HP Approaches the Magical World

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"I—no—good—"

Fudge said angrily, and looked around, as if hoping someone could tell him what to do.

Seeing that no one was going to give him advice, he said, "Very good—Dlex! Williamson! Go down, go to the Department of Mystery and have a look, Dumbledore, you—tell me what—magic Brother fountain-what's the matter?"

He added to his complaining tone. He stared at the floor around him, and the fragments of the statues of the wizard and the horseman were scattered on the ground.

"After I send Harry back to Hogwarts, we can talk about this again."

"Harry—Harry Potter?"

Fudge turned his head and stared at Harry, who was still standing against the wall next to the fallen statue, which had been protecting Harry while Dumbledore was fighting Voldemort.

"He—here?"

Fudge asked, glaring at Harry, "Why—what is going on?"

"I will explain everything," Dumbledore said. "When Harry returns to school."

He left the pool, walked to the head of the Golden Wizard, pointed his wand at it and said silently, "Mentos."

The head glowed with blue light and shook the floor with a very loud sound. After a few seconds, it was motionless again.

"I see, Dumbledore!"

Fudge said, Dumbledore picked up the head, took it and walked back to Harry, "You are not authorized to use the door key! You can't do it openly in front of the Ministry of Magic, you—you— —"

Dumbledore looked at Fudge domineeringly from above his half-moon glasses, and he immediately became stammered.

"You are going to send an order for Dolores Umbridge to leave Hogwarts."

Dumbledore said, "You are going to tell your Auror to stop investigating my Protecting Magical Creatures teacher and let him return to work.

I want to give it to you. "

Dumbledore took a watch with twelve hands from his pocket and glanced at it.

"Tonight, I can spare half an hour. I think we can talk about all the key issues that happened here.

Then I have to go back to my school.

If you need more help from me, instead of coming to Hogwarts to find me, it is better to write to me and indicate that the principal accepts it. "

Fudge's eyes had never been so wide, his mouth was open, and his round face flushed under his tousled gray hair.

"I—you—"

Dumbledore turned around and ignored him.

"Take this door key, Harry."

He passed the head of the statue, and Harry put his hand on it, not thinking about what to do next or where to go.

"We should see you in half an hour."

Dumbledore said softly, "One, two, three."

Harry had a familiar feeling, and a hook jerked behind his belly button.

The shiny wooden floor disappeared from under his feet; the main hall, Fudge, and Dumbledore disappeared, and he was flying forward in a whirlwind of color and sound.

Harry's feet landed on solid ground; the knees were slightly bent, and the golden wizard's head fell to the floor with a thump.

He looked around and found himself in Dumbledore's office.

During the days when the principal left, everything here seemed to have repaired itself.

Those exquisite silverware stood on the slender-legged table again, quietly spraying smoke and spinning.

Portraits of male and female principals are dozing in the photo, some of them lazily leaning their heads on the chair with armrests, while others are leaning on the border of the portrait.

Harry looked out of the window, and a plain gray-green hung on the horizon: dawn was slowly coming.

The office is quiet, everything is motionless, only the occasional snoring or sniffing of a sleeping portrait will break the tranquility here.

Harry couldn't stand such an environment. It would be great if everything around him could reflect his inner feelings, and if these portraits could scream in pain.

He walked around in this quiet, beautiful office, trying not to think about anything, but he had to think about it, and there was no way to escape.

Sirius died, it was his fault, it was all his fault.

If he is not stupid enough to be deceived by Voldemort’s tricks, if he is not firmly convinced that what he sees in the dream is real, if he even considers what Hermione once said, Voldemort may be using His enthusiasm to be a hero.

It was unbearable, he didn't want to think about it, he couldn't bear it all.

There was a terrible hole in his heart. It was in this dark hole that Sirius once existed but disappeared. He didn't want to feel it, and he didn't want to think about it; he didn't want to be alone like this In a large and quiet space, he couldn't bear it-a portrait made a loud grunt behind him, and then said in an indifferent tone: "Ah. Harry Potter?"

Phineas Nigelles yawned and stretched out~www.wuxiahere.com~ while looking at Harry with those sly squinted eyes.

"What are you doing here early in the morning?"

Phineas said, "Except for the legal principal, no one else is allowed in this office.

Did Dumbledore send you here? Oh, don't tell me..." He yawned again, shaking. "Is it another piece of news about my useless great-great-grandson? "

Phineas' acting is obviously quite good, of course, this is also because someone is watching him from behind.

Jon was looking at him in the invisible air.

To be precise, look at it all.

After all, he came a bit late, so he can only look at the finishing work now.

Dumbledore still did not show up, but it should be coming soon. Phineas knew their plan. Sirius may not be in good condition now. He should have been sent to his wife by now, according to Sirius. From the grandfather's attitude, the plan should be perfectly realized, and people should be fine.

It's just that Harry looked a bit more depressed than they expected.

But this is also normal.

It's a child after all.

It is very different for a person who grows up without family affection to lose the feeling once they get family affection.

But Jon wasn't in the mood to take care of Harry's current mood, a person always had to go through these things, and the shock would make people grow up quickly in a difficult situation.

And even if it takes care of it, it's Dumbledore's business.

Counting the time, Dumbledore should be back in a while.

Jon frowned and left quietly.

He was going to find Pepy Ghost, so that Dumbledore would be able to come to him if he had finished the business.