All things are three at Hogwarts

"Dumbledore," when they left the school doctor's office and there were no students around, Horace and Dumbledore walked forward side by side. He rubbed his hands hesitantly to hint at his suspicions in a low voice, "Look. With the current situation...if something happens to you, who will benefit the most?"

"Do you doubt Professor Alan Harris?" Dumbledore's blue eyes under his crescent-shaped glasses were a little surprised.

"Dumbledore, you said this, I didn't say it was him!" Slughorn frowned. The reason why he didn't directly say that he suspected Allen was because he didn't want to worry about McGonagall and Snape. He said it directly in front of the professor and others to avoid confusion. Once it reached Allen's ears, he would be a little embarrassed to face him again, but he didn't expect Dumbledore to say it directly.

"Impossible, Mr. Harris would never do such a thing, absolutely impossible!" Professor McGonagall retorted firmly, and she shook her head in disapproval.

McGonagall has watched Allen grow up to where he is now over the years. Even if he disagrees with some of his views and has misunderstood him, he has personally experienced the incident where Allen stopped Umbridge from trying to seize Dumbledore's personal belongings. Finally, she didn't think Alan could be so bad, although the fact that he sometimes liked to play pranks and tried to make her write a review during the Ministry of Magic incident made her a little angry... And think about the Quidditch game, Alan Lun is not a second-generation mysterious person who doesn't like flying broomsticks. For the sake of fairness, he would rather donate a large sum of gold galleons to buy broomsticks for all the college's Quidditch teams. How could such a person do such a thing as poisoning the wine? Regarding the matter, McGonagall, who was also the main player of the Quidditch team during school and a senior and avid Quidditch fan, has his own judgment.

Dumbledore twirled the ring on his withered finger, "Oh, please forgive Horace, but although I misunderstood you, I also have many differences of opinion with Professor Alan Harris, but he is not going to use This poisonous and despicable method is used to kill me."

Snape, who was just following them in a black cloak, looked over them with cold and mocking eyes, mocking in his heart that Dumbledore was at least half right.

After everyone left, Dumbledore stopped Snape, who was trying to return to his cold and damp basement: "Severus, wait a moment, I have something I want to talk to you about alone."

Snape stopped and turned around and walked into his office with the Headmaster. He turned his big aquiline nose towards Dumbledore and said nothing.

"You should pay more attention to Miss Pansy Parkinson." Dumbledore looked serious, adjusted the glasses on his crooked nose, and seemed a little angry at Snape's tone, "Don't let our The plan and her actions accidentally harmed others."

"Have you ever thought that your demands are too much...that you take too many things for granted?" Snape straightened his back beside Dumbledore and retorted, "Your wise brain , have you ever thought that I don’t want to continue doing this?”

"Have I ever thought about it, it has nothing to do with this matter." Dumbledore turned his back to Snape and looked at the sky outside the large terrace of the attic. "There is no room for negotiation now, Severus, you have already agreed, There’s nothing left to talk about…”

Snape waved the hem of his cloak with his hand and turned away, but after taking a few steps, he stopped and asked: "If your arrangements go smoothly...how are you going to deal with Alan Harris?" "

"I have my own arrangements..." Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and glanced at Snape, who was expressionless. "Recently, those pure-blood families have begun to contact me again, including those who hated me before, and people like the Berk family behind them. They knew that I didn’t like them either, so they asked the school directors to come forward and borrowed their names. They hoped that I could drive all the Harrises out of the UK.”

"You don't intend to do that," Snape judged expressionlessly.

"Alan Harris's attitude towards Muggles and half-blood wizards is actually the same as mine. The conflict between me and him comes from our differences in other ideas..." Dumbledore held his hands disapprovingly, "Let Alan Harris needs to work with them as school directors to stay away from Hogwarts, so that he can legitimately avoid the fierce head-on conflict with the Ministry of Magic behind Harris, so that the children in the school do not have to risk access to those dangerous knowledge, but That's all I'm willing to do. As for the adult wizards who want to study in those so-called temples, they have graduated, and I am no longer their principal."

"They don't want to see just driving Alan Harris out of Hogwarts. Do they want you to force the Harrises out of the UK completely? That's impossible... Such drastic measures will lead to violent conflicts and the wizarding world will be affected. Not to mention the shock, you will definitely not want to see Alan Harris become the next Dark Lord..." Snape's eyes fell on Dumbledore's withered palm and snorted, "And let's not say that you still have it. If you don’t have the energy and strength to do it, you will never do it yourself... Are you actually very happy with his attitude towards the birth background of wizards? Is it because the Harris family has a different judgment than you did before and it’s not just for power? Do you think you Will your ideas about Muggle wizards have an heir after your death? Are you still so arrogant that you think you can make him follow the trajectory you arranged?!"

"I'm too old, Severus, and too tired..." Dumbledore still didn't look at Snape, and the motto proposed by him, everything for the greater good, rang in his heart.

On the other side, Allen, who had also left the school doctor's office, held Hermione's hand. Feeling the coldness of Know-It-All's hand, Allen chuckled and tried to change the atmosphere: "Hermione, when I came over, I heard Padma say Her sister Parvati witnessed you being kissed several times by Lavender Brown in the dormitory.”

"That doesn't feel wonderful! The skin on my face was split by kisses!" Hermione didn't want to recall the embarrassing things she had done under the influence of the love potion before, so she hit Allen. Only then did she notice the safety on Allen's body. Ka, asked, "Anka always looks majestic on weekdays, why did he make himself so embarrassed today?"

"Penello is back, you know... Anka and Penello are actually somewhat similar in personality... They had a fight in the Auror office of the Ministry of Magic not long after they met..." Alan thought that the two of them were about to break up before. As if leaving the Auror office, Allen, who didn't know how to ease the relationship, unconsciously held his forehead, noticed Hermione's worried look and explained, "Don't worry, their mission in Africa is worse than expected." To be successful, we just had some minor incidents and are currently dealing with the aftermath. I will tell you in detail later.”

Anka plucked out one of his broken feathers angrily, and then chirped crisply, flying from Allen's shoulder to Hermione's head, and lay down comfortably in her fluffy hair.

Hermione casually and subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch Anka's soft and smooth feathers. Anka's eyes were sharp and he bit Hermione's fingers fiercely. For Anka, Hermione was just a bird's nest for him to rest, and as a Of course the bird's nest cannot touch its own feathers.

"Be careful." Allen had quick eyesight and quick hands. He stretched out his hand to block Anka's attack for Hermione, but Anka saw it was Allen's hand and chirped slightly in dissatisfaction. He did not peck it, but he was worried about the fight before. Anka, who was already a little angry at Alan for not helping him during the incident, turned his head and stopped looking at him.

"Sorry Alan, I thought Ankh was my Thunderbird Cotton."

"Hermione, I have to go find Sirius. Come with me to relax. I happen to need your help if something happens." Allen noticed Hermione's recent abnormality and made such a request to her. Then Allen Lun glanced at the Anka nestled on her head helplessly, knowing that he had to return to the cake shop.