Hogwarts: Dirge of Magic

Slanting sunlight filtered through the windows, illuminating the slightly dim room.

Da da--

In the office where many ancient objects are placed.

The sound of a finger colliding with the solid wood table sounded rhythmically.

The owner of the finger is none other than Dumbledore.

At this time, he was holding the cup with one hand with a frowning face, taking a sip from time to time, and tapping the table with the other hand.

He stared blankly at the door in front of him.

Last night, the coup d'etat was achieved vigorously and the mop-up work was completed. At dawn, he hurried back.

In the dungeon, he awakened Tom who was insane.

But the experience in the dungeon, I really can't let go of it for a long time.

The boy's indifferent expression deeply pricked his heart.

"Professor! You told me not to touch these black magics! The reason is that I can't control it because it's too evil?"

"Then what is the meaning of the existence of these black magic?"

"I just want to pursue power! Only when power is in my own hands can I feel safe!"

"I think I'm too restrained, my black magic power is not enough. Kerwin can easily defeat me!"

"correct!"

"Is this your purpose?! Let me be a joke, let Kerwin become a model student in the eyes of the teachers and students in the school!"

"Then promoting black magic is wrong! Love is the true meaning of magic!"

"Love? I'm sorry, sir, but I still think that conquest and coercion are the right thing to do."

...

"Okay, I promise you, I won't study black magic anymore."

Tom's disdainful expression, as long as he closes his eyes, will be displayed in front of him.

Dumbledore heaved a long sigh. He knew that Tom promised not to learn black magic anymore because he told him that if he didn't admit his mistake and make the promise, then he would be locked in the dungeon forever.

Where did your education go wrong?

Newt and Cifer are such excellent little wizards...

Dumbledore was a little sad.

dong dong dong-

"Please come in."

"Good morning! Professor Dumbledore."

"Good morning, Sifa."

Seeing Sifa, Dumbledore regained his confidence in teaching and educating people.

It must be that I am not persistent enough!Tom lacked love since he was a child, and under his own influence, he will always understand!

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"Yes, this semester I have been working hard to subvert the pure-blood family's monopoly on the magic world."

After reading the Daily Prophet, Xifa came to Dumbledore's office with a lot of confusion.

The first thing to ask, of course, is the contents of the Daily Prophet.

Originally, Xifa just wanted to ask if the Daily Prophet was trying to kill the net and spread the last panic.

However, Professor Dumbledore not only admitted that the news was true, but further admitted that this was what he did.

"The war has not yet affected our country, and we don't actually need to be on the front line every day."

"But in Hogwarts, there are many young wizards who are their eyeliner."

"If we're not at Hogwarts every day, it's going to get their attention."

"However, I left Hogwarts and secretly came to work in the peninsula in the camp."

"But I don't know why, our actions will always be noticed by them."

"I didn't realize it until you told me about the Daily Prophet."

"I also used the Daily Prophet to send them some wrong information, and that's how the coup was done without causing major disturbances."

After saying so much in one breath, Dumbledore took a sip of the viscous honey water and waved his hands lightly.

But obviously, the process of this coup cannot be smooth sailing, but for the greater good, they will not hesitate.

Since the result was good and the professor didn't plan to explain it to him in detail, there was no need to ask.

Sifa nodded.

"By the way, the current Minister of Magic, under my guidance, has been promoted all the way from the tea boy of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters to become the minister."

Looking at Dumbledore who winked mischievously at himself.

Xifa was a little confused, and said that you are not the White Demon King? !The Ministry of Magic is now your voice!Professor Dumbledore!

"If I go to work in the Ministry of Magic, I will go and talk to him." Xifa replied blankly.

"Hahaha! You are too talented to work for the Ministry of Magic. Actually, what I want to say is that you can install a Floo fireplace in your own home."

Xifa thought about it. It is impossible to install it in his own home. At present, it is best for the people in the orphanage not to have too much contact with the wizarding world, but buy an idle room nearby and transform it into a Muggle living room. The stronghold in the world is not bad.

"I see. I will apply to the Floo Network Administration in your name."

Dumbledore shook his head with a wry smile, but did not refuse.

After a while, he put away his smile, and said to Xifa with a slightly sad look in his eyes.

"Sifer, I hope you will forgive Tom."

People give a sweet date with a stick, but the professor is doing the opposite here.

Thinking that the professor had helped him so much, Sifa decided to give Dumbledore a chance to explain.

"Tom is just controlled by power, he himself is not that bad."

Sifer gave Dumbledore a look that you think I would believe.

"I can only say so much, please believe me!"

However, the corner of Dumbledore's mouth squirmed for a moment, and finally gave such an answer.

"What good is it to me to keep him alive?"

"If he dies, you will definitely regret it!"

???

Dumbledore replied without thinking, and he couldn't fix Sifa.

"I... well, I hope you can restrain him." After the words fell, Sifer raised his arm and waved it in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore nodded slowly, not knowing whether he agreed to Sifer or understood that the Unbreakable Vow no longer protected Tom.

"Next question, how did you break the spell cast by the portrait?"

It can be seen that Xifa is very dissatisfied, and now he uses you to call Dumbledore directly.

"Thanks to you and Elise, Bernice told me what you found. I wrote to my friends and finally found out it was true."

"The magic?"

"That's not some profound magic. I just followed the method Newt told me and released the scale powder on the wings of the strange beauty butterfly that he helped me find to the entire campus. It has a powerful hallucinogenic effect, too. With the eyes as the medium."

"Tackling poison with poison?"

"Yes, I woke them up with the song of the phoenix in the end. Of course, you have seen the shortcomings. Now they are still in the auditorium."

"Then Jack and Malfoy..."

"I'm sorry for Jack's death. There was nothing I could do about it at the time. Malfoy was sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. He was mentally disturbed."