Chapter 106 Busy Dumbledore

"Minerva, I need your help - Mr. Harry Potter is currently in the room under the corridor on the fourth floor. Please go there."

The first words from Dumbledore's Phoenix Patronus overloaded Professor McGonagall's brain. After hearing the cause and effect of the incident, Professor McGonagall felt that her blood pressure was already soaring.

"Albus!!!" Professor McGonagall slammed her desk, knocking over the ink bottle on it.

Not even Albus Dumbledore! ! !

Professor McGonagall felt that she must have a good talk with Dumbledore after he returned.

After waving her wand and clearing up the ink bottle that had been knocked over on the table, Professor McGonagall was ready to leave - according to Dumbledore's wishes, she should observe whether Potter could deal with Quirrell, who was possessed by a mysterious man, and Keep him safe.

She found the request quite ridiculous and unreasonable.

At this time, a golden-red light flashed, and a golden-red bird the size of a swan appeared in her office. The big bird still held a shabby hat in its beak.

Dumbledore's Patronus just mentioned that Professor McGonagall should go with his Phoenix Fawkes and Sorting Hat. Now that the two came to the door, it saved Professor McGonagall from having to make another trip to the principal's office.

She tucked the Sorting Hat under her arm and held one of Fox's outstretched paws with her other hand. In the next second, one person and one bird flew to the confinement corridor on the fourth floor.

As soon as he opened the trap door, Professor McGonagall heard a strange sound: it seemed to be the sound of water - but why was there the sound of water here?

She jumped down, and as soon as she landed, she saw a black figure with blue fire underneath, rushing toward her.

"Professor, run!!!"

When she heard Daphne's voice, Professor McGonagall's spells ran out of her mouth. Fortunately, she had good hearing and put away her wand in time.

"Miss Greengrass, you-" Professor McGonagall was about to ask what happened when she was interrupted by Daphne.

"It's too late to explain, Professor, let's go up quickly!" Daphne rode the Nightmare like a gust of wind and rushed to Professor McGonagall's side. The Nightmare under her crotch made a "sudden stop" and directly threw away the unconscious Harry and Ron on her back. On to the ground.

If the nightmare hadn't been unable to fly, she wouldn't have stopped.

Professor McGonagall immediately understood the reason why Daphne was so anxious: a torrent like a giant dragon was rushing towards them with overwhelming momentum.

She was sure that even the most skilled wizard would die if he were caught in this current.

At this time, Daphne had already pulled the horns of the nightmare and floated up to the trap door above. Professor McGonagall didn't have time to think about what happened. He leaned down directly, clamped the two fainted little wizards under his arms, and then grabbed Lived Fox's tail.

In a flash of golden light, Fox led Professor McGonagall and the three of them back to the trap door. After a while, Daphne emerged from under the trap door with Nightmare in tow.

Not long after the few people escaped, there was an earth-shaking loud noise from under the trap door. The entire Hogwarts Castle trembled. Even though they were dozens of meters away, several people's faces were splashed with water. . Professor McGonagall knew that the rushing water below hit the end of the walkway, and the violent flood was finally blocked by the tough rock.

With this roar, everything under the trap door ended. Our three-headed dog Luwei slept very soundly during this process, completely unaware that something big was happening outside.

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"Oh, Albus! How is the situation here? How is that damn monster?" Fudge hurried to Dumbledore's side with a flattering smile on his face.

It can be seen that he has been very busy just now. There is some dust on the side of the beautiful silk top hat, and his chubby face is covered with sweat.

Erasing the memories of hundreds of people is not a worry-free task. What's even worse is that now, unlike in the past, Muggles have various ways of contacting them. They also have to investigate whether these Muggles have passed what they saw. Tell others in various ways.

After all the troubles, and after he was sure that there were no more Muggle insiders, Fudge felt exhausted.

Dumbledore did not respond to Cornelius Fudge's words immediately. The monster he had just fought gave him a very mysterious feeling and gave him a new understanding of magic. He was trying to grasp it. Live in this ethereal inspiration.

After a while, he ended his search for magic.

"It ran away."

"Run away?! How is this possible! I mean..." Fudge suddenly felt unhappy, and he had been busy for most of the day, so he couldn't help but be a little angry in his words. But after he said it, he felt that he shouldn't talk to Dumbledore in this tone - he would still have to rely on Dumbledore to help him deal with the monster, and the Aurors in the Ministry of Magic were no match for it.

"Connelly, it was seriously injured and won't be able to make trouble in a short period of time. We have enough time to find its whereabouts. More importantly, although its brain is not very bright, it had recovered when we fought with me. It has a human appearance, so even if it is seen by Muggles, it will not have much impact." Dumbledore had something he didn't say - that thing was very lethal, even if Muggles ran into it, it would not cause much damage. Will be left alive.

"Ah, that's really great!" Fudge forced a smile on his face. As for what he was thinking, it's hard to say.

At this point, Fudge understood that the accident had basically settled, and it was time to consider how to deal with the aftermath and deal with possible subsequent risks.

He was thinking quickly in his mind: That monster was wearing a Nordic-style robe. Can he put the blame on the Ministry of Magic of Finland or Norway? But this monster was found on Scottish soil, which is a bit troublesome. Should Gringotts take some responsibility? Or, is it possible for me to suppress this matter?

Fudge felt that his top priority was to suppress the matter and put some pressure on the Daily Prophet so that they would not mention it yet. If things happen in the future, Gringotts will be thrown out as a target for everyone to vent their anger.

As for the few curse breakers who died here, Fudge didn't bother to care at all: they had caused him so much trouble, and if it wasn't for the bad influence, he really wanted to crush these people into ashes.

After all, they were just a few foreigners and not British wizards. Fudge really didn't care about their deaths - by the way, there seems to be a child in the Weasley family who is working as a curse breaker? The next time I see old Arthur, I have to persuade him, even if it is okay to arrange a position for him in the ministry.

Fudge now had a very bad impression of the Cursebreaker.

At this time, a cat-shaped Patronus appeared at Dumbledore's feet. It didn't say anything, it just squatted there and looked at Dumbledore quietly.

Dumbledore: ...

The expression on his face became stiff, and after sighing, he said to Fudge: "I still have something to do, please let me go back and deal with it."

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Here’s the update, good afternoon everyone!

I'm very sorry for the late update - I don't know if I can get everyone's forgiveness for adding another chapter? I will try my best to write out the updates in these two days.

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