Chapter 186 Next Plan
In the huge back kitchen space of Hogwarts, many glittering kitchen utensils are piled up along the surrounding stone walls.
Hundreds of busy elves in neat clothes were secretly observing Wright who suddenly appeared while they were working.
After driving away the other elves, Dobby hurried to Wright and cried:
"Sir! Are you okay? Bad Dobby, bad Dobby! Dobby should have been more careful."
"It's okay, it's just a small problem!"
After comforting the self-blaming Dobby and letting it go to work, Wright looked curiously at the elves busy in the kitchen.
Only then did he realize that they were also secretly observing him. He couldn't help but wipe the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and said self-deprecatingly:
"I know what it feels like to be a star."
After making fun of himself, Wright closed his eyes and sensed Peter Pettigrew, who must be very frightened at the moment.
Soon, he was in a place full of food, and he sensed a fear that was neither human nor animal.
Wright did not hesitate to open the small door of the cage when faced with this new feeling.
At the same time, he took out his magic wand and cast a spell at the place where the strange fear was released:
"Scabbers, come here!"
As expected, Peter kept screaming and struggling while flying in the air.
Even after being put into a cage, it still bit the closed cage door madly and refused to give up.
Seeing this, Wright directly gave it a "Stupe!" shot, making it fall asleep.
Just as they finished their work, the elves in the kitchen started to panic and screamed:
"Rat! There's a big rat in the kitchen."
"Damn it! How could such a mistake happen..."
……
The elves' cries, cries of regret, and self-blame... echoed throughout the huge kitchen.
Seeing the mess in the kitchen, Wright had no choice but to hold the wand against his throat and yell:
"Okay! I've caught the mouse as a punishment for your carelessness in your work.
“I need you to provide the best service to the students during these three days.”
The loud voice drowned out the shouts of the elves.
Wright, who knew the personalities of these elves, did not say it was none of their business, but issued a direct notice.
As expected, the elves were overjoyed when they heard about the punishment and worked harder.
The kitchen, which was in chaos, returned to its original order after Wright's call.
After saying goodbye to Dobby who came to apologize, he Disapparated directly to the door of the principal's office.
The two stone beasts guarding the door saw an old friend coming and immediately made way for him.
After the stone beast guarding the gate returned to its position, Wright also knocked on the griffon door knocker.
"Come in!" A deep voice came from the office.
After getting permission, Wright carried the cage, pushed open the door and walked into the office.
As soon as he came in, he saw an extremely strange scene in the office.
The headmasters hung on the wall were crowded into a painting, discussing Sirius.
They seemed to be constantly giving advice to Dumbledore, especially one of them, an old man who was dressed in noble clothes and looked a little stubborn, and he spoke the loudest.
"What trouble have you gotten into again?"
Dumbledore looked at Wright with a smile, and waved his arm to silence the microphones of the former headmasters in the portraits.
"Do I look like someone who gets into trouble all the time?" Wright picked up the cage and placed it directly on the desk.
“Hahaha! What is this?”
Dumbledore didn't say anything, but just smiled and turned to look at the mouse in the cage, his eyes flashing.
Seeing that Dumbledore's attention was drawn to the mouse, Wright carefully chose his words:
"It's a gift. This is Peter Pettigrew! It's an important part of Black's escape from punishment!"
"So what do you think?"
After observing for a moment, Dumbledore ignored Pettigrew in the cage and turned to look at Wright.
Seeing this inquiring look, Wright didn't quite understand for a moment, and thought to himself:
"Shouldn't you just say, I understand, thank you for your help, and let me go?"
Dumbledore seemed to see that Wright didn't want to interfere too much in this matter, so he said directly:
"You know! The key to Black's exoneration is not Petillo."
"It's the Ministry of Magic that is unwilling to admit its mistakes! They won't let anyone overturn their verdict so easily."
"So, I want to ask, what solutions do you have?"
After seeing Dumbledore had finished speaking, Wright tilted his head and expressed his own opinion:
"In that case, why not make things bigger!"
"How did it get so big?" After hearing Wright's answer, Dumbledore tapped the desk with his right hand and asked curiously.
"It's simple! Just like a play, we invite guests who are powerful enough and willing to fight against the Ministry of Magic to serve as the audience.
"It's best if the child is pure-blood, or has parents who are dissatisfied with Fudge..."
"You can even spread the word that you are very dissatisfied with Fudge and hope to replace him as Minister."
"In this way, ambitious people will be turned upside down!"
……
After listening to Wright's many suggestions, Dumbledore's eyes lit up, as if the door to a new world had opened.
Soon, many feasible methods emerged and took shape in his mind.
Then, the two of them discussed things in the principal's office and were finally ready to put on a magnificent drama.
As for Wright's idea of making Harry the protagonist, Dumbledore did not reject it.
Just as he was about to leave, Dumbledore said to Wright, who was about to act as a passerby:
"Take Petillo away! I don't have the ability to take good care of him while I'm out making connections."
Come to think of it, you can't possibly bring a mouse with you when you visit someone.
Believing what Old Deng said, Wright obediently took the mouse cage and walked out of the principal's office.
Just as he walked out of the passage made clear by the two stone beasts, he remembered that there were many house-elves in the school who could help.
Just as I turned around and was about to go back, the two stone beasts guarding the gate told me that the principal had left and was not in the office.
"Damn it! Old Deng, you schemed against me!"
Wright got angry for a moment, then slid back with the mouse.
Carrying the mouse cage, I just entered the Gryffindor common room and heard Ron bragging:
"I tell you, that night was terrible! The wanted criminal was standing right in front of my bed."
"But I yelled at him and scared him away."
"Wow!!!!!"
The exclamations of the little lions around him gave Ron a great sense of satisfaction.
"Then do you know what Blake looks like?" Colin asked excitedly, holding the camera.
This question stumped Ron. He only saw the figure in the dark, so he had no idea what he looked like. So he started to make up nonsense:
"Blake is eighty inches tall and eighty inches wide, with a fierce face, broad shoulders and a big waist..."
"Ah! It's eighty degrees high and eighty degrees wide, isn't that a square?" The little lions around started to make a noise.
