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"Crazy?" Hermione's first thought was whether Voldemort had gone mad. But when she thought of the news from the Daily Prophet just now, she understood a little more.

But this is still shocking news.

Because

"He's going to drag the whole world into war."

"Maybe that's what Voldemort was for." Owen calmly analyzed, his eyes sharp and profound, "He wants to create panic and chaos to completely break the wizarding world and the Muggle world, and let pure-blood and Muggle blood break up, so as to establish a ruling order of pure-blood wizards." ”

Hermione and Owen glanced at each other, both seeing worry in each other's eyes. They knew that Voldemort's ambitions had never changed, but as the world grew more and more chaotic, Owen didn't expect Voldemort to be so desperate to achieve his goals!

Harry also saw the contents of the letter.

His expression immediately became serious.

"So what are we going to do?" He asked nervously.

Owen looked up and looked at the group steadfastly, "We need to get this to Professor Dumbledore right away. The president of his federation, if he immediately sent a message to the ministries of magic to protect the Muggle heads of various countries, he might be able to restore or even repair the relationship between Muggles and wizards. ”

Hermione nodded in agreement, "That's right, we need Professor Dumbledore to deal with this crisis. ”

Harry thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

So, they immediately got up and prepared to go to Professor Dumbledore's office.

In a panic, everyone rushed out of the auditorium like crazy horses.

Hurried towards the entrance of the principal's office.

Without any obstruction, several people passed directly through the stone beast and ascended the automatic spiral staircase behind the stone beast.

At the top of the staircase is the office door, a gleaming oak door.

However, the little wizards at this moment were not in the mood to appreciate it, they just wanted to quickly push open the door and break in.

But when they pushed the door, they found that the oak door was closed.

"What's going on?" Hermione frowned, and she tried to push a few times, but nothing happened.

"Looks like Professor Dumbledore isn't in the office, or he doesn't want to be disturbed." Owen said in a deep voice.

"Such a critical time!" Hermione said anxiously.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps from under the spiral staircase.

The young wizards immediately turned vigilantly, only to see a figure in black robes hurrying towards them. When they saw the faces of the visitors, they couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Snape?" Harry exclaimed in surprise.

"Professor, Pote! It's really uneducated, Gryffindor deducts ten points! Professor Snape's face was gloomy, as if preoccupied. He glanced at a few people, then stopped, looking at them with a complicated look.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, his voice low and serious.

"We're looking for Professor Dumbledore." Owen replied directly.

Snape was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly, "Professor Dumbledore is meeting with the Minister of Magic!" ”

Hermione and Owen looked at each other, a flash of surprise in their eyes. At this time, the Minister of Magic came to see Professor Dumbledore in person?

Did the other party perceive something?

"Did Rufus Scrimgeour come to see Professor Dumbledore because of Voldemort?" Harry asked.

Hearing this, Snape's face immediately became even more gloomy, "That's not something you should care about, Broken. You"

"That's right." Owen interrupted him, "The things we were going to report to Professor Dumbledore were also related to Scrimgeour. ”

Professor Snape frowned, as if surprised by their words. He gave them a deep look, as if weighing something.

"Is there anything important you have to report to Professor Dumbledore?" There was a hint of doubt and disdain in his voice.

"About our dear Tom, of course!" Owen said with a smirk.

Hearing this, Snape's expression became more serious.

Immediately, he stopped talking, but stretched out his wand.

Knocked on the oak door a few times.

It feels a bit like the wall leading to Diagon Alley after the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

Then I heard a 'click'.

The oak door opened.

Several people pushed the door open.

in the room.

Professor Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, juggling a lot of paperwork.

Minister of Magic, Rufus Scrimgeur, stood at the foot of the stairs not far from him.

Both stopped talking at the same time.

Look at the door. Seriousness and doubts were written all over his face.

Professor Snape stood aside, his gaze sweeping over Harry, Hermione, and Owen before turning to Dumbledore.

"Professor!"

Hermione was the first to speak.

"Something's wrong."

"Speak slowly, Miss Granger. What's going on? ”

Dumbledore motioned for them to sit down.

The gentle tone was mixed with endless exhaustion.

Owen walked over and handed Dumbledore the letter that Bella had passed over.

"News from the big dog's cousin."

Dumbledore accepted the letter as usual.

Just a glance.

His expression became solemn.

"Combined with his previous behavior, I think there is a great possibility that the message is accurate." Owen continued.

"I know, I know." Dumbledore muttered, his forehead furrowed.

He slowly got up and walked down the stairs.

The dim light in the room pulled his back to the elder.

"This is an unprecedented crisis." He said

On the wall of the principal's office, the portraits of the principals of the past who were sleepy but secretly squinting suddenly calmed down.

They whispered to each other, apparently with a portrait of the letter that Bella had just delivered.

"What's going on?" Rufus Scrimgeour said coldly.

