Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1069: Visitors

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

Without the repulsive toad, Hogwarts has a new lease of life.

The formerly arrogant and domineering investigation team, after losing Umbridge's asylum, became the target of revenge, and was said to be found in the bathroom the next day.

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

Many students believe that Hagrid's disappearance has something to do with Umbridge, as a group of Aurors lay outside the school gate that day.

The whole thing was quickly rumored to be that the Ministry of Magic wanted to arrest Hagrid in private, only to be beaten down by Hagrid.

No matter what the outcome is, it cannot change the fact that Hagrid disappeared.

Harry and the three even went to 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, it was useless anyway, and they couldn't help.

While Umbridge is hospitalized, Professor McGonagall, as Vice-Chancellor, can only help with the aftermath. She wrote to invite Wilmina Grapland to teach a class on temporary agency protection of magical creatures.

The most talked about whole thing is the statue of Umbridge in the foyer. Many Hogwarts student unions stopped in front of the statue. Everyone is very curious whether the statue of the toad will be directly put on hold in the future. Here for people to enjoy. If that is the case, future freshmen can learn about the great achievements of the "Toad" principal through the statue.

Soon after, a student was taking a class on the protection of magical creatures when he stumbled upon signs of wizarding activity outside the Forbidden Forest.

Professor Grapland later confirmed that the wizards were in fact employees of the Ministry of Magic.

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

The school began to spread the word about the hidden secrets in the Forbidden Forest, and there were even many Ministry of Magic Aurors who went into the Forbidden Forest in search of that thing.

The news got crazier and crazier, and it didn't take long for everyone to know that Dumbledore even had a secret weapon hidden in the Forbidden Forest.

No one knows what is hidden, but they are convinced that there is a big secret in the Forbidden Forest.

However, to Albert's disappointment, it seems that the Ministry of Magic has no intention of going deep into the Forbidden Forest, let alone fighting the Octopus, otherwise the Aurors probably won't let the students find out about their whereabouts.

"Mr. Anderson, Professor McGonagall asked you to come 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 looks like an official from the Ministry of Magic is looking for you," the girl said shyly.

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

Arriving in the corridor outside Professor McGonagall's office, Albert encountered a crowd of melon eaters who were eavesdropping on conversations in the office with telescopic ears.

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

"Mr. Anderson, Mr. Scrimgeour is looking for you." Professor McGonagall introduced the Ministry of Magic official to Albert.

Albert nodded at Professor McGonagall, and after drawing out his wand and using the Distraction Charm on the wooden door, he turned to Scrimgeour and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You're well suited to be an Auror." Scrimgeour forced a friendly smile.

"Not interested, tell me, what's the matter with me." Albert didn't intend to go around in circles, and Scrimgeour's smile was scary.

"They say you're a fortune teller." Scrimgeour looked up and down Albert.

Albert gave a noncommittal "um" and asked directly: "What do you want to divination?"

"The whereabouts of the escaped Death Eaters," Scrimgeour said.

"One thousand, I will give it to Gallen when the prophecy is over, and I will not refund the money here." Albert said his offer, and the high fortune-telling fee made Professor McGonagall doubt his ears. steal money.

"I'll give you a thousand Galleons as a bounty for providing clues to capture the fugitives." Scrimgeour nodded and agreed, anyway, providing clues and catching the criminals is also a thousand Galleons.

"No, I think you're mistaken, I'm not giving you clues about wanted criminals, I'm giving you prophecy services, one thing is the same." Albert corrected, "Also, to The Ministry of Magic provides clues to capture the fugitives as a reward for 1000 Galleons. I have to make a question mark. The Ministry of Magic missed my reward last time, so don't mention the reward to me, it sounds disgusting. . Now if you need me to help you make a prediction, please pay 1200 Galleons first."

Scrimgeour raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't get mad at it, he'd heard about it, and he probably wouldn't have any good feelings for the Ministry.

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

"I'm just outside, call me." Professor McGonagall reminded with a frown.

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

"Can you really predict the future?"

After Professor McGonagall left, Scrimgeour asked curiously.

"If you don't believe it, what are you doing with me?" Albert asked rhetorically.

"Everyone says you can prophesy, but some things are hard to believe until you see them." Scrimgeour gestured for Albert to sit down and talk, and he waved his wand to himself. It wasn't because he was stingy about not preparing a drink for Albert when he made a cup of black tea, 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, made himself a cup of milk tea, and sat down opposite Scrimgeour, "However, you don't You need to worry, I will make a prediction first and then give the money, and when you see the result of the prediction, you will naturally not have doubts.”

"You 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 that you have foreseen the arrival of this day very early."

Albert neither admitted nor denied, just drinking tea quietly.

