Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1069: Visitor

The follow-up development of the expulsion of Peeves was a bit unexpected. The Ministry of Magic's interference with Hogwarts was not as intense as expected. It can even be said that there was no interference at all, as if the Ministry of Magic had completely forgotten Hogwarts. up.

Without the disgusting toad, Hogwarts has regained its vitality.

The originally arrogant and domineering investigation and operation team became the target of everyone's revenge after losing Umbridge's asylum. It is said that they were found in the bathroom the next day.

Although the expulsion of Peeves turned into a farce, it still had an impact. During the protection of magical creatures class, everyone suddenly discovered that Hagrid was missing.

Many students believed that Hagrid's disappearance had something to do with Umbridge, because a group of Aurors lay at the school gate that day.

The whole thing was quickly spread that the Ministry of Magic wanted to arrest Hagrid in private, but Hagrid beat them all to the ground.

No matter what the result is, it cannot change the fact that Hagrid is missing.

The three of Harry even approached Albert because of this, but they were dismissed by Albert with "Hagrid is temporarily hiding".

Albert knew where Hagrid was hiding, but he didn't intend to tell the three of Harry, anyway, it was useless to tell them, and they couldn't help.

When Umbridge was hospitalized, Professor McGonagall, as the vice-headmaster, could only help with the aftermath. She wrote to invite Wilmina Graplan to teach the care of magical creatures class on temporary agents.

The most talked about thing is the statue of Umbridge in the foyer. Many Hogwarts students will stop in front of the statue. Everyone is curious whether the statue of the toad will be put on hold in the future. Here for people to appreciate. If that is the case, future freshmen can learn about the great achievements of the "toad" principal through the statue.

Not long after, a student stumbled upon signs of wizarding activity outside the Forbidden Forest while taking a class on protection of magical creatures.

Later, Professor Graplan confirmed that the wizards were in fact employees of the Ministry of Magic.

What do Ministry of Magic employees do in the Forbidden Forest?

It began to spread in the school that there was a big secret hidden in the Forbidden Forest, and many Aurors of the Ministry of Magic went deep into the Forbidden Forest to find that thing.

The news became more and more crazy. It didn't take long for everyone to know. It was even rumored that Dumbledore had hidden a secret weapon in the Forbidden Forest.

No one knows what is hidden, but they all firmly believe that there is a big secret in the Forbidden Forest.

However, to Albert's disappointment, the Ministry of Magic didn't seem to plan to go deep into the Forbidden Forest, let alone fight with the acromantula, otherwise the Aurors probably wouldn't let the students discover their whereabouts.

"Mr. Anderson, Professor McGonagall asked you to go to the office." A young girl hurried over to relay Professor McGonagall's message to Albert.

"What's the matter?" Albert asked in surprise.

"It seems that an official from the Ministry of Magic is looking for you." The girl said shyly.

"I see, thank you." After Albert thanked the little girl, he packed his things and walked towards Professor McGonagall's office.

When he arrived in the corridor outside Professor McGonagall's office, Albert encountered a group of people who were eating melons. These guys were eavesdropping on the conversation in the office with the help of telescopic ears.

Albert greeted them with a smile, and pushed the door into Professor McGonagall's office. In addition to Professor McGonagall, there was also a familiar stranger, whom Albert had met several times, Rufus Scrimgeour, Director of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic.

"Mr. Anderson, Mr. Scrimgeour has something to ask you." Professor McGonagall introduced the Ministry of Magic official to Albert.

Albert nodded to Professor McGonagall, pulled out his wand and cast a distraction spell on the wooden door, then turned his head to look at Scrimgeour, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You are very suitable to be an Auror." Scrimgeour forced a kind smile.

"I'm not interested, tell me, what can I do for you." Albert didn't intend to go around in circles, and Scrimgeour's smile was very scary.

"They say you are a fortuneteller." Scrimgeour looked Albert up and down.

Albert gave a noncommittal "hmm" and asked directly, "What do you want to divination?"

"The whereabouts of the escaped Death Eaters." Scrimgeour explained his reason for coming.

