Hogwarts Everything is Three

Chapter 907

And on this side of the hall, after talking for a while, the mysterious man Alan learned from Lucius Malfoy had sent Death Eaters to fight guerrillas in the Muggle World and the Ministry of Magic, bringing his father Irving to Lun told them how he prepared to respond.

At this time, Hermione was even more grateful to Penello for dispatching armed forces in advance to protect their relatives in the Muggle world. She nodded and thanked Penello, who seemed to have little response, and then fell into Meditation, trying to find some solutions or alleviation.

"Some landmark buildings and places with a lot of people's traffic will temporarily be manpowered, but..." Allen was a little embarrassed by this situation, and he couldn't tell Hermione that if he immediately raided the mysterious man's nest, he would naturally solve the problem.

"But the Muggle world is too big... we can't help it." Hermione thought about a lot of ways that she was eventually overthrown, "but I don't understand, what use is this mysterious man's plan for us? Just like Ai Lun said, as long as the wizarding world is not affected... wizards will not care too much about the life and death of Muggles..."

"I will speed up the resolution of education reforms, but as I said earlier, during this time we have to warn your friends and relatives in the Muggle world, it is best not to walk around... I think you need to drink something hot now. "Allen got up and went to the kitchen when he finished speaking. He was going to give them something to make them warm.

"Does the mysterious person now really look like a planned person?" Penello saw Alan walk away and began to sneer at Hermione's reaction. She leaned back, "Do you know what he is?" He is a dog chasing a car, even if he catches up, he doesn't know what to do."

This successfully attracted Hermione's attention to Penello.

"In a sense, I'm a little like him, you know? I just do things." Penello explained with some unorganized gestures with both hands. "The Ministry of Magic has plans, the Pureblood family has plans, Dumbledore has plans, Ai Len and Luna have a plan, and you have a plan. You are all conspirators. The conspirators want to control this small world. When things go according to plan, no one will panic, just like our own media reports later emphasized. It’s just that the Muggle world suffers. No wizard will panic too much... I am not a conspirator, nor am I a mysterious person now. I understand him in this respect, but the difference between me and him is that he is a wild dog without an owner. , He just wanted to express that he is not something you can control, and I am different, I have a'master', I just need to do things for him as Allen said...Hermione, you should focus Some, you think too much about useless things, and you Gryffindor have been unable to grasp the point of the matter..."

Allen, who was making tea in the kitchen, noticed that the TV series that women love to watch in the family today is over, but Helena is still staring at the TV with commercials in the corner, seemingly fascinated.

"Helena can't get in and out of the tower freely. She has to be taken by someone if she wants to go back to the tower. This is really not very convenient." Allen said to the air around him, "It's almost alright to drink, otherwise I will hiccup. Will be caught by Hermione."

There was a noise in the trash can next to Luna, and Luna lifted the phantom spell and showed her figure. She glanced at Penello and Hermione who were discussing: "When these humans set standards for good, evil follows. Live together."

"The saint is immortal, there are more thieves." Allen agreed, and then returned his attention to his daughter. He called Helena to let her come over.

"Father, mother." Helena walked on foot before she was in a hurry to drop the food out of her belly, and she twirled the skirts on both sides to salute.

"If Helena likes TV, there is one in my school room." Allen smiled at her daughter, "I will cast a spell when I go back. No other ghosts can come in and discover your secret."

"Mom has recently mastered some new powers." Luna stared at Helena and said, "Phantom shifting and walking shadows are useless. Wait for me to study and see if there is any new way for you to teleport yourself."

"Thank you Mom and Dad," Helena floated up happily, but after thinking about it, she put her hands together and put her hands on her chest. "You have more important things to work on. Don't spend your energy on me. I am now Being able to touch things and taste the taste of food makes me happier than other ghosts."

Allen did not speak, he just waved thoughtfully with the hand hidden under the robe, so that the daughter who was happy and forgot to maintain the entity fell on the ground and swept all the food into the trash can—the sea where there is no way to salivate and digest. The food that Lena fell out remained basically the same, much cleaner than what her parents had pulled in the Black Lake cave that night.

Helena realized what had happened to her forgetting to maintain her shape. She froze in the air, not knowing how to face her parents.

