Chapter 215: Dumbledore wants to play a big game
After the magician disappeared, the entire tavern fell silent for a long time.
Everyone was digesting what they had seen and heard, and the Aurors, their faces had the anger of being played, and the faint fear of being heard.
The Ministry of Magic has presupposed the strength of this illegal alien to be very high, which is why so many Aurors will act together, but the reality is even more outrageous than the Ministry of Magic has presupposed.
Even if the Aurors don't want to admit it, each of them can feel the despair and powerlessness when facing the magician.
The other party seems to be a ghost, no, more invisible than a ghost.
All magic attacks are completely ineffective against the opponent, and the opponent can easily hurt himself.
They can imagine that if the other party was about to die, their own people might suffer a lot of damage. Maybe the other party was right, he just forgave those present.
"What should I do?" An Auror whispered.
"What can I do? We can't do anything about it, so we need to go back and report to the director, we need to increase the threat level of the magicians and reformulate the plan for the capture of the magicians. β
"What about these guys at the Leaky Cauldron?" The Auror hesitated and said, "I mean, the magician seems to have done a fight here. Speech? Although we have not heard all of them, it cannot be ruled out that he may have persuaded some people to support him. β
"We all saw it, that man. Extremely infectious and incitative. β
The Auror, who was obviously the captain, shook his head slightly, and said, "This is also what I am worried about, however, we do not currently have the right to arrest those present, and it is clear that their actions do not violate the laws of the Ministry of Magic. β
He pondered for a moment, raised his voice, and said loudly, "Gentlemen, we all know that the Magician is a vicious criminal who brutally murdered three wizards and burned down a Muggle house. β
"We have no doubt that his evil deeds will continue."
"I hope to delay you for some time, cooperate with the Ministry of Magic's investigation, and truthfully inform you of all the things that the magician is doing here before we arrive."
The guests of the tavern were silent for a moment, and someone shouted, "Are you going to restrict our freedom?" β
Auror sensed the hostility in the other party's tone, and he carefully examined the expressions of the guests, and found that there were many hostile people.
This made him feel bad in his heart, and it was clear that it was impossible for ordinary wizards to be hostile to the Aurors, and some of them he even knew. The magician's impact was even worse than he had imagined.
He said in as soft a tone as possible: "Of course not, gentlemen, just a routine inquiry, and this is also for everyone's safety, after all, no one wants a murderer to go unpunished." β
Someone in the crowd let out a disdainful chuckle, but no one responded.
At this moment, a man stood up from the barstool at the bar.
"Mr. Auror, although I am willing to cooperate with your inquiries, I am afraid that I will not have time." He politely said, "I need to go back to Hogwarts to teach the young wizards." β
"You are?" The Auror looked at the Oriental with a thoughtful look, "You are the new Hogwarts Divination Professor, the Prophet, Mr. Sen Tang?" β
Tang Sen shook his head and said, "I prefer to call myself a soothsayer rather than a prophet. β
The Auror didn't dwell on this point, but asked, "Professor Tang, I've heard about your deeds, you predicted the events of Azkaban and I don't know if you can. I mean, would you be willing to offer some help in apprehending the other side? β
Townsend smiled and said, "Although I am not British, I have always been willing to cooperate with the British Ministry of Magic, and many people know that I have a good relationship with Mr. Fudge, the Minister of Magic, and I also have business cooperation with the Department of Fantastic Beasts, as for the magician-"
He looked at the others and said, "Unfortunately, I'm not good at combat. β
"Also, I don't think I'm offended by the Magician than the Magician, and I think the Ministry of Magic should focus more on the mystery man."
The Auror's face was ugly: "Professor Tang, the so-called resurrection of the mysterious man is nonsense. β
"Of course." Tang Sen nodded and smiled, "I never force someone to change their minds, Mr. Auror, please give way, I don't want to miss the first class of a first-year student." β
The Aurors had no reason to stop a divination professor from leaving, and the green flames lit up, and Townsend disappeared into the fireplace.
There was an awkward silence in the tavern, until old Tom finally coughed lightly, and said, "Just ask me any questions, in fact, the magician has said something very remarkable." β
Back in his office, Tang Sen breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with satisfaction.
