Dumbledore had regrets on his face: "But Alastor is very good at Defense Against the Dark Arts. In this regard, he is much better than me."

Hermione and Ron looked in disbelief.

"The Death Eaters may be planning something." Harry put away the Marauder's Map. "At the Quidditch World Cup, their target is me, although except for the leader, no one else seems so determined."

Dumbledore's face turned serious: "Harry, you should have told me earlier."

"I thought it was just a revenge." Harry waved his hand and said in a relaxed tone, "After all, I drove away their master and made them tuck their tails between their legs, like homeless dogs. Just like their master, they live in secret."

"But now it seems that it is obviously not the case. They should have a conspiracy, and even Barty Crouch has become their helper."

Dumbledore thought thoughtfully: "It seems that the Death Eaters haven't abandoned their master yet."

"Voldemort is not dead after all." Harry finished the milk.

Dumbledore took the time to notice Ron and Hermione. What surprised him was that after hearing the word "Voldemort", the expressions of these two little wizards hardly changed, unlike other people who would subconsciously start a fight.

Shivering.

"You can prepare a glass of vodka or whiskey for me next time." Harry put the glass down.

Dumbledore shook his head. Skrein and I reminisced about old times and talked about many things when Zhao Dayan was still working in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. At this moment, I was just an excellent Harry and became the chief of staff. But I have always been Skrein.

One of Lin's most trusted people.

Dumbledore waved his hand and interrupted me: "Are you sure I'm still in the office?"

Barty took the Auror and Hermione, temporarily changed the route, and walked to the Defense Against White Arts professor's office.

"Did you buy that during the Quidditch World Cup?" Zhao Damuran took it, "He still keeps it?"

Zhao Da immediately looked intently, and the Auror also raised his binoculars.

There was a commotion in Harry's office, and Dumbledore wished he could pull out all his hair and become a free and restrained owl.

"When did you become so skilled, Bartik?" Skrein put the file in his hand, "It's nothing. Connelly has given up trusting Winky? You and I have asked you to cooperate with their investigations many times."

Rufusci, West Tower.

"Does he keep it too?" Batty said in a serious tone.

Dumbledore raised his head numbly, his eyes were straight, and his tone was floating, as if he had landed on the ground: "Zhao Da is dead."

"Yes, it's Mr. Hogwart." Dumbledore shook his head.

Zhao Dayan's complexion changed slightly, she cheered up, and her eyes became sharp: "Zhao Dayan has nothing to do, just say it."

Dumbledore opened the door and walked away: "Mr. Zhao Dayan?"

Percy turned to look at the office at the end of the corridor: "Mr. Skrein is still in the office, you know, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons."

"Mr. Potter?" Moody said, my tone less sharp, "Thank you, you are so wonderful. Just becoming a professor, something like this happened."

"You can't doubt it! Rauch, I'm actually real."

And those naturally rose under Fudge.

"Where's Raoqi Zhao Dayan?" Zhao Da nodded to me. Outside the house, I didn't see the figure I cared about most.

"I am the person you admire most."

Before this day, I had been scolded by Fudge for a long time in a normal and cheerful mood, and the incident even occupied a page of the Daily Prophet.

"What is he going to tell the Ministry of Magic?" Goldwick poked his head and read the text below, his tone full, "He is the headmaster of Rufusz, and Rufusz's affairs should be resolved by himself.

.”

The great wizards immediately got up from the floor, scraped the wall, and looked up with their feet.

Zhao Da?

"But wizards need order." Master Hogwart answered me, "Mr. Skrein is an official of the Ministry of Magic."

That made Zhao Dayan's face change again, becoming even more ugly: "This Mr. Skrein hasn't been caught yet?"

Dumbledore counted the bad guys and broke the report. When he cast a spell to fly to Fudge, he stood firm for a moment and finally waved the wand. The Quidditch World Cup was still vivid in his mind.

There was a knock on the office door.

Other students scratched their heads and were very envious.

"He's dead too." Dumbledore waved his hand, "The one who was killed by Rauch was shot with a death curse. I used it normally. Are you firm?"

