The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

　　 "Arthur was attacked?" Principal Albus Dumbledore frowned obviously.

　　 He lowered his head, as if thinking carefully about something...

　　 After a while, he looked at Jon: "Do you need to avoid it?"

　　 "Hmm!" Jon nodded, then stepped back and walked into the cubicle with the **** basin...At the same time he closed the cubicle door.

　　 "Armando, can you please tell Minerva that the password is ‘sizzling bee candy’." Dumbledore looked at the portrait of Principal Armando Dupete and ordered.

　　……

　　 First, I heard a loud noise, it seemed that the stone beast was moving...

　　 Then there was sizzling, the sound of something rising...

　　 In the end, only three clear knocks were heard...

　　 The door to the principal's office opened automatically, and through the cracks, Jon saw three people come in.

　　 Professor Minerva McGonagall is at the top, followed by Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.

　　 "Oh, good evening, Minerva!" Professor Dumbledore raised his head and looked at Professor McGonagall; but he didn't seem to notice the two other boys walking in, and didn't even glance at them.

　　 "Professor Dumbledore, Potter had a...a nightmare just now." Professor McGonagall said, "He said..."

　　 "Not a nightmare." Harry Potter quickly interrupted Professor McGonagall.

　　 Professor McGonagall looked back at Harry, frowning slightly.

　　 "Well, Potter, tell the principal yourself!"

Fox didn't seem to be disturbed by the noise in the principal's office. She dozed off on the perch, with her head hidden under her wings... Dumbledore stared at the sleeping bird, as if she was better than other things in the office. More interesting.

"Well, I just slept..." Harry said quickly and eagerly: "In my sleep... this is not an ordinary dream, very, very real... I saw Voldemort and he attacked Ron's father and Wei Mr. Slay..."

　　 After he finished speaking, these words seemed to echo in the air, a bit absurd, even ridiculous. When he said the name "Voldemort", Professor McGonagall's breathing became sharper, and Ron shuddered even more.

　　 Dumbledore leaned back and stared at the ceiling.

　　 Ron looked at Harry and then at Dumbledore, pale and shocked.

　　 "That's all?" Dumbledore asked softly, "May I ask, how did you see it?"

　　 "How do I know..." Harry was obviously dissatisfied with Dumbledore's attitude: "It might be in my mind!"

"No, Harry." Dumbledore shook his head. "I mean, what angle did you see, or where were you when you saw the attack? Are you standing next to the victim, or from Overlooking this scene from above?"

　　 "I was standing in the perspective of a mysterious man..." Harry hesitated for a moment, and said honestly.

　　 No one said a word, then Dumbledore looked at Ron, who was still pale, and said in a stronger tone: "Is Arthur seriously injured?"

　　 "It's very serious... he was hit by a spell, I don't know..." Harry's tone became a little angry. He didn't understand why the principal didn't realize the seriousness of the situation...

　　 But Dumbledore stood up suddenly, startling Harry.

　　……

　　 "Evra?" I only heard Dumbledore sternly say: "And you, Dalice!"

　　 A yellow-faced wizard with short black bangs and an old witch with long curly silver hair hanging next to her immediately opened their eyes. Both seemed to be asleep just now.

　　 "Did you hear?" Dumbledore asked.

　　 The wizard nodded, and the witch said, "Of course."

"It's a man with red hair and glasses." Dumbledore said, "Evra, you need to sound the alarm to make sure he is discovered by your own... Dairis, you go to St. Mungo now and inform them that there will be one later. The patients with dark magic in their names sent over."

　　 Both wizards disappeared... Their portraits became empty.

　　 "But... Mr. Weasley may be anywhere!" Harry couldn't help but yelled.

　　 "We need an alert, Fox!" Professor Dumbledore still ignored him, but stroked the golden feather on Fox's head with a finger.

　　 Fox woke up.

　　 I saw a flame, and the phoenix disappeared.

Finally, Dumbledore looked up and looked at his three guests: "Minerva, please take Harry and Weasley to Grimmauld Place... if possible, take the other Weasley children Scream too, let them leave early."

　　 Professor McGonagall nodded sternly.

　　 She patted Harry on the shoulder, then pulled La Ron's arm, motioning them to leave.

　　……

　　 There are only two people left in the principal's office.

　　 "I'm sorry, but this class may need to be interrupted!" Professor Dumbledore glanced at Jon and said apologetically.

　　 Jon tried to put on a shocked expression: "Is it bad?"

"It sucks!" Principal Evra had returned to his portrait, panting heavily: "I kept shouting until someone came, and the Aurors found him... he looked bad, all over his body. It's all blood, but there should be no death curse!"

　　 "It looks like Tom doesn't want to attract too much attention!" Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully, "I hope Arthur is okay."

　　 One minute later, Principal Dairis Derwent also returned to the portrait: "Albus...he has been sent to St. Mango, there should be no problem saving his life!"

　　 "Okay, trouble you guys..." Dumbledore looked at another portrait and shouted, "Phineas?"

　　 Principal Phineas-Black put on a silver and green Slytherin costume. He seemed to sleep soundly, and he didn't even hear Dumbledore calling him.

　　 "Phineas!"

　　 "Phineas!"

　　 "Phineas!"

　　 The other principals all gathered around and shouted loudly.

　　 "Phineas is asleep!" Principal Phineas-Black said aggrievedly, covering his face.

　　 "Really, maybe you want to try this?" Principal Dalys-Derwent raised her wand.

　　 "Wow!" Principal Black let out a strange cry, got up quickly, and said with a smile: "Are there any orders, Albus?"

　　 "Go find Severus and ask him to go to Grimmauld Place... the plan is going ahead!" Dumbledore said with a serious face.

　　……

　　 Following Principal Phineas-Black, he left slowly.

　　 Calm was restored in the principal's office.

　　 "That's right, Jon." Dumbledore looked at Jon again, and asked kindly, "Do you have any arrangements for the Christmas holidays?"

　　 "Yes, professor." Jon answered honestly: "I want to go to France!"

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