Chapter 245 Farewell Dinner

"The International Confederation of Wizards will be held in July this year..."

Hephaestus told Dumbledore only the parts of his plan that he could tell.

Dumbledore, the master who always remains calm even when faced with a catastrophe.

Now his mouth is open so wide that two fists can fit in.

After a long silence, he sighed and said, "I am really old."

Hephis had not originally intended to let Dumbledore get involved in the affairs of the International Confederation of Wizards.

But since he has offered to help, why not use it?

And he wasn't just speaking to Dumbledore.

After all, it's time for Gellert to take action. He can't just sit there and watch.

"Bang, bang, bang!" There was a series of rapid knocks on the door.

Dumbledore flicked his wand and the door to the headmaster's office opened.

Snape walked in with a grim face.

Hephis stood up quickly, "What, Professor?"

"That guy Fudge, entered the castle with the Dementors and gave Barty Crouch Jr. a 'kiss'!"

Snape spoke very quickly, and it seemed that he was a little angry.

Dumbledore's eyes also became sharper.

"Did he bring the Dementors in in advance, or did he bring them in after receiving some news?" Hephaestus asked.

"It should be after Minerva told him." Snape recalled carefully.

"That's Fudge's own decision!" Hephis raised a playful smile.

"He even wanted to kill Walker Evans, but Percy didn't let him."

Snape added, unable to hide his disgust at Fudge's actions.

"It seems that he wants to whitewash the situation!" Hephis guessed Fudge's intention.

Dumbledore's eyes became deeper, as if he had just seen Fudge clearly.

"What should Hephis do next? The key witness is gone. Evans doesn't know much and is of no use at all."

Snape was a little worried because he knew Hephes's next general plan.

"It would have been difficult to do anything to him, but since Fudge is asking for it, let him do it."

Hephis still had a smile on his face.

"Okay, as long as you know what's going on." Snape didn't even look at Dumbledore.

After he finished speaking to Hephes, he left the principal's office, fanning his cloak.

It really comes in a hurry and goes in a hurry.

When Hephis came out of the principal's office, the sky was already slightly bright.

But he was very energetic. After all, he had an extraordinary physique, and sleep was no longer a necessity in life.

He returned to the dormitory, took a shower, and enjoyed a massage from Heihou.

He slowly came to the auditorium and prepared to have breakfast.

At this time, Hermione was sitting at the Slytherin table, calmly adding fried eggs to her plate.

"Good morning, Hermione." Hephis smiled and sat down next to her.

"Good morning, Hephis. You used up a lot of energy last night, so you must be hungry. Eat more."

Hermione considerately added some food to the plate in front of Hephis.

The corner of Hephis' mouth twitched.

There seems to be nothing wrong with what he said, but it also seems to be very wrong.

While eating breakfast, he told Hermione what happened last night.

After hearing this, Hermione nodded slightly and added.

“I also got some information from Harry last night.

Voldemort tried to summon his Death Eaters, but no one responded.

And most of those former Death Eaters are now in the 'shadow'.

Voldemort is now alone, with few people around him who can be used.

I guess he will lie low again and accumulate strength.

Then the panic you want to create will not be realized in a short period of time.

And now that there is no witness, it will be difficult to prove that Voldemort has been resurrected."

There was a sly glint in Hephes' eyes.

"I have the stone that recorded last night's battle, plus those loyal mouthpieces, so it won't be difficult to prove this.

As for Voldemort, he has people around him! We can send some over.

And in many cases, it doesn’t matter who dares to do it, what matters is in whose name it is done.”

Hermione rolled her eyes at him.

How could this person be so bad that he could even be so 'ingenious' in bullying others?

but……

As the two were talking, the rapid flapping of wings broke the silence of the auditorium.

A flock of owls arrived bearing the latest copy of the Daily Prophet.

They simply threw the free newspapers onto the long table.

Fortunately, there were not many little wizards eating at this time, otherwise a lot of food would have been wasted.

Hermione picked up a newspaper and began to read it.

Hefeth once again occupied the front page headlines, and the entire newspaper was filled with him and no one else.

The other three warriors were only mentioned by name, and nothing else.

As for Voldemort, Crouch and the like, there was not even a word about them.

She shook her head slightly, frowning slightly, "It seems that Minister Fudge is determined to cover up the truth about Voldemort's return."

"This is even better. When Fudge is dancing the most happily, we can push Percy to the top."

Hefeth didn't read the newspaper, but started showing off his breakfast. He was indeed a little hungry.

"It's just that Percy's age is a little..." Hermione was a little worried.

A meaningful smile appeared on Hephis's lips.

"Hermione, have you forgotten what happened in July this year? By then, who would dare to comment on Percy's qualifications?"

The auditorium for this year's farewell dinner was very different from previous years.

In the past, the decoration was green every year, and a banner representing the Slytherin snake would be hung on the wall behind the guest of honor seat.

But this year, flags of three schools were hoisted.

On the left, two golden wands intertwined to form a cross, which was the emblem of Beauxbatons Academy.

On the right, above the elk skull is a two-headed bird, the symbol of Durmstrang.

And in the center, of course, is the Hogwarts emblem - a shield with a big letter "H" surrounded by a lion, eagle, badger, and snake.

The professors are already sitting in the classroom.

Mad-Eye Moody is also sitting among them, so I guess this is real.

Madame Maxime was sitting next to Hagrid.

They were talking in whispers, seemingly enjoying the conversation.

There was an empty seat near the middle, probably Karkaroff's seat since he was the only one who didn't come.

Just then, Professor Dumbledore slowly stood up.

"Another year has passed!" There was a kind light in his eyes.

"Before everyone enjoys this sumptuous dinner, please allow me, an old man, to say a few more words."

"The Triwizard Tournament has come to a successful conclusion. Its purpose was not only to compete in magical skills, but also to promote mutual understanding among the wizarding community.

I see that everyone has made a lot of new friends. Welcome everyone in the auditorium again.

As long as you are willing to come back, the door of Hogwarts will always be open to you."