Not long ago, the results of Lucius Malfoy's appeal to the Ministry of Magic came out. Based on the testimony of witnesses in court and the jury's vote, the plaintiff Lucius Malfoy's appeal was not approved.
However, Albus Dumbledore, as the headmaster of Hogwarts, did not fulfill the responsibility of the organizer in the Triwizard Tournament, because negligence led to vicious kidnappings, especially when the victims were foreign friends participating , caused great damage to the image of the British wizarding world, and also damaged the friendship between the three famous magic schools.
According to the investigation, Albus Dumbledore set up an unofficially recognized organization in private - the Order of the Phoenix. What we know is that Mr. Dumbledore's patron saint form and pet are both phoenixes. Does this mean that this organization is What about his personal soldier? For now, at least, their organization remains independent of the Ministry of Magic, which claims they don't know its membership.
The headmaster of Hogwarts does not seem to be as indifferent to fame and fortune as everyone thought.
Rita Skeeter's flashy penmanship is gone, but the Daily Prophet still serves as the mouthpiece of the Ministry of Magic, keen to put Dumbledore in trouble.
Malfoy's father took the blame for his behavior, voluntarily applied for suspension, and quickly recovered. I have to say that Umbridge played a big role
"He is just a poor father. There is no evidence that their father and son are related in this accident. Mr. Lucius is completely buried in the dark, and his wife is crying all day long."
This is a tendentious report by the Daily Prophet.
"Dong dong..." The oak door of Dumbledore's office rang at this moment. It was near the end of the period, and he didn't know who would come to his office.
"Come in, the password is "Hilltop Steak. Dumbledore put away the bronze double-sided mirror in front of him and put it on the desk.
Then a girl with chestnut-colored curly hair opened the door and walked in. The silverware was puffing out illusory white smoke, and her expression could not be seen clearly.
"Huh? Miss Granger, it's a coincidence that I also have something to ask you." Dumbledore raised his silver eyebrows, and the dense smoke did not affect his recognition of who came, and then he showed a kind smile.
"You nasty bitch wizard." The portrait on the wall opened its eyes untimely, woke up from a deep sleep and said.
"Phineas, I think it would be good for us all if you would be quiet." Dumbledore gave the old man a quick look with his piercing blue eyes.
The portrait immediately shut up.
"He's the former headmaster of Hogwarts, but maybe he's a bit out of his mind." Dumbledore explained to Hermione.
"I know, I've seen his picture on "Hogwarts: A School History." Hermione glanced at the portrait quickly, and then whispered.
Phineas gave Hermione a contemptuous look, but he didn't say anything rude, and closed his eyelids, seemingly falling into a deep sleep again.
"Professor Dumbledore, I want to ask..." Hermione hesitated for a while before opening her mouth with difficulty.
"Is there any news about that Miss Delacour?" She took a deep breath before struggling to speak, her eyes were full of hope and panic, longing for the truth and yet afraid of the truth.
"Huh?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, then stared at Hermione with slightly narrowed eyes, and did not answer her question directly.
"Miss Granger, I wish you could look at this?"
"Appointment letter?" Hermione whispered, taking the parchment
"I may not be staying at Hogwarts next year, the Ministry of Magic has arranged for me a vacancies..."
"Of course this is different from their usual practice. When Fudge was in power, he doubted that I would fight for his power, so he tried to suppress me as much as possible, but now it is completely different."
"I suspect that there are some traitors in the Ministry of Magic, or that there are high-level people under the control of Voldemort."
"Forget it, these matters should have nothing to do with you." Dumbledore shook his head, and then changed the subject.
"You know Harry gets a headache from time to time, that scar to be precise, right?" Dumbledore asked Hermione.
"Uh...um." Hermione nodded slowly, and Harry even fainted that time because of the headache.
"That scar was left by Voldemort. I guess that Voldemort can be connected with Harry's thoughts through a mysterious connection. There have been many cases to verify my guess. This is not worth it. Happy news”
"These are very secret things, if you tell me, you won't be afraid of me..." Hermione didn't continue to speak.
"I had hoped that Professor Snape would teach Harry." Dumbledore paused here, "He is one of the most proficient in brain defense that I know so far."
"But as far as I know, Harry didn't do well in Potions, and they didn't get along very well, did they?"
Hermione nodded again.
"Harry may be very resistant to Snape's teaching..."
"Why don't you teach him yourself?" Hermione asked bravely.
"Indeed, I think so too, but you have also seen this letter of appointment. I may not expect to be in school for a long time next semester, and there is a more important reason—I can't behave right now haha Leigh was too concerned. If Voldemort knew that the relationship between me and Harry was much closer than the relationship between the headmaster and the students should be, he would seize this opportunity and use Harry to spy on me. .”
"Then what do you mean?"
"You teach Harry as a friend."
"Yes, but I don't know Occlumency either." Hermione stammered a bit, lowered her head, and looked at the spinning silverware with a little dodge in her eyes.
"You're the smartest witch I've ever met, Miss Granger." Dumbledore smiled and did not hesitate to praise himself, then stood up from the old wicker chair and walked not far away He bent down in front of a black cabinet near him, took out a book, walked over to Hermione, and handed it to her.
The cover of the book "Barriers to Thinking—Introduction and Mastery of Occlumency" is a slightly yellowed old color, and the title is written in big gold letters.
"I hope you can learn from Leah this holiday, and then teach it to Harry. As compensation, I may help you reduce some of your holiday homework, Miss Granger."
"No, no need, Professor Dumbledore, it's okay." Hermione shook her head quickly, and said anxiously, as if she was afraid that her homework would be cancelled.
"There is one more thing I need to apologize for. In fact, Professor McGonagall recommended you as the prefect of Gryffindor to me. I also agreed, but maybe because of this reason, I have to let it go first. How about the sixth grade?"
Hermione nodded.
"If there is anything you don't understand, you can write to me with an owl, and I can help you in the last few days." Then Dumbledore closed his eyes, sat back on the chair, and rubbed his hands. The eyelids looked a little sleepy.
"As for the question you asked me just now, you don't really want to know about that Miss Delacour, do you? Maybe it's not that urgent, right?"
Hermione's face flushed slightly after being told what was on her mind, and then turned pale in an instant.
She was a little terrified of knowing the truth.
"This answer may be known after you have learned this magic, which may be very beneficial to your previous memory recovery." Dumbledore stared at Hermione gently with his blue eyes, and said meaningfully .
Only then did Hermione remember that there was a gap in her memory before, and she also subconsciously thought it was very important, and tried to recover it to no avail.
"Does it really work?" Hermione was a little skeptical.
"It's just possible." Dumbledore smiled, his blue eyes staring at Hermione, but he only gave her enough confidence without a trace of pressure.
The time now is near the end of the Hogwarts term, and soon, they will spend a long summer vacation.