Clark was clear about the dark thoughts of the school boarders.

After all, the whole situation today is deliberately said to be deliberately guided by him.

Whether it is the dragon farm project, or the shortage of funds of the Puwitt family, and the most critical attack on the secret room monster, he has his hand and is under his control.

Even Lucius Malfoy was his partner, the Hogwarts trustees who were caught in the game, playing with him.

So even if he had already received a letter from the housekeeper in the afternoon, saying that some of the family's properties had been targeted by some families, he was not worried.

Everything is under his control!

Of course, the only variable in this may be Dumbledore.

Even Clark was very jealous of this unfathomable old headmaster.

At least in his opinion, Dumbledore was definitely capable of solving this matter, and he must have been aware of some of Clark's actions, after all, no plan could be seamless.

It's just that now it seems that the old principal is also acquiescing in this incident.

"Calm down, Hagrid." Dumbledore said sternly, looking at Lucius Malfoy, "If the Board wants me to go, Lucius, of course I'll give up my seat." ”

"But—" Fudge stammered, and no one knew what he really was thinking.

"No, Professor!" Hagrid roared in a heartfelt voice.

Dumbledore's piercing blue eyes were always staring into Lucius's eyes, as if to see something different in them.

It's a pity that the other party is not a child, and the powerful spiritual power of an adult wizard, as well as a more mature mind, made his temptation in vain.

"But," Dumbledore said very slowly and clearly, so that everyone present could hear every word he said.

"It was only when everyone here betrayed me that I really left the school. You will also find that at Hogwarts, those who ask for help are always available. ”

At that moment, Clarke was almost certain that Dumbledore's eyes glanced vaguely into the corner where they were hiding.

Looking at this scene, combined with the ending of Lucius Malfoy finally being kicked out of the Hogwarts Board in the original plot, Dumbledore's fighting skills are also first-class.

Malfoy, at least, didn't notice it at all, a smug smile on his face, and he bowed as if he were a villain.

"Sentimentally, I think you'll all miss your — oh— very personal way of handling things, Albus, and I just hope that your successor will be able to stop this attack once and for all."

Malfoy strode to the door, opened it, and bowed Dumbledore out.

Fudge played with his top hat and waited for Hagrid to walk in front of him, but Hagrid stood still, took a deep breath, and said cautiously, "If anyone is looking for something, they just have to follow the spider and they will find the right direction!" That's all I have to say. ”

Fudge glared at him in amazement, then scanned the room suspiciously, but found nothing.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming."

Afraid that he would see something, Hagrid hurriedly put on his moleskin coat and hurried away with Fudge.

The door slammed shut, and Ron ripped off the cloak of invisibility.

"It's a problem," his voice trembled a little, "Dumbledore is gone, and they're probably going to close the school tonight." After he left, there would be attacks every day. ”

Tooth barked in response to his words, clawing at the closed door, which made Harry feel terrible.

Only Clark was still calm.

Ron also found out.

"What are we going to do, Clark, aren't you also a school director, why didn't you tell us this in advance?" Ron asked.

Clark also sighed, pretending to be very helpless, "You ask me, who do I ask, I am also the first director of Hogwarts, and it is normal for them to bypass me to do this." ”

"But what is certain is that they can only use the vote to get Dumbledore out, and if they want to close Hogwarts, they can't just have more than half agree."

Harry was relieved by his words, at least it seemed that he didn't have to leave the school for the time being.

But what about the future?

This question also haunted the minds of the students who heard the news the next day.

Early in the morning, Professor McGonagall had informed them of the terrible news, and she had taken over as the interim headmaster of Hogwarts.

However, this did not reassure the young wizards, after all, compared to Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall's reputation was still a little worse.

When it was learned of Headmaster Dumbledore's departure, fear spread rapidly throughout the campus in an unprecedented form.

Even now that summer had crept in, the sky and the lake had turned a bright light blue, and the greenhouses were blooming with flowers as large as cabbages, and the warm sunlight seemed to not shine into the windows of Hogwarts.

The children looked out of the castle window, and could no longer see Hagrid striding across the field, Tooth following him closely.

And the situation inside the castle is not much better.

Every face in the school seemed terrified and frightened, and every loud laugh that sounded in the corridor seemed so harsh and weird, and it was quickly suppressed.

Clark and the others had wanted to visit Hermione, but the visitors were kept out of the school hospital.

"We can't take any more risks," Ms. Pomfrey said to them gravely, opening the hospital door open, "I'm sorry, the attackers are likely to come back and kill these people completely, so I can't let you in." ”

In this atmosphere of trepidation, Harry was still studying Dumbledore's last words.

"It was only when everyone here betrayed me that I really left the school...... At Hogwarts, those who ask for help are always available. ”

But what is the use of these words? When everyone is as confused and frightened as they are, who exactly do they turn to?

Hagrid's allusion to spiders is easy to understand.

The problem is, there doesn't seem to be a single spider in the castle that they can track.

Harry was heartbroken about this, and wherever he went, Ron was (reluctantly) helping him find it.

