In the principal's office.

After listening to Snape's brief account of Barty Crouch Jr.'s request.

Dumbledore gently pushed down his glasses, "Crouch asked you to tell us the news?" ”

Snape nodded.

"Harry, what do you think?" Dumbledore turned his head.

Harry picked up his teacup and took a sip, "He still doesn't trust Professor Snape. ”

Dumbledore shook his head, "I mean Crouch's invitation." ”

"What else can I do?" Harry put down his glass, "Can we choose not to?" ”

It's related to werewolves.、And to make such a huge noise.。

"Doesn't the Ministry of Magic have some management of werewolves?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore shook his head, "The Ministry of Magic can't afford to have people right now. ”

He paused slightly, and sighed helplessly: "The Ministry of Magic is still checking itself, but the head of the Auror Office is Sinkenis, and Scrimgeour can barely keep the Ministry of Magic running normally, but other than that, there is almost no other manpower. ”

"In recent months, some of the things that should have been the responsibility of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, or the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control, have all been handled by Tonks, or Kingsley, and a few other Aurors that Scrimgeour trusted."

"But Harry, the Ministry of Magic has already begun to discuss what kind of punishment should be given to Sinkenis."

Harry shook his head and chuckled, "And then we've been discussing it for more than a month?" ”

The Ministry of Magic has a very good attitude.

They did seem to be pondering how to punish those who had been Death Eaters.

But the problem is that many of them had been Death Eaters and now they didn't want to be liquidated, so they had knives around their necks. The only thing that makes them feel fortunate is that the person holding the knife is Scrimgeor, even if there is Potter and Dumbledore standing behind him, but after all, the knife is not held by them, right?

These people want to rebel.

Those officials of the Ministry of Magic who had never been Death Eaters, but were pure-bloods, except for the Weasleys, were on the side of this group of "reformers".

The Ministry of Magic has never been the Ministry of Magic of wizards, it has always been a field of interest for these pure-blood families.

Of course, they hope that they can have the privilege of being able to escape the greatest punishment even if there are some minor problems, and that they can be a noble pure-blood family after being removed from the Ministry of Magic like the Malfoys once did.

Rather than the attitude that Potter vaguely expressed, showing no mercy to the Death Eaters.

On the contrary, those half-blood, ordinary-born wizards have seized the opportunity to threaten step by step - no wizard from an ordinary person has ever become a minister of magic, even if there are occasionally some mixed-race wizards, they are also close to pure-blood families, and have a natural contempt and disgust for mixed-race wizards and wizards from ordinary people.

Cornelius Fudge is a case in point.

In the eyes of purebloods, although he comes from a wizarding family, there is no doubt that he is a half-blood.

Of course, in Fudge's own eyes, he was a noble pure-blood wizard.

It has to do with power, and they have a lot of trouble.

If it weren't for Harry and Dumbledore, the Ministry of Magic in Great Britain would have been unable to function a long time ago.

"That means the Ministry of Magic can't count on it." Harry summed it up briefly.

Dumbledore nodded.

Harry thought for a moment, "It looks like Barty Crouch Jr. is trying to lure us out of Hogwarts." ”

Dumbledore's eyes were deep: "Oh? ”

"Don't forget, he can sneak into Hogwarts without even knowing it." Harry waved his hand.

"It's best for Lupin to go." Snape spoke, "Isn't he a werewolf?" Attending such a furry party is not at all inconsistent. ”

Dumbledore nodded, "I also think Lupin is the best fit." ”

"The twenty-fifth is a full moon." Harry took the phase calendar out of his Sorting Hat, found the date, and whispered.

Snape snorted coldly: "Wouldn't it be more appropriate to let Lupin go?" ”

"Werewolves won't get mad wolf again."

Harry got up, "Albus, you go and inform Uncle Remus, I'll go get him some things to defend himself." ”

Two days later, Lupin, far away in Germania, received a heavy letter.

There was Dumbledore's request, and there was Harry's request.

And a whole bunch of potions.

Geralt had adapted to the way of life in this world, and was so comfortable that he could not have imagined that when they climbed a mountain and went deep into the forest, they could even find a hotel owned by a wizard, which had been carefully looking for a place to spend the night in the mountains and forests.

That evening, Lupin returned to Great Britain.

After a few days of preparation.

Buy a train ticket to North Yorkshire and board the train from platforms at King's Cross, but not nine and three-quarters.

He had just sat down.

A burst of laurel scent hit, and a lady sat across from him: "This gentleman, can you get acquainted?" ”

Lupin shook his head decisively: "I'm sorry, I still have it."

Halfway through the sentence, the nose sniffed slightly.

He looked up and looked in surprise. Sitting across from him was a tall lady with red hair, delicate features like marble sculptures, and golden eyes that seemed to sparkle in the sun.

It's a rare beauty.

"Now, sir, can we get acquainted?" The great beauty seemed to know how to take advantage of her appearance, leaned forward slightly, and put her hands half-on the table.

Lupin was calm: "Tonks? ”

The beauty was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, she frowned slightly: "Tonks? That doesn't sound like a lady's name. ”

"Don't force me to call out your name." Lupin decided on his own speculation.

The beauty looked broken: "Oh no, Remus doesn't mean anything at all, how did you recognize me?" ”

"Smell." Lupin was succinct and to the point.

Tonks stared at him and buried his head in the crook of his arm: "I don't have a very bad body odor. ”

"It's perfume." Lu Ping waved his hand, "Don't talk about this, why are you here?" ”

Tonks Orthodox: "Although the Ministry of Magic can't send people to help now, it's still no problem to send an Auror out to help investigate the incident. ”

"That's dangerous, it's a werewolf gathering!" Lupin lowered his voice, pulled out his wand, and waved it under the table.

He is a master of silent spells, and some spells that are not very advanced can be cast without chanting spells.

"I'm the Auror, Remus." Tonks was right, "The Ministry of Magic needs to know what the werewolves are going to do. ”

Lupin looked at her and sighed softly, "But the day of the rally was."

"I know, it's a full moon." Tonks didn't wait for him to finish, he immediately took over the conversation, "Don't worry, I will protect myself, if the werewolves riot, won't I still escape?" ”

(End of chapter)