"One thousand, I will give it to Gallen after the prophecy is over, and I will not refund the money here." Albert said his quotation, and the high divination fee made Professor McGonagall doubt his ears. grab money.

"I'll give you a reward of 1,000 Galleons for providing clues to apprehend the fugitive." Scrimgeour nodded in agreement. Anyway, providing clues and catching criminals is also a reward of 1,000 Galleons.

"No, I think you made a mistake. I'm not providing you with clues about wanted criminals, but providing you with a prophecy service. One thing is one thing." Albert corrected, "Also, for The Ministry of Magic provided a reward of a thousand Galleons for clues to apprehend fugitives. I still have to put a question mark on it. The Ministry of Magic denied my bounty last time, so don’t mention the bounty to me. It sounds disgusting. .Now if you need me to make a prophecy for you, please pay 1200 Galleons first."

Scremgeour raised his eyebrows slightly, but he wasn't offended by it. He had heard about that incident, so he probably didn't have any good impressions of the Ministry of Magic.

"Looks like we need to talk!" Scrimgeour looked sideways at Professor McGonagall.

"I'm right outside, call me if you need something." Professor McGonagall reminded with a frown.

"Don't worry," Albert comforted with a smile.

"Can you really predict the future?"

After Professor McGonagall left, Scrimgeour asked curiously.

"If you don't believe me, then why did you come to me?" Albert asked back.

"Everyone says you can prophesy, but some things are hard to believe until you see them with your own eyes." Scrimgeour made a gesture of invitation, motioning for Albert to sit down and chat, and he waved his wand to himself He made a cup of black tea, not because he was stingy and didn't prepare a drink for Albert, but because he knew that Albert probably wouldn't touch the drink he prepared.

"That's right. I can understand that there are very few wizards who can really peek into the future." Albert waved his wand, changed himself a cup of milk tea, and sat down opposite Scrimgeour, "However, don't you You need to worry, I will make a prophecy before giving money, and when you see the result of the prophecy, you will naturally have no doubts."

"It was you who sent me the radio, right, and Azkaban escape time?"

Scrimgeour took a sip of black tea and looked at Albert sharply: "Actually, you know that I will take the initiative to find you, or you have foreseen this day coming a long time ago."

Albert neither admitted nor denied, just drinking tea quietly.

That was enough for Scrimgeour, because sometimes silence meant acquiescence.

"The mysterious man is really resurrected?" Scrimgeour asked suddenly.

"I thought you didn't believe it." Albert said meaningfully.

"Unbelief is sometimes an attitude." Scrimgeour said rather annoyed: "Dumbledore directly announced this matter and made a mess of the wizarding world. He should..."

"Indeed," Albert looked at Scrimgeour, and asked with a smile, "is it useful to discuss?"

Scrimgeour didn't answer, if the discussion was really useful, it wouldn't be like this at all.

"Dumbledore is different from you, so he is greater than most people." Albert sighed softly.

"Great?" Scrimgeour obviously disapproved.

"I don't think there is any need to beat around the bush. If you want to know anything, just ask. But..." Albert reminded kindly, "This consultation will cost money."

"I thought you were not short of money." Scrimgeour raised his eyebrows.

"I'm not short of money, but some things don't mean free, and sometimes free things are more expensive." Albert said meaningfully.

Scringele took out a small bag of money from his pocket and put it directly in Albert. He had asked Percy something about Albert before he came, so he was prepared. If he wanted to get the news he wanted, the money would be unavoidable.

"Do you know where the mysterious man is hiding?"

"The Ministry of Magic wants me to divination his hiding place?" Albert asked back.

"Yes." Scrimgeour nodded.

If he really becomes a minister, it is inevitable to increase his prestige by attacking dark wizards.

"I advise you not to." Albert shook his head and said

"Why?" Scrimgeour asked puzzled, "You can't find the mysterious man."

"Even if you know, it's useless. The difference in strength lies there. Even if the Ministry of Magic summons all the Aurors, he won't be able to keep him." Albert guessed what Scrimgeour wanted to do.

"So, you know."

"It should be possible to divination, but there are some things you have to try to know." Albert naturally knew where Voldemort was hiding, and he was indeed planning to throw Auror over to mine, but not now.

