That sounds ridiculous.

But here's the facts.

Although Gryffindors are not like Slytherin, who talk about their bloodlines every day, there are not many pure-bloods, and this group of people who were most at ease before immediately became panicked like Neville.

Most of people's courage comes from unscrupulousness.

They picked up pen and paper and, like the little wizards from mixed-race, ordinary families, began to write letters to their families.

The crowd dispersed, and the house-elves saw Harry waving his hand and disappeared.

"How could he do anything to a pureblood." Hermione frowned, a little puzzled, "Doesn't this make a big deal out of it?" ”

"He just wants to make a big fuss." Harry confirmed Hermione's conjecture.

Ron thought of something, tilted his head back suddenly, and was grabbed by the back collar by Harry, so that he didn't fall down completely, and he didn't care about sitting up straight, so he kept such a posture, lowered his voice, and panicked: "Is it against Professor Dumbledore?" ”

Harry nodded.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione opened her mouth, unable to contain her surprise, and when Ron climbed back into the stool, before she could say anything about that night, her eyes became even more surprised, "He's going to kick Professor Dumbledore out of the castle?" ”

Ron looked at Hermione in surprise, "You... How do you know, Harry, that you told her? ”

"Isn't that hard to think of?" Hermione's brows furrowed, "But he can still contact people outside, and still make such a big noise?" ”

Harry shook his head: "There's no need to contact people outside, he knows very well that as long as he does this, someone will be eager to stand up and push Dumbledore down." ”

"How is it possible, he is the greatest white wizard." Hermione's face twisted.

"The Malfoys are the trustees of Hogwarts." Ron's tone was heavy.

Hermione was stunned.

"Great people often make the most enemies." Harry added.

Hermione rubbed her face, "But Professor Dumbledore is going to be kicked out, what are we going to do?" ”

"Maybe Malfoy will step up and settle this matter." Ron frowned, his tone more heavy, and made a very reasonable conjecture, "And then replace Professor Dumbledore and become the new Headmaster?" ”

When I think of the scene at the annual opening party, Lucius Malfoy welcomes the new students with his face like a living dead.

His body trembled and shuddered.

One Snape at Hogwarts is enough.

"Tom doesn't look like someone else is going to do things for him." Harry shook his head.

Ron gritted his teeth: "After Malfoy takes control of the castle, he will definitely turn this place into a training base for dark wizards and cultivate a group of mysterious people's minions." ”

"Of course the mystery man would be happy to facilitate this."

Harry hesitated, then shook his head, "You may be right. ”

This matter, like a fog, shrouded his heart.

Several doubts have never been clarified.

Some couldn't figure out why Voldemort did this, and in his first grade, it wasn't so easy for him to regain his strength, and he had to go to the Forbidden Forest to hunt unicorns and bear the pain of the curse.

And, if you just want to regain your strength, isn't it better to be outside of Hogwarts? The farther away from Dumbledore was, the safer it was for the Dark Lord.

Could it really be that Voldemort risked Malfoy's safety, as Ron had guessed?

Then I had to discuss with the Sorting Hat what kind of little song to write to praise the great bond between the two of them.

Ron gushes about the dark history of the Malfoy family.

A silver cat crept in quietly and landed in front of Harry, and as soon as she spoke, it was McGonagall's voice: "Harry, come to the Headmaster's office, the password is 'Crucible Cake', be careful on the road." ”

No one noticed the movement.

As soon as the Patronus finished speaking, a puff of smoke dissipated.

"Let you go to the office now?" Hermione lowered her voice of surprise, "But there was an attack just now!" ”

"There should be something very important." Harry took a deep breath, "I'll go first, if someone asks......"

"You're sleeping." Ron nodded, "I'll talk to Seamus and Neville." ”

Harry made his way to his dormitory, put on his cloak of invisibility as soon as he entered, then turned his head around and headed towards the Headmaster's office.

In the office, there are three people.

In addition to McGonagall, there was Snape.

"Harry, you're finally here." Dumbledore beckoned to him.

"Didn't find Tom again?" Harry asked calmly.

"Chances are in Lockhart." Dumbledore nodded, motioned for him to sit down, and poured him a glass of milk, "You should have noticed that too?" ”

Harry picked up his glass, "It's faint, but the magic does grow a little, and he didn't even notice my spell last time." ”

"Last time?" McGonagall exclaimed, "What last time?" ”

"Harry, when did you beat up Lockhart?"

She thought Harry would be better behaved this semester.

After all, after the start of school, he threw himself into the net, and the make-up classes and training six nights a week took up too much of his time.

But things never go as planned.

In the first half of the school year, she quietly made a big deal about breaking into the Slytherin common room at night and stealing portraits - but it happened that the students were attacked, and it was related to the trials of Gryffindor, so she couldn't say anything.

And now you hear the news again, casting a spell on Lockhart?

It's silent again.

"It's before school starts, in Diagon Alley." Harry replied honestly, "At that time, he wanted to borrow my fame, and he didn't plan to pay him, so he didn't hold back and fired at him. ”

"Harry, abuse the spell......" Dumbledore prepared to preach.

"It's just that the force is loose and leaks, so that he falls on his heels and makes a mess in front of the public." Harry interrupted.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Well, let's not talk about it, I went to Lockhart's office again just now, and used some not-so-glamorous little tricks......"

"Dark magic?" Harry interjected.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, some dark magic about souls, I observed Lockhart's tainted soul." ”

"But Voldemort's thing, I still haven't found it."

"You're a White Wizard." Harry's face was expressionless, "He's the Dark Lord, ...... in terms of dark magic attainments"

Snape scoffed, "Mr. Potter, you don't have to be so naïve. ”

"Albus's level of dark magic isn't necessarily much lower than that of the Dark Lord."

Dumbledore waved his hand: "Severus, thank you for your trust, but Voldemort's level of dark arts is much higher than mine, and his knowledge of dark arts is far better than mine." ”

"I don't know how he hid himself, maybe give me some time and let me look up some more information and I'll find out."

"But there's no time."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore paused, and he looked at Harry, "After I leave, you are Voldemort's target." ”

"The Ministry of Magic will send the Aurors, and it's Kingsley who leads the team, and he's someone you can trust."

"You can also trust Severus completely, he will help you."

Harry nodded.

He didn't ask Dumbledore why he had pressed the matter on himself again.

Needless to say, without the biggest worries and Voldemort has regained some strength, he will definitely strike at himself.

Dumbledore was about to continue saying something when there was a rough knock on the office door, and with a wave of his wand he opened the door, and a fat man in a pinstriped suit and a bright red tie rushed into the office.

Take a few steps aggressively.

By the middle of the room, it slowed down, and by the time he got to Dumbledore, his steps had softened completely.

"Albus, I didn't expect to meet at this time." The fat man spoke, and his tone was kind of strong.