Chapter 378
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Qing Mo Da Xian
When McGonagall found Vincent, he was supervising James doing push-ups.
What should come will come sooner or later.
He just wondered why it came so quickly.
"Ah Fu, supervise me carefully."
"I will handle it."
When he left, James immediately winked at Alfred.
"Old Zhan, I don't want to suffer with you."
"ruthless!"
"Don't be like this, just look at your own belly first."
"Is one book enough?"
"Those are contraband!"
"Hush—" James whispered a few words in his ear mysteriously.
"Okay, but you must not be discovered."
"Don't worry, no one will know."
……
……
Principal room.
When Vincent came over, the principals started pretending to be asleep again.
As he sat down, he realized that magic had been cast all around him.
The last time I encountered this situation, I was still talking about Grindelwald.
"Good evening." Dumbledore pushed the small transparent candy on the table over, "Would you like some?"
Vincent shook his head, "Professor, are you looking for something important?"
"You ignored someone today."
Frowning, he picked up a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth.
It was cold from the bottom of my heart, but now it is almost frozen into ice cubes.
Malfoy, Parkinson, and Flint should be fine, and Byron and the others are just from ordinary wizarding families.
Zabini?
"Professor, Mrs. Zabini has a lot of background?"
Dumbledore smiled and said nothing, acquiescing to the answer to the question.
Being able to teach a prodigal son like Blaise first shows the degree of Mrs. Zabini's doting.
Although she was given the nickname "Black Widow", it is very likely that the witches came out of it.
Regardless of whether the rumors were true or not, it was not surprising that the mother would do irrational things while watching her son being wronged.
"Professor, is it the Greengrass family?"
"You really didn't disappoint me." Dumbledore's eyes drifted out of the window,
"If you want them to completely fall to you, you have to consider not only what is happening now, but also what may happen in the future."
Vincent thought of Victor.
The reason why he is so devoted to Grindelwald is not only his personality charm, but also because of a promise about the future.
Vampires have always been disliked by wizards, even in America, which is more open-minded.
If the Greengrass family turned to a Muggle-born, they would definitely be regarded as "traitors" by some people and received the same treatment as the Weasley family.
"I see, Professor."
Dumbledore withdrew his gaze from the window, picked up a candy and put it in his mouth.
"Saturday is Gilderoy's hearing, and the Ministry of Magic will invite many powerful people to attend."
This is a great time.
But Mrs. Zabini will not show it, and she will definitely do something secretly.
Vincent shuddered and pushed back the whole plate of candy, "She can't succeed."
"Looks like I guessed right."
"Professor, remember to keep it secret."
Dumbledore nodded, waved for the elves to bring two cups of hot tea,
"There's another thing."
He said the bait plan without reservation.
Vincent was a little annoyed at first, but he also understood that this was the fastest way to identify all Horcruxes.
After drinking tea to warm up his body, he tilted his head and looked at the former principals who opened their eyes and quickly closed them.
"Professor, shouldn't you keep it a secret from them now?"
"Mrs. Zabini is very attractive. I think there are very few wizards who can refuse her."
He didn't know if the former headmasters could refuse, but he knew Dumbledore would.
"Professor, aren't your thoughts too dark?"
"Everything must be prepared for the worst, you should have a deep understanding by now."
"Yes." He took a sip of tea in embarrassment.
"Don't be blinded by the illusion in front of you." Dumbledore picked up the old wand, and lifted the magic around him,
"I'm glad you recognized your mistakes ahead of time, which will give me more confidence to do my job well as principal."
Vincent pouted at him, "Professor, I promise there will be no next time."
"I believe you will."
According to the content, he guessed that the principals didn't hear anything, but were misled by the illusion created by magic into what happened in the Black Swan activity room today.
If something unexpected happened, Mrs. Zabini would not have contacted a well-known reporter.
……
……
Two in the morning.
Rita is at home working on a manuscript.
If you accept someone else's Galleon, it's a big deal and you'll clean it up later.
