In the middle of the night, the moonlight and the sound of waves crashing against the cliff shore have accompanied Hogwarts Castle for thousands of years, and the first week of school is about to end, and the energetic young wizards have passed the initial excitement, and tonight, except for the clanging armor in the castle, the occasional sleepless portrait whispering, and the usual Peeves patrolling the territory, there is a quiet and peaceful.

"You know who that person is, right?"

In front of the two ugly stone monsters on the eighth floor, Professor Snape asked Dumbledore with a blank face.

"What caused you to have such a misunderstanding, Severus?"

Dumbledore shook his old face in surprise, his waist-length beard shining silver in the moonlight through the window, and his eyes looked innocent.

Snape moved his thin lips and didn't ask another word, but turned and walked away.

In the past, maybe he would have had a good fight with Dumbledore, but today his emotions went through a fierce turmoil, and after confirming that the dark wizard was not Sirius Black, he didn't want to pay attention to it anymore, even if the dark wizard caused a lot of trouble for Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic.

Dumbledore stood still, staring at Snape as he was rapidly leaving, until his back disappeared around the corner of the hallway, then he lowered his silver brow and walked into his office.

Fawkes, who had rarely had a lot of activity, had fallen asleep perched on a golden branch in the brazier, and Dumbledore leaned back in his office chair, his slender fingers crossed on his desk, staring silently at the portraits of the previous Hogwarts Headmasters hanging on the wall.

They should have been asleep at this time, as they normally would, but tonight, none of them were asleep, and they remained quietly in their frames, all focused on the empty frame behind Armando Dupet.

The wait was incomparably long, and the former Headmasters couldn't stand the loneliness, whispering to each other, and Dumbledore had always maintained an admirable patience with the only living person in this office.

"It's confirmed, Dumbledore!"

At last, the original owner of the empty frame returned, and before anyone could ask, it said in a cheerful voice,

"No, for all this time, there has been nothing alive in Black's old mansion except for an old house-elf, and my clever great-grandson has not been back."

"Clever?!"

The portrait of Armando Dippet says in a very stiff voice, "Headmaster Black, I suppose you must know that your 'clever great-grandson' is a dirty, smelly traitor, right?" ”

Armando Dippert's naked taunt stabbed the hornet's nest, and Phineas immediately shouted loudly!

It flicked its goatee and rushed into the portrait of Duppert to argue with him, shouting something like 'noble Black family,' 'Wizengamot must have been mistaken,' 'that kid is innocent,' 'you're targeting,' and if it hadn't been for Ms. Lady's Derwent grabbing the two in time, there might have been a good headmaster battle in the office.

Tuk, Tuk--

"Please be quiet, guys, I can't let this historic office fall into my hands."

Dumbledore tapped his fingers on the table and said calmly.

The Hogwarts Headmaster's orders had a strong binding effect on the portraits, and with Dumbledore's interference, the portraits returned to their frames, with the portraits of Armando Duppet and Phineas Black next to each other, but they each looked in different directions and ignored each other.

Even after her death, Ms. Dalic, who still has a high prestige, asked the crucial question on behalf of all the principals,

"Surely you know what the kid was trying to do in Black's house, Albus?"

"Oh, this question--"

Dumbledore took off the half-moon frame on his nose and smiled helplessly as he rubbed his eyebrows slightly, "There are some speculations, and I think my guesses are very close to the truth. ”

"What is it?" Ms. Dalis asked.

"It doesn't matter, Dalyse--" Dumbledore leaned back in his chair and said tiredly, "The important thing is that he did." ”

The topic of Amosta Blaine had obviously been discussed more than once in the office, and the portraitists knew how much Albus Dumbledore valued the young man, and their hearts were clouded by the sight of Amosta once again making an almost 'crazy' move.

"Speaking of--"

Lady Dalyse hesitated benevolently, "Could it be a mistake, Albus, according to you, the dark wizard hid his magic well... Maybe, I mean, you have to admit that everybody has a time when they get an eye, right? ”

"I don't have to look or magic to recognize who a person is, Dalys--"

Dumbledore's blue eyes gleamed as he said gently.

The office fell silent again, and according to the opinion of the majority of the headmasters, they all thought that Dumbledore should send Amosta to Azkaban..., but in reality, they all knew that even with the Dementor guard, Azkaban probably couldn't control a wizard of this level.

"Sin is sin, Albus."

Armando Dippet said strongly, "We should nip the evil in the bud while we are still able to do so, Albus, if Azkaban can't keep that unruly little cub in check, then you should kill him directly!" ”

"I can see it!"

Principal Dupet's suggestion immediately detonated Phineas, who foamed at Dupet,

"You're just jealous, aren't you, jealous that the great Slytherin House has produced another outstanding genius, and you want to destroy him!"

Principal Black's defense was too widespread, and many headmasters stood up to blame Slytherin, and Armando Dippet hit the nail on the head.

"The great Slytherin house? Hmph, I don't think you forgot how much panic the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets caused at Hogwarts last year! ”

"The Chamber of Secrets isn't that simple!" Phineas competed against each other,

"Albus has told us that there is nothing wrong with that chamber, and to be honest, I am immensely grateful to Amosta Blaine for washing away a slander against Salazar Slytherin himself that has been circulating in the wizarding world for thousands of years, and that Slytherin himself left the Chamber of Secrets and Basilisk for a purpose, not to slaughter the school's little wizards!"

Phineas's statement was the result of a joint discussion and did not represent his own opinion, so Armando Duppet did not refute it, but remained silent.

As if he had won a holy war, Phineas puffed out his chest, looked at Albus Dumbledore with sparkling eyes, and said proudly,

"Would you like to hear my opinion, Albus, about Amosta Blaine?"

"I'm looking forward to hearing your insights, Phineas," Dumbledore said with a genuine smile, "and your wisdom will show us the way. ”

Phineas, who was lifted up by Dumbledore, was in high spirits, and in a trance, he seemed to return to the days when he was the current headmaster of Hogwarts and held great power, and he glanced haughtily at Armando Duppet, who was also looking coldly at him, and cleared his throat,

"First of all, there's a question that needs to be answered honestly, Albus--"

After receiving a nod from Dumbledore in response, Phineas Black's small eyes shone shrewdly,

"To this day, Albus, can you still deal with Amosta Blaine?"



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