"Voldemort?" Draco hated people who played riddles.
Bree glanced at Draco.
"If you can understand the situation, you will understand. The future of the wizarding world is about to change. There is only one opportunity left."
"The Muggle world and the wizarding world are very reserved now, but the outbreak will come soon."
"Whether it is Grindelwald, Voldemort or Dumbledore, they are all racing against time in their lives. Whoever can seize the initiative when it breaks out will win."
"The wizarding world cannot stand three demon kings, and the other two will surrender to the winner. This is what the three of them think."
"At the same time, it is also the idea of people in the entire wizarding world who choose to take sides."
Bree looked at the white roses and envelopes on the table with a smile.
"Then who will win?" Draco looked at Bree dazedly.
He thought maybe Bree could see the future.
"What do you think, Draco?"
Bree looked at Draco like he was stupid.
Draco blushed.
"You don't have a good heart, Black Crow!"
Draco quickly turned his head away.
Bree's smile faded and she fell silent.
His methods are indeed cruel, but if successful, both the wizarding world and the Muggle world will achieve incredible changes.
Wizards and Muggles can learn magic in the same blue sky, instead of the false sky on the ceiling like the halls of Hogwarts, in exchange for that moment of wonder.
What's fake is fake.
"Okay, this has nothing to do with Hogwarts. You are still a fifth-year student, so don't get involved."
Bree reminded Draco.
"Humph, I don't want to get involved, but because of this news, other students at Hogwarts may be affected." Draco pointed to a report on the table, which was a piece of news praising Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix.
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"Look, many wizards are restless, especially those stupid lions."
"I think Snape should regret taking the position of Head of Gryffindor."
Draco threw the report away casually. He could just follow Bree and live a safe life.
"Let's go, it's dinner time, Lord Black Crow is dining." Draco stood up and bowed to Bree to invite him.
Brie was helpless, but she had to eat.
Arriving at the hall, Bree sat on the teacher's chair, but McGonagall had something to say before the meal.
When everyone was almost here, she stood up and said, "Everyone has seen the recent reports."
McGonagall's words attracted the attention of all the young wizards, including the professors.
She nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Our Hogwarts is a magic school, responsible for cultivating underage wizards. It will not become a military factory and let you take risks."
"Of course, any wizard who wants to participate can leave, and we respect your choice, but I hope you will study magic with your heart."
"Otherwise, if you leave Hogwarts, not to mention helping the situation, it will be a problem to protect yourself, but it will bring trouble to those around you."
As he said that, McGonagall glanced at the little lions of Gryffindor.
These cubs have been too active recently, and Snape came to see her several times.
The young Gryffindor wizard looked unconvinced.
Mag understands this very well, but she has ways to deal with it.
"You are wizards, and the power of wizards is magic. If you can pass the duel club's assessment, then your confidence is correct. If you can't..."
McGonagall always called them by name.
She looked sternly at the Gryffindor table.
"If you can't even pass the school exam, then don't go to the battlefield and hurt your comrades!"
The little Gryffindor lions were mute and did not dare to see McGonagall.
Mag nodded.
"Let's talk about another thing."
"Due to changes in the external situation, we have decided to cancel the Fantasy Game Competition. We are sorry that this is an unexpected change."
Mag has already discussed it with the deans, and regarding fantasy games, such entertainment activities are obviously not suitable for the current situation, and the young wizards should receive more rigorous training.
In order to prevent them from being unable to adapt to the current wizarding world after graduation.
Especially the little wizards who are already in seventh grade.
Their Defense Against the Dark Arts class was a mess, and the best they could do was to pass the Wizarding Level Examination.
"Oh!" Some wizards in the lower grades shouted reluctantly.
However, none of the senior wizards resisted this decision.
Even the Weslay twins are the same. Although they are still naughty in seventh grade, they have also grown a lot.
At this time, the wizard from the foreign school stood up.
"Sorry, we have to interrupt you."
Because Newt left, the external school had no dean to manage it, so they all negotiated on their own.
"We have to go back to our own country. I'm sorry that this learning exchange did not go to the end." The female teacher of the magic institute said first.
Other teachers also agreed.