She put down her pen contentedly, showing a smile that she thought was charming.
The page introducing the Death Eaters was not taken down, and even gained a lot of positive reputation.
In the entire British Isles, whoever has the courage to do this is a hero in the magic world.
If it can continue to be serialized, it is not impossible to get a Medal of the Order of Merlin.
"Googoo—" Rita froze for a moment.
In the middle of the night, there should be no little bird to send her a message.
And the hooting of this owl...
"Merlin's wig!"
It's coming, it's coming, it's chubby with a letter in its mouth.
The signature is a magical rune that she will never forget in her life, and the content makes this whole night of effort all in vain.
There will certainly be benefits, but not until after Saturday's hearing.
"Greenglass and Granger..."
She was biting her manicure inlaid with high imitation colored diamonds, and was struggling with how to polish the new article.
It's not okay to smear all the time, there must be some private goods in it.
Taking Mrs. Zabini's gold Gallon, Blaise, the related person's pen and ink, will be diluted.
But the three Malfoy families are not easy to mess with, and the Greengrass family has to focus on "care".
The story of three little girls and four little boys?
No, the ashes will be thrown away.
A war between the two Hogwarts clubs?
Still not good, there is no audience.
According to some grapevine?
Neither side pleases, both sides offend.
"Hmm—Mr. Wayne, who is flawless, seems to have several rumors."
She took a large stack of envelopes from a drawer.
There are all kinds of versions, such as being jealous, loving to hate, dominating Hogwarts and so on.
Eh?
Defense Against the Dark Arts professor nemesis?
If I remember correctly, the substitutes were the Ministry of Magic's legal and special advisors from the Wizengamot.
With such a big background, the title alone can ignite the entire magic world.
It's a pity that I can't write it, she still wants to hang out in the British Isles.
"Ugh--"
Gaining a reputation far beyond that of ordinary wizards requires paying a price far beyond imagination.
If it's difficult, then don't do it~
At worst, return the Gold Galleon you got, and then exaggerate the facts as before, and be a competent headline party.
……
……
What should come will come sooner or later.
He just wondered why it came so quickly.
"Ah Fu, supervise me carefully."
"I will handle it."
When he left, James immediately winked at Alfred.
"Old Zhan, I don't want to suffer with you."
"ruthless!"
"Don't be like this, just look at your own belly first."
"Is one book enough?"
"Those are contraband!"
"Hush—" James whispered a few words in his ear mysteriously.
"Okay, but you must not be discovered."
"Don't worry, no one will know."
……
……
Principal room.
When Vincent came over, the principals started pretending to be asleep again.
As he sat down, he realized that magic had been cast all around him.
The last time I encountered this situation, I was still talking about Grindelwald.
"Good evening." Dumbledore pushed the small transparent candy on the table over, "Would you like some?"
Vincent shook his head, "Professor, are you looking for something important?"
"You ignored someone today."
Frowning, he picked up a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth.
It was cold from the bottom of my heart, but now it is almost frozen into ice cubes.
Malfoy, Parkinson, and Flint should be fine, and Byron and the others are just from ordinary wizarding families.
Zabini?
"Professor, Mrs. Zabini has a lot of background?"
Dumbledore smiled and said nothing, acquiescing to the answer to the question.
Being able to teach a prodigal son like Blaise first shows the degree of Mrs. Zabini's doting.
Although she was given the nickname "Black Widow", it is very likely that the witches came out of it.
Regardless of whether the rumors were true or not, it was not surprising that the mother would do irrational things while watching her son being wronged.
"Professor, is it the Greengrass family?"
"You really didn't disappoint me." Dumbledore's eyes drifted out of the window,
"If you want them to completely fall to you, you have to consider not only what is happening now, but also what may happen in the future."
Vincent thought of Victor.
The reason why he is so devoted to Grindelwald is not only his personality charm, but also because of a promise about the future.
Vampires have always been disliked by wizards, even in America, which is more open-minded.
