Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 292 There are many doubts, Dumbledore has a different opinion!
"Professor Dumbledore?" Heilig was checking something at the edge of the field - that is, where they found Mr. Crouch before. He looked very cautious, and his wand was tightly held in his hand.

"Just now we caught an assailant who wanted to attack Mr. Crouch." Hera said calmly.

Mr. Heilig stood up abruptly, "What did you say? Who was the attacker?"

"Professor Igor Karkaroff."

"Karkaroff?" Heilig showed a puzzled expression on his face, and then became angry, "How could he?"

"That's the truth." Hera shrugged indifferently, and suddenly felt that the picture in front of him was becoming blurred, the hair, beard and hair on the tip of his nose were also getting blacker and shorter, and the nose was also slowly getting shorter and becoming more upright—the time for Polyjuice Potion was up, and Hera was changing back to himself.

"Sorry, Mr. Heilig, I suddenly thought of something. I need to leave first. You can go to the school hospital to check the situation. Professor Snape has subdued Karkaroff." Hera said quickly, and he walked away from here quickly.

He walked quickly towards Durmstrang's big ship. He needed to call Krum out within this limited time, but this was obviously not realistic.

As he approached Durmstrang's big ship, ready to board its deck, he could feel his feet slipping in the big shoes, and the purple robe hung loosely around him, his body shrinking, and he had to lift it up.

He struggled up to the deck, and before he even knocked on the cabin door, it was already open.

"Professor Lestrange, what are you doing here?" Krum frowned and asked, "Professor Karkaroff is not here, he is patrolling nearby. You know, it's not safe here recently."

"I don't think you can wait for Professor Karkaroff to come back." Hera gasped, "Professor Karkaroff is currently in the school hospital because of an assault—"

"What! Damn it, I know that Hogwarts is full of despicable people, what happened to Professor Karkaroff? Who attacked him?" Krum was so anxious that he almost spoke German, and he looked very angry.

Hran pursed his lips, feeling quite speechless, "You must have misunderstood something. I mean, Professor Karkaroff was arrested on the spot for allegedly attacking Mr. Crouch."

"What!!!" Krum's jaw almost dropped in surprise, "How is this possible? Professor Karkaroff wouldn't do that."

"But he was caught red-handed."

In the school hospital, it was already midnight. Karkaroff was placed on the hospital bed, and a shackle shackled him to the hospital bed. He was obviously not awake yet—in fact, Madam Pomfrey had given him a large bottle of sleeping potion, and it was impossible for him to wake up within a few days—unless a powerful resurrection spell was used.

"Professor Dumbledore, we Durmstrang will not let you treat Professor Karkaroff like this. He is just a suspect and should not be humiliated like this!" Krum blushed. He tried his best to defend Karkaroff, but the people in the room obviously didn't believe him—they wanted to see it with their own eyes first.

"Mr. Krum, I think what you need is calm thinking. All this will have to wait for the arrival of the British Ministry of Magic and the German Ministry of Magic. This matter is beyond your imagination." Dumbledore said calmly.

Krum looked quite angry, but he had no better way.

"Professor Dumbledore, the British Ministry of Magic will definitely investigate this to the end." Mr. Heilig looked very calm, and he had already come out of the anger just now.At the same time, he turned his head to Krum, "We will never wrong Professor Karkaroff, but in view of his statement ... and his criminal record, I am not optimistic about him."

"But he is our principal."

"This is not the capital for him to do whatever he wants." Mr. Heilig said elegantly, "I also graduated from Durmstrang. In fact, I know more about Karkaroff than you do."

"what"

"Heilig, can you please help me keep an eye on Professor Karkaroff here?" Dumbledore looked very tired, and his voice was deep.

"definitely no problem."

"Hera, Severus, can you come with me?" Dumbledore blinked, and Hera instantly understood what he meant.

They walked all the way to the headmaster's office on the eighth floor, Dumbledore closed the door gently, he went back behind his desk, but did not sit down, he paced back and forth behind the desk.

After a long period of silence, Dumbledore finally spoke, "This is very abnormal, there is definitely something strange about it."

"Obviously, he's just a fool who was pushed out." Snape sneered, his voice cold and angry in his tone. "Based on what I know of him, he simply doesn't have the guts to do this."

"If I remember correctly, he once betrayed the Dark Lord." Hera hesitated for a moment, walked to the desk, and said softly, "Why would the Dark Lord seek help from his traitor?"

"So, Karkaroff is not really the mastermind behind the scenes. He is still hiding in Hogwarts. And he knows what happened back then." Dumbledore said calmly. "This is my judgment, so—Hera!"

"Yes, Professor." Hera responded abruptly when she was called by name.

"I still need you to continue to pretend to be me. Batty hasn't woken up yet. Even if he wakes up, we can't let him appear immediately. He can't protect himself now. He's too weak. The Imperius Curse has tortured him to death." Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed, and his eyes fell on Hera at this moment.

A sense of helplessness surged in Hera's heart, but Dumbledore didn't seem to feel his emotions.He leaned towards Snape.

"Severus," Dumbledore said gently, "I will trouble you during this time, please help us continue to prepare Polyjuice Potion. Believe me, such days will not be too long. We will make everything come to light."

Phoenix Fawkes let out a soft and trembling cry, and it trembled slightly in the air, as if it didn't believe Dumbledore's words.

"The money for potions." Snape said coldly.

Dumbledore gave Hera a helpless look, and then he shrugged resignedly, "Well, I'll give it to you." But the look couldn't be more obvious-our Potions professor is simply too harsh.

Snape snorted coldly, and the black robe rolled away behind him like a sea wave.

"Hera, I will trouble you during this time." Dumbledore said, his eyes were deeply fixed on Hera's eyes, and he did not give Hera a chance to refute.