That's enough for Scrimgeour, because sometimes silence means acquiescence.

"You-Know-Who is really alive?" Scrimgeour asked suddenly.

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

"Unbelief is sometimes an attitude," said Scrimgeour rather annoyed, "Dumbledore made a mess of the wizarding world by publishing it directly. He should have..."

"Indeed," Albert looked at Scrimgeour and asked back with a smile, "Is it useful to negotiate?"

Scrimgeour didn't answer, and if the negotiation worked, 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 clearly disapproved.

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

"I thought you weren't short of money." Scrimgeour raised his eyebrows.

"I'm not short of money, but some things are not meant to be free, and sometimes free things are more expensive." Albert said meaningfully.

Scrimgeour took a small bag of money from his pocket and placed it directly on Albert. He had asked Percy something about Albert before he came, so he was prepared for the money he could not avoid if he wanted to get the news he wanted.

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

"The Ministry of Magic is going to ask me to foretell his hiding place?" Albert asked rhetorically.

"Yes." Scrimgeour nodded.

If he does become a minister, it is unavoidable to increase his prestige by hitting the dark wizard.

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

"Why?" Scrimgeour asked, puzzled. "You can't find You-Know-Who."

"It's useless to know, where is the difference in strength. Even if the Ministry of Magic calls all the Aurors together, he won't be able to keep him." Albert guessed what Scrimgeour was trying to do.

"So, you know."

"Should be able to divination, but some things have to be tried to know." Albert naturally knew where Voldemort was hiding, and he was indeed going to throw the Auror over the mine, but not now.

"So, did you find it?"

Scrimgeour increasingly felt that the guy in front of him was odd, and he seemed to know a lot.

"Do you know **** him completely? I mean You-Know-Who?"

"You have to ask Dumbledore about that. The one who knows You-Know-Who best is always his enemy." Albert said calmly, "However, I don't think Dumbledore will tell you."

"What is Dumbledore hiding in the Forbidden Forest?" Scrimgeour continued.

"Aren't you looking?" Albert asked rhetorically.

"Not found." Scrimgeour shook his head.

"That's a pity." Albert's face showed no regret.

"You don't know."

"Fortune-tellers are not omnipotent." Albert shrugged, "And, are you really interested in this matter?"

Scrimgeour fell silent again, and he was really not interested in this matter, so the Aurors were actually "lazy", and no one was looking for them seriously. Today is the third day, and he plans to call it a day and go back to Fudge. Said too few clues were not found.

"Who will be the next new Minister?" Scrimgeour's eyes gleamed strangely.

"It looks like you want to be a minister?" said Albert, looking up and down Scrimgeour, shaking his head, "that's not a good job."

Scrimgeour remembered a report he had seen.

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

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

The office fell silent again, and Scrimgeour suddenly cracked and laughed, "That sounds like something a liar would say."

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

Scrimgeour was silent again, and although he was reluctant to admit it, Scrimgeour didn't want to die, and Percy told him that Anderson's prediction was particularly accurate, just as Albert once said he would be a magician after graduation Assistant to the Minister.

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

"Amelia Burns has a high chance of dying, I warned her about it, but she didn't take it seriously. However, to You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters, Amelia Ah Burns is in the way." Albert said softly, "If it's in the way, just kick it away or make it disappear."

After a brief silence, Scrimgeour suddenly asked, "You predicted my end? Or you predicted the future."

"I know what you're thinking." Albert interrupted softly, "You-Know-Who has become even more brutal, and is actually making a fortune on the top of the Ministry of Magic?"

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

"Actually, you've been ignoring one thing." Albert put down his teacup and said with a smile, "In the face of absolute power~IndoMTL.com~ your power is not worth mentioning at all."

"What do you mean?" Scrimgeour's face turned ugly.

"In the eyes of You-Know-Who, 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 England lives under the protection of Dumbledore, and you actually want to dig this protection over." Albert's face had a sneer that could not be concealed: "Once you lose Dumbledore, Protected by the strongest wizard in the wizarding 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 stupid of Fudge, and even if he doesn't like Dumbledore, he'll never make the relationship too tough.

"Who knows? The future can change, but it takes a lot of effort to change. If you do become the new minister, I think we'll meet again." Albert said meaningfully Say: "If you want to, before that, you need to recognize the situation and your strengths."

Scrimgeour fell into a brief silence again, as Albert's words seemed to herald the end.

Amelia Burns dies and Scrimgeour becomes the new Minister.

For some reason, Scrimgeour just wasn't happy.

Even if he doesn't want to admit it, he's still in a very 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... nasty guy." Scrimgeour's mouth twitched slightly, and he got up and left.

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