svetikya Chapter 109 Who is the Oriole?
Chapter 109 Who is the Oriole?
"Since when did you start listening to the Ministry of Magic?".
Hearing the sound, Dumbledore was suddenly startled.
He never thought that Professor McGonagall would suddenly appear here and say these words.
...
Immediately, he frowned, and at a moment that was difficult for others to detect, a trace of loneliness flashed in Dumbledore's eyes.
Since when?
Maybe it started in 1927...
That afternoon, after he received from Newt the blood pact between him and another person...
"Minerva..." The old principal didn't know how to say it.
Rationally speaking, the relationship between the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts is now very tense, and he should make concessions in order to ease the relationship between the two parties.
After all, everyone knows that Fudge is already a grasshopper after autumn and won't be able to jump around for much longer.
He will only be out of office for half a year at most.
When the next Minister of Magic comes to power, Shinto Masato will definitely invite him back before making a distinction.
But this is only rational.
Emotionally speaking, Dumbledore didn't do anything wrong in this matter.Even because he was in the middle of signing the bridge, there was the first arrest of Jin Cangshui.
Otherwise, based on the relationship between Fudge and Mr. Harker, they would never cooperate.
It can be said that from a macro perspective, he is not only right, but actually the hero.
Because he could have ignored this matter. He was the Headmaster of Hogwarts, not the Minister of Magic.There is no need to worry about the stability of the wizarding world.
This is not his responsibility.
If Dumbledore was more selfish, he could ignore even Voldemort's affairs.
If terrorists appear in a society, shouldn't this be the responsibility of the Ministry of Magic?He is just a principal.
The principal of a magic school.
There was absolutely no need for him to get involved in outside affairs. With Dumbledore's ability as the greatest white wizard, if he only stuck to Hogwarts, no matter how rampant Voldemort was, he would not be able to break through this castle that had been passed down for thousands of years.
but...
He can't, just like decades ago.
...
Professor McGonagall did not see Principal Dumbledore's moment of loneliness, and just said bluntly: "Hogwarts is not a hat or clothes or shoes. The Ministry of Magic cannot decide who becomes its principal."
Her tone was calm, but with an unquestionable meaning: "You know this very well. We all know it."
Yes, Dumbledore knew that.
That castle is alive.
Every brick and tile is filled with magic and thoughts from the past.
Only wizards recognized by the Headmaster's Office can become the Headmaster of Hogwarts.
This does not mean that anyone appointed by the Ministry of Magic can do it.
In fact, the Ministry of Magic never assigned anyone.
It has been a tradition for many years to appoint the next principal before the previous principal retires.
The Ministry of Magic is, at best, an executive branch in this process.
Decades ago, during the Chamber of Secrets incident, a young wizard lost his life. Armando Dippet, then the principal of Hogwarts, was not dismissed from his post. Instead, he remained the principal until his retirement.
Now that the Ministry of Magic and the school board have driven away Dumbledore so easily, this really makes some wizards who are loyal to this tradition angry.
But at this moment, there was a noise under Dumbledore's robe.
"Oh!"
The sound of something breaking.
Dumbledore frowned and quickly took out a broken silver necklace from his pocket.
The pendant of the necklace is a red gemstone.
Incomparably bright red.
It's just that it has been broken into several pieces at this time.
Suddenly, the old principal's face changed suddenly, and his surroundings suddenly distorted. Amid the surprised expressions of others, he suddenly transformed and left.
...
Let's drag the time back half an hour.
In the lower room on the fourth floor of Hogwarts, Anthony and the others have passed two levels.
What appeared in front of them at this time were two flames of different colors.
A black flame blocked the door going forward, and a purple flame blocked the way behind them, and they were trapped in the middle.
"Oh! Look, it's not magic this time, but reasoning."
The man in black robe held up the parchment next to seven bottles of different shapes on a table in front of him.
"Can you untie it?" the man asked.
Hearing this, Jin Cangshui glanced at the parchment.
After a moment of silence, he said: "The potion in the smallest bottle can make people go through black flames, and the potion in the round bottle can make people go back through purple flames."
This is not good news.
Because Jin Cangshui had noticed that there was only one mouthful left in the bottle of potion that could allow them to move forward.
According to what those little guys said, someone should be rushing ahead of them.
The man in black robe also discovered this.
Both of them couldn't help but feel a little wary.
"Can it be cracked?" the man asked.
"Yes, but it's very troublesome. If you force it to be cracked, there will be a lot of noise. It may attract other people," Jin Cangshui said calmly, and then finally glanced at the man beside him.
"But we don't have to go in."
"What's the meaning."
"These mechanisms cannot always exist. I think that as long as someone gets the things inside, they will disappear automatically." Jin Cangshui looked around and said: "We can wait here. No matter who gets it, they will be safe in this castle." He cannot apparate away, so he must retrace his steps."
"What if the guy inside can't get it?" the man asked.
"Can't get it?" Jin Cangshui chuckled under the mask: "If the guy inside can't get it, then what confidence do you have that we can get it?"
This sentence caused the man to fall into a brief silence.
Unlike Jin Cangshui's idea of giving it a try, he, or in other words, the people behind him, had already paid too much for the information on the Sorcerer's Stone.
Especially when his identity was revealed.
Do you want to know how much time and cost it takes to install such a hidden weapon near Hogwarts?
If you return without success, years of hard work will be in vain.
Seeing the face of the man next to him getting worse and worse, a sneer formed on the corner of Jin Cangshui's mouth under the mask.
Of course she was telling lies.
This flame mechanism is indeed exquisite, but it is not difficult for her to pass safely.
That teacher of hers.
Qingqiu had taught them a certain magic spell.
But, this doesn't mean that she has to tell that guy everything without reservation.
They are not friends...
"Maybe we should find someone to go in and take a look." At this time, the man on the side suddenly said.
Finally, his voice was no longer full of soft and carefree words.
But full of fear.
Not only for the guy who got there first, but also for the woman next to him.
"Okay." After saying that, Jin Cangshui picked up the bottle of magic potion that was placed on the table.