Hey, watch out!"

Clark reminded him, but Hagrid shook, his thick palm shook violently, and he knocked over the teapot again.

"Are you alright, Hagrid?" Harry asked, "Have you heard about Hermione?" ”

"Oh yes, I heard that." Hagrid's voice was a little louder, and Harry didn't care if he was sad about Hermione's affairs.

However, Clark could see something unusual, and Hagrid was always nervously looking at the window as if he was waiting for someone while he was entertaining them.

Harry was still organizing the language, thinking about how to ask him about his expulsion without upsetting Hagrid.

However, just as Hagrid poured them a large glass of boiling water (forgetting to put the tea bag) and was about to put a thick piece of fruitcake on a plate, there was a series of rapid and loud knocks on the door.

Hagrid's hand flicked, and the fruitcake fell to the floor, but he ignored it and hesitantly walked to the door.

The three of Clark also exchanged glances, and then quickly put the invisibility cloak on their bodies and retreated into the corner.

When Hagrid saw that they were all hidden, he grabbed his crossbow and slammed the door open again.

"Good evening, Hagrid."

It was Headmaster Dumbledore, who walked in, with a very serious look on his face, followed by a very strange-looking middle-aged wizard.

The strange man was short and fat, with messy gray hair unkempt, and a look of anxiety on his meaty face.

His costume was also a strange hodgepodge, like all wizards who didn't know Muggle dress.

A pinstriped suit, a bright red tie, a long black cape, purple pointy boots, and a dark green top hat under his arm, the color match is very bold.

"That's the Minister of the Ministry of Magic!" Clark lowered his voice slightly and introduced Harry, "Cornelius Fudge! ”

Harry nodded, signaling that he knew, and at the same time began to worry again, what was the purpose of a minister of the Ministry of Magic coming to Hagrid so late?

Hagrid's face turned pale, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his head.

His stocky body slumped into a chair, looking at Dumbledore and then at Cornelius Fudge.

"It's terrible, Hagrid," Fudge said in a crisp and quick tone, "very bad, the impact is so great, I have to come, such a serious offensive incident has happened to the student, it is too much, the Ministry of Magic must act." ”

"I didn't," Hagrid looked at Dumbledore pleadingly, his eyes already filled with tears, "you know I don't, Professor Dumbledore, sir......"

"I hope you understand, Connelly, that I trust Hagrid completely." Dumbledore frowned at Fudge.

The sharp-eyed Clark noticed that when Dumbledore spoke, Fudge subconsciously took a half step back.

"But look, Albus," he said unnaturally.

"Parents of students kept writing to me, and some of my colleagues in the ministry who had children at Hogwarts were worried, and I was under a lot of pressure.

Besides, Hagrid's criminal record was so bad for him that the Ministry of Magic had to take some steps to explain it to the students' parents. ”

Dumbledore sighed helplessly, "I know, but Connelly, I'm going to tell you that taking Hagrid away won't help at all. ”

His blue eyes flashed with anger Harry had never seen before, and that was exactly how Harry felt.

These hateful guys, in order to cope with the pressure of public opinion, even wanted to convict an innocent person.

Harry's fists were clenched so tightly that they almost burst out, but Clarke held his shoulders tightly, keeping him from moving.

Fudge was still there explaining to Dumbledore.

"You'll have to see from my point of view," he said, playing with the top hat in his hand, "I have to do something." ”

As he spoke, he added, "If it turns out that it's not Hagrid, he'll come back." It's a way to prove his innocence, and if I don't take him away, he'll always be subjected to—"

"Take me away?" Hagrid said, shivering, "Where to take it?" ”

"Don't worry, it's short."

Fudge said with a slurp, not daring to look into Hagrid's eyes.

"It's not a punishment, it's just a precautionary measure, and if we catch the real murderer, we'll release you with full apologies......"

"It's not Azkaban, is it?" Hagrid's voice was hoarse, like two pieces of iron rubbing against each other.

Fudge hesitated, and before he could answer him, there was another knock on the door.

Dumbledore went over to open the door, and this time Clarke covered Harry's mouth as he almost shouted.

Outside the open gate, Lucius Malfoy stood in the darkness of the night, wrapped in a black traveling cloak and with a cold, contented smile on his face.

"You're already here, Fudge," he said, striding into Hagrid's cabin and satisfyingly, "Good, good......

"What are you doing here?" Hagrid was furious when he saw him, "Get out of my house!" ”

The squatting teeth on the ground also began to bark at him.

Lucius Malfoy looked around the small chamber, his gaze resting on the fruitcake on the floor for a moment, his trademark sneer on his face.

"Believe me, my dear friend, I don't like to enter your room—oh—you call it a house?

I just came to the school to have a look, and I was told that the principal was here. ”

"What the hell are you looking for me, Lucius?" Dumbledore asked, his words polite, but the flame of anger still burned in his blue eyes.

Lucius Malfoy wasn't afraid.

"Things are terrible, Dumbledore." He said lazily as he pulled out a long roll of parchment.

