Chapter 393 Plan agreed upon

Mike said nothing, frowning as he waited for Dumbledore's answer.

When the latter saw this, he shook his head and said helplessly:

"As much as I hate to admit it, I have to say that Voldemort is stronger than me. We simply can't kill him on the spot."

"Are you kidding? You are Dumbledore."

"No, I don't. Voldemort is indeed stronger than me. If I were thirty years old, I could still defeat the current Voldemort, but not now. After all, I am over a hundred years old this year. Mike, in Muggle legend Wizards should become more powerful as they get older, but in fact this is not the case. Wizards do live longer than Muggles, but this comes at a price. And this price is magic.

To put it simply, a wizard will accumulate a lot of magic power when he is young, but when he gets older, the magic power will continue to feed back to the body to maintain the continuity of body functions. However, in this way, the wizard's magic power will slowly decline. "Dumbledore continued, "Of course, although my magic power has faded, my foundation is still there. Although I admit that Voldemort is stronger than me, the gap between us is not that big. We are in a situation where no one can kill the other, because as long as one of us wants to escape, the other side has nothing to do.

But the only difference is that Voldemort will still have some strength even if he confronts me. At this time, those of you who fight with me will be out of luck. What's more, Voldemort still has some unknown means of saving his life, so let's forget about your plan. "

Mike was a little disappointed when he heard Dumbledore's long speech. Although when he was reading the original work, Mike had guessed that Dumbledore might be weaker than Voldemort (otherwise Dumbledore could just rush up and kill Voldemort). But now I feel uncomfortable after hearing Dumbledore admit it personally, because this means that half of his plan has failed before it even started.

But giving up casually is not Mike’s style. After thinking for a moment, Mike gritted his teeth and said:

"Principal Dumbledore, I think our plan still has execution value. You may not know that I still have a wizard force that can be used for this operation. As long as you and I join forces, although our power is not enough It will directly kill Voldemort, but at least it can prevent him from obtaining the prophecy ball!"

Hearing this, Dumbledore looked calm, not at all surprised that Mike had secretly cultivated an army.

But this is not surprising. Mike can now be said to be a new financial aristocrat in the wizarding world of the country. It is very normal to master such a large amount of gold galleons to cultivate his own power. Almost every rich pure-blood Families do this.

But Mike said that he would use this force to deal with Voldemort and his Death Eaters, which made Dumbledore couldn't help but shake his head. Everyone knows that except for the pure-blood families that have been passed down through the ages, the people trained by other families The private armies are pitifully weak. By analogy, one can imagine the strength of Mike's troops.

"What is the strength of the army you mentioned?"

"Oh, don't worry." Looking at Dumbledore's face full of doubts, Mike smiled, "Although there are relatively few cutting-edge combat forces, they are not wastes waiting to die. When it comes to basic skills and coordination, The ability is even more powerful than the Order of the Phoenix under you."

A trace of surprise flashed across Dumbledore's face, but Mike continued:

"Make a decision quickly, Principal Dumbledore. Although our operation this time is basically impossible to kill Voldemort, it is still easy to kill those Death Eaters! If we kill all the Death Eaters this time , then no matter how powerful Voldemort is, the process of ruling the country will inevitably be slowed down!

What's more, the benefits of our implementation of this plan don't end there. As long as we have a battle with Voldemort in the Ministry of Magic, then Fudge will have no choice but to announce the news to the outside world, no matter how much he doesn't want to believe that Voldemort has returned! And if we win, we can also publicize our victory to the outside world, which will surely rekindle the fighting spirit of those who have always been afraid of Voldemort, knowing that even if Voldemort dies, he is not invincible! "

Mike's last words seemed to impress Dumbledore. He took two steps forward, crossed the desk and came to Mike.

Since his back was facing the moonlight, Mike couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he felt that Dumbledore must not be calm at this time, because his breathing was much faster than usual.

"I don't agree with your statement. Even if we kill all the current Death Eaters, with Voldemort's current reputation and strength, it will be easy for him to recruit another group of subordinates. Now he is like a magic lamp Likewise, he can attract those with evil intentions to fall into his arms like moths to a flame."

Mike became anxious all of a sudden. He even began to wonder if Dumbledore's mind had become confused because of his old age. Why couldn't he explain it at all?

But before he could speak, Dumbledore across from him suddenly chuckled twice and continued:

"But you are right. Our battle can indeed let the world know the news of Voldemort's return, and it can also rekindle the fire of hope in their hearts. So, Mike, I agree to my cooperation request."

"Hehehe, then you just follow the previous plan." Mike said, "And I'll go back to Hogwarts and keep an eye on Harry to see if he has any other dreams."

Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction and walked out of the room with Mike.

Seeing that Dumbledore seemed to be sending him away in person, Mike was a little surprised, but he did not refuse.

But when the two of them walked down the stairs slowly, Mike suddenly remembered something.

"Principal Dumbledore, the key to legend lies in belief and emotion. What does this sentence mean?"

"Oh! This is a rather profound question." Dumbledore raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a proud smile, "Perhaps you need to find the answer yourself. It would be meaningless if I told you directly!"

With that said, Dumbledore pushed open the door of the villa and made an inviting gesture to Mike.

Mike was so angry that he continued to ask.

However, Dumbledore remained motionless and continued to open the door.

Taking a deep breath, Mike strode out of the door, took out his broomstick and prepared to fly out of the anti-Apparition spell range of the villa, but Dumbledore behind him stopped him.

"Wait, don't forget your apology."

Mike took a deep breath, nodded and looked at the yard behind him.

Compared with before coming here, this garden is much cleaner, at least the silt originally deposited on the ground has basically disappeared.

