Chapter 170 How to deal with it
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 170 How to deal with it
In the middle of the night, the bright moonlight and the sound of waves crashing on the cliffs have accompanied Hogwarts Castle for thousands of years. The school day of the first week of school is coming to an end, and the energetic little wizards have spent their days. During the initial excitement period, tonight, except for the clanking armor in the castle, the whispering portraits who occasionally stayed up late, and Peeves routinely patrolling the territory, everything was quiet and peaceful.
"You know who that man is, don't you?"
In front of the two ugly stone monsters on the eighth floor, Professor Snape questioned Dumbledore expressionlessly.
"What led you to such a misunderstanding, Severus?"
Dumbledore shook his old face in surprise, his waist-length beard shone silvery in the moonlight shining through the window, and his eyes looked innocent.
Snape moved his thin lips, did not ask another word, but turned and left directly.
In the past, maybe he would have a good fight with Dumbledore, but today his emotions have experienced intense turmoil. After confirming that the dark wizard is not Sirius Black, he doesn't want to bother with it anymore , even if the dark wizard brought Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic a lot of trouble.
Dumbledore stood there without moving, staring at Snape who was leaving quickly, until his back disappeared around the corner of the corridor, then lowered his silver eyebrows, turned and walked into his office.
Fawkes, who was rarely active, was perched on a golden branch in the brazier and fell asleep. Dumbledore leaned on his office chair, crossed his slender fingers on the desk, and silently stared at the candle hanging on the wall. Portraits of previous Headmasters of Hogwarts.
According to the usual schedule of these portraits, they should also be in deep sleep at this time, but tonight, none of the portraits are asleep. They stay quietly in their frames, all looking at Armando Dipe The empty picture frame behind it.
The waiting process was incomparably long. Those former headmasters couldn't bear the loneliness, they stopped by and chatted with each other in low voices. Dumbledore was the only living person in this office, and he kept admirable patience.
"It's confirmed, Dumbledore!"
At last, the original owner of the empty picture frame returned, and before anyone asked, it said in a cheering voice,
"No, there hasn't been anything alive in Black's old house during this period of time, except for an old house-elf, and my clever great-great-grandson hasn't been back."
"clever?!"
The portrait of Armando Dippet said in a very gruff voice, "Principal Black, I suppose you must know that your 'clever great-great-grandson' is a dirty, stinking traitor?"
Armando Dippet's blatant taunting can be regarded as stabbing a hornet's nest, and Phineas immediately yelled loudly!
It swung its goatee and rushed into the portrait of Dippet to argue with him, shouting something like 'Noble Black family', 'The Wizengamot must be mistaken', 'The child is innocent', "You are targeting" and so on, if Ms. Dai Lisi De Wente hadn't pulled it back in time, maybe there would be a wonderful battle between the principals in the office.
Benevolent, Benevolent——
"Keep quiet, folks, I can't let this historic office go down in my hands."
Dumbledore tapped his finger on the table and said calmly.
The order of the current headmaster of Hogwarts has a strong restrictive effect on these portraits. Under Dumbledore's interference, the portraits returned to their own frames. Armando Dippet and Phineas Blake's portraits are next to each other, but they are looking in different directions, ignoring each other.
Even after her death, Ms. Dai Lisi, who still has a high reputation, asked the key question on behalf of all the principals.
"Surely you know what that kid wanted to break into Black's old house, Albus?"
"Oh, the question--"
Dumbledore took off the half-moon frame on his nose, rubbed the center of his brows, and smiled helplessly, "There are some guesses, and I think my guesses are very close to the truth."
"What is it?" Ms. Dai Lisi asked.
"It's not important, Dai Lisi—" Dumbledore leaned back in his chair after getting the answer, and said wearily, "The important thing is that he did."
The topic of Amosta Bryan has obviously been discussed in this office more than once. Those portraits know that Albus Dumbledore values that young man. The 'crazy' move cast a shadow over their hearts.
"Speaking of—"
Ms. Dai Lisi hesitated for a while, "Could it be a mistake, Albus, according to what you said, that dark wizard hid his magic power very well. Maybe, I mean, you have to admit, Everyone has time to punch their eyes, right?"
"I don't have to rely on looks and magic to know who a person is, Dai Lisi—"
Dumbledore's blue eyes shone brightly, he said gently.
