Destroy the authority of the Ministry of Magic? Destroy the order?

Dumbledore took a gentle step forward, as if a thick dark cloud had fallen from the sky, and the heavens and the earth seemed to have lost their light.

The pent-up fear rushed like a tide into everyone's hearts.

Fudge's forehead was already dripping with large drops of sweat, and he could even hear the sound of his teeth tapping up and down.

He subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away, but to his horror, he couldn't move, his suit, his shirt, his shoes, and even the air were resisting him.

Not just Fudge, everyone felt the same, and the indifference and mockery on Lucius's face had all turned into panic.

The high-end travel robe was like a guard, and it was firmly in his arms.

Kingsley's whole body was trembling, the muscles of his body tensed hard, against this force, the wand trembled slightly, and a dazzling spell had come to Dumbledore in an instant.

Dumbledore curled his fingers and flicked the spell away like a fly.

Kingsley, Fudge, and Lucius had completely forgotten about the struggle, and just stared blankly at Dumbledore.

This is the power of the first person in the wizarding world? Finger Playing Spells?

Although they knew that this was the existence that stood at the top of all wizards, they had never really seen Dumbledore's move.

Although legend has it that Dumbledore was able to keep Voldemort firmly in check, it is only a legend after all.

And Dumbledore was over a hundred years old.

What can an old man in his hundred do?

Fudge took it for granted that Dumbledore, though he had been strong, was already old and frail, and that the Ministry of Magic could arrest him at any time if it wanted to, even if it required a certain amount of casualties.

"Dumbledore, even if you can resist the Ministry of Magic on your own, you're doing a bad job in the wizarding world!

Think about it, everyone will use you as an example to think that they are strong enough to ignore the rules and ignore the Ministry of Magic.

The whole wizarding world is going to be a mess!

You. You.. What's the difference between you and the mystery man? ”

Just when Dumbledore's momentum was at its peak, Lucius finally couldn't hold back his fear and shouted desperately.

The air seemed to freeze into solidity at this moment, and everyone could really feel Dumbledore's fury like a volcanic eruption.

Hagrid didn't figure out what was going on until this point, and he roared and wanted to rush over and punch Lucius, his unkempt hair and beard shaking:

"Malfoy, you cunning old liar! How dare you compare Voldemort's kind to Dumbledore! ”

Like a fool, Fudge just watched Lucius yell.

Dumbledore didn't speak, just raised his hand slightly, and the other extreme pure-blood-born Auror beside Kingsley had just had time: "Ava."

The whole person was like being hit by a dragon, let out a violent scream, flew out with blood, bounced on the wall, and lay on the ground like a red-hot prawn, curling up and moaning in pain.

Fudge, Lucius, and Kingsley gasped neatly.

If it weren't for the crowd, we'd all get down on our knees and confess to Dumbledore, are you all full of in your head? Unforgivable Spell on Dumbledore?

The corners of Lucius's eyes twitched, and he only felt that the pressure coming from Dumbledore's body was getting stronger and stronger, and it was even like countless dense needles gradually piercing every inch of exposed skin.

Before facing the threat of death, he finally had a flash of inspiration and grasped the point:

"Dumbledore, you're old, even if you can stabilize the wizarding world, how many more years can you defend it?

The future of the wizarding world can only depend on the Ministry of Magic!

As long as the Ministry of Magic remains, order will be there! ”

It's like a bunch of cowardly rats throwing chains called rules at the Lion King and telling him to lock himself up.

The feeling of oppression on his back suddenly lessened a lot, and Dumbledore looked at the terrified three, and the chains that were invisibly thrown over.

Suddenly laughing, young figures seemed to appear in front of his eyes again.

That's the future of wizarding.

What would Zhang do if he was in this position today?

Dumbledore's mind suddenly turned in a completely unrelated direction.

He sighed softly, ignoring the rules, only abiding by his own rules and acting at the bottom line, although it sounded very pleasant, but after all, it was not suitable for himself who was too deeply involved in the wizarding world.

