He stretched out his hand, his palm covered with reflective sweat.

Dumbledore shook his head lightly, "Connelly, I didn't expect you to come over so late." ”

"As a minister, I always have to think about the future of the Ministry of Magic." Cornelius Fudge took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Although it is clearly written in the letter, I think it is necessary to come here in person." ”

Dumbledore motioned for him to sit down.

Fudge shook his head: "Albus, there is no time for small talk, the school board has already decided, ...... in London tomorrow"

"I'm afraid not tomorrow." Dumbledore shook his head decisively.

Fudge was stunned, his eyelids couldn't help jumping, his throat was stuck, and his voice was a little distorted: "This is the ...... of the school board"

"I know, you don't have to retry it." Dumbledore interrupted again, his tone gentle, "But not tomorrow." ”

"I'm the Headmaster, the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and I have to stay here."

Fudge tried to toughen out, baring his teeth and claws, and asked sharply, "But you failed to protect the students, how many?" How many are these? ”

Dumbledore didn't speak, just looked at him calmly.

Fudge stalked his neck.

"How many? So how many are they? Harry asked, expressionless, in silence.

There was a hint of tentative interest in Dumbledore's eyes.

Fudge's face was embarrassed, he opened his mouth, gritted his teeth, and squinted at Harry, just about to spill his anger on the little wizard who didn't open his eyes, his eyes met the cat's pupils, so that the words were stuck in his throat and couldn't spit out.

It's the famous Harry Potter.

"Harry, if you don't stop the current situation, this number is just the beginning." Fudge took a deep breath and said softly, "The results will get worse and worse, and the numbers will get bigger and bigger." ”

Harry grinned and pouted.

How familiar the words.

As a result, I still don't know how many specifically?

"Headmaster Dumbledore, we are responsible for the students." Fudge looked at the white-bearded old man in front of him, and his momentum was leaked again and again, "You can't be so willful......"

Dumbledore waved his hand and interrupted him for the third time: "It's you who are willful, and I stay to be responsible for the students." ”

"But the school board has the power to review the principal to determine whether he is still qualified for the position, and the principal must cooperate." Fudge gritted his teeth, spoke hastily, and finally said a complete sentence.

"So... What about the school trustees' approvals? Dumbledore held out his hand and spread his fingers.

Fudge was stunned.

"Connelly, you're the Minister of Magic, be a little more mature." Dumbledore spoke earnestly.

Fudge pressed his hat: "I'm mature now, Albus, I know what I'm doing." ”

"I hope so." Dumbledore smiled.

"The approval of the school board that you hope will be handed over to you as soon as possible, so get ready." Fudge stepped back, his words awkward, his body in the same shape as his words.

"He's scared of you." Harry looked at the door that hadn't been shut, and whispered.

Dumbledore waved his wand and closed the door: "There have been rumors that I want to replace him as Minister of Magic. ”

"Wizards should stay away from politics." Harry shook his head.

Dumbledore was a little surprised: "Harry, you always surprise me, but I didn't realize this until a long time as an adult. ”

"Something to do with your old soothsayer?" Harry asked rhetorically.

Snape pressed the corners of his mouth to keep himself from laughing.

McGonagall was a little overwhelmed.

"We don't have much time left." Dumbledore's tone was flat, skimming the topic lightly, "Five days at most, or even less, as long as they don't get their money, they're always very productive." ”

"We'll need to find Voldemort before then."

Harry spoke, "Deception." ”

Dumbledore was stunned.

"The spell of mind reading, wouldn't it be nice to read his mind directly." Harry looked at Dumbledore seriously, "You don't need to be so polite to him. ”

Dumbledore shook his head, "Actually, I did." ”

His face became complicated: "I didn't expect Lockhart to be... It's going to be that kind of person. ”

"I thought he was just stealing other people's experiences, but he went even further."

"A lot of things that I didn't expect, but I don't have any memories of Voldemort's stuff."

"Where's the elixir?" Harry asked again.

Snape sneered: "There is no need to say any more about these conventional methods that even people with troll brains can think of, I have already used them on him." ”

Dumbledore looked back in surprise, "Severus, you didn't tell me about this. ”

"Your weak, pedantic brain will only stop me." Snape shook his head, his words as sharp as knives, "I used it on him during the Christmas holidays. ”

"But it didn't work."

"Although the elixir is easy to use, it is not a panacea."

"That disgusting, slug-like thing has been put under a very sophisticated secret spell."

Dumbledore rubbed his head: "You can trust me, it's just a real potion, for the safety of the students, I can go even further, that night, I cast a spell in his office, and my every move was monitored by me." ”

"Including him dating a schoolgirl?" Harry interjected suddenly.

Dumbledore's expression froze: "Actually, after Minerva told him, he restrained a lot, really, only twice in this time." ”

"But it's only been a week since the Christmas holidays." Harry was expressionless.

"I watched his life the whole time." Even a well-informed person like Dumbledore looked a little unnatural when he said it, "I'm sure Lockhart didn't deceive me about the spell." ”

"Didn't transfer the book out."

"I didn't communicate with anything weird."

"Only occasionally there will be some self-talk."

Harry grabbed a few words: "Talking to himself? ”

"You're the same person I suspected." Dumbledore nodded, "Voldemort is on him." ”

"But I've checked, Quirrell hasn't been able to hide it from me, and he can't possibly have it......"

"Since it's on him, it's easy to do." Harry spread his hands, "Remember the reason I told you to expel him?" ”

Professor McGonagall said solemnly, "I agree, Albus, even if he doesn't have that dangerous thing on him, he should get this scum and scum out of the castle." ”

"Student!"

"I've never heard of a professor who is in a relationship with a student, and more than one person, at the same time, more than one person."

Harry commented: "He's got a really nice face, it's very attractive. ”

"It's not about looks." McGonagall gritted her teeth, "He's broken all the boundaries a professor should have. ”

Dumbledore stood up, "Since Madam Headmaster has said so-"

He turned to look at Snape.

Snape nodded, succinctly, "Seconded." ”

"The Head of Slytherin also agrees, and the Head of Ravenclaw will not have an opinion, so I, as the Headmaster, must respect your choice."

He waved his wand.

The quill pen on the table scribbled, and after a while, it was folded into a paper crane and flew out.