"Helena, don't be ashamed, children have done this in front of their parents..." Luna took a sneaky glance at the portrait in the kitchen, and found that Helga was not there. She whispered to Helena, "What you sent Mom will solve it, but Mom’s potions class still has a six-foot parchment paper for you to write..."

A few hours ago, Harry ran directly to the corridor of Dumbledore’s office, panting, shouted an order at the stone monster guard at the door, and then rushed up the spiral staircase three steps before he thought of Dumbledore. He is now taking the Apparition Test in Hogsmeade Village, which calms Harry a little bit. Knowing that these conversations are not suitable for more people to hear, he just sat in front of the principal’s office and waited for Dumbledore until His return-Dumbledore came out of the office at dinner time, and he did not return through the front door.

"It seems we can eat in my office..." Dumbledore invited Harry in, and then he sat behind the headmaster's desk and looked up at Harry carefully. He was still very pale and leaned weakly against the headmaster. On the chair, the silver eyebrows were locked tightly, and a shallow vertical line formed in the middle.

"Harry? It seems that what you are going to tell me next is what makes you so unhappy?"

"Snape." Harry said with unprecedented anger, he said extremely loudly, "You actually believe Snape, a Death Eater who told Voldemort the prophecy. He eavesdropped on the prophecy outside the room."

There was silence in the room, and there was no word for a while.

"You also let him teach here. He told Voldemort to hunt down my parents!" Harry didn't want to get angry and roar at Dumbledore, but he couldn't control his emotions and roared out.

Harry turned his back to Dumbledore, trying to restrain his urge to throw something.

"Harry, calm down, please listen to me." Dumbledore turned Harry back and stared at him. When Harry finally calmed down, Dumbledore said, "What Sybil doesn't know is, Professor Snape was still employed by Voldemort when he heard the first half of her prediction. Hearing such news, he couldn't wait to tell his master. But when Professor Snape realized that Voldemort would behave like that When you understand the prophecy, you don’t know how regretful he is. I believe this is the greatest regret in his life and the reason for his return..."

"I don't believe him, he's not like me. He is a very powerful Occupational Brain Master, isn't he, Professor?" Harry sneered loudly. He tried his best to keep calm, but his voice still trembled, "How can you be sure? Isn't Snape a spy sent by the mysterious man in turn?"

Dumbledore did not speak for a while. He seemed to be making up his mind, and finally he said: "I am sure I trust Severus Snape completely."

Harry took a few deep breaths, trying to stabilize his emotions, but to no avail, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes: "He and Pansy Parkinson may have appeared in the cave so coincidentally. The reason for the dead, they notified the mysterious man."

"Then why didn't the mysterious people come by themselves? Harry, I mean if they were, I don't think we would have this chance to have this conversation..." Dumbledore said extremely calmly, "Harry, Snee Professor Pu can never be against me. Pansy is just an ordinary student and she cannot monitor the principal."

Harry's head buzzed, and an angry flame burned in his chest. He couldn't wait to jump on and grab Dumbledore and shake it hard to make him awake. Harry didn't believe neither Snape nor Pansy, but how could Dumbledore realize their danger and unreliability.

Harry's gaze swept across Dumbledore's scorched and dry hands. The professor always believed in others like this, but why would he rather believe in Snape and Pansy~www.NovelMTL.com~ instead of what he said? What about?

Harry lowered his head and bit his lip, his heart felt like knocking over a five-flavored bottle, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, extremely sad, Harry was very wronged, he remembered what happened to him for so many years, almost every time It's all like this. What I said is not recognized and believed by others, but what I said clearly is true, at least most of them...every time they have to wait for the matter to end, they find that they are wrong and they are right. It's too late, everything can't go back.

"Harry, you should learn to think with your own head instead of every time someone tells you something, you either can't listen at all, or accept it all. This is wrong, you should learn to distinguish the true from the false by yourself... …"

What Allen said to him at the Black Lake at the beginning rang in Harry’s mind, but now he was in a mess, and his heart was filled with anger and grievance. He couldn’t think about the problem calmly, and Harry didn’t think about Dumbledore’s will. Any way...

"Excuse me, Professor, but I insist on my opinion." With a decision in his mind, Harry said goodbye to Dumbledore, and then ignored Dumbledore's reaction and quickly walked out of the office and down the spiral staircase.

(End of this chapter)