He had come to discuss with Dumbledore about the wizard who had been killed by the Muggles.

The news sent a stir through the wizarding world.

The Ministry of Magic must give an attitude.

That's when Owen took notice of the new Minister of Magic, Rufus Scrimgeur.

Honestly, they've seen it before.

The 'Auror' minister with brown hair, bushy eyebrows, and gold-rimmed glasses with piercing eyes resembling an old lion.

It doesn't feel the same as the previous two ministers.

Fudge doesn't need to say much, like a slick bureaucrat.

Barty Crouch is a political official who has been in politics for many years.

Rufus is different, he looks sharp, tough, and does not have the greasy feeling of a civil official.

Owen knew the man.

Since he joined the Ministry of Magic, he has entered the Auror Office, and most of his life has been devoted to dealing with dark wizards, so he will never underestimate Voldemort's power or take chances.

"Tom could attack the heads of Muggles in Europe." Dumbledore spoke calmly.

But it was no less than a bolt from the blue for Rufus Scrimgeur.

"What!" His eyes widened and he looked at Dumbledore in shock.

"Is the information reliable?" He immediately added.

"Credible." Dumbledore said briefly.

"This"

Rufus Scrimgeur's face turned pale in an instant, he was clearly shocked by the news, as the head of the Aurors' office, he knew the horror and danger of Voldemort. If Voldemort did start attacking Muggle heads, it would be an unimaginable disaster.

This would inevitably lead to an all-out war between Muggles and wizards.

Or even rewind the whole world to the dark ages of the Middle Ages.

"We need to act now!" He said eagerly, "Immediately contact the ministries of magic in Europe and ask them to organize manpower, as well as federations, to ask for help from the ministries of magic on other continents to reinforce us." ”

At this time, the wizard who was killed by the Muggles was instantly unimportant to Rufus Scrimgeur.

A dark wizard is just a dead man.

It's just that the Ministry of Magic is incompetent.

But if Voldemort is allowed to attack European leaders, then Merlin is on top – and perhaps the world will come to an unpredictable end.

Dumbledore nodded in agreement. "Yes, we have to act now." "But what we need most so far is the need for his plan of action in order to develop an effective response," he said. ”

The old headmaster's blue eyes fell on Snape, who had been standing in the corner.

The other party understood, nodded, and strode out of the principal's office.

"Intelligence, intelligence!" Rufus Scrimgeour took a deep breath and suppressed the anxiety in his heart, "Where did we get the information about the mysterious man?" ”

He looked at Dumbledore.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed—"Are you—"

"No, Rufus. I don't know everything. Dumbledore shook his head, it wasn't that he didn't trust Rufus Scrimgeour enough, but that the other party was not under his eyelids, maybe he would be caught by Voldemort that day, and Occlumency might be able to resist others peeping into his secrets, but what about the [Pretender] directly encroaching on the soul and body?

And brutal physical torture - he can't create risks.

"Now, it's time for you to return to the Ministry of Magic and make a plan to protect Mr. Prime Minister."

He ordered the eviction.

Rufus Scrimgeour naturally listened.

A hint of displeasure flashed across his face.

It was immediately clear why Barty Crouch and Fudge had finally parted ways with Dumbledore.

This old man has never regarded them as 'his own people', information is not shared, they are like blind and deaf!

It's just a tool he uses to implement the plan.

This would be intolerable for any Minister of Magic who wanted to take power.

But.

Rufus Scrimgeour didn't say a word, but walked straight to the fireplace in his office, where the Ministry of Magic's Floo network was connected.

One last look at Dumbledore and his children.

In a burst of green fire, Rufus Scrimgeour left the place.

— But— after all, in this stormy age, this legendary wizard is needed.

There was nothing he could do about it.

"Owen, do you have any ideas?" After Rufus Scrimgeour left, Dumbledore asked the headmasters of the walls.

"No idea." Owen put it bluntly, "Our actions are doomed to be futile." ”

"No matter how tightly guarded, there are definitely not enough people. Maybe it can protect a few, but in so many countries in Europe, there will definitely be leaders who are not well protected and are exploited by the Death Eaters. ”

"I just can't figure it out, why would he do that?" Owen frowned slightly, "To avenge your subordinates?" ”

The Dark Wizard who was killed by Muggles.

"I'm afraid no one will believe it."

"Why is that? To enslave Muggles? ”

"It doesn't make sense, if it's enslaving Muggles, it's much safer to control them secretly than to kill them. Voldemort shouldn't have done such a thing in any way. This is not in his interest. ”

"Maybe it's not his will?" Dumbledore spoke suddenly.

"Not him?" Owen rubbed his chin, "Could it be an outer god?" ”

"The Outer Gods do have the ability to drain souls to strengthen themselves, whether it's the Pretender ritual we met in Egypt before, or the mad attacks of the Dead and Muggles alike, or even—Dementors."