Truth be told, Townsend knew that the world was a complex whole, and that whether there would be a war between wizards and ordinary people, or how it would be fed, what it would turn out to, and who would win and who would lose - none of this Townsend could have predicted.
As a soothsayer, he did not have enough information to foresee such a distant and complex future.
But does it matter?
Unimportant.
This did not prevent Townsend from choosing one of these possibilities, exaggerating and inflammating it, and convincing himself, and a part of his audience.
This did not prevent Townsend from packaging the magician as a fanatical idealist, portraying him as a crazy leader, and setting off a revolution in the wizarding world.
Until the day when the truth is finally revealed, no one will know that the magician himself does not exist, that these ideals are made up, and that the magician manifests the incredible power. It's just a trick.
The mysterious and powerful power that the wizards see comes from the unknown of the magician's methods.
For example, in the Tavern, Townsend was able to make both the soothsayer and the magician appear in front of everyone at the same time, relying on the ability of the paper man and the illusion maker.
And in the ensuing battle, no one would have imagined that when the Aurors entered the tavern, the magicians standing on the bar had become a void image, and those Auror spells were only attacking the air.
And the one who really controls all of this is the soothsayer who sits at the bar.
A trick is a trick after all, and Tang Sen naturally knows that once the wizards put on an iron armor spell, he has nothing to do with them, if he tries to rely on these tricks to scare people, then one day it will be exposed, and it will not only be the characters that will collapse at that time.
Fortunately, the initiative is in their own hands, and as long as the magician does not take the initiative, no one can find the magician.
Townsend has time to develop.
"A month or two should be enough for Smaug to learn English."
"During this time, I also have to hurry up to acquire extraordinary characteristics and concentrate on the study of ancient magic."
Walking out of the office, Townsend clearly felt the difference in the atmosphere inside the castle.
The students are still unaware of what happened at the Leaky Cauldron, but in fact, they are still discussing the prophecy that Townsend had made in class yesterday, and whether or not the mysterious man had actually been resurrected.
Obviously, the students were divided into two factions, each arguing with each other, but with more and more facts supporting it, the disbelieving faction had become more and more exhausted, and inevitably, fear spread in the castle.
When Townsend stepped into the divination classroom, he could see the different expressions of the young wizards in the first grade.
"Professor Tang, did you really predict the resurrection of the mysterious man yesterday!"
One of the students asked eagerly.
"Divination, to be exact." Tang Sen said mildly: "I used a kind of divination technique called coin divination, and I think if there are students who have studied the textbook of the divination class, they should be able to have a certain understanding of coin divination. β
He saw the students' uneasiness and smiled, "Students, don't worry about the mysterious man, at least here, at Hogwarts, I will never tolerate anyone hurting you." β
His whole person exuded a warm temperament, which made the young first-graders can't help but be quiet.
"Just let the adults handle the affairs of the adults, your task is to study hard and have a wonderful school life."
He shook the roster and said, "Alright, let's start the class." β
The divination class ended smoothly, and for Town, it was obvious that he was able to deal with these eleven-year-old children, and it was not surprising that after the class, the little wizards' fear of the mysterious man had already turned into worship for the new divination professor.
This admiration continued to spread in the afternoon classes of the third-year students, and it was not until a week later, when Townsend had finished all of the week's divination lessons, that the atmosphere at Hogwarts had returned to normal.
Professor McGonagall, who was anxious about the matter, was impressed, and she was obviously aware of the important role that Townsend played in stabilizing the mood of the students, and was willing to make small talk with a smile on her face when she usually met.
As for Professor Umbridge, she was obviously deliberately avoiding Townson, not interfering or commenting on Townson's actions, and not even paying attention to the students who preached that Voldemort had returned, and her attention and energy were devoted to something else.
The rumors and thoughts about the magician in the Cauldron that have been circulating at Hogwarts Castle through various sources.
Umbridge resented such remarks, declaring that any young wizard who dared to talk about "magicians" in the castle would be severely punished. It has to be said that such a move is enough to be praised by the magician, and it is precisely because of her prohibition that these ideas circulate among the young wizards at a faster speed.
As a result, poor Mr. Harry Potter was locked up in Umbridge's office almost every night, and sometimes even Miss Hermione Granger, who had always been a good student, was not spared.
