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Chapter 932

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On the other side of the hall, after talking for a while, Allen told them about what he learned from Lucius Malfoy that the Unknowns had sent Death Eaters to the Muggle World to fight guerrilla warfare with the Ministry of Magic. He also told them about his father, Owen, and Lunn's plan to deal with it.

At this time, Hermione was even more grateful to Penello for sending armed forces to protect their relatives in the Muggle World in advance. She nodded to Penello, who did not seem to have much of a reaction, to express her gratitude again. She then fell into deep thought, trying to find some solutions or solutions.

"Some landmark buildings and places with high traffic will have temporary armed forces, but …" Allen was a little troubled by this situation. He could not tell Hermione that if they immediately raided the Unknowns' lair, this problem would naturally be solved.

"But the Muggle World is too big … We can't do anything." Hermione thought about a lot of ideas in her mind, but in the end, she rejected them. "But I don't understand, what's the use of this plan of the Unknowns for us? Like Allen said, as long as the wizarding world is not affected … the wizards will not care too much about the life and death of Muggle … "

"I will speed up the matter of the education reform, but as I said earlier, during this period of time, we have to warn your family and friends in the Muggle world that it's best not to walk around … I think you all need to drink something hot right now." After saying that, Alan got up and went to the kitchen. He was going to make them something warm.

"Does the Unknowns look like a person with a plan now?" Penello saw Allen walk away and began to snort at Hermione's reaction. She leaned back. "Do you know what he is? He's a dog that chases after cars. Even if he catches up, he doesn't know what he's going to do. "

This successfully attracted Hermione's attention to Penello.

"In a sense, I'm a little like him, you know? I'm just doing things. " Penello waved her hands and explained, "The Ministry of Magic has a plan, the Pureblood Family has a plan, Dumbledore has a plan, Allen and Luna have a plan, and so do you. You're all conspirators, and conspirators want to control this small world. When things go according to plan, no one will panic. Just like how we didn't mention it in the report after that, when the Muggle World was in trouble, no one panicked … I'm not a conspirator, and neither is the Unknowns. I understand him in this aspect, but the difference between us is that he's a wild dog without a master. He just wants to express that he's not someone you can control. I'm different, I have a 'master.' I only need to follow Allen's instructions and do things for his sake … Hermione, you should focus. You're thinking too much about useless things. You Gryffindor can't grasp the main point of things …"

Allen, who was making tea in the kitchen, noticed that the women's favorite TV series had ended, but Helena was still staring at the TV in the corner, seemingly fascinated.

"Helena can't go in and out of the tower freely. If she wants to go back to the tower, she needs someone to bring her back. It's really inconvenient." Allen said to the air beside him. "Drink enough, or Hermione will catch you burping later."

There was a noise in the trash can next to them. Luna dispelled the Phantom Spell and appeared. She glanced at Penello and Hermione who were in the middle of a discussion. "When these humans set the standard of good, evil will follow."

"As long as the saint is alive, the thief will not stop." Allen echoed and then focused on his daughter again. He beckoned Helena to come over.

"Father, mother." Helena, who was in a hurry to drop the food in her stomach, walked over on foot. She twisted her skirt on both sides and saluted.

"If Helena likes TV, I have one in my room at school." Allen smiled at his daughter. "When I go back, I will cast a spell. Other spirits won't be able to come in and find out your secret."

"Mother has recently mastered some new powers." Luna stared at Helena and said, "Phantom Transference and Moving Shadows can't be used. Wait for me to study and see if there is any new way for you to teleport yourself."

"Thank you, father and mother." Helena floated happily, but after thinking for a while, she clasped her hands together and put them on her chest. "You have more important things to do. Don't waste your energy on me. I can now touch things and taste food. This makes me much happier than the other spirits.

Alan did not say anything. He just thoughtfully waved his hand that was hidden under his robe and swept all the food that his daughter had forgotten to maintain her physical body into the trash can. Helena, who could not secrete saliva and digest the food that fell out of her mouth was still in its original state. It was much cleaner than the food that her parents pooped in the Dark Lake cave that night.

Helena then realized what had happened because she forgot to maintain her body. She froze in mid-air, not knowing how to face her parents.