The office fell silent again. According to the opinions of most of the principals, they all believed that Dumbledore should take action to send Amosta to Azkaban, but in fact, they all knew that even with dementors guarding Azkaban, Amosta Zkaban might not be able to control wizards of this level.
"Evil is evil, Albus."
Armando Dippet said forcefully, "We should nip the evil in the bud while we still have the ability to do so, Albus, if Azkaban can't lock up that recalcitrant little Son, then, you should kill him directly!"
"I can see it!"
Principal Dippet's suggestion immediately ignited Phineas, who spit at Dippet,
"You're just jealous, right? You're jealous that the great Slytherin house has produced an outstanding genius. You want to destroy him!"
Principal Blake's defense was too wide-ranging. Many principals came forward to criticize Slytherin, and Armando Dippet hit the nail on the head.
"The great Slytherin house? Huh, I don't think you've forgotten how much panic the room of secrets left by Slytherin brought to Hogwarts last year!"
"The secret room is not that simple!" Phineas confronted each other,
"Albus has already told us that the Chamber of Secrets has a hidden secret, and to be honest, I am extremely grateful to Amosta Braine, who has washed away a thousand years of rumors in the wizarding world about Salazar Slytherin himself. Slander, Slytherin himself left the Chamber of Secrets and the Basilisk for another purpose, not to slaughter the young wizards in the school!"
Phineas' statement was the conclusion of a joint discussion, and it did not represent his own opinion. Therefore, Armando Dippet did not refute it, but remained silent.
As if winning a holy war, Phineas puffed up his chest, looked at Albus Dumbledore with twinkling eyes, and said proudly,
"Want to hear my opinion, Albus, about Amosta Brayne?"
"I'm looking forward to hearing your insights, Phineas," Dumbledore said earnestly with a smile, "I'm sure your wisdom will point us in the right direction."
Phineas, who was promoted by Dumbledore, was full of energy. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the days when he was the headmaster of Hogwarts and held great power. Mundo Dippet, cleared his throat,
"First, there's a question that needs an honest answer from you, Albus—"
After receiving Dumbledore's nod in response, Phineas Black's small eyes shone shrewdly,
"To this day, Albus, can you still deal with Amosta Bryan?"
(End of this chapter)
In the middle of the night, the bright moonlight and the sound of waves crashing on the cliffs have accompanied Hogwarts Castle for thousands of years. The school day of the first week of school is coming to an end, and the energetic little wizards have spent their days. During the initial excitement period, tonight, except for the clanking armor in the castle, the whispering portraits who occasionally stayed up late, and Peeves routinely patrolling the territory, everything was quiet and peaceful.
"You know who that man is, don't you?"
In front of the two ugly stone monsters on the eighth floor, Professor Snape questioned Dumbledore expressionlessly.
"What led you to such a misunderstanding, Severus?"
Dumbledore shook his old face in surprise, his waist-length beard shone silvery in the moonlight shining through the window, and his eyes looked innocent.
Snape moved his thin lips, did not ask another word, but turned and left directly.
In the past, maybe he would have a good fight with Dumbledore, but today his emotions have experienced intense turmoil. After confirming that the dark wizard is not Sirius Black, he doesn't want to bother with it anymore , even if the dark wizard brought Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic a lot of trouble.
Dumbledore stood there without moving, staring at Snape who was leaving quickly, until his back disappeared around the corner of the corridor, then lowered his silver eyebrows, turned and walked into his office.
Fawkes, who was rarely active, was perched on a golden branch in the brazier and fell asleep. Dumbledore leaned on his office chair, crossed his slender fingers on the desk, and silently stared at the candle hanging on the wall. Portraits of previous Headmasters of Hogwarts.
According to the usual schedule of these portraits, they should also be in deep sleep at this time, but tonight, none of the portraits are asleep. They stay quietly in their frames, all looking at Armando Dipe The empty picture frame behind it.
The waiting process was incomparably long. Those former headmasters couldn't bear the loneliness, they stopped by and chatted with each other in low voices. Dumbledore was the only living person in this office, and he kept admirable patience.
"It's confirmed, Dumbledore!"
At last, the original owner of the empty picture frame returned, and before anyone asked, it said in a cheering voice,
"No, there hasn't been anything alive in Black's old house during this period of time, except for an old house-elf, and my clever great-great-grandson hasn't been back."
"clever?!"
