HP's Lost and the Lighthouse

Potter's second school year ended quickly with the good news of 'the monster in the Chamber of Secrets was removed'. However, even at the end-of-year banquet, Dumbledore actually resumed the position of headmaster and gave Gryffindor nothing. While adding points generously, Snape still didn't take the initiative to find Mr. Headmaster.

Ever since the night when Potter returned safely, the atmosphere between the two had been neither awkward nor awkward - of course, it was just Snape's unilateral feeling.Dumbledore hadn't really taken the Potions Master's careless gaffe that night to heart - although he still felt a little disappointed, however - as everyone said, Dumbledore had always been a tolerant man.

According to the rules of Hogwarts, there are no special circumstances, except for the headmaster and even the professors are not allowed to stay in the school during the holidays.So Snape could only drag his luggage back to the cramped and narrow spider's end alley with a sullen expression on his face.

Another not-so-pleasant summer vacation has begun.

For Snape, this summer vacation was, as always, a time that should be spent in front of his beloved cauldron, and it was best not to disturb him even if the sky fell.Naturally, he didn't bother to react too much to the news of Sirius Black's escape from prison.

In the Potions Professor's heart, Sirius Black was obviously not stupid enough to bump himself in the face—unless that guy really wanted to be beaten up and sent back to Azkaban.Oh, and Snape himself would have liked to go the extra mile.

However, it turns out that it is very difficult for the Potions Professor to concentrate on spending his rare vacation time. The difficulty is about the same as setting a flag and not falling down—especially when he promises to protect a person who has always been troublesome. Gryffindor's case.

Naturally, that's why Snape wasn't surprised to hear Dumbledore say that Potter had run away from home more than halfway through his vacation - even though Potter had only been back in the wizarding world for two years, he was used to it From time to time, there are some big and small waves of life.

Even so, Snape quickly changed into his usual clothes for going out, simply washed his face with cold water, and headed out with his head that had not rested for three days.

Dumbledore was also in a bad mood.Not to mention anything else, only Sirius Black is still outside of Azkaban. Although Harry probably doesn't know the identity of the other party, there is no doubt that Harry Potter, who ran away from home under such circumstances, is definitely one of the foodies. A super big pie that no one can ask for.

The old man briefly explained to Snape, and then hurriedly Apparated - he still had to go to the Ministry of Magic to find Fudge to inform him about it.Although the other party's attitude of wanting to suppress him almost on the surface last semester made the quarrel between the two people a bit unsightly, but politicians are like this, as long as they suppress him, don't say it outright, and they will also smile when they meet again face.

Thinking of the increasingly complicated Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore couldn't help feeling a headache—probably because of teaching in the ivory tower for many years, he was becoming more and more unwilling to get involved in these political matters.Of course, if he wants to play with power, his incomparable fame is the sharpest sword in his hand, but many things do not depend on whether he can, but on whether he wants to.

For Dumbledore, politics was something he could do but didn't want to be involved in.

In contrast, he would rather think simpler.If not, he would not have been dismissed as principal by Lucius Malfoy last semester without warning.

Communicating with Fudge was far less enjoyable than communicating with Snape—the Minister of Magic's first reaction when he heard the news of Potter's disappearance was that Dumbledore wanted to use this incident to damage the reputation of the Ministry of Magic— ——Although this short and fat man did not express this idea, how could Dumbledore, who has always been good at reading people's hearts, not see it?An unspeakable exhaustion surged into the old man's heart.

He frowned, reached out to take off his half-moon-shaped glasses, wiped them slowly in his hand, smiled and said nothing.

Anyway, even if it was just to maintain the reputation of the Ministry of Magic, Fudge would definitely make great efforts to find Harry, and there was no need for him to defend himself.

"Then, Albus." Fudge didn't feel Dumbledore's emotional change at all, and said with a shy smile, "I'll tell my secretary to send more people to find Harry—this kid is really disobedient—— You also know that during the sensitive period, in order to catch that person, we even sent out the dementors to patrol..."

Dumbledore glanced at him lightly, and the smile on the Minister of Magic's face suddenly became more eager.The old man thought he was not an idiot, and he could still hear the slight sarcasm in the other party's words - you know, the wizarding world had always tacitly agreed that Harry's life in the Muggle world would be taken care of by Dumbledore himself.

With the same polite smile on his face, he still gave Fudge a slight nod of gratitude, turned and left.

——The adult world is always so complicated.

When Dumbledore left the brief darkness of the Ministry of Magic when he apparated, he couldn't help but flashed this sentence with some fatigue in his heart.

It was only for a brief moment, and soon, the light in front of him brightened again.The old man chuckled softly at his rare childish complaints, raised his head to look at the sky that had not yet darkened, and frowned again.

He walked slowly towards Privet Drive along the roadside signs.

Perhaps, he thought, asking the Dursleys would help find the child.At least he hadn't forgotten that Harry had bragged about his own aunt before he ran away from home - the Ministry of Magic, busy looking for Harry Potter, probably didn't care much about the poor Muggle lady.

He walked slowly towards Privet Drive along the roadside signs.

Although the sky has not completely darkened, there are not many pedestrians on the road, and the windows of the houses along the road are overflowing with bright lights. Dumbledore can imagine how happy the family living in the house will be without looking. Rong Rong...

Rarely, he was a little lonely, if at the beginning——

Sure enough, chatting with Fudge was far less comfortable than chatting with Severus - although the latter was once a member of the notorious Death Eaters in the wizarding world.

He let himself think wildly, and slowly stopped at the door of the Dursleys, and knocked on the door with his hand outstretched.

Under the gradually darkening sky, the silhouette of the old man was almost covered by the darkness.

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Ps: I don’t know why Aunt Luo wrote that it was already dark when Harry left, but as a high-latitude region in the UK, it is also the longest day in summer, and it is estimated that the sky will still be bright until nine o’clock in the evening. I’m in the UK now, it’s almost nine o’clock and it’s still light], and it’s dinner time when Harry leaves... It gets dark really early... Basically it gets dark at three or four in the afternoon)