An augury jumped up from the window of Lupin's office, flapped its wings and flew around Hogwarts Castle, making an unpleasant and mocking "quack, quack, quack" sound from its mouth, and landed gently on a lower one.
From the top of the spire, overlooking the castle.
The fortune teller has always been known as an ominous creature, the sentinel of death, and the prophet of death.
The presence of the fortune-telling bird in the school seems to bring a strange atmosphere to the already heavy atmosphere of the castle.
It just stood there quietly, as if waiting to harvest its soul.
Several school directors walked past the steeple, looking at it with panicked expressions and their hearts trembling.
Professor Dumbledore is too strong and does not take the school governors seriously at all. In fact, everyone does not like him very much. But in Hogwarts with Dumbledore here, the identity of the school governor is the most noble of all their titles.
That one.
In a Hogwarts that has lost Dumbledore, it is unclear how valuable their school directorships will be.
They seem a little confused about the future.
As for some school directors who were looking forward to the arrival of the Dark Lord, they secretly rejoiced and pointed at the fortune-telling bird. When they looked at each other, everyone had a smile of unknown meaning.
"Professor McGonagall is not suitable to take over as principal." Old Al, the most senior person, touched his mustache and looked between the several school directors with a half-smile in his eyes.
Everyone was silent, they were all old foxes, and there was no expression on everyone's face.
Ever since Old Al made a major mistake in selecting Lockhart as headmaster, everyone has gradually become less willing to listen to his opinion.
At that time, Lockhart was forcibly expelled from the school and became a laughing stock, you know?
How long has it been?
Now Lockhart is even more uncertain about his life and death. Who knows if he took advantage of the chaos and slipped away. Every one of them, the school directors, were ridiculed by their opponents when they were out doing activities.
It's very shameless.
Gower's aunt walked forward with a sneer, her jewelry swaying and shining with colorful light, "I think Professor McGonagall is very suitable."
Old Al stared at her, "Opposing for the sake of opposition will only make you look stupid. You should figure out your position."
"Ha~"
She sneered, her whole body started to tremble, and the emerald earrings on her ears suddenly started to dangle, "What position can I have? It's really ridiculous."
"Ahem." Lucius coughed lightly and gave her a look to tell this idiot to shut up as soon as possible.
Lucius's platinum-blond hair now looked a little pale, as if he had a lot of white hair. He glanced around the school castle with a complicated expression and looked at Old Al, "I think we can wait for Dumbledore to wake up.
,what do you think?"
Old Al was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed, and he nodded slightly.
"This time our school directors are mainly here for the 'Werewolf Experience Candy' thing and to express our concern for Principal Dumbledore's condition. Other matters are not within the scope of discussion for the time being."
These words are still not recognized by everyone. It is obvious that some school directors came to the school for this purpose.
A group of people walked towards Professor McGonagall's office, sparsely divided into several small groups.
"Quack quack~"
The fortune-telling bird called to them, flapped its wings and flew towards the sky full of falling snow.
The wings flapped gently and slowly landed on the roof of the Elephant Vine's hut. The wizard's robe danced and he instantly transformed into a little wizard.
Anton looked at Hogwarts Castle across the Black Lake in silence.
"Werewolf Experience Candy..."
The current situation is not good for him. Various messages spread from the society to parents and finally to students. A word of mouth message is becoming a tiger among three people.
Anthony Weasley took advantage of Dumbledore's trust in him and gave Old Deng poison, wolfsbane, and a terrible curse.
He has become synonymous with the third generation of Dark Lords.
Anton even heard some students talking about the news they had heard, saying that someone was talking about Grindelwald's experience and that they did not intend for Anton to drop out of Hogwarts, but to send him directly to Azkaban.
In the name of poisoning Dumbledore.
This student's parent is a minor official in the Ministry of Magic.
"The idea is coming to me."
Anton curled his lips.
It is true that wizards are respected by the strong, but wizards are also members of society and must abide by the rules of society.
If he is identified by the Ministry of Magic as the murderer of Dumbledore, unless Dumbledore himself jumps out to explain, Azkaban is already beckoning.
He couldn't even take revenge on anyone, because there were too many people who were telling the truth. As rumors spread, the news became more and more outrageous, and he didn't know how many people were adding fuel to the fire.
The only person who can be targeted is reporter Rita, but if he really wants to kill such a small character to vent his anger, he will only be completely convicted, and those who are waiting to see the joke should be proud.
Now there are only two roads in front of me.
One is to follow the path of white wizards like Dumbledore, follow Lao Deng's advice, and publish his research on werewolves in a book or paper to the public to prove his innocence.
But such a road seems a bit frustrating, and I feel unhappy.
One is to follow the path of dark wizards like Voldemort. It’s none of my business. I’m very cruel. Let’s see who dares to mess with him.
But such a road is destined to be full of killings. Not to mention the Aurors who are chasing and arresting them, but also those who have various purposes. They may have to kill a large number of people in order to have the prestige of Lao Fu.
This is also unpleasant.
Of course, it's not impossible for him to be proficient in the art of human body transformation, so he can hide his name and continue having fun by changing his identity.
But family members, friends, teachers, classmates in the past...
I'm afraid we can only see each other like rats in the underground, which is equally unpleasant.
"Don't push me. I'm really in a hurry. I'll transform into Voldemort and summon the Death Eaters to have a big show. Let's see who cares about Anthony Weasley."
Anton sneered.
This is a very interesting trick. Sometimes when you encounter problems, you don’t need to solve them at all. You just need to use more heat to cover them up. Time will dilute everything.
He has thought about it all.
If he really gets to this point, Anthony Weasley will step on the colorful auspicious clouds, bravely slay the evil dragon and become the true savior when Voldemort is at his peak.
At that time, some of the so-called werewolf experience candies will be those who hold their stinky feet to help them wash their hands.
Quack~~~~
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Time seemed to become extremely slow. Under Professor McGonagall's strong hand, the two schools that came to participate did not leave. The school's teaching continued, and the Quidditch game continued.
According to the plan, no one should act like Dumbledore is dead.
Similarly, the school directors who did not expect Professor McGonagall to be so tough-minded also did not get what they wanted.
In their minds, if Professor McGonagall really becomes the next principal, then this is the best time for the school directors to take the initiative with Professor McGonagall.
Hold her down!
It's a pity that Professor McGonagall's fierce momentum is not subdued at all, and she is invincible, and she doesn't even give any face to the school directors.
Then, it gradually became the consensus of the school directors not to let Professor McGonagall take over as the principal. They could not imagine that after Professor McGonagall took over as the principal, they, the school directors, would have no say at all.
Hogwarts is not the Headmaster's Hogwarts, nor is Hogwarts the School Trustees' Hogwarts. It belongs to everyone, and everyone has a share. No one can think of one family being the only one.
Even the most sensible and well-intentioned school director cannot accept the Hogwarts that the principal says!
It has become their consensus to fire Professor McGonagall.
They just need an opportunity, such as...
Dumbledore is really dead.
So, how is Dumbledore doing now?
Early in the morning, the auditorium on the first floor of the castle seemed a little silent, and the rich and delicious food seemed to be unable to arouse everyone's interest.
The school directors were huddled in the corner of the podium eating, and Professor McGonagall had to use transfiguration to provide them with tables and chairs.
At this moment, the cry of the phoenix resounded through the castle.
"Dumbledore!"
I don't know how many people were shouting Dumbledore's name loudly. The students rushed to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the flaming phoenix figure.