If the Greengrass family turned to a Muggle-born, they would definitely be regarded as "traitors" by some people and received the same treatment as the Weasley family.
"I see, Professor."
Dumbledore withdrew his gaze from the window, picked up a candy and put it in his mouth.
"Saturday is Gilderoy's hearing, and the Ministry of Magic will invite many powerful people to attend."
This is a great time.
But Mrs. Zabini will not show it, and she will definitely do something secretly.
Vincent shuddered and pushed back the whole plate of candy, "She can't succeed."
"Looks like I guessed right."
"Professor, remember to keep it secret."
Dumbledore nodded, waved for the elves to bring two cups of hot tea,
"There's another thing."
He said the bait plan without reservation.
Vincent was a little annoyed at first, but he also understood that this was the fastest way to identify all Horcruxes.
After drinking tea to warm up his body, he tilted his head and looked at the former principals who opened their eyes and quickly closed them.
"Professor, shouldn't you keep it a secret from them now?"
"Mrs. Zabini is very attractive. I think there are very few wizards who can refuse her."
He didn't know if the former headmasters could refuse, but he knew Dumbledore would.
"Professor, aren't your thoughts too dark?"
"Everything must be prepared for the worst, you should have a deep understanding by now."
"Yes." He took a sip of tea in embarrassment.
"Don't be blinded by the illusion in front of you." Dumbledore picked up the old wand, and lifted the magic around him,
"I'm glad you recognized your mistakes ahead of time, which will give me more confidence to do my job well as principal."
Vincent pouted at him, "Professor, I promise there will be no next time."
"I believe you will."
According to the content, he guessed that the principals didn't hear anything, but were misled by the illusion created by magic into what happened in the Black Swan activity room today.
If something unexpected happened, Mrs. Zabini would not have contacted a well-known reporter.
……
……
Two in the morning.
Rita is at home working on a manuscript.
If you accept someone else's Galleon, it's a big deal and you'll clean it up later.
She put down her pen contentedly, showing a smile that she thought was charming.
The page introducing the Death Eaters was not taken down, and even gained a lot of positive reputation.
In the entire British Isles, whoever has the courage to do this is a hero in the magic world.
If it can continue to be serialized, it is not impossible to get a Medal of the Order of Merlin.
"Googoo—" Rita froze for a moment.
In the middle of the night, there should be no little bird to send her a message.
And the hooting of this owl...
"Merlin's wig!"
It's coming, it's coming, it's chubby with a letter in its mouth.
The signature is a magical rune that she will never forget in her life, and the content makes this whole night of effort all in vain.
There will certainly be benefits, but not until after Saturday's hearing.
"Greenglass and Granger..."
She was biting her manicure inlaid with high imitation colored diamonds, and was struggling with how to polish the new article.
It's not okay to smear all the time, there must be some private goods in it.
Taking Mrs. Zabini's gold Gallon, Blaise, the related person's pen and ink, will be diluted.
But the three Malfoy families are not easy to mess with, and the Greengrass family has to focus on "care".
The story of three little girls and four little boys?
No, the ashes will be thrown away.
A war between the two Hogwarts clubs?
Still not good, there is no audience.
According to some grapevine?
Neither side pleases, both sides offend.
"Hmm—Mr. Wayne, who is flawless, seems to have several rumors."
She took a large stack of envelopes from a drawer.
There are all kinds of versions, such as being jealous, loving to hate, dominating Hogwarts and so on.
Eh?
Defense Against the Dark Arts professor nemesis?
If I remember correctly, the substitutes were the Ministry of Magic's legal and special advisors from the Wizengamot.
With such a big background, the title alone can ignite the entire magic world.
It's a pity that I can't write it, she still wants to hang out in the British Isles.
"Ugh--"
Gaining a reputation far beyond that of ordinary wizards requires paying a price far beyond imagination.
If it's difficult, then don't do it~
At worst, return the Gold Galleon you got, and then exaggerate the facts as before, and be a competent headline party.
……
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