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Chapter 75 Dumbledores Office

Dumbledore, what are you doing, you are making the House Cup a joke!"

"bump!"

In the principal's office, McGonagall threw the broken college cup on Dumbledore's desk, making the already cracked college cup even more damaged.

Fox on the side screamed, obviously frightened by the sudden sound, and hid aside in fear.

McGonagall was on pins and needles at the dinner tonight, especially after Bree left the hall. The young wizards were silent and had no intention of eating. Many young wizards were looking at the teacher's table. They were watching Dumbledore and her Gran.

Dean of Findor!

"I have never, never... wuwuwu, I have never been hated like this... They are still my students, which makes me unworthy of being the Head of Gryffindor, and not worthy of being the Vice-Principal... You

What on earth are you going to do, Dumbledore!"

Mag sobbed and wiped away tears. She felt that her career as a teacher had been a complete failure. When she was collecting the pieces of the Academy Cup, she did not dare to look at the children underneath. She rushed to the principal's office on the eighth floor as if she was running away.

"Minerva, this is my fault. I cared too much about Harry. You may not know that Voldemort was actually killed by him. He had the magic that Voldemort was afraid of."

McGonagall thought of Harry grabbing Voldemort's face in the stone chamber and Voldemort finally turning into ashes.

"So you want to train Potter!"

Mag suddenly knew the truth, but this was not the reason for her permission.

"Potter is just a kid!"

McGonagall was furious, with tears in her eyes, she pointed angrily at Dumbledore and trembled.

"Brie is also a child. You cannot deprive children of justice. As the head of Gryffindor, I will not let such a thing happen!"

"But his red eyes, you and I both know, they are a symbol of the descendants of Slytherin..."

"Slytherin?" A trace of worry flashed across Mag's face, but she quickly strengthened her heart.

"I believe in Bree Ord, I trust him more than anyone else. What I don't believe is you, Dumbledore. Bree is a child, even though he now looks like he has the same origin as Voldemort..."

"but!"

"I'm not familiar with Voldemort. What I'm familiar with is Bree. His excellence is beyond the reach of Voldemort, and he is a good boy. He loves magic and understands the rules. He has never learned magic that puts himself in danger, because his

To be cautious, I have even decided to teach him the art of human transformation next semester..."

McGonagall kept talking about the difference between Bree and Voldemort, and kept defending Bree. Dumbledore also knew the essential difference between Bree and Voldemort, which was that Bree gave up the support of pure blood and chose to be a member of each academy.

Have your own friends.

The little badgers think Bree is sincere, the little eagles think Bree is smart and studious, the little lions also think Bree is different, and among the little snakes Bree also has friends...that Malfoy who hurried out to find Bree?

An incredible character, better than Voldemort, but more capable of protecting himself, freer, and far away from taking sides. These reasons made Dumbledore feel helpless and less worried about Bree.

Dumbledore removed the matter from Bree and continued to comfort McGonagall, "Minerva, I believe Odd will not fall to the Death Eaters, but Voldemort is not dead yet, and we all know it." Dumbledore seemed to suddenly

Ten years older, he sat slumped on the chair. The candies in his hand fell to the ground and he ignored them.

"I am already old and have no strength to fight against Voldemort. The wizarding world needs a savior to lead justice and suppress evil."

And those **** pure bloodism...

Behind Dumbledore is not just Hogwarts, he also has debts left over decades ago, debts from the righteous side. As time goes by, these debts have not diminished, but have become more and more acute, forcing him to deal with pure bloods.

wizard.

And those creditors are the demands of the so-called righteous pure-blood, mixed-blood or Muggle-born wizards, as well as Dumbledore himself. His lifelong belief is to protect wizards from being eliminated by Muggles and to allow wizards to have a better life.

This was also the disagreement with Grindelwald back then.

Because Grindelwald chose the most radical path, which was to start a war and control the Muggles, but in Dumbledore's view this would only exacerbate the demise of the wizarding world.

Later, Dumbledore gained the support of the "righteous party" in the wizarding world, and tied his feelings with Grindelwald in the tower, and he could no longer step down from the high position that was lifted up by everyone.

McGonagall said in an uncertain tone, "Dumbledore, we must have other ways to deal with Voldemort..."

Dumbledore sighed and said, "I have to do this. There is not only the Dark Lord in the wizarding world, but also various demons walking in the light, sucking the blood of wizards. We need a righteous savior. The last one is

Me, the next one may be Harry, it may be someone else, it may even be Oded, because the savior must exist, otherwise the balance between white and black will be broken."

McGonagall was silent. She was not just a transfiguration professor. Before becoming a professor, she was an employee of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic. She was not ignorant of politics.

"But I am now a professor who teaches and educates people. Dumbledore, school is not your political stage. If you want, you can compete for the position of Minister of Magic. As long as you want, there will be many people supporting you.

Including me."

"But inside Hogwarts, absolutely not!"