If I were alone and didn't have to worry about all these complicated things, then it would be nice to live like this, right?

It's a pity that there are no ifs

He picked up the chains and slowly slipped them around his body, round and round, layer after layer.

I'm Albus Percival Woolfrick Brian Dumbledore.

He locked his feet.

He is the headmaster of the young wizards, the president of the International Federation of Wizards, the chief of the Wizengamot, and the guardian of order.

Locked his hands.

I am the grave keeper of the old times and should be buried with the old order.

But he held the key in the palm of his hand.

Dumbledore turned around slowly, and the terrifying sense of oppression and stagnation suddenly dissipated.

The three of them gasped for breath as if they had just been fished out of the water.

"If the board wants me to go, Lucius, of course I'll give up my seat." Dumbledore seemed to understand something, and said in a relaxed tone.

Lucius was stunned, after the scene just now, he thought that his plan had failed, but this situation made him scratch his head for a while.

Ignoring Lucius, who was standing there with a stiff face, Dumbledore turned to Fudge, this time his voice was still faint, soft, but with a cold heart.

"Fudge - Minister."

Connelly seemed to have been whipped suddenly, and shuddered:

"Yes, yes, what's wrong?"

Dumbledore walked over to Hagrid's side:

"You can take Hagrid to investigate in order to control the situation, it's your right, but. You don't have the right to put him in Azkaban, you know?

As Hagrid's defender, I asked him to enjoy all the rights of normal questioning, including a comfortable private room, rest, and food

Otherwise, I'll go to your office in person and talk about it. What are the rules! ”

Fudge swallowed hard and nodded slowly, even if Dumbledore was going to be Minister of Magic now, he would only nod his head in agreement.

Hagrid hung his head beside him, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand from time to time.

"Professor, you can't leave, if you do, the little wizard will soon have no way to live, and maybe someone will die soon."

Dumbledore patted Hagrid's waist and said gently:

"It'll be fine, Hagrid. I will only leave when people don't need me anymore.

At Hogwarts, those who ask for help are always available. ”

Zhang Xiao stood on the edge of the school wall, dressed in invisibility, and opened the map of the living spots.

In the huge castle shown in ink, a large mass of names is densely overlapped, in the position of the auditorium.

In addition, there were also two-person names walking back and forth in the castle, and Zhang Xiao saw familiar names such as Flitwick, McGonagall, and Snape.

This is the professors patrolling the castle.

What about Dumbledore?

Zhang Xiao looked around and didn't find Dumbledore's name, he wasn't at school at this time?

He sighed softly, in fact, his purpose from beginning to end was a diary, as the only Horcrux that could communicate, as long as it was operated properly, it could even pick up a lot of Voldemort's wool.

At least Zhang Xiao uses the diary as a point reader, as for the spiritual corruption brought about by black magic?

Just kidding, why could Professor Snape climb out of the abyss of the dark arts?

Because of love? Nothing! It's because of the temple of thinking! Learning black magic there allows you to keep an eye on your subconscious changes.

Besides, Sister Bird is not a vegetarian, and now she doesn't need Sister Bird to stabilize her mind, helping to wake up is not a matter for Sister Bird at all!

Therefore, Zhang Xiao has always taken obtaining a diary as her first goal.

If you just want to remind Dumbledore that the monster in Dumbledore's school is a basilisk, there are too many ways.

Zhang Xiao thought wildly, her eyes staring at the map of the living point, wanting to see something from it.

At this moment, a new name gradually appeared on the edge of the map.

Lucius Malfoy.

Lucius? What is he doing here? Zhang Xiao looked at Lucius's name in surprise and walked in the direction of the school with footprints.

His gaze turned away from Lucius's name, and suddenly he moved back again, staring at him deadly.

In fact, it all started with Lucius.

Zhang Xiao's heart struggled violently, his five fingers clenched and relaxed, if he knew directly from Lucius where the diary had gone

Is everything working out?