"It's possible." Dumbledore said. "If it's really the outer gods who are behind the scenes, then things are much more complicated than we think."

"We still have too little information right now." Owen said. "If."

"What! Do you want our Black children to pry that damn half-blood bastard open for themselves? At this moment, a portrait of the headmaster suddenly exploded on the wall, and Owen looked up to see that it was Phineas Nigelus Black, who seemed to be a very intelligent wizard with black hair and dark eyes. The eyebrows are sparse and he has a goatee.

He was also Sirius' grandfather.

"No, no, no." Owen said blandly, "Compared to the blood feud on her hands, I don't think this kind of ending is a bad thing." ”

"Damn Rozier boy, what are you talking about!"

"All right, Phineas! Don't be angry with a child. Another headmaster spoke.

Headmaster Armando Duppet looked at Owen and said, "But, I don't think that Black junior can get anything out of Voldemort's mouth again." ”

"What's that for you to call that?" Phineas yelled at Principal Armando Duppet, "Do you think that noble Blake is a tool? Throw it away when it's finished, dead or alive! ”

"I've never felt that way." Principal Armando Duppet said calmly.

"You have!" Phineas was furious, "Look, my unproductive great-grandson, that fool, the mess that Dumbledore played around, and the three sisters. One of them turned out to be married to a mudblood! Merlin is on top, is the Black family dying? ”

"Enough, Phineas!" Another portrait came with an angry voice, "I just heard some disgusting word come out of your mouth." ”

"Dalice! We should have voted to move this pure-blood out of the principal's office. ”

"That's right, I agree."

"Agreed."

"Agreed!"

All of a sudden, Sirius's grandfather was furious, and in an instant the entire office was in denouncing him.

"I'm the headmaster! The rightful Headmaster of Hogwarts, you have no right to do this! Phineas angrily rebuked the many headmasters, engaging in a war of words with them.

"Noble Blake."

"Alright." Owen, who was distraught by the noise, roared violently, "What noble Blake, the race is about to be destroyed, and there is still nobility!" ”

"It's better to think about how to let your great-grandchildren give birth to offspring."

"He doesn't really like men, does he?"

“.”

Harry snapped out of the abyss of crisis and looked at Owen with a blank face.

Wait - what did he just say?

"Boy, what did you say?" Phineas stared at Owen with wide eyes, like a lion.

"Behind your ears? Portraits will also be behind the ears? Owen gave him a disgusted look. Then he said, "Come on, don't cry about your Blake here." Black's demise was a matter of time and necessity, and perhaps Voldemort's upheaval of the Muggle world was not a bad thing. There are always two sides to the story. ”

"What do you mean, you kid make it clear."

"Clear?"

"How clear do you need me to say?" Owen raised an eyebrow, "How about a twelve-inch paper?" ”

"It's stupid."

"No wonder it goes from one failure to another."

"Alright, okay! Anyway, we don't know what Voldemort's plan was, so let's talk about something else. The principals also helped me with my questions. ”

"What?" A large group of headmasters looked at the boy.

Owen, on the other hand, calmly came to the center of the office and found a chair to sit down.

Then he slowly spoke: "Voldemort attacked the countries of Europe.

We have no more than two options, the first is resistance.

Needless to say.

The second is to join.

Of course—don't rush to retort, I don't mean joining the Death Eaters, but joining the larger proposition of destroying or leading Muggle civilization.

Don't feel like I'm alarmist.

After a few days, or a week, a Muggle that was completely hostile to wizards became a problem that we had to solve.

From a peacekeeping point of view, Voldemort's methods cannot be said to be right, but they are indeed useful.

After all, you've tried to restore the Magic Dynasty in your history—and this chaotic situation is just the right opportunity. ”

“.”

Hearing Owen's words, most of the principals showed puzzled expressions.

There were only a few of the hundreds of portraits, and there was a little surprise on his face.

"You noticed?" Suddenly, to the right of the highest ceiling in the entire office, a voice came from a portrait.

It was a very old, old wizard.

Owen had seen it, in Voldemort's cave, in that Divine Tower.

Principal Dexter.

One of the oldest Hogwarts Headmasters.

His student days were at least a thousand years before Ms. Hufflepuff was headmaster.

"I saw it very early." Owen pronounced the word heavily, "Principal Dexter, you're also involved?" ”

"As a principal, I have a responsibility to advise the current principal."

"Owen—" Hermione came to him, "what are you talking about?" ”

"A little bit of wizarding history." Owen shrugged and said, "I'll tell you later." ”

"You just need to know that the History of Magic can't be trusted.

To truly understand the history of wizarding in England, you need to look at the history of Muggles in England and the general history of continental Europe.

To put it simply, since the fall of King Arthur's Camelot dynasty, English wizards have been constantly trying to re-establish a magical dynasty.

(End of chapter)