Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

Fear and rumors always run the fastest. When the students in Hogwarts were having breakfast, they spread the news that a boa constrictor appeared from the Forbidden Forest yesterday, and Professor Aerys and Nyx spoke the language of snakes. , the front page headline of the "Daily Prophet" sent by countless owls impressively reflected the headline "Professor is related to You-Know-Who, Dumbledore is crazy". I got off the broom and ran a few steps, and was strangled tightly by Nagini's body for a few minutes. The details are so clear that even the first-year students who were taking the protection of magical creatures class at that time didn't remember it so clearly. Make private discussions even more bizarre.

Who was going to tell the Ministry of Magic about it or even publish it right away after just one night?

Umbridge?

Forget it, that old woman did have this ability, but she wasn't there at all.

Although this article is strangely unsigned, but this style, no matter how much it is concealed, still makes people feel that it belongs to Rita Skeeter.She has always been sought after by people for her daring and shocking materials and the detailed and clear news. Even though some people think that the details that are complete to minutes and seconds are more like she is making up, but Dumbledore, who knows her secret, has already understood Yes—yesterday Rita Skeeter must have turned into a pink beetle and happened to be there to see the whole process—the Duke of Slytherin threw her out of the castle, and Hogwarts will abide by this will to prevent her from entering the castle, but It doesn't keep her out of the Forbidden Forest.

Especially in the Forbidden Forest in April, who would notice a small beetle on a tree trunk, behind a stone, or in any corner?

Dumbledore pressed his forehead, and showed an unusually kind smile to the small animals who whispered and peeked here from time to time. In fact, the black headline directly asked whether he was crazy or stupid. With his life on the line, he really didn't feel the slightest bit indebted. After going out for another night yesterday, he had already received some very bad news from the most peripheral liaison office of the Order of the Phoenix.

Someone broke into the Ministry of Magic last night. In the Department of Mysteries, it was confirmed that it was the body of Barty Crouch Jr. who should have died in Azkaban. He should have fainted in the room full of prophecy balls (The white wizard who heard this frowned tightly, and then struggled to come forward, as if he was thrown an Avada in a defenseless kneeling state and was killed directly. Little Barty, who was once a Death Eater It is very clear who will kneel, but the Ministry of Magic insists on not admitting it, thinking that it is the remnants of Death Eaters who are responsible, and this incident should also be an internal dispute.

Just when Dumbledore was feeling overwhelmed, more bad news came from the Order of the Phoenix: most of the wizards he sent to protect Ludo Bagman were killed or injured, and Ludo Bagman himself disappeared.

If this is not the worst news, then Mrs. Maxime's words in the morning have completely declared that the Triwizard Tournament may end halfway—Germany has been completely controlled by the Saints, and power has begun to penetrate into France. After several battles between Marseilles and the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, which almost affected the normal order of the Muggle society, the French Ministry of Magic finally decided to retreat across the board and abandon the southern city, and announced the existence of the saints and the order to start the war.

There is nothing more terrifying than an outright declaration of war.

The frightening thing is that the white wizard searched through the "Daily Prophet", but he didn't see a single word about France's declaration of war alert, let alone Ludo Bagman's end and the accident of the Department of Mysteries.

In Hogwarts now, Slytherin is here, and Grindelwald is here. If Voldemort is here, there is no need for him to bother him this time.

The white wizard felt that the pumpkin juice he drank was bitter.

"Dumbledore, although the glory of Beauxbatons is very important, I can't take these students away from their parents during the war, nor can I leave the whole school alone." Madam Maxim ate what she thought was A farewell or last meal at Hogwarts: "The third game is supposed to be until June [-]th, but we have to leave here this morning."

There was an unbearable sarcasm in the tall woman's expression: "I think, even if Furong leaves, this is still a 'three-strong' competition, isn't it?"

Obviously, she didn't read the "Daily Prophet" this morning. No one is used to reading news in newspapers that are not in their own language, especially knowing that Furong's name was misspelled in the promotion of the Triwizard Tournament. In the last line, after the newspaper is full of news about the savior, Madame Maxime will not read such things.

So the breakfast ended in a very weird atmosphere.

then--

"What, that Defense Against the Dark Arts professor can speak Parseltongue?" Mrs. Maxim and her students stood beside the Pegasus carriage with a dazed expression.

"Why are the students of Beauxbatons leaving? What, France is at war with Germany?"

Here are the utterly dumbfounded Hogwarts critters.

Well, why did war suddenly appear? This is not a joke, is it?Or are they awake?

After Mrs. Maxim came back to her senses, she didn't even bother to say her farewell words. She got into the carriage directly, wishing she could leave here as soon as possible. , and the weirdness of Iris, she is not a normal wizard, she has half the blood of a giant, and she can find something strange, but she doesn't want to know, she just wants to leave this famous European place as soon as possible. Madman's Castle.

Merlin knew who the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was.

In any case, there is absolutely nothing wrong with leaving here early.

Fleur's sister, Gabriel, has died inexplicably. If she stays any longer, it might be more dangerous than the south of France, which is completely occupied by the saints (Mrs. Maxime is the truth, in fact, the leader of the saints sits in the next to you).

"The Dark Lord in Germany has been resurrected, and the Mysterious Man won't—" The little animals were still discussing in panic.

"What resurrection, Grindelwald didn't die at all, he was just locked up."

"It doesn't matter what the mysterious person is, you should think about what the newspaper said first."

The worries of the little animals were not without reason. Umbridge had been waiting for the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic to come to the castle to arrest people the first moment he received the Daily Prophet.

Previously, it was because of Dumbledore's reputation, this time, hum.

"Albus, good news or bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

The portrait on the wall was still shaking his head, and the white wizard had accidentally cut off a few beards.

"Uh...Albus, the Ministry of Magic sent seventeen notices on the desk in the headmaster's office, and Hogwarts received several yelling letters from the parents of the students, Fox was woken up a lot They burned it all, of course, including your whole table and its contents..."

"Fox..." The candy he hid at the bottom of the cabinet, and the picture of Gellert on the table, Merlin!

"This is bad news. The good news is that although Umbridge and the Aurors are coming soon, the Duke of Slytherin is not in the castle right now. Cough, although today is the weekend, I want to remind you that the two None of them are there!"

—Is this good news? This is simply bad news.

The white wizard immediately rushed down the stairs.

Iris, who was sleeping late, must have just woken up. She just sat in the lobby for breakfast. Didn't she run into someone sent by the Ministry of Magic?And with the basilisk's appetite, it's not realistic for her to finish a meal within 10 minutes. "

Just when Dumbledore was on the verge of considering using the headmaster's privilege to Apparate directly, he heard the uproar below.

"A warrant of arrest signed by the Ministry of Magic Inquisitors and Minister Fudge himself..."

In Umbridge's soft and contrived voice, there is also a strange and particularly harsh sound of gnawing fruit.

"...you must attend the trial at the Wizengamot at ten o'clock this morning..."

The sound of gnawing steak.

"...Guilty or innocence will be determined by the Ministry of Magic...Harry Potter? What are you doing?! Blatant violation of the Ministry of Magic?!"

"Harry—"

Dumbledore saw Harry, who was still wrapped in bandages and had a pungent smell, dragging Aerys, who was bewildered, quickly running up from below, followed by a large group of people.

The white wizard skillfully missed half a step, let the two children run past him, maintained a kind smile as if nothing had happened, and faced the group of Aurors who were chasing up and Umm who was out of breath Rich: "Good morning, kids, are you running in the morning?"