After all, they both grew up in Muggle families, and Hermione's parents were all Muggles, so they were better able to understand the "Internet" mentioned in a magician's remarks than any other wizard, and the psychology that Muggles might have.
However, Hermione was much calmer than Harry Potter's fanatical admiration for the Magician's mind, pointing out that the Magician's idea might be exaggerated and unrealistic, and that the other party had killed people, including Malfoy's father, who had been known by everyone the next day, and they hadn't seen Malfoy since that day.
So Hermione thinks that even if the magician's intentions are good, such methods are not really good, and are closer to those evil dark wizards.
Townsend didn't pay attention to the disturbances in Hogwarts, he hadn't been idle in the past few days except for classes, and half of the digestive potions that Professor Snape had concocted, so you could see how much he had eaten these days.
In addition, the research on ancient magic is also progressing steadily, but after all, Townsend does not have the slightest foundation in magic, and the progress in this aspect is a little slow, so far, Townsend has not been able to release even the simplest transformation, let alone those complex living transformations.
On this day, Townsend was in his office studying the Transfiguration of Ancient Magic, when there was a knock on the office door.
Tang Sen didn't show any surprise, in fact, there has been an endless stream of students who have come to the office to find him in the past few days, basically to ask Tang Sen to divinate for them, and there are even parents who entrust their children to come to Tang Sen.
Their requests for divination were very strange, and naturally, Townsend did not fully meet their requirements, except for a few demonstrations for some students who were really interested in divination and came to ask for advice, all other requests were rejected by Townsend with a gentle attitude.
Standing up, Townsend opened the door, and to his surprise, he saw Professor Snape standing in front of it.
"I was going to find you, Professor Snape." Tang Sen stepped out of the way and motioned for the other party to come in: "Your potion is very good, I hope to get more." β
Snape: "."
"What did you do with my potion?"
"Promotes digestion." Tang Sen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll pay." β
"It's not about money." Snape stood still and said, "I'm here to deliver Professor Dumbledore's invitation, he's waiting for you in the Headmaster's office." β
Townsend raised an eyebrow and said, "This is a surprise, what is Professor Dumbledore looking for me?" β
Snape grimaced and said, "Aren't you a soothsayer?" You should know better than I do. β
"No one is looking into the future all the time, I only care about things that bring danger." Townsend said, "Obviously, Professor Dumbledore's invitation is not within this scope. β
Snape didn't speak, just swung his steps away.
The smile on Townsen's face retracted, and he closed the office door and pondered for a moment.
Dumbledore's invitation was something he had expected, and after a period of brewing, the magician's fame has grown, although in various mainstream newspapers, this name is often associated with words such as murderer and dark wizard, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the other party already has a small number of supporters.
And as the first person to introduce the magician, and even guide Snape to meet with the other party, Professor Dumbledore naturally would not easily ignore it.
Townsend thought that the other party's invitation would be earlier, but now it seems that Dumbledore may be very busy these days.
Also, Voldemort had just rescued his die-hard Death Eaters from Azkaban, Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix was under even more pressure, and Fudge and Umbridge were increasingly frantically targeted, making the greatest white wizard of the century a bit overwhelmed.
Townsend raised his wrist and let the crystal pendant fall.
"Dumbledore will use the Dementor on me."
β.β
After meditating seven times, Tang Sen saw that the pendulum was slowly turning in a counterclockwise direction.
This did not reassure Townsend as he walked over to his desk, took out a blank piece of paper, and wrote a line on it.
"Dumbledore's intention to invite me to talk."
After reciting the line seven times in his mind, Townsend closed his eyes, leaned back, and entered the dream.
He could see an office with neatly hanging portraits of various activities on the wall, and a wooden stand in the corner, on which perched a fiery red phoenix with long tail feathers.
In the middle of the picture, Professor Dumbledore, dressed in a gray robe, is sitting in his chair, opposite Professor Snape, who is always dressed in black.
"I can confirm that Professor Tang was there on the day the magician appeared at the Leaky Cauldron Bar."
This is Professor Snape's voice.