Something will be exposed for this, is it worth it?

Zhang Xiao kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm her chaotic thoughts.

But I've been secretly investigating, isn't it just to keep something from being exposed?

Ask directly, everything you did before became a joke.

Why don't you just find Lucius in the bookstore and ask for clarification.

Zhang Xiao pondered for a while, and finally made a decision, he discerned the direction, and a faint golden light appeared on his body, and he quickly swept forward.

Lucius moved his stiff legs, and even though ten minutes had passed, Dumbledore's shadow seemed to last a lifetime.

He will never forget that fear and oppression, not even inferior to Voldemort, it should be said that the fear brought by Voldemort comes more from his ruthless methods.

But Dumbledore brought pure fear, like the fear of being taken by his father to watch a dragon training show when he was a child, and when he faced the dragon before he went to school, he faced the dragon.

"Damn it!" Lucius lowered his head and pressed his trembling hand, the snake staff became a real staff at the moment, and without its help, Lucius even doubted whether he would be able to stand firmly.

But he couldn't leave, and he had to tell Draco to hide carefully, even though the journal promised not to attack Slytherin.

But it was clear that something had gone wrong, and more than one Slytherin student had been attacked.

It was precisely because of this that the people who participated in the secret meeting could not help but be afraid and worried.

Is it because he has been slow to move and made the Dark Lord angry?

Attacking a Slytherin student is a way to express displeasure?

No one dared to confirm it, but under their pressure, Lucius could only hurry over and complete his mission.

His heart was filled with helplessness and panic, and he even unconsciously remembered the several conversations Draco had had with him during the summer vacation.

"Dad, it's impossible to stand by the river without getting your shoes wet.

Betting on both sides is not going to end well, times have changed, and if we want to continue the glory of the family, we must find a real way out and throw in it.

How is it possible to rely on speculation instead of paying? ”

So. Is the Malfoy family's creed no longer applicable?

Lucius thought distraughtly, for the moment before, he felt like a sandwich in a sandwich that made him feel tormented and haggard, whether it was the Dark Lord or Dumbledore.

Let's talk to Draco again, listen to his thoughts, it's time to have his own ideas now.

At this moment, a slightly immature voice came:

"Mr. Malfoy, please wait a moment."

Zhang Xiao uncovered the invisibility cloak, put it into the Qiankun bag, looked at the surprised Lucius, and asked politely:

"Mr. Malfoy, do you have time to talk?"

Lucius pulled out a stiff smile, trying not to lose his demeanor because of the fear he had just had.

"Zhang, I'm afraid I don't have time to chat with you right now, well--uncle has to deal with some things that only adults can participate in—as a child.

Why don't you stay in school and be with Draco? As far as I know, it's not peaceful right now, and it's likely to be dangerous to wander outside. ”

With that, he took a step and was about to leave.

Zhang Xiao ignored Lucius's attitude of adults and children not to participate, but said to herself:

"The Chamber of Secrets - the attacker's message mentions the Chamber of Secrets."

Lucius stopped, standing still.

"I'm interested in the Chamber of Secrets, of course, as a Slytherin, who wouldn't be interested in a Slytherin Room?"

He walked not far from Lucius, and said as if talking to himself:

"I've looked up a lot of stuff and happened to learn something, Mr. Malfoy, do you know what I've found?"

The corners of Lucius's mouth twitched twice, and he smiled dryly:

"Zhang, I'm leaving, you won't understand the affairs of adults, I have to leave."

Then he closed his mouth tightly, shook his cane, and strode forward, ignoring Zhang Xiao.

Then, he heard Zhang Xiao's faint voice behind him:

"So- I want to know, what did the Dark Lord give you to open the Chamber of Secrets?"

Lucius suddenly changed color.

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

This chapter was deleted and rewritten later.,It was originally a direct question.,After thinking about it for a long time, it doesn't feel appropriate.,OOC.

ps: Cheeky to ask for a monthly pass

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