However, Durmstrang's wizard said otherwise: "Our principal's words are still valid."
"As long as Odd and White Rose are around, the Saints will not target Hogwarts."
Beauxbatons on the side did not have the same confidence as Durmstrang. Their school's biggest backer was Nico Flamel, but he was dead.
Beauxbatons was very distressed about this, how they would stand in line...
Facing the departure of the foreign school, McGonagall had already made preparations.
"Of course, we will say goodbye to you all."
Even some wizarding communities far away from Europe will be threatened, and the exposure of wizarding communities is a common problem.
Ending the topic, McGonagall said: "Finally, we have to arrange the teaching positions at Hogwarts."
McGonagall looked at Bree.
Bree was helpless.
"We hope that the current professor of natural magic, Mr. Bree Olde, can serve as the deputy headmaster of Hogwarts."
Bree sighed. After he deprived Dumbledore of his position as deputy principal, he had a hunch that McGonagall would give him this responsibility.
"I'd love to, Principal McGonagall." Bree answered as she stood up.
Since you can't escape, try to accept it, and then do it faithfully.
McGonagall smiled and nodded, but Umbridge, who had been silent on the other side, almost broke her teeth.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But she did not dare to do anything.
There is still use for her staying at Hogwarts, but if she leaves Hogwarts and returns to the Ministry of Magic, there will be no place for her.
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Muggle world...
"Ouch!"
"Whoosh!"
Accompanied by a howl, a wave of magic power appeared in a flash.
I saw a "cat" as big as an elephant and with a colorful body running towards me.
Its tail is very special, long and agile, like a ribbon with feathers hanging on it, and when flapping it is as dazzling as a fire sickle.
"Zouwu!" A wizard recognized it.
Zuowu looked at it in confusion. It appeared here just now because it felt the fluctuation of magic, but it seemed that it was not very safe here.
Wizards and Muggles were fighting, and the surrounding crowd had been dispersed, but many innocent people were still injured and fell to the ground, groaning...
"Ouch!" The time and space around Zuowu suddenly distorted, and it jumped up and disappeared from the scene.
Space-time transformation.
Hogsmeade Village, England——
Zuowu carefully hid in the alley and wandered around this small wizard village...
On the other side, Voldemort, who had secretly occupied Hogsmeade village, was gathering a group of Death Eaters.
Different from the previous snake face, Voldemort's appearance is close to that of a normal person after recovering the soul fragments in Slytherin's locket and Hufflepuff's golden cup.
Even my nose and hair have grown out, but my skin looks a little paler.
Voldemort's eyes were blood red. He sat elegantly on the main seat at the head of the long table. The other Death Eaters sat on the left and right sides of the long table, looking at Voldemort respectfully.
Under the green decoration, the entire hall looks eerie.
Voldemort threw some behavioral information about Grindelwald and Dumbledore on the table.
"Dumbledore, he arranged for the Order of the Phoenix to hinder our actions, and internationally, he used Newt to arrange Dumbledore's Army to stop Grindelwald's madness."
Speaking of crazy, he sneered a few times.
"Let me clean up the trash for you, Master!" Bellatrix looked at Voldemort fervently, her eyes full of love and madness.
"Bella, you should learn to calm down. It seems that the dementors haven't taught you this yet."
Bellatrix said hurriedly: "Master..."
"Stop talking. I don't blame you. Your loyalty is enough for me to tolerate everything you do."
"Oh, Master." Bellatrix covered her heart, her face filled with happiness.
Voldemort ignored Bella. He glanced at the Death Eaters below and set his sights on Peter.
When Peter saw this, he trembled and lowered his head.
"Master, what can I do for you?"
Under Voldemort's eyes full of scrutiny, he then said: "You, find a way to enter Hogwarts. I need the crown of Ravenclaw."
Peter swallowed.
"Master, Hogwarts has been sealed off by Bree Old. No one can circumvent his magic. Peter, Peter..."
Peter said, kneeling to the ground.
The other Death Eaters did not dare to speak, but most of them looked at Peter with disdain.
Bella stood up directly and kicked Peter.
"Trash, you actually disobeyed your master!"
