Hogwarts Shippuden

"It means literally." Kyle replied calmly.

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Seeing that the people around him still didn't quite understand what he meant, Kyle explained again:

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"Last night, someone manipulated my door key and sent me to Azkaban."

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"My God, Azkaban?" Mrs. Weasley's face was pale and her lips were bloodless.

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Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, everyone in the wizarding world knew the horror of Azkaban.

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She was having a hard time imagining what Kyle went through in Azkaban.

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"Voldemort arranged for people to ambush me there," Kyle said lightly, "I thought they were too annoying, so I summoned a meteorite."

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Everyone: ? ? ?

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Summoned what?

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Say it again, what did you summon?

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"Meteorite?" Dumbledore's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

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He is not an uninformed wizard, he is well aware of the power of meteorites.

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The main question now is...

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How big is the meteorite that Kyle summoned?

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How did he summon it?

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Before Dumbledore could speak, Kyle answered his doubts.

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Kyle shrugged, "Using the Flying Spell to summon meteorites from the universe, it's a very simple magic."

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In the plainest tone, he spoke the most Versailles words.

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Professor Flitwick really wanted to spit a mouthful of old blood on Kyle's face.

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The magic of the Flying Spell is very simple, basically any wizard can master it.

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But everyone usually summons some small objects around them at most.

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Like Harry and Krum, summoning their broomsticks from a distance of several kilometers, their flying spells can already be regarded as extremely good.

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But you...

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Summoning meteorites from the universe is outrageous.

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This news was so shocking to everyone that they forgot for a while that Azkaban had been smashed by a meteorite.

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In the end, Dumbledore was the first to respond, "What about Azkaban's Dementor?"

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"Before I summoned the meteorites, they were all destroyed by me."

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Kyle shrugged, "Maybe there are surviving dementors in other parts of the magic world, but none of the ones in Azkaban escaped."

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Very good, now the first worry has been lifted.

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Dumbledore turned to Fudge and resumed their conversation.

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"The problem of dementors has been solved, but it wasn't just the dementors that joined Voldemort's camp before."

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"Connelly, you must send envoys to the giants and extend a hand of friendship to them, or Voldemort will persuade them as before."

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Fudge, flushed red, shouted at Dumbledore.

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"It's impossible! Dumbledore! I advise you not to listen to wind and rain, always trying to make big news!"

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"The people of the magical world hate giants! If I write to giants today, tomorrow I will be featured in the headlines of the Daily Prophet, saying that I colluded with giants, and criticize me!"

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He waved his arms excitedly, "By that time, my career will be over!"

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"Sesame is a big point officer, it's like a lifeblood," Kyle curled his lips in disdain.

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He muttered softly at a volume that Fudge could just hear, "There may not be as many people under my command that I can command and move, and the Minister of Magic is not right."

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Fudge's face instantly switched from red to liver.

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True and seamless switching.

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"Fudge, you are so obsessed with your power that it makes you lose your due judgment."

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Dumbledore's voice gradually rose.

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"If you are willing to take the steps I suggest, I guarantee your position will be far stronger than it is now, for you will be admired as one of the bravest and most outstanding Ministers of Magic in history."

Fudge, still shaking his head stubbornly, stepped back.

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"Absurd! Dumbledore, you are crazy!"

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Everyone looked at Fudge in silence, and even Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt, who served as the minister's guard next to him, showed a disappointed expression to Fudge.

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"If you continue to be obsessed and go your own way," Dumbledore's tone revealed deep disappointment, "then we will have to part ways."

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At this moment, Grindelwald's malicious voice came from the side: "Albus, stop talking nonsense with him.

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He slowly paced out of the room, tapping his wand lightly on the palm of his hand, "Let me see, let's kill this waste and support an obedient puppet to come to power again."

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The onlookers are all black lines.

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It involves such a big thing as the change of the Minister of Magic of a country, can you put it so lightly?

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Hearing Grindelwald's understatement but full of murderous words, Fudge was instantly frightened.

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He was only accompanied by two Aurors, Kingsley and Delix, as his guards, and only two people could not give him a sufficient sense of security.

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He almost tumbled and disappeared into the corridor, went to find more Aurors to **** him, and disappeared into Hogwarts Castle at the speed of light.

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If it weren't for his coveting the position of Minister of Magic, Fudge would even want to run away with a bucket and leave the UK at the speed of light.

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Seeing Fudge disappearing, Dumbledore was speechless.

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But what made him speechless even more was what Grindelwald said to him.

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"What on earth did you think, to send such a cowardly and incompetent person to the position of minister?"

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Dumbledore's face darkened.

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Don't say it, don't say it, he has already started to regret it.

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But Grindelwald continued to rub salt on his wound. "Even if the tethered dog is the Minister of Magic, it can do a hundred times better than Cornelius Fudge."

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Dumbledore turned away.

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He didn't want to stay here and endure Grindelwald's cynicism at all.

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Following Dumbledore's departure, everyone surrounding the door of the school doctor's office also left.

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On the way to the headmaster's office, Dumbledore couldn't help sighing.

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He really got Cornelius Fudge wrong.

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He couldn't help but start thinking about the suggestion that Grindelwald had made to him before, that is, to form a force that was completely his own.

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Although he already has an Order of the Phoenix under him.

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But the Order of the Phoenix could not be regarded as a force that completely belonged to him Dumbledore.

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The members of the Order of the Phoenix all came together because of the goal of fighting against Voldemort. They had their own ideas, and it was impossible for them to obey Dumbledore like the saints.

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They follow Dumbledore's leadership, just because of Dumbledore's prestige, and Dumbledore won't lead them to do something they think is wrong.

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But if Dumbledore asked them to assassinate Cornelius Fudge, the members of the Order of the Phoenix would absolutely refuse to follow his orders.

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Times are different now.

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Voldemort has returned.

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It is very necessary to have a force that obeys his words and can do some dirty work for him.

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He couldn't rely on the saints under Grindelwald to work for him every time, could he?

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Under the influence of Grindelwald and his son, Dumbledore has changed a lot now.

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At the very least, the current Dumbledore wouldn't mind taking some less glorious means to achieve his goal, as long as he could kill Voldemort, everything would be worth it.

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Dumbledore would never allow anyone to threaten Kyle's safety.

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Dumbledore, who returned to the principal's office, thought for a long time, and finally made up his mind to form a force.

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Since it is a power hidden in the dark, then I call it—

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Dark part.

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