Hera took a deep breath with a smile on her face. "Of course there is no problem. Let the truth come to light as soon as possible is what we all want to see."

Dumbledore nodded, but he was pacing behind the desk again.

There was another long silence before he stopped abruptly.

"Hera, do you have any guesses?" Dumbledore asked in a heavy tone. He seemed to have some guesses vaguely, but he seemed a little uncertain, and the result was not very acceptable to him.

Hera's heart tightened, but she didn't show a flustered expression.

The current situation is already obvious. Due to time constraints, Barty Jr. has not arranged everything properly, and the hidden unreasonableness has been discovered by Dumbledore and Snape. Hera can no longer pretend to be stupid. He must disclose the news properly to prevent them from focusing on himself.

Hera swallowed, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "Professor Dumbledore, I don't think Professor Karkaroff is really behind the scenes. The real perpetrator should be someone else."

"Oh, so who do you suspect?" Dumbledore looked interested, and he looked up.

"I'm even more suspicious that someone sneaked into Hogwarts." Hera said, "I don't believe that Karkaroff would take such a big risk just to help the Dark Lord. He once betrayed the Dark Lord. Once the Dark Lord makes a comeback, he will definitely punish his traitor as soon as possible. Karkaroff will inevitably be punished."

"Obviously, we think so too." Dumbledore nodded, and he let out a long sigh. "Hera, Batty's situation can't help us to relax our vigilance, even though we have captured Karkaroff, I will count on you for the next few days."

"Uh" Hera was speechless for a while, "Professor Dumbledore, I don't think I'm that suitable either."

"Then do you have any recommendations?"

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"Okay, Hera, I'll give you the wand. Remember to take the Polyjuice Potion on a regular basis so as not to show your feet." Dumbledore's eyes were deeply fixed on Hera's, and an invisible knowing glance flashed between the two of them.

long silence.

Hera finally couldn't help asking: "What about you?"

"Me?" Dumbledore chuckled, "Of course I'm back on the hospital bed, and I want to see who else will come to Batty."

"But Mr. Heilig and Mr. Krum are not."

"You mean that they saw me?" Dumbledore asked softly.

Hera nodded, "Professor," he murmured, "You must know that your identity has been exposed, and the real murderer may find it difficult to act again."

"That's exactly what I want them to know." Dumbledore's eyes flashed with a faint blue light, and Hera thought he was wrong.

Hera pursed her lips, and quickly reacted, "Okay, I think I understand what you mean."

"Hera, take my wand." Dumbledore paused, and then explained, "Don't be fooled by power. Wizards control power, not be controlled by power."

"I understand, Professor." Hera nodded, picked up the elder wand on the table, and put it in her pocket.

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"Do you have any doubts?" Dumbledore blinked, probably meaning that Hera could leave.

Hera nodded, and just about to turn around and leave, she suddenly realized a question, "Professor Dumbledore, should you go to the school hospital?"

"." The smile on Dumbledore's face froze, and he coughed several times in a row, "Ahem, then I'll go down first, and you remember to drink the Polyjuice Potion on time."

"Okay, Professor."

Hera looked at the back of Dumbledore leaving, and felt a little pain in her forehead. How could he continue to pretend to be Dumbledore?
This is simply incredible!

"Hey, when will this kind of day end?" Hera sighed, stretching her palm into her pocket at will, but touched a cold thing - Dumbledore's wand.

He curiously took out Dumbledore's elderberry wand from his pocket. The elderberry boughs on it felt a little restful to the touch. It was clearly the end of June, but it was surprisingly cold.

This wand was very long, a full fifteen inches. Hera wanted to use it to cast a fluorescent flash to experience it, but when he held the wand with his fingers and wanted to wave it, he could feel the slight resistance thought in it, which made his hands tremble slightly.

"Is it true that the wand chooses the wizard?" Hera murmured. He raised the wand to his eyes and looked at it carefully.

Well, Hera didn't see any abnormality, it didn't look different except that it was longer.

"I'd better go back to bed now, it's so late again." Hera sighed, picked up the remaining compound soup on the table and returned to the bedroom, carefully placed the medicine on the bedside, and Hera soon fell asleep.

There were no accidents in the following days. Hera had been busy with the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot. He was almost annoyed by the German Ministry of Magic. Fortunately, Mr. Heilig was there to help. He was a wizard who graduated from Durmstrang, and he knew the situation of the German Ministry of Magic very well.

But Hera could feel that Heilig seemed to be hostile to him, or to Professor Dumbledore who he pretended to be.But since he has been helping him deal with the German Ministry of Magic, Hera didn't think much about it.Perhaps out of the school's sense of honor, Heilig thought he was suspected of covering Harry.

And today, obviously Heilig couldn't help him anymore, because the person who came to Hogwarts today was the Minister of Magic of the United Kingdom——Connery Fudge.

In fact, Hera had dealt with Fudge a few times, but since he took over the position of Hogwarts Acting Headmaster in 1992, their relationship has been much colder. If he hadn't handed Black over to the British Ministry of Magic last year, their relationship would have remained cold.

But apparently Dumbledore and Fudge had a much worse relationship.

"Dumbledore, I don't see any connection, not at all!" Fudge slapped the table angrily, "Ludo said Bertha might have lost her way. I also think she should be found by now, but anyway, we haven't found any signs of murder, Dumbledore, not at all. As for your linking her disappearance with the Barty Crouch matter, it's pure nonsense!"

"Minister, what do you think Barty Crouch's words mean?" Hera lowered her eyelids. Fudge had been making trouble with him all afternoon, and he kept repeating the same sentence—he wanted to take Barty Crouch away, and he thought he was just mentally ill.

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