Jon didn't know what exactly Dumbledore said to Harry, but he wasn't very curious about it.
When he came to the principal's office, Harry had already left.
Dumbledore was a very good actor. His acting was so good that Jon expressed deep admiration for his ability to hold back his tears.
At this point, there were many things that no longer needed to be covered up.
"It's just that there's no need to stimulate a child's emotions like this. Going too far is as bad as falling short. I still think it's a little too much."
Dumbledore shook his head and said nothing.
What he meant was, in fact, made clear a long time ago. He was very worried about grooming Harry.
Now, he would do as much as he could.
"Well, it's not my business anyway," Jon said indifferently. "Now let's talk about something else."
What they were going to talk about was naturally about Voldemort, and behind these things, there was naturally another matter to deal with.
That was, the Minister of Magic.
…
The man whose name should not be mentioned was back.
The Minister of Magic, Connelly Fudge, confirmed in a short statement on Friday night that the man whose name should not be mentioned was back in the country and was active again.
"It is with great regret that I have to announce that the self-proclaimed Devil Wizard — oh, you know who I'm talking about — is alive and active again among us," Fudge said to the reporters.
Addressing reporters, Foggy said he looked tired and disheveled.
"It is also regrettable that we would like to report that there has been a large-scale rebellion among the Soul Catchers in Azkaban. They have expressed their opposition to continuing to work for the Ministry of Magic.
We believe that these Soul Catchers are currently working for the Devil.
We strongly appeal to the people of the magic world to remain vigilant.
The Ministry of Magic is publishing a preliminary home and personal defense guide, and will distribute it free of charge to all Wizard families in the next month. "
The Ministry of Magic's statement this time aroused vigilance and uneasiness in the magic society, although they had just received a guarantee from the Ministry of Magic last Wednesday: "No matter what rumors are currently spreading, the idea that the Mystic is active among us again is pure nonsense."
What exactly caused the Ministry of Magic to make such a 180-degree change in attitude? The details were still unclear.
But one thing was for sure. The person whose name should not be mentioned led a group of followers (Death Eaters, as everyone knew) into the Ministry of Magic on Tuesday night.
Albus Dumbledore, who had been reinstated as the principal of the Hogwarts Magic School, a member of the International Wizard Union, and the Chief Wizard of Wyson Gammon, had yet to be interviewed.
In the past year, he had always insisted that the mysterious man was not dead as everyone hoped and believed. He had once again gathered his supporters and was ready to seize power again.
Meanwhile, the boy who had survived - 'You, Harry, I know they'll drag you in anyway.'
Hermione said, leaping over the top of the newspaper to look at Harry.
They were all in the wards of the school hospital.
Harry was sitting at the foot of Ron's bed, listening to Hermione read the front page of the Sunday Prophet.
Ginny's ankle had been healed by Madame Pomfrey in the blink of an eye. She was curled up at the foot of Hermione's bed.
Neville's nose had also returned to its normal size and shape. He was sitting in a chair between the two beds.
Luna, who had come to visit by the way, was flipping through the latest edition of Antagonist. Apparently, she did not hear what Hermione was saying.
"He's the 'surviving boy' again now, isn't he?"
Ron said with a gloomy face, "And no longer the one who bewitches people and likes to show off?"
He grabbed a handful of chocolate frogs from a large pile on the bedside table, threw a few to Harry, Ginny, and Neville, and tore off the wrapping paper of his own piece with his teeth.
There were still deep wounds on his forearms where the tentacles of the brain had entangled them.
According to Madame Pomfrey, thoughts leave a deeper impression than almost anything else, although the wounds looked much better since she started using a lot of Dr. Unfavorable Forgetting Ointment.
"Yes, they're praising you now, Harry," Hermione continued reading.
Hermione continued to read the article. "'A lonely voice calling for the truth, thought to be deranged, has never wavered in his position... forced to endure ridicule and slander...'
Hmm … "
Hermione frowned as she read. "I noticed one thing they didn't mention. In fact, it was they who were ridiculing and slandering."
She shrank back a little and put a hand on her ribs.
The spell which Dolohov had cast upon her, if he had spoken aloud at that time, would have done more harm than it was now; but the present situation was not easy, and in the words of Madame Pomfrey, "it is enough for her."
Hermione had to take ten different medicines every day, and she recovered quickly. She was tired of the hospital ward and did not want to stay any longer.
"The mystery man's last attempt has been foiled, pages two to four;
What the Ministry of Magic should have said to me, page five;
Why did no one listen to Abusi Dumbledore, pages six to eight;
Harry Potter's exclusive interview, page nine;
Very good. "
Hermione folded the newspaper and threw it aside. "It does give them a lot to write about.
But Harry's interview isn't exclusive. The one from Sing Different Tune a few months ago was. "
"Dad sold it to them," Luna said vaguely, turning a page of Singing Devil. "He sold it for a good price. So we're going on an adventure to Sweden this summer to see if we can catch a Curly-Horned Snore."
Hermione seemed to struggle with herself. Then she said, "That sounds good."
Ginny caught Harry's eyes, turned away, and grinned.
"So, after all," Hermione said, sitting up a little, but immediately shrinking back, "what's going on at school?"
"Fleetwood got rid of Fred and George's swamp," Ginny said.
"It only took him about three seconds, but he left a small piece under the window and put a rope around it …"
"Why?" Hermione asked in surprise.
"Oh, he just said it was a wonderful piece of magic."
"I think he left it as a memorial to Fred and George," Ron said.
Ron said, even though his mouth was full of chocolate.
"They brought me these, you see," he said to Harry, gesturing to the small mountain of chocolate frogs beside him. "They must have a good joke shop."
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