"So, you can find it?"

Scremgeour felt more and more that the guy in front of him was weird, and he seemed to know a lot.

"Do you know **** him completely? I mean the mysterious man?"

"You have to ask Dumbledore about this. The person who knows the Mysterious Man best is always his enemy." Albert said calmly, "However, I don't think Dumbledore will tell you."

"What did Dumbledore hide in the Forbidden Forest?" Scrimgeour continued to ask.

"Aren't you looking for it?" Albert asked back.

"Not found." Scrimgeour shook his head.

"That's really regrettable." There was no regret on Albert's face.

"You don't know."

"A fortuneteller is not omnipotent." Albert shrugged, "And, are you really interested in this matter?"

Scrimgeour fell into silence again, he was really not interested in this matter, so the Aurors were actually "lazy", no one was looking for it seriously at all, today is the third day, he plans to call it a day and go back to Fudge Said that there were too few clues to be found.

"Who will be the next new minister?" Scrimgeour's eyes shone with a strange light.

"It seems that you really want to be a minister?" Albert looked Scrimgeour up and down, shook his head and said, "That's not a good position."

Scremgeour remembered a certain report he had read.

"Who?" Scrimgeour pushed the bag of Galleons in front of Albert.

"If Amelia Bones doesn't die, she will be the new minister. If she dies, you will be." Albert took the bag of Galleons and reminded: "Even if you become the new minister Minister, you won't live long either, and are you really ready?"

The office fell into dead silence again, and Scrimgeour suddenly cracked his lips and said with a smile: "This sounds like something a liar would say."

"If you really think so, I can't help it." Albert shrugged, "I never expect to be able to convince everyone."

Scringele fell silent again, although he was reluctant to admit it, but Scrimgeour didn't want to die, and Percy told him that Anderson's prophecy was very accurate, just like Albert once said that he would become a magician after graduation Assistant to the Minister.

"If Amelia Bones hadn't died..."

"Amelia Bones has a high probability of death. I reminded her about it, but she didn't take it seriously. However, to You-Know-Who and Death Eaters, Amelie Ya Burns is in the way." Albert said softly, "Since it's in the way, just kick it away or make it disappear."

After Scrimgeour fell into a brief silence again, he suddenly asked, "Have you predicted my ending? Or have you predicted the future."

"I know what you're thinking." Albert interrupted softly, "The mysterious man has become more brutal, and he actually plotted against the higher-ups of the Ministry of Magic?"

In the last wizarding war, although there were similar examples, there were not many, otherwise old Batty would have been killed by Death Eaters long ago.

"Actually, you have been ignoring one thing." Albert put down his tea cup and said with a smile: "In the face of absolute power, your power is not worth mentioning at all."

"What do you mean?" Scrimgeour's expression became ugly.

"In the eyes of the mysterious people, the entire Ministry of Magic is nothing compared to Dumbledore." Albert said with a smile, "Don't be angry, I'm just stating the facts."

"What do you want to say?"

"The whole of Britain lives under Dumbledore's protection, and you guys actually want to dig through this layer of protection." Albert had an unconcealable sneer on his face: "Once you lose Dumbledore The most powerful wizard in the magic world, the British Ministry of Magic will completely collapse within six months at the latest, and your death, I suspect it has something to do with it."

"That's impossible!" Scrimgeour immediately shook his head in denial.

He's not that idiot like Fudge~IndoMTL.com~Even if he doesn't like Dumbledore, he will never make the relationship between the two parties too rigid.

"Who knows? The future can be changed, but it takes a lot of effort to change. If you really become the new minister, I think we will meet again." Albert said meaningfully Said: "If you are willing at that time, before that, you need to recognize the situation and your own strength."

Scrimgeour fell into a brief silence again, because Albert's words seemed to indicate the final result.

Amelia Burns is dead and Scrimgeour is the new minister.

For some reason, Scrimgeour just couldn't be happier.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, he was still in a bad mood.

"Is there any way?" he asked.

"I don't know." Albert said softly, "I'm looking forward to seeing you next time."

"What a... annoying guy." The corners of Scrimgeour's mouth twitched slightly, and he got up and left.