Chapter 102 The Lovewood Family's Dialogue Chapter says)
[The Ministry of Magic admits that the Hogwarts estate proves that an unknown person was mortgaged]
"In a brief statement at noon today, Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge confirmed that the land certificate of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is temporarily mortgaged at Gringotts Wizarding Bank.
("I must confirm with great regret that the property certificate originally belonging to the Slytherin family, which is where Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is located) was mortgaged by unknown persons in Gringotts not long ago in exchange for a huge amount of money.
The currency of a certain Muggle country." Cornelius Fudge said.)
("We have conclusive evidence to believe that this conspiracy against the wizarding world came from the revenge of one or a few remnants who followed the wizard who cannot be named.")
("But please don't panic. After the Ministry of Magic's efforts to communicate, Gringotts Wizarding Bank has agreed to fully support and cooperate with the Ministry of Magic's work to save Hogwarts. In other words, it only needs to mobilize and raise a sufficient amount of gold coins
After Long completes the exchange, the Ministry of Magic can buy Hogwarts back directly from Gringotts...")
"Mr. Minister's positive response allows us to see the growth and action of the Ministry of Magic. At the same time, we have not yet received comments from Albus Dumbledore on this matter. He is the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and the International Federation of Wizards.
Commissioner and the Chief Magician of the Wizengamot. But in the past twenty-four hours, he has not warned people and done anything as usual. We have to start to wonder whether our expectations for this old man are too high...
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"Father, I'm afraid you have to change the manuscript again. Dumbledore has not responded to the outside world."
The girl who was reading the newspaper paused, raised her head and looked at the wizard who was writing at the table and said.
She had unkempt, dirty, waist-length blond hair, very light eyebrows, and wore a necklace of butterbeer corks around her neck.
The man she called her father was a funny-looking wizard with cotton candy-like white hair hanging on his shoulders. The tassels on his hat hung straight in front of his nose. He was wearing an egg-yellow robe with a dazzling color. Around his neck was a
There is a gold chain with a strange symbol shining on it, which looks like a triangular eye.
"No, that just illustrates my reasoning, my dear little Luna."
As if his majesty had been challenged, the wizard said seriously without hesitation, "Hogwarts is a living magical castle. As the principal recognized by the school, Albus Dumbledore definitely knows more than magic."
There are far more fools than there are. You see, it is such a simple truth. The only person who can really sell a house is the actual occupant of the house, not the owner written on the piece of paper."
This is the home of the Lovegood family.
Since the mistress of the house, Pandora Lovegood, died unexpectedly last year after trying a spell that went terribly wrong, only Xenophilius Lovegood, the editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler" magazine, and his
The only daughter, Luna Lovegood, was dependent on each other.
At this time, Mr. Lovewood was preparing the manuscript for the new issue of "The Quibbler," and his daughter Luna was reading him the front page of the "Special Supplement-The Daily Prophet" to provide inspiration to her father.
Most of the time, Mr. Lovewood seemed to be engaged in a verbal exercise of antonyms.
"Well, in that case, why don't people try sending an owl directly to Hogwarts to ask Professor Dumbledore?"
Luna glanced at her mouth and continued to ask, turning the newspaper in her hand upside down, as if she liked this conversation.
"Oh, Luna. I remember you asked this question before, right?" Mr. Lovewood said unhappily, "That's not okay. A qualified reporter needs to always remember the question he asked."
"But you also said that a qualified reporter sometimes needs to ask the same question several times before he can find out the truth." The girl answered smoothly, her eyes were a little cute, and she looked at the newspaper in front of her blankly.
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"Huh, okay. I'd rather say it one more time than I want you to be fooled by those mediocre mediocre people using wrong book content in the future."
Mr. Lovewood thought for a while, put down the pen in his hand, stood up and waved towards the window.
A small owl with a slightly flat head, somewhat like an eagle's head, flew into the room from an old crabapple tree covered with small red fruits.
"First of all, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is under magical protection most of the time. Its address is cast by a particularly powerful unplottable spell. Except for a specific time period for receiving letters, most of the non-Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is protected by magic.
Even the owls of Watts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry cannot find the location of this school. They can only hover above the Scottish Highlands."
(Click here to view the explanation of [Unplottable Curse])
Lovingly stroking Luna's long golden hair that resembled her mother's, Mr. Lovewood continued to explain.
"Secondly, the owl's messaging ability comes from the name magic in the ancient contract. A powerful wizard can cast a spell on his own name, making it impossible for the owl to track him. Believe me, as the most powerful wizard in the world, Dumbledore
The magical protection cast on his name is almost impossible to break, and no owl can find him unless he agrees."
As he spoke, he casually wrote the words "Albus Dumbledore (accepted)" on a piece of parchment and handed it to the little owl. He turned to his daughter and shrugged, "Look, if
If the name cannot be recognized, then the owl will not react in any way. To them, this is just a small piece of paper with incomprehensible human characters written on it... huh?"
Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly felt a tugging force coming from his right hand.
Mr. Lovewood turned his head and saw their little "eagle-headed" owl excitedly holding the piece of paper in his hand, flapping its wings and trying to fly.
"So...Father, can I understand that Professor Dumbledore is willing to accept your letter?"
Luna blinked, stretched out her hand to help her father hold the little owl in her arms, and asked curiously.
"No...that's right! Oh, my gosh, Mr. Dumbledore must have read my copy of "The Quibbler." I knew he would be interested. Parchment, where is the blank parchment? I have to hurry.
Write him a letter, maybe he knows the whereabouts of the Snorlax!"
Mr. Lovewood's eyes widened suddenly, he nodded in disbelief, jumped up excitedly, and started rummaging around on the workbench.
Seeing her father starting to get busy again, Luna shook her head and continued to turn her attention back to the place she had not finished reading before. She read softly, "...However, Professor Dumbledore wrote a letter saying that he would be happy to answer some wizards' questions.
Confusion about this.”
Standing up, Luna opened the window and looked outside.
In the darkening sky, dozens of owls carrying letters flew over the roof of their house and flew towards the Scottish Highlands.
And further away, more and more owls gathered together and flew into the distance in groups.
Hogwarts will be very lively tomorrow, right? It's a pity that she won't be able to go to school there next year.
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Fourth update, hinghing, sleeping.
I'm so tired. There's only so much I can do today. Good night, please tell me.