Hermione had been in a very conflicted state recently.
On one hand, she was angry because of the rumors. On the other hand, she was puzzled by Dumbledore's indifference.
But when she saw that Harry and Ron didn't know anything, she felt that it was lucky that they didn't know anything.
She was a very smart person, and she had heard Dumbledore personally analyze the pros and cons of some things for her, so she clearly knew that what was happening now wasn't as simple as it seemed on the surface. There was a deeper political game going on.
But this was what made her even more puzzled.
"We obviously don't need to do this. If it's really like you said, and we have strength far beyond Voldemort, why should we tolerate it?
Harry is going to be confined again. Are we going to let Umbridge do whatever he wants in school?
And you told me before that Jon's plan, but there's nothing related to Harry in his plan.
In fact, I don't think the plan he created in that position has anything to do with us. "
Hermione had seen a lot of things recently, but she couldn't be blamed. If anyone suddenly found out the truth behind the facts, they would also have a big reaction like her.
To be able to hide these emotions in oneself and release them in some way was already a very good result.
At least she didn't let Harry and the others notice anything too obvious.
"I've already said that this matter isn't under my control. Just like Jon told you, there's something more important behind this matter. Our real goal is to deal with that matter, so no matter how the Ministry of Magic provokes us now, we don't need to be too nervous. If we really want to do something, Umbridge might die on the podium in the next moment."
Dumbledore had never said such words before. He had always maintained a good image of a teacher in front of his students, and this time, it was indeed because Umbridge had gone a little overboard.
But this was a normal person's emotion, so it wasn't very strange.
"Are we just going to endure like this?"
Hermione was a little indignant. "Then how long do we have to endure?"
"It's up to you whether you want to endure it or not.
If you agree to Jon's conditions, you can know the whole truth, not just part of it.
You won't have so many questions like now. You're a very smart girl.
Miss Granger, I know your talent very well, which is why I advised you to join our camp. To be honest, you should be able to shine brighter than just being an ordinary witch.
Jon told me that he thinks highly of you. That's why he extended an olive branch to you. Recently, he's been busy with other things, so he didn't look for you. But I think you've thought about it for a long time, so … you should have made a decision. "
Hermione was silent. After a long while, she nodded.
"I've decided. I'll join, but I want to know what happened."
"Very good."
Dumbledore smiled. It was a very gratified smile, like a teacher who saw his things had a successor.
In fact, it was indeed so. With Hermione's talent, she could inherit his ambitions and do some things, not just be an ordinary witch from Muggle's family who was suppressed by the pure-blood family.
"Then I'll tell you everything about this matter."
…
Jon received a message from Dumbledore in the middle of the night. In the letter, he said that he had told Hermione the ins and outs of this matter, so he hoped that Jon could meet Hermione after some time.
Since Dumbledore had helped to solve part of it, it was naturally very good. Jon was indeed a little busy recently, so he put Hermione's matter on hold for a few days. At first, he was worried that Hermione would give up because she hadn't seen him for a while, but now it seemed that Dumbledore's help was very reassuring.
Jon thought for a while, and still replied to Dumbledore's letter. Then, he wrote another letter to Hermione.
They had to arrange a time to meet.
…
On the night of the confinement, the wound on the back of Harry's hand didn't heal completely, and it was bleeding again the next morning.
Just as George predicted, the worst consequence of Harry's second week of confinement was Angelina's reaction.
Especially on Tuesday morning, when Harry had just arrived at Gryffindor's table for breakfast, Angelina blocked him and threw a tantrum at him.
The witch's voice was so loud that it made Professor Mag leave the teacher's table and walk towards them.
"Miss Johnson, how dare you make such a big noise in the auditorium? Gryffindor, deduct five points! "
"But Professor — he got himself into confinement again —"
"What's the matter, Potter?"
Professor Mag turned around and asked Harry sternly, "Confinement? Who put you in confinement? "
"Professor Umbridge," Harry whispered. He didn't dare to look at the sharp eyes behind Professor Mag's square-rimmed glasses.
"Are you saying," the professor lowered his voice so that the group of curious Ravenclaw behind them couldn't hear, "that after I warned you last week, you threw a tantrum in Professor Umbridge's class again?"
"Yes."
Harry whispered to the floor.
"Potter, you have to control yourself! You're going to be in big trouble! Gryffindor, deduct another five points! "
"But — what —? Professor, no! " Harry was angered by this unfair treatment. "I've already been punished. Why do you still deduct points?"
"Because confinement doesn't seem to have any effect on you!"
Professor Mag said sharply, "That's enough. Don't complain another word, Potter! As for you, Miss Johnson, you're only allowed to yell in the Quidditch field from now on. Otherwise, you might lose your captain's position! "
Professor Mag finished and strode back to the teacher's table.
Angelina glared at Harry angrily and turned to walk away with her head held high. Harry sat down on the bench next to Ron angrily.
"He deducted points from Gryffindor just because the back of my hand is cut open every night. Is that fair?"
"I know, buddy." Ron poured the bacon into Harry's plate sympathetically. "She must have a problem."
Hermione, who would usually say a few words in such situations, was surprisingly silent today.
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