Moreover, according to the news from those present, Professor Tang and the magician had a brief communication. He made a prophecy that corroborated what magicians said about the Internet. β
"Severus, do you have a different opinion about magicians now?" Dumbledore remained as calm as ever.
"I still think it's crazy." Snape grimaced and replied, "But he hides his madness for seemingly plausible reasons, and I have to say that he is much more dangerous than I thought." β
"Like I said before, Severus, thought is the scariest thing." Dumbledore flashed a look of remembrance: "Many years ago, there was also a man who thought a lot like a magician, except that he thought wizards should rule Muggles, and this magicianβ"
"His goal is to go further, he is trying to merge the wizarding world with Muggles to form a more brilliant civilization." Speaking of this slogan, Dumbledore paused, and then continued: "There is no doubt that the mind of the magician is more incendiary, because no one can deny that his original intentions are good, and the future he paints is even more beautiful. β
"I noticed." Snape's face became a little more ugly: "Unlike those who tried to change in the past, this man's mind can even incite those wizards with good natures, and there are already many young wizards who have begun to believe. I mean, even believing in this person, especially those half-bloods or Muggle-born wizards. β
"Among them is Mr. Potter, who has repeatedly expressed his vision of a civilization where magic and technology merge in public."
"Severus, you're keeping an eye on Harry as always." Dumbledore teased, then got back to the point, "What do you think we should think of magicians?" Enemy? Or friends? β
"At least not friends." Snape replied without hesitation: "I was the first to contact him, and I saw very clearly that this was a careerist, and if we didn't stop him, it might cause great disaster." β
Dumbledore nodded, and suddenly changed the subject: "What do you think of Professor Tang?" I've heard that the students love his classes. β
Snape looked thoughtful, and finally shook his head: "I still can't tell what this man's purpose is, whether it has anything to do with magicians. β
"But one thing is for sure, he won't be on the mystery man's side."
"Tom's behavior has been getting crazier lately." Dumbledore shook his head and said slowly, "He has taken control of the Dementors of Azkaban, and has the support of the giants, and now, they are in close contact with the various pure-blood families, and I think the day is not far off when he will stand on the table." β
"I'd love to stop him, but there's still some key information that I haven't figured out, and there's still an important part that hasn't been addressed. Severus, I have an idea. β
He stood up, walked up to Phoenix, rubbed Phoenix's feathers, and said, "Maybe we can use the power of the magician Judging from his current performance, he doesn't seem to be afraid of Tom, and besides, Tom will never agree with his philosophy, they have no basis for cooperation. β
Snape's face moved.
"Albus, you mean to provoke a fight between the magician and the mystery?"
"We need time." Dumbledore said, "We can't let either the magician or Tom achieve their goals until everything is ready. β
"But it's hard." Snape frowned, "Obviously, neither magicians nor mystery men are the type that can be manipulated, especially magicians. I'm pretty sure no one can shake his philosophy. β
"There's one person who can." Dumbledore said, "Our divination professor. β
He is not worth believing." Snape Road.
"I know, Severus." Dumbledore turned around, looked at Snape deeply, and said, "So, I need your help. β
Snape was stunned for a moment, and understood what Dumbledore meant, because the last time the other party spoke to him in such a demeanor, he asked to become an undercover agent on Voldemort's side.
He looked ridiculous and asked incredulously, "You want me. Follow a magician? I've been."
"I know, I know, Severus." Dumbledore said apologetically, "It's hard, but only you can do it, and only you can master the delicate balance between the three. β
"Severus, I believe in you."
β.β
Snape was silent for a long time before he asked, "Albus, if the magician defeats the mystery man. Although this is very unlikely, if it happens, will Harry Potter no longer have to face the mystery man? β
Dumbledore's movements paused for a moment, then he said, "We're going to do our best to keep Harry safe as always, aren't we?" β
"I'll try." Snape whispered.
"Thank you." Dumbledore said sincerely, "Next, please inform Professor Tang." β
"I need to talk to him."
The image vanished, and Townsend awoke from his dream divination.
He slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.
"Professor Dumbledore wants to play a big game."
He stood up, straightened the folds in his clothes, and walked out of the office.
"Looks like the conversation is going to be interesting."
I'm too lazy to score a medal today.
(End of chapter)