"The board felt it was time to let you go, and this was a temporary suspension order — you'll see that there were eight directors who signed it, and that's more than half.

We all agree that you are not playing your part in the role of Headmaster of Hogwarts.

So far, there have been three assaults on campus, and just yesterday, a poor, well-behaved Muggle witch was also attacked and is now lying in the school hospital.

At this rate, there would be no Muggle students left at Hogwarts, and we all knew that would be a terrible loss for the school. ”

"Oh, how so, what do you say, Lucius?" Fudge panicked, "Dumbledore has been suspended...... Oh no, no...... You can't do that in that case......"

"The appointment of the principal — or temporary suspension — is a matter for the Board of Trustees, Fudge." Mr. Malfoy said in his steady tone.

"Since Dumbledore failed to stop these attacks, and had such a serious impact on the British wizarding community that it was even possible that foreign countries were even watching our jokes, someone had to be held accountable."

"But you see, Lucius, if even Dumbledore can't stop these attacks—" Fudge's forehead began to sweat, "I mean, who can stop it?" ”

"There will always be a solution, the Ministry of Magic can also send professional personnel, anyway, all eight of us voted."

A wicked smile crossed Malfoy's face, and his words made Fudge stop talking, and honestly, the Minister of Magic was also moved.

You know, when Dumbledore was there before, this school couldn't be splashed with water, and needles couldn't be pierced.

Hagrid jerked to his feet, closing in on Malfoy, his shaggy, black head almost on top of the other's head.

Fudge hurriedly stopped him, "Don't be impulsive, Hagrid! ”

"How many people did you threaten and blackmail to get them to agree, well, Malfoy?"

Hagrid stared into Malfoy's eyes, glaring angrily, as if he was going to eat him.

"Oh my God, you know, your bad temper is going to get you in trouble one day, Hagrid." Malfoy wasn't afraid of him, "I just want to give you a word of advice, don't yell at the guards of Azkaban, they won't like it." ”

In the corner of the cabin, Harry and Ron shivered, shocked by the news that Dumbledore would be kicked out of school, and Clark looked at the scene before him, but his mind drifted to a few days ago.

Ever since he had gone through the enhanced version of the Philosopher's Stone level last semester, he had already understood that this was the real wizarding world, not the kind of childish children's book that kind.

In fact, if you think about it, you know that the fact that Dumbledore was kicked out of school by Malfoy in the second part is not reliable in itself.

As the director of Hogwarts, at least they are all from pure-blood wizarding families, and with the Malfoy family, relying on the so-called vicious curse, they can force the other 11 school directors to comply?

It's just wishful thinking, and this kind of operation method that relies on violence is too embarrassing for Malfoy, and it can be said that he has no political acumen at all.

And Clark also participated in the school board meeting before, and in his opinion, the 12 school directors of Hogwarts are clearly divided into three factions.

the anti-Deng faction, represented by the Malfoy family;

the Centrists, represented by the Ollivanders;

There is also the Fudeng faction represented by the Shakel family.

Together, these three factions form the stable structure of the Hogwarts School Board, and Malfoy alone wants to pry it, and Clark can only say: Rowling knows hammer politics!

So, sensing something was wrong, Clark immediately told Malfoy about it.

Sure enough, Malfoy Sr.'s words also confirmed Clark's guess.

"Want to suspend Dumbledore? You're crazy. ”

Clark remembers what he said at the time:

"Do you know how long Dumbledore was at Hogwarts? How many wizards in all of Britain are his students? His prestige is unmatched, and there is no substitute for him! Moreover, the school board is not monolithic, and without the support of more than half of the school directors, this cannot be done at all. ”

"You can't get rid of Dumbledore!" Hagrid's roar woke Clark from his memories, "If you get rid of him, then those little Muggle wizards really won't have a chance to live!" There will be murders soon! ”

Well, it seems that under Clark's guidance, Malfoy managed to get the vote and did it.

In fact, the truth is very simple, it is nothing more than moving interests.

Those old guys on the school board don't have any lofty ideas, and the so-called strong will is just not enough interests.

Clark used himself as bait to create a dragon farm project, and deliberately exposed the flaws, giving the guys the illusion that the project would be halted and the Puwit family would be dragged into bankruptcy.

In the face of such a big interest, those school directors instantly turned into vultures and hyenas, staring at blood-red eyes and preparing to share a big meal.

And at this time, Dumbledore, who could solve the problem and potentially help the Puwitt family get out of the predicament, became an obstacle for them.

So when Darren? As soon as Bock brought the news of the termination of the contract and the withdrawal, they launched a new offensive - the suspension of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore is not at Hogwarts, and the attack on the secret room monsters in the school is definitely difficult to solve.

In this case, they only need to delay for a while, and when the Puwit family's capital chain is completely broken and they are unable to maintain the construction of the dragon farm project, they can start harvesting.

As for the attack caused by Dumbledore's absence, and even the lives of the young wizards, what does that have to do with them?

The accumulation of wealth itself is bloody!

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