The portrait of Armando Dippet said in a very gruff voice, "Principal Black, I suppose you must know that your 'clever great-great-grandson' is a dirty, stinking traitor?"
Armando Dippet's blatant taunting can be regarded as stabbing a hornet's nest, and Phineas immediately yelled loudly!
It swung its goatee and rushed into the portrait of Dippet to argue with him, shouting something like 'Noble Black family', 'The Wizengamot must be mistaken', 'The child is innocent', "You are targeting" and so on, if Ms. Dai Lisi De Wente hadn't pulled it back in time, maybe there would be a wonderful battle between the principals in the office.
Benevolent, Benevolent——
"Keep quiet, folks, I can't let this historic office go down in my hands."
Dumbledore tapped his finger on the table and said calmly.
The order of the current headmaster of Hogwarts has a strong restrictive effect on these portraits. Under Dumbledore's interference, the portraits returned to their own frames. Armando Dippet and Phineas Blake's portraits are next to each other, but they are looking in different directions, ignoring each other.
Even after her death, Ms. Dai Lisi, who still has a high reputation, asked the key question on behalf of all the principals.
"Surely you know what that kid wanted to break into Black's old house, Albus?"
"Oh, the question--"
Dumbledore took off the half-moon frame on his nose, rubbed the center of his brows, and smiled helplessly, "There are some guesses, and I think my guesses are very close to the truth."
"What is it?" Ms. Dai Lisi asked.
"It's not important, Dai Lisi—" Dumbledore leaned back in his chair after getting the answer, and said wearily, "The important thing is that he did."
The topic of Amosta Bryan has obviously been discussed in this office more than once. Those portraits know that Albus Dumbledore values that young man. The 'crazy' move cast a shadow over their hearts.
"Speaking of—"
Ms. Dai Lisi hesitated for a while, "Could it be a mistake, Albus, according to what you said, that dark wizard hid his magic power very well. Maybe, I mean, you have to admit, Everyone has time to punch their eyes, right?"
"I don't have to rely on looks and magic to know who a person is, Dai Lisi—"
Dumbledore's blue eyes shone brightly, he said gently.
The office fell silent again. According to the opinions of most of the principals, they all believed that Dumbledore should take action to send Amosta to Azkaban, but in fact, they all knew that even with dementors guarding Azkaban, Amosta Zkaban might not be able to control wizards of this level.
"Evil is evil, Albus."
Armando Dippet said forcefully, "We should nip the evil in the bud while we still have the ability to do so, Albus, if Azkaban can't lock up that recalcitrant little Son, then, you should kill him directly!"
"I can see it!"
Principal Dippet's suggestion immediately ignited Phineas, who spit at Dippet,
"You're just jealous, right? You're jealous that the great Slytherin house has produced an outstanding genius. You want to destroy him!"
Principal Blake's defense was too wide-ranging. Many principals came forward to criticize Slytherin, and Armando Dippet hit the nail on the head.
"The great Slytherin house? Huh, I don't think you've forgotten how much panic the room of secrets left by Slytherin brought to Hogwarts last year!"
"The secret room is not that simple!" Phineas confronted each other,
"Albus has already told us that the Chamber of Secrets has a hidden secret, and to be honest, I am extremely grateful to Amosta Braine, who has washed away a thousand years of rumors in the wizarding world about Salazar Slytherin himself. Slander, Slytherin himself left the Chamber of Secrets and the Basilisk for another purpose, not to slaughter the young wizards in the school!"
Phineas' statement was the conclusion of a joint discussion, and it did not represent his own opinion. Therefore, Armando Dippet did not refute it, but remained silent.
As if winning a holy war, Phineas puffed up his chest, looked at Albus Dumbledore with twinkling eyes, and said proudly,
"Want to hear my opinion, Albus, about Amosta Brayne?"
"I'm looking forward to hearing your insights, Phineas," Dumbledore said earnestly with a smile, "I'm sure your wisdom will point us in the right direction."
Phineas, who was promoted by Dumbledore, was full of energy. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the days when he was the headmaster of Hogwarts and held great power. Mundo Dippet, cleared his throat,
"First, there's a question that needs an honest answer from you, Albus—"
After receiving Dumbledore's nod in response, Phineas Black's small eyes shone shrewdly,
"To this day, Albus, can you still deal with Amosta Bryan?"
(End of this chapter)