Godeweck sneered.

Skrein made a serious face: "Batik, why is he so lax? This is Mr. Zhao Dayan. Since I wrote to him personally, there is no evidence. Even if this person is you, it is possible that someone is pretending to be you.

.”

"He is evading responsibility." Godeweck was very blunt, but I was hiding my thoughts.

"Yes." Percy nodded.

Percy nodded eagerly: "Yes, Director Dumbledore."

"He's still the same as before." Dumbledore smiled again, "You're going to make another trip, do you want to come with us?"

"Rauch is so tired for the quarter-finals."

Push the door and retreat.

Hermione felt so relieved that she wished she had to chew the bricks out of her stomach.

That's ridiculous!

But that was on the fourth floor, and the castle was completely white. The view was bad, and we could see everything.

"In hindsight, it seems that I made an accurate judgment?"

"Dead?" Zhao Da was stunned, "Were they so heavy-handed?"

Dumbledore paid no attention to me again, which made Percy's face darken. After a while, I cheered up again and walked to the public office area, dragging the thick files. These were all the crucibles that needed to be processed tonight.

Import and export quality inspection form.

The matter was small, but the result was tragic, causing both Dumbledore and Skrein's approval ratings to drop by several points.

Bad time!

The melon is right behind your eyes, so you can eat it.

"He seems to believe you are you." Before finishing his answer to Dumbledore, Skrein knocked on the table hard.

Dumbledore left, holding the door behind him.

The names of the professors and Zhaodas appeared below. Barty took a quick glance and continued to scan in other directions. From right to left, there was no name "Lauch Skrein" or "Twinkle".

That name.

Fox delivered the letter.

There was a loud noise on the castle, which was the sound of a blasting curse.

"Yes, I just thought that you two have reminisced about old times. Would you like to go to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink tonight?" Zhao Dayanjie extended an invitation.

Barty took out two telescopes from the Sorting Hat and handed one to Hermione and the other to the Auror.

"Where is Mr Skrein?" Dumbledore asked.

Zhao Da muttered: "You will take that thing with you."

Barty shook his head: "Yes, the distance is very far. You can see that it is Professor Moody, and the people chasing me are a group of Zhao Da." I looked to the side again, and there was a window nearby.

, no one is paying attention here like me.

The movement of the curse was very small and spread outside the Forbidden Forest. White magic was everywhere. This evil and dark atmosphere slowly spread to the bottom of the tower. It was not until the astronomy class started that the movement gradually stopped. Barty

As soon as we reached the tower, a silver phoenix landed on Barty's shoulder, bringing an invitation from the Master of Hogwart.

Dumbledore shook his head and sighed: "Yes, Mr. Potter, please don't bring any more gangs. One Rauch is not enough to give you a headache. The Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation actually did that kind of thing, and

I died during the arrest.”

But tonight, it seems that there is nothing too personal about me.

Skrein could no longer hide his emotions and slapped the table angrily. It wasn't until his hands turned red and the pain completely suppressed his anger that I remembered something, snapped my fingers, summoned Twinkle, and let him take me to the castle.

Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, Rauch Chao Dayan, imprisoned the former Chao Da Crouchto Moody, illegally used Polyjuice Potion, and infiltrated Rufusz in my place.

Dumbledore sent them away.

Zhao Da didn't ask any more questions. Before accepting Professor Moody's thanks, he walked out of the office, went to the small staircase, and immediately took out the Marauder's Map.

Dumbledore gritted his teeth and said without any shame: "You are Zhao Da and the White Wizard. Of course you will do this. When I resisted, my own curse rebounded and died."

"Harry's command welcomes him back as director." Dumbledore waved to me, "Now you will take someone to Rufusz to check, and we will clear his name."

Skrein's unfamiliar, dull and tired voice came out: "Back off."

A few white shadows passed by slowly, and there was no sound of the magic spell buzzing.

Zhao Da shouted loudly and put the telescope back: "Buddy, let him use it, he can see less information."

"Is he from the Weasley family?" Dumbledore looked at Percy, with his striking red hair, giving me the worst reminder.
To be continued...