"No, no, no, Peter is willing to do it, even if it costs his life!" Peter shouted.
Voldemort raised his hand to stop Bella.
"Get up, Peter, and I'll give you Umbridge's connection, and it will be up to you two to complete this."
"Yes, Peter will definitely complete the mission, Master!"
After dealing with Peter, Voldemort closed his eyes and said quietly: "How did you do that?"
Upon hearing this, Rodolphus Lestrange and Selwyn immediately stood up.
"Master, the arrangements have already begun. We are doing it very secretly."
Voldemort nodded.
"What about the Department of Mysteries?"
August Rookwood stood up on the other side.
"Master, the Department of Mysteries has been under the jurisdiction of the White Wizard for thousands of years. It took our family hundreds of years to get close to the core position. As soon as this current director of the Department of Mysteries takes office, it will be me."
Voldemort frowned and didn't say much, but most of the Death Eaters were very excited when they heard the news.
"Very well, we will help you become the Director of Mysterious Affairs."
Voldemort said neither salty nor blandly.
"One last thing."
Voldemort clicked on the table, and a piece of information appeared in front of each Death Eater.
"I hope that this news will spread throughout the world, and our Death Eater organization will follow this trend and become a worldwide wizarding organization."
A smile flashed across Voldemort's face, the moment he had been waiting for had arrived.
All over the world began to become unstable because of the battle between Grindelwald and the Muggles.
Some support Grindelwald and hope to gain power.
Some support Dumbledore and hope that the Wizarding Protection Act will continue to exist and that Muggles will live in peace.
But he, Voldemort, also wanted to have a hand in it to prove that he, Voldemort, was a true demon king!
"Let's adjourn the meeting. I'm going to see little Barty. What's in his mind is very important to me."
Bree O'Dea has the audacity to say that he is worse than a London street gangster!
He also won't let Bree be superior.
"I want to see what your weaknesses are."
Voldemort said, but he was very impatient.
Because he used magic to know every secret in little Barty's mind.
Only about Bree, little Barty refused to reveal anything even though his soul was sucked by the dementors and he became a living dead.
"Little Barty, you betrayed me too."
Voldemort's eyes were filled with anger, but he soon took a breath.
Having recovered part of his soul, he was able to suppress his rage and learn to think calmly, instead of being a mindless weapon.
"Of course, I am more interested in the position that those purebloods gave me than your betrayal."
"Weapons..." Voldemort said in a cold tone.
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Inside Hogwarts, Bree looked at the information that Tom sent him, which was all about the results of planting natural trees. Of course, in addition, there were arrangements for subsequent activities.
at the same time.
"Dongdongdong!"
"Professor Odd!" was Hagrid's voice.
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Hagrid came in with long strides.
"Your mail, Professor Old." Hagrid placed some letters on Bree's desk.
"Thank you, Mr. Hagrid... By the way, after Professor Newt left, the professor of the Care of Magical Creatures class has not yet arrived, so Professor Sprout has been teaching for the past few days."
"But Professor Sprout has a lot of things to do as dean, so I think you can take over for a while..."
"Oh!" Hagrid cheered in surprise.
"Oh, I mean, I'd love to, I can serve anytime..."
Bree calmed Hagrid's mood a little, and after he left, he looked at the letters. They were all sent by insignificant wizards for learning and communication.
As the creator of natural magic, Bree often receives these letters.
But there is another report.
"Popular science report?"
How could this be reported at this time?
Bree looked down——
With the combination of wizards and Muggles, the magic talents of wizards are getting lower and lower, which is a disaster for the wizarding world. Of course, we will not deny that some Muggle wizards have strong talents, but these are a small number...
Everyone should agree that if the bloodline of wizards continues to be thinned, magic will disappear from this world...
This is why in the wizarding world, we always respect pure-blood wizards as being more noble. This is also the reason why pure-blood families are so keen on marrying pure-bloods.
The Selwyn family said in an interview: "We pure-bloods just hope that wizards will always exist, but with more and more mixed-bloods, the magical talents of wizards are getting weaker and weaker..."
What follows is a powerful analysis, mostly academic argumentation from wizarding scholars.