"Come on, Dumbledore!" Foggy said angrily. "Don't you think you're favoring her for Hagrid's sake? They're not all harmless. If you can say that Hagrid isn't dangerous, then his obsession with giant monsters — "
"I trust Mrs. Maxim as much as I trust Hagrid," Dumbledore replied calmly. Dumbledore replied, still placidly, "I rather think you might be prejudiced, Cornelius."
"Prejudiced?!" Foggy said disapprovingly. "History tells us so much —"
"Can we stop?!" Moody suddenly growled.
"All right, all right, we'll be right on the spot," Foggy said impatiently, waving his hand.
"No, that's not what I mean," Moody said. "Dumbledore, Mason and Potter have something to say. They're just outside the door."
The next second, the office door opened.
Elwyn and Harry walked into the room and saw Cornelius Foggy standing by Dumbledore's desk.
He was wearing his usual pinstriped cloak and holding his dark green top hat.
On the wall, the past headmasters of Hogwarts were asleep, their chests rising and falling.
But in fact they were all eavesdropping. Elwyn saw the old man closest to him suddenly open his eyes and then close them again.
He was Phineas, Sirius's great-great-grandfather, the most unpopular headmaster in Hogwarts's history.
"Elwyn, Harry, long time no see!" Foggy said cheerfully as he came over. "How have you been?"
He looked very benevolent right now. He didn't feel embarrassed at all because his evaluation of Ivan had been overheard.
"Come on, boys, we were just talking about Mr. Crouch's appearance on the grounds last night!" Foggy said. "You found him, Elwyn, didn't you? I heard that you fought with someone. Who do you think it was? "
Elwyn looked around the room and saw Dumbledore smiling at him.
Half a step behind Foggy, Moody's eyes were also fixed on him, his expression exceptionally serious.
One of his hands was hidden under his robe, and Elwyn was sure that he was gripping his wand tightly.
If he said anything that was disadvantageous to him, Barty Crouch Jr. would immediately retaliate and escape.
It was obviously unwise to confront Dumbledore, but it was possible to kidnap the Minister of the Ministry of Magic.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Minister. The light in the forest was too dim. I couldn't see that person's face clearly." Elwyn said, "I don't think he's from the school. He might have left with Mr. Crouch. I'm sure it's not Mrs. Maxim. It's not easy for her to hide so well, is it? "
"Yes, you're right!" Foggy looked a little embarrassed and troubled.
In that case, Crouch was indeed being hunted. This was really bad news.
"We're going to walk around the field and make a judgment," Foggy said.
"No problem!" Dumbledore said calmly. "Elwyn, Harry, you can wait for me here. It won't take long for us to inspect the field. Oh, and Sirius will be coming over in a while. You can help me greet him. "
After Dumbledore said this, the three of them silently walked past Elwyn and Harry and closed the door.
A minute later, they heard Moody's wooden leg fade away in the corridor downstairs.
"I hope they'll find something!" Harry said, looking around. "What's Sirius doing here?"
"To investigate this matter, find the missing Crouch, and protect Foggy!" Elwyn replied. "But if you ask me, Harry, he's worried about you. He must be worried sick about such a big thing in the school."
Especially since Sirius had found out the truth from Elwyn, this added to his worry.
If it weren't for Dumbledore stopping him, he would have rushed to the Hogwarts and taken this opportunity.
The two of them sat for a while, Elwyn studying the interesting alchemical products on Dumbledore's table.
He hadn't known the uses of these things before, but now he could more or less feel their beauty and operating principles.
Dumbledore was also an alchemist himself. He was not only Nicole Lemour's friend, but also his business partner.
The twelve uses of dragon blood were quite an amazing discovery.
One of them was that if one took dragon blood for a long period of time and bathed in dragon blood, their cell vitality would be enhanced and they would become immortal.
So, Keresis and Elaine were already immortal?!
Then, Elwyn thought of Dumbledore. Since he was the one who discovered this, what kind of existence was he now?
With Dumbledore's strength, it should be very easy for him to achieve immortality.
While Elwyn was studying the alchemical tools, Harry stood up and looked around.
"Hello, Fox," he said, greeting.
Professor Dumbledore's phoenix, Fox, was perched on a golden perch by the door. It was as big as a swan, and its bright red and golden feathers were dazzling. It shook its long tail feathers and winked at Harry in a friendly manner.
Harry walked around Dumbledore's office. For a few minutes, he looked at the old headmasters who were snoring in the frames and thought about what he had just heard. He touched his scar with his hand, which no longer hurt.
Sirius would be here soon. With Elwyn by his side, in Dumbledore's office, and knowing that he could tell the headmaster about the dream soon, Harry felt much calmer, and his nervous mood gradually relaxed.
He looked at the wall behind the desk, where the battered and patched sorting cap stood on the shelf.
Next to it was a glass case, and there was a shiny silver sword with a large ruby on the hilt.
This was that sword. When Harry was in his second year, he had pulled it out from the Sorting Hat and used it to kill the snake monster.
It used to belong to the founder of Gryffindor Academy, Gryffindor. In the last semester, Harry had even tried to challenge the challenge Gryffindor left behind in the centaur tribe, but he failed. Fortunately, Elwyn passed the challenge.
Harry stared at the sword. Immediately after, he saw a silver light flickering in the glass case.
He turned around to look for the source of the light, and found that the door of a black cabinet behind him was not closed properly. A bright silver light seeped out from inside.
Harry hesitated for a moment, and walked over to open the cabinet door. Inside was a shallow stone basin, very large.
"What is this?" Harry was puzzled.
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