Of course, their search was greatly hampered by the fact that they were not allowed to roam around the castle without permission, but had to move around the castle in groups with other Gryffindor students.

The classmates seemed happy to have a teacher escort them from one classroom to another, but Harry was bored.

To add insult to injury, Clark doesn't seem to agree with him either.

"You're not a detective, Harry, it's not something you should worry about, catching that killer is the professors' job." That's how Clark persuaded Harry.

Because of the attack, he had to keep the Dueling Club in the Gryffindor common room, but even so, the ubiquitous danger caused the club to start to grow.

It took a lot of Clarke's energy, and after convincing Harry, he immediately turned around and began to instruct the young wizards with Neville.

"Stay out of the way!"

"Get moving! Move it! ”

"Be vigilant at all times, this is the first element of a duel......"

The noise in the lounge dispelled a bit of the terrifying atmosphere, and the occasional mishap caused by mistakes made the onlookers smile rarely.

Harry only felt more irritated and returned to the dormitory without saying a word, as a Gryffindor, of course he would not just give up, since Clark was afraid, he acted with Ron.

Clarke, who was instructing the students, gave a vague glance at Harry's background, and Neville also leaned over to his side at this time, "Clark, Harry, this ......"

"Don't worry, let them toss." Clark patted him on the shoulder and continued to devote himself to mentoring.

In the days that followed, Harry did make a name for himself.

He and Ron successfully deciphered Hagrid's words, and ventured deep into the Forbidden Forest to find the eight-eyed spider that Hagrid had raised, and got some clues from it.

"That Aragog said that the monster in the Chamber of Secrets was an ancient creature that their spiders feared the most."

"And, of course, the girl who was attacked by the monster and died, was found in the bathroom, and I think it's probably the crying myrtle!"

Early in the morning, while Clark was eating breakfast, Harry and Ron came over and sat down in the chairs next to him, and you talked about last night's adventures.

Although the two knew that Clark did not support their adventure, they subconsciously found him when they really encountered a problem.

"You guys were so reckless last night." Clark takes the last bite of the omelette and begins to criticize them.

"The eight-eyed giant spider is a magical beast with a danger level xxxxx, just a little venom can kill an elephant, with your two small bodies, it is a miracle that you can come back alive."

After the criticism, he muttered again, "However, I seem to have seen the ancient creature that the spider feared the most. ”

"What is it?" Harry and Ron asked in unison.

Clark smiled, "I don't remember that." ”

There was a look of disappointment on their faces, and Clark comforted them, "I'll tell you when I look through the book and find it." ”

Of course, Clark knew that the so-called ancient creature was the basilisk, but now was not the time to tell Harry about them.

Unlike Neville, Clarke's job for Hermione was to be a mage, a profession that went deeper into soul transformation.

As a result, Hermione's petrified state needs to be maintained a little longer.

Fortunately, Harry and Ron quickly attracted most of their attention by a bad news.

In the first Transfiguration class of the morning, Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom and told them that the exam would be held on June 1st, and that it was only a week before today.

"Exams?" Ron screamed, "That's all the time, do we still need to take the exam?" ”

Professor McGonagall turned and frowned at Ron.

"In this extraordinary state, schools are still not closed, so that you can continue your education."

She said sternly, "Therefore, the exam is still going on as usual, and I am sure that you will all review carefully." ”

Serious revision?

The class began to gossip, and the classroom was filled with chatter, which made Professor McGonagall's brow furrow even tighter, and her face became more gloomy.

"Professor Dumbledore's instructions before he left were to keep the school running as smoothly as possible."

Her voice silenced the students' discussions, "This means that even if he is gone, we will do what we have to do!" ”

Throughout the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall was marking out the key points of this year's exam, and the young wizards could only hold back their inner dissatisfaction and write down this knowledge in their notebooks.

But there was good news, and with their first exam just three days away, Professor McGonagall made another announcement.

"I have good news for you."

Clark was eating breakfast as he looked at Professor McGonagall in the faculty seat.

"Professor Sprout told me that the mandrakes were finally ready to be harvested."

This good news instantly made the little wizards boil.

Once the noise had subsided, Professor McGonagall continued.

"Tonight, we will be able to bring back to life the petrified dead.

And she, most likely, told us who or something attacked her at the time.

It is my sincere hope that this terrible year will end with us catching the murderers. ”

Everyone erupted in cheers, Clark applauded, and Ron smiled for the first time in days.

"Does that mean it doesn't matter if we go and ask Myrtle or not?"

Ron said happily to Harry.

"When Hermione wakes up, all her questions will probably be answered!

But don't forget, if she finds out that there are three days left to take the exam, she will definitely go crazy.

She hasn't had time to review yet! Perhaps it would be more merciful to let her stay as she is and wait until the exams are over. ”

Ron's joke made the corners of Harry's mouth twitch a little, and just then, Clark suddenly whispered in their ears.

"I seem to have discovered something about that ancient creature I mentioned earlier."

"What discovery?" Clarke's words made Harry's eyes widen.

Clark gestured to the little wizard standing around them, "It's not a good place to talk about this, we need to find a better place." ”

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