"Helena, don't be shy. Children have done this in front of their parents before …" Luna sneaked a glance at the portrait in the kitchen. When she found that Helga was not there, she whispered to Helena, "Mother will take care of your teleportation, but mother's potion class still has a six-foot-long parchment paper that needs you to write …"

A few hours ago, Harry ran directly to the corridor of Dumbledore's office, shouted at the stone monster guard at the door, and rushed up the spiral staircase three steps at a time. Then he remembered that Dumbledore was taking the phantom test in Hogsmeade Village. This made Harry calm down a little. Knowing that this conversation was not suitable for more people to hear, he sat in front of the headmaster's office and waited for Dumbledore's return. Dumbledore came out of the office during dinner time and did not return through the front door.

"Looks like we can eat in my office …" Dumbledore invited Harry in. He then sat behind the headmaster's desk and looked up at Harry. His face was still very pale, and he leaned weakly on the headmaster's chair. His silver eyebrows were tightly knitted, forming a shallow vertical line in the middle.

"Harry? Looks like what you're about to tell me is the reason why you're so unhappy? "

"Snape." Harry was unprecedentedly angry. He said very loudly, "You actually believe in Snape, a Death Eater who told the Lord Voldemort the prophecy. He was the one who eavesdropped on the prophecy outside the room. "

The room was silent for a while, and not a word was said.

"You still let him teach here. He was the one who told the Lord Voldemort to hunt down my parents, Harry!" Harry did not want to be angry and roar at Dumbledore, but he could not control his emotions and roared out.

Harry turned his back to Dumbledore and tried to restrain his urge to throw things.

"Harry, calm down, please listen to me." Dumbledore turned Harry back with his hand and stared at him. When Harry finally calmed down, Dumbledore said, "What Sybil doesn't know is that when Professor Snape heard the first half of her prophecy, he was still employed by the Lord Voldemort. When he heard such news, he couldn't wait to tell his master. But when Professor Snape realized that the Lord Voldemort would interpret the prophecy in that way, you don't know how much he regretted it. I believe this is the biggest regret in his life, and the reason why he came back … "

"I don't believe him. He's not like me. He's a very powerful master of brain closure, isn't he, Professor?" Harry sneered loudly. He tried to keep calm, but his voice still trembled a little. "How can you be sure that Snape is not a spy sent by the mystery man?"

Dumbledore did not speak for a while. He seemed to be making a decision. Finally, he said, "I'm sure that I completely trust Severus Snape."

Harry took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his emotions, but it did not work. His eyes were bloodshot. "He and Pency Parkinson are probably the reason why the two Death Eaters appeared so coincidentally in the cave. They informed the mystery man."

"Then why didn't the mystery man come here himself? Harry, I mean, if they really are, I don't think we'll have the chance to have this conversation … "Dumbledore said very calmly." Harry, Professor Snape will never harm me. Pency is just an ordinary student. She can't spy on the Principal. "

Harry's head buzzed, and the flames of anger burned in his chest. He really wanted to pounce on Dumbledore and shake him hard to wake him up. Harry did not trust Snape and Pency, but how could he make Dumbledore realize that they were dangerous and unreliable?

Harry's gaze swept over Dumbledore's charred and withered hands. The Professor was always like this, easily trusting others. But why would he rather believe Snape and Pency than believe what he said?

Harry lowered his head and bit his lips. His heart was like a bottle of mixed feelings. His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he was very sad. Harry felt very wronged. He recalled what had happened to him over the years. It was almost like this every time. What he said was not recognized and believed by others, but what he said was obviously true, at least most of it was … Every time it was over and they had to wait until they realized that they were wrong and he was right, it was already too late. Everything could not go back.

"Harry, you should learn to think with your own head. Every time someone tells you something, you either don't listen at all or accept it completely. That's not right. You should learn to distinguish the truth by yourself …"

What Allen said to him by the Black Lake rang in Harry's mind. But now his heart was in a mess. Anger and grievance filled his heart, and he could not think calmly. Harry could do nothing about Dumbledore's stubbornness …

"Sorry to bother you, Professor, but I stand by my opinion." Having made up his mind, Harry said goodbye to Dumbledore. Then, ignoring Dumbledore's reaction, he quickly walked out of the office and down the spiral stairs.

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