And the house elf named Little Teacup was waving a broom not far away at the moment. That broom seemed to have some kind of magical power. As long as the little teacup waved lightly, a huge burst of air would burst out and sweep the surroundings. All the fallen leaves and silt were blown up.

"Little teacup!"

Mike's call attracted his attention, and Little Teacup turned to look at Mike, revealing his face full of tears.

Seeing it was Mike, the little teacup turned his head away again.

Mike smiled softly and said loudly:

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before. You are a very good house elf!"

Little Tea Cup turned around in shock, only to see that Mike had already disappeared into the night sky on his broomstick.

…

After returning to Hogwarts after some twists and turns, Mike was surprised to find that Harry, Hermione and others were still in his dormitory, while Franklin returned to his dormitory very obediently.

It was almost dawn, and Hermione and Harry were sitting in the lounge chairs in front of the fireplace, sleeping soundly.

In desperation, Mike could only step forward and slap them awake, but when Harry woke up and saw that it was Mike, he suddenly jumped up from the recliner.

"Mike, what did Dumbledore say?"

"This is not something you should think about. It's important to you now, so go back to sleep!"

It's getting dark now. Although Mike doesn't really need sleep with his current mental strength, not sleeping all night and being a little angry at Dumbledore also caused Mike's tone to be a little unkind.

After hearing this, Harry also had an angry look on his face. He grabbed Mike's arm and roared:

"This obviously has a lot to do with me, but why aren't you willing to tell me? Huh?"

Mike looked at him coldly and said nothing, while Hermione beside him was also awakened at this time and hurriedly advised:

"Harry, don't do this."

"You don't have to persuade him, Hermione." Mike said expressionlessly, "Harry, let me tell you the truth, I won't tell you anything about Dumbledore now. This is not for other reasons, but Because your brain has been associated with Voldemort for some reason, this means that he can invade your brain at any time and know our intelligence! This is why Dumbledore must let you learn Occlumency! So I will never tell you anything until you master Occlumency!"

Harry's arms fell down weakly. He gasped and looked at Mike blankly.

"Okay, don't say anything, go back quickly." Mike sighed, "Hermione, take Harry back."

Hermione nodded, stretched out her hand to support Harry and walked out.

But Harry, who was still holding his neck and refused to leave, was now led out by Hermione like a zombie.

…

The next day, the career counseling for fifth-year students finally ended, which meant that the entire Hogwarts finally entered the serious preparation stage.

In two weeks, the entire Hogwarts students will face a final exam that will determine whether they can live comfortably during the holidays.

For fifth and seventh grade students, they have to face the more important Intermediate Wizard Examination and the Ultimate Wizard Examination.

So in these last two weeks, not only the professors, but also the students themselves entered a state of crazy learning.

In this atmosphere, Dolphin's magic drink's amazing restorative effect and powerful refreshing effect have once again made it the best-selling item in the entire Hogwarts.

Originally, during this kind of exam season, the most popular thing among students would be drugs that can strengthen the spirit, such as the 'Concentration Pill'.

It's a pity that the main ingredient of this medicine is dragon dung stone. This cheap psychoactive potion using dragon dung as the main material is far from the opponent of Dolphin's Magic Drink in terms of cost performance and functionality.

Of course, in the face of the market invasion of Dolphin's Magic Drink, many students in the school who specialized in making extra money by selling concentration potions started to have other ideas.

They began to spread rumors everywhere, claiming that Dolphin's Magic Drink was indeed a highly refreshing drug, but this effect had side effects. Long-term consumption of Dolphin's Magic Drink would accumulate toxins in the body, and this toxin would slowly Slowly destroys the human body, eventually leading to infertility!

When Mike heard this rumor for the first time, he was shocked. He really couldn't believe that Hogwarts, a small magic school, could actually cultivate such rumor-mongering talents!

Unfortunately, their plan failed in the end, and the most exaggerated thing is that their efforts had the opposite effect.

Sales of Dolphin Magic Drink have surged again!

This was something Mike never expected. He had already prepared for the decline in sales, but now it has unexpectedly reversed!

In the end, Mike could only admit that his classmates were obviously more concerned about the current exams than losing their fertility.

And just when Hogwarts was in the midst of intense learning, the two injured people also returned to Hogwarts.

"Mike, why haven't they arrived yet?"

Hermione stood in the foyer, looking anxiously at the open space outside the castle. Standing with her were Harry and other classmates.

They were all Ron's classmates. After hearing that Ron was about to be discharged from the hospital and return to school, they spontaneously came to the foyer to wait for Ron's return.

Originally, Ron should not have this kind of reputation, but given the previous contributions made by George and Fred, everyone was very enthusiastic about this matter.

As for Umbridge who came back with Ron, no one came out to greet her except for a very few Slytherins.

Mike was not surprised that this would happen. The leader of Slytherin had always been Chris, not Umbridge. Now that Chris was not here, no one else would come either.

"Just wait a little longer," Mike glanced at his pocket watch, "They should be coming soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, a magically modified snow-green bus appeared in the sky. This incident immediately attracted everyone's attention, and almost everyone looked up to the sky.

Under everyone's gaze, the bus landed at the entrance of Hogwarts Castle at an extremely fast speed, causing a violent gust of air.

Slowly, the door of the bus opened, and Umbridge, wearing a pink fur coat, slowly got out of the bus.

Umbridge was stunned for a moment when she saw the crowd gathered in the foyer, and then a bright smile broke out on her face.

"Classmates, thank you..."

Umbridge spread her arms and spoke enthusiastically to everyone, but as soon as she spoke, the smile on her face froze.