Mag took a deep breath and suppressed her anger. To be honest, she was very confused, but she always kept her responsibility in mind.

"I will keep an eye on you. I hope you can change your attitude next semester and care more about those lovely children. So you can handle the admission notification for new students yourself. This will help you understand each student.

I’m not letting you eat sweet candies in the office and think about plotting against your own students!”

Professor McGonagall turned around and left, closed the door firmly, and leaned against the wall, sobbing.

"McGonagall?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Oh, I'm sorry, Professor Snape, for blocking your way." McGonagall wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and gave Snape a forced smile.

After opening the road, it was obvious that Snape was also looking for Dumbledore, but McGonagall stopped him first.

"Sorry, I mean I'm sorry for what happened today. I can't imagine this being the case. I would rather be at the bottom of Gryffindor in my professorship than get this honor through such unfair means.

"

Professor McGonagall still cried as she spoke.

"Professor McGonagall?"

Bree walked out of the turret, and beside him was Professor Sprout. After Bree's private dinner just now, Professor Sprout found him and wanted to take him to find Deng.

Breedo reasoned, but Breed didn't agree, but he heard Professor Sprout say that Professor McGonagall was about to cry, so he followed him to the principal's office. It seemed that Professor McGonagall really blamed herself.

"Professor, this is no one's fault. Please stop crying. This will make me feel uncomfortable. I don't want anyone to cry because of me."

Professor McGonagall hugged Bree and choked with sobs, "I know you are a good boy. I will give you justice, and Dumbledore can't stop it..."

"No, Professor, I have actually looked past the College Cup. The most important thing in school is learning, isn't it? I have already gained the most important thing at Hogwarts."

After listening to Bree's words, Snape looked at the pretending expression on his face and did not rush to ridicule, because Professor McGonagall's behavior in Bree had calmed down, at least it was not as frightening as Snape had just seen it.

A worried and cowardly look, after all, McGonagall was also Snape's former professor, and he also admired McGonagall's integrity and style of conduct.

"Of course students put learning first." Snape said helpfully, and then said, "Anyway, the Academy Cup is broken, so don't set up this award this year. If Oude still needs it, then work hard next semester.

, our professors will keep an eye on it."

Snape was protecting Bree. He knew that Bree had no expectations for the Academy Cup, or was indifferent to this so-called glory, but he had to pave the way forward for Bree to prevent Dumbledore from being defeated.

We cannot let professors continue to hold on to this, as this is not good for anyone.

Thinking this, he looked at Bree, who was very sensible and understood what Snape meant.

"Thank you, professors. I know that true glory will not disappear just because of a trophy. Let's just follow the arrangements Professor Snape said."

Bree couldn't bear to see McGonagall blaming herself for this incident again. She was a good professor, not to mention that this incident was irreversible and Dumbledore had received the backlash he deserved.

In this confrontation with Dumbledore, Bree was better, and it also allowed him to see clearly how to survive better in the wizarding world.

Mag pursed her lips and felt even more distressed when she saw Bree's well-behaved expression, so she kissed Bree on the cheek and said, "I will promise that the school will be absolutely fair in the future."

Bree blushed and was a little at a loss. Although British etiquette was very open, no one had ever done this, and Bree didn't like such closeness.

Seemingly noticing Bree's stiffness, Snape sneered, pushed open the door to the principal's office and closed it. The remaining things he needed to discuss with Dumbledore were what Dumbledore wanted to do to Harry and Bree.

do what!

"I want to spend the last day in the corner tower, is that okay?"

Bree looked at Mag, who agreed thoughtfully.

"Of course, this is not a big deal." Mag and Sprout both looked at each other and understood that the impact of this incident on Bree had passed.

"Well, good night, professors, I guess I won't have to go to Headmaster Dumbledore."

Bree said goodbye to the professors and headed to the turret, but Sprout hurriedly grabbed McGonagall and worriedly asked, "What is Dumbledore going to do about Bree's red eyes?"

Obviously, this is Sprout's true purpose. She is familiar with Dumbledore and understands Dumbledore's situation, but she will never allow Bree to be suspicious of him.

Sprout said bluntly, "What about the descendants of Slytherin? We are professors, and our duty is to teach the young wizard, not to be wary of him or plot against him because of his bloodline!"

After hearing Sprout's words, McGonagall's eyes lit up. The thing she had been worried about finally found a solution. Sure enough, Hufflepuff is the most upright and tolerant college.

McGonagall followed the words and said, "I don't think we need to worry about Dumbledore's attitude. He was good at teaching transfiguration at the beginning, but he didn't make any great achievements in helping the little wizard grow up."

Sprout and Mag looked at each other and both firmed up their attitudes.

Sprout said, "Dumbledore doesn't know how to educate the little wizard at all. Don't let him get close to Bree."

"Of course, I think we can't let Dumbledore teach Bree as he pleases." Professor McGonagall also agreed.

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