Without staying any longer, Isobel left the principal's office.

As the doors close, there is an eerie tranquility throughout the tower.

Dumbledore stared at the closed door, and after a moment of hesitation, his helplessness finally turned into a helpless sigh.

It was also at this time that a certain headmaster on the wall finally broke free from the shackles that had bound him before.

"How can this be, that's the great Black family!"

He said indignantly.

"With her attitude, if I am still the head of the family, I will never let her inherit the family!"

"It's not a question of whether you allow it or not, Phineas."

Before the Slytherin headmaster could say anything, Principal Dalyse on the other side interrupted him slowly.

"The problem now is that people don't look down on your so-called family at all."

Hearing this, Phineas's face turned red with anger.

But he didn't dare to be angry with Dai Lisi, an old-timer in all senses.

Most wizards who pay attention to family inheritance will respect seniority and identity, not to mention that Dai Lisi is not only a principal, but also a healer who contributes to the entire wizarding society.

Her fame is enough for her to hang her portrait in various important wizarding institutions.

In the face of such an existence, Phineas finally turned around, and whispered in his own frame:

"Sure enough, it's an uneducated little girl!"

"Hey, you ...... thing"

Obviously a little unaccustomed to Phineas's appearance of bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, Principal Dalis was about to rush to Blake's frame with her crutch regardless of her identity and age, but she was temporarily stopped.

"Headmaster Derwent."

Stopping her was Principal Turner, who loved to draw.

"What, you want to stop me from teaching this bastard a lesson?"

"No, I just wanted to say ...... Be quiet, don't bother Albus. ”

“…… Yes. ”

"Wait, you just let her go?!"

When he came to his senses, Phineas looked at the witch who rushed to him with a look of horror.

"Wait, Devonte! What do you want to do! ”

Soon, Phineas's roar was silently gone.

As if the mute button had been pressed, a farce of beating was unfolding in the frame of the principal's office.

It's just that because there is no sound from beginning to end, you can only see the witch in the frame beating an old gentleman with his head and running away, which reveals a strong sense of weirdness.

As the current speaker of Hogwarts, Dumbledore only glanced at the noisy former headmasters.

Phineas was too much of a move, and he was clearly not as 'old-eyed' as he was modest.

Rather, for wizards, age only means rich experience and precipitated wisdom.

If the will is firm, the mind will only become more and more lucid, and the stupidity is even more nonsense.

But now, Dumbledore's heart suddenly swelled with something complex and weak.

At this moment, he really wished he wasn't so sober.

Sometimes, even a little 'stupe' isn't bad, at least he doesn't have to worry about that kind of thing.

But alas, his mind is still clear.

As his thoughts worked, the old man's mind conjured up face after face, and in the end, everything was fixed on the red-haired boy.

What would you think in that case...... Connor. ”

…………

"Hiss......"

At the same time, the boy at the door couldn't help but feel a chill.

Although he was tempted to find out if he was being targeted by someone, something happened in front of him that completely took away his attention - it was a unique meeting.

One of them, of course, was Isobel McDoug, who had just come out of the principal's office.

The other is Slytherin's Potions teacher, a point-demerging maniac, and a greasy-headed bat: Professor Severus Snape.

None of them are cheerful people, and they want them to be the first to say hello or something, which is quite a kind of idiot dream.

Therefore, it is necessary for a third person to completely break down the barrier.

"So, are you going to stalemate until noon?"

As he spoke, the almost suffocating depression was completely shattered.

"Now, the auditorium should start serving lunch."

For a moment, Snape and Isobel's gaze pierced like razor-sharp blades.

But Connor was clearly not intimidated by such a thing, he just shrugged his shoulders.

He didn't look at Snape again, he just looked at Isobel:

"You should have something to ask, right?"

Of course, Isobel's words were certainly not said to Connor, and the things she still cared about today must have something to do with Snape.

After all......

"Peter Pettigrew is still on your side, right?"

"Yes."

Snape's voice was unhurried, but the distinctive whisper was sobering.

"He was 'very nice' taken care of by me."

Of course, this cannot be taken literally, and no one would think that Snape would be generous enough to entertain Peter Pettigrew as a distinguished guest.

"Don't let him die, and don't let him go insane......"

"Of course not, my potion will allow him to face the rest in a very healthy state."

"Hmm...... I'll leave the rest to you, Professor Snape. ”

Isobel bowed.

It's not superficial etiquette, but genuine.

"The next thing you do, you're probably going to be busy."

The big bat looked stunned, he obviously guessed something.

"You don't want to come on your own?"

"There's no need, I don't even want to meet him if I can."

“…… Such. ”

Snape didn't say anything more, he just shook his head and judged in an almost cold tone:

"It's just that it's impossible to avoid this kind of thing completely, and the headmaster won't allow this kind of thing to happen."

"So, let's talk about it then...... See you next week, Professor Snape. ”

"Hmm...... I hope you don't have to do your exam abnormally because of these things. ”

Isobel walked slowly towards the staircase, and as for Snape, he followed the passage made by the stone monster into the headmaster's room.

In the end, Connor was the only one left here.

"So what's it called...... On the surface, it's almost over, but I don't feel like anyone is happy. ”

"Where are you going next?"

Suddenly, there was an inquiry from the top of the staircase.

Isobel doesn't seem to be leaving directly.

"Me? Maybe go to the auditorium for lunch? ”

“…… Together? ”

"Okay, let's go together."

Soon after, unnoticed, an owl flew out of the tower of the Headmaster's Office, carrying a letter from the Headmaster in the direction of London.

After all, this matter had to be notified to the Ministry of Magic, and half a day later, the Ministry of Magic, which was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, caused an uproar.

"This ...... How is this possible!! ”