I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 137 The secret behind Li Huo

Ian walked halfway, as if he suddenly thought of something, he turned to Fudge and said, "By the way, Mr. Minister, I don't really want to see a newspaper report on today's incident tomorrow, it will cause me a lot of trouble." Troubled. After all, I'm still a student."

Fudge, who had just relaxed, suddenly saw Ian turning his head back, and subconsciously took two or two steps back, and then breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Dumbledore's figure.

After calming down, he said, "You can rest assured that no media will report on this matter, whether it is mainstream newspapers or other magazines."

Perhaps seeing Ian's puzzled expression, Fudge wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained: "In the past, those newspapers' criticisms of the Ministry of Magic were authorized by us, otherwise they really thought that they could report on anything. "

In fact, Fudge is telling the truth. Unlike the previous incidents, this time it is obviously related to the face of the British Ministry of Magic, so no matter which faction they are, they must remain silent on this matter, and those newspapers and magazines are just tools of different factions. That's all.

"That's good! Goodbye, Mr. Minister. If you are free, come to my candy store and I will give you a 95% discount." Ian did not forget to attract customers to his shop in the end.

Probably the magic power returned to calm, and the affinity of the phoenix in Ian had the upper hand again, but he himself did not realize that at this moment, both his expression and aura were the same as Dumbledore when he was young, especially the phoenix Fawkes. Standing affectionately on his shoulder.

This picture made many onlookers ponder.

……

"Alahoo hole is open." The door of the candy store opened in response.

Ian looked back at Dumbledore behind him, and said with some embarrassment: "No way, they arrested me before I received the key."

"It's all over, isn't it?" Dumbledore said indifferently.

"Ha, you're right, it's all over." Ian nodded in agreement. "Also, I don't think this kind of thing will happen again after this time."

"Isn't that exactly what you want today?" Dumbledore blinked, his tone somewhat helpless.

"I'm not accusing you of doing something wrong, but you should at least tell me in advance. You made a big fuss at the Ministry of Magic as soon as I arrived at Newt's house. If it wasn't for Fox, I wouldn't have come back in time."

"Newt? Newt Scamman's? So you took a trip to America on the first day of summer at Hogwarts? And then left Professor McGonagall to handle all the finishing touches?"

Seeing Ian's teasing tone, Dumbledore smiled awkwardly. "Actually... Minerva asked for it herself. She is always worried about this and that."

He was a little speechless for Dumbledore's shameless answer. "Come in, we look a little silly standing at the door chatting like this."

Ian pushed open the door and invited Dumbledore into the candy store.

"Eat whatever you like, because there are no clean utensils, so don't even think about black tea and honey water. But maybe we can drink some of this."

As he spoke, he took out the bottle of Ogden's Old Flame Whiskey from the dragon's leather pocket, which was also Lockhart's favorite wine mentioned in the original book.

Dumbledore took out two brass Knuts, turned them into two goblets with a flick of his wand, and got up to pick out sweets.

Watching Dumbledore pick and choose in the candy store like a child.He didn't even spare the corner of the counter. Basically, whenever he encountered a candy jar, he would turn it out and open it to see what was inside.

Ian, on the other hand, poured himself a glass of Flame Whiskey, and sat on the sofa quietly watching the old man's innocent behavior.

He could see that Dumbledore's behavior at the moment was not the slightest affectation or acting, it was simply the expression of his inner appeal, without any factors mixed in.

Probably, Dumbledore will do what he thinks in his heart.

For example, he really wanted to eat candy at the moment, and he was curious about what was in the jar, so he kept searching on the shelves and counters.

"In such a big candy store, there are no piles of cockroaches."

Hearing this slightly complaining tone, Ian also smiled silently.

"Next time you come back, I will make a super-large shelf, the kind that simulates a cockroach nest, and let them crawl and crawl in it. It's cool, isn't it?"

Dumbledore was instantly attracted by the scene described by Ian. "It's a great idea, I can't wait to see how it looks, and if it works, I'll make one in the principal's office too."

Seeing Dumbledore's expression of approval and longing, Ian couldn't help covering his forehead with his hands...

He was talking purely ironically, but Dumbledore took it seriously... a candy store, and when you opened the door, you saw a huge cockroach nest?

To be honest, he really doesn't expect this store to make money, but he can't do it like this.

"Yeah, you're right, but if you can't wait, I can customize one for your office first, so that you can sleep staring at the cockroach nest every day."

However, Dumbledore's complaint just now also reminded Ian that the types of candies here are indeed a bit single.Therefore, he doesn't mind copying those classic candies from his previous life.

Such as: sweet-scented osmanthus crispy candy, rice flower candy, tower candy, dragon beard candy, winter melon candy, etc. Don’t have too many varieties, which can be regarded as cultural output.

Thinking of this, he turned to Dumbledore and said, "I'll develop some new candies in a while, and I'll ask Fox to bring you some back to taste. Remember to write me back and write a review."

"Hahaha." Dumbledore smiled happily at the moment. "Of course, I'm looking forward to it. To be honest, I'm getting tired of candies now."

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"...So, this is what happened." Ian said indifferently.

After picking out the candy, he and Dumbledore sat on the sofa like this, drinking whiskey and chatting.

Although Dumbledore didn't ask the whole story of what happened today, Ian felt that he still had to say something, because he was right anyway.

The blame can only be blamed on their bad luck, but if he can save some points, he will not be so angry. He only asked for 20 Galleons. Does he really think that his money came from a strong wind?It's really irritating.

"I know, I know. So you did nothing wrong in this matter. After encountering unfair treatment, the power of magic should be used to defend your own rights and interests."

Dumbledore was a little relieved, obviously Ian's frankness also made him very happy.Ian and Tom were not the same kind of people, he had always been sure of that.

"It's just that your ability to control Fiendfire is beyond my expectation. It's only been two days since you got that book."

Hearing Dumbledore's doubts, Ian smiled wryly and said, "You think I'm in control? I'm trying to hold on. There are dozens of Fiendfires, and I've tried my best to keep them quiet."

Speaking of this, Ian looked at Dumbledore with some gratitude. "As long as you come 10 minutes late, I can't pretend anymore. Either Fiendfire is out of control, or the curse will end. Anyway, that thing is very dangerous, and it feels really dangerous to me."

Ian deliberately repeated the danger twice, the first danger was for ordinary wizards.And the second time, it was because of his intuition, he always felt that there should be something behind Lihuo.

It is different from the inherent thinking mode of the indigenous wizards of this world.

He is still a little wary of this kind of magic that can devour life force wantonly.Devouring is different from destroying or killing, it is actually being eaten.

Based on the law of energy conservation, where does the eaten life go?The Sorcerer's Stone devours life and can make longevity potions.But what about Fiend?Not to mention split growth, Ian is very clear that the so-called split growth is just an appearance.

Dumbledore was unusually silent.

It seemed to be organizing his words, and then he said seriously: "Fiendfyre is very dangerous. That's why many knowledgeable wizards will avoid large-scale use of Fiendfyre."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore's eyes were full of memories, and his tone was a little regretful and regretful. "Of course, as long as you don't try to set fire to a city, then it is still very safe. You should understand what I mean. The one-time amount is the key, not the scattered and accumulated amount."

"Yes, Professor. I see!"

Although Dumbledore didn't say the hidden information behind it, he at least gave him the rules of using safety standards.That's enough, as for secrets and the like... To be honest, he's not interested at all.

The more you know, the more tired you are!

The most intuitive one is the French Muggle world, which has always banned the so-called paternity test. If someone does it secretly, they will face prison.

Therefore, the French are very romantic and live happily.

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