Chapter 379: True and False Dumbledore (Part 2) (Acridine for a Monthly Pass)
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And at the same time, on the other side...
Hogwarts Headmaster's Office.
"The Basilisk is a very dangerous dark magic creature. Considering that the Chamber of Secrets is located at the bottom of Hogwarts Lake, I do not recommend a large-scale spell attack - if you are not careful, it is likely to break through the barrier and enter.
Wild areas.”
Albus Dumbledore waved his wand, and a huge piece of parchment slowly unfolded. It listed various legends and introductions about basilisks recorded in ancient books, as well as the secret room added by Professor Binns.
Rough structural diagram.
"Therefore, I am more inclined to establish a set of all-round inward magic restrictions, similar to the functional magic barrier that Nurmengard Castle uses to prevent outsiders from entering, so that this monster can sleep forever -
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After looking around at the thoughtful people in the Ministry of Magic, "Albus Dumbledore" flashed a hint of joking and chill in his half-moon lenses, and tapped the wand in his hand on the parchment.
Magic spells and patterns emerged.
In this world, magic can be roughly divided into two categories, large-scale (war) magic and regular magic.
What he showed at this time was a relatively common multi-person magic, usually used to protect some important places in the magic world. However, Dumbledore changed the internal and external direction of the protective power - hitting
To use a more vivid metaphor, it is roughly the difference between Thorn Armor and Iron Maiden.
"No matter how powerful it is, a beast is still a beast. It may be able to survive destructive magic traps with its body, but it will never be able to lift the magic restrictions in space. In addition, we can place an additional warning magic on the periphery,
Weekly maintenance and inspections...what do you think?"
"I don't think there's any problem, it's perfect."
Cornelius Fudge exchanged glances with the other wizards around him, and nodded in agreement.
Perhaps it was because when it came to Hogwarts school, he always felt that Albus Dumbledore today was particularly capable and at ease, whether it was how he treated people at the dinner table or his meticulous logic in controlling the overall situation in the office.
Although before this, every time Fudge talked with Dumbledore, the old wizard always took the initiative in the topic, but at that time he was more like a proud academic professor, not like he is now...
A seasoned politician?
Cornelius Fudge frowned slightly and carefully looked at Dumbledore in front of him.
He still has the same warm expression as always, and that intimidating feeling that makes people subconsciously awe-inspiring. Whether it is his words, conversation, or actions, he is indeed the real Albus Dumbledore.
"How could anyone in this world dare to impersonate Albus Dumbledore? Besides, this is Hogwarts... Connelly, what are you thinking about? Isn't this kind of smooth communication what you expect?
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Cornelius Fudge thought to himself, shook his head with a dumb smile, and dismissed the absurd thoughts that had just appeared in his mind. With a relaxed look on his face, he looked at Dumbledore with a smile.
"Professor Dumbledore, just follow your plan. Regarding spells and restrictions, the Ministry of Magic will cooperate as much as possible. As for the Rubeus Hagrid thing you mentioned at the beginning, just confirm
With the relevant information about the Chamber of Secrets, I think the Wizengamot Court will soon revoke the ruling against him that year."
"Very well, let's take a break before starting the next agenda."
Dumbledore nodded happily and snapped his fingers.
The next moment, plates of rich and exquisite desserts appeared in front of everyone in the Ministry of Magic.
Caramel brûlée, eclairs, chocolate mousse, tiramisu, strawberry panna cotta, cream sponge cake, scones, Eton Mac (a fruit ice cream), sponge pudding topped with maple syrup, apple pie
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It has to be said that in order to give the visiting officials from the Ministry of Magic a better experience and to stay in the principal's office for a longer period of time, Elena put a lot of thought into this time and launched at least seven of them in one go.
Eight types of desserts not previously available in Hogwarts kitchens.
And the result shown in the end is beyond doubt. Facing Ling Ling Zong Zong's at least a dozen classic European desserts with attractive aromas and colors, the wizards who had just finished breakfast less than an hour ago swallowed them in unison.
Swallow.
You know, hunger is a survival instinct, which only makes people try to find food as quickly as possible to obtain energy.
However, greed is a spiritual, or deep-seated desire in the soul. The more mature the soul, the easier it is to succumb to this advanced desire - even if the body is already full, it will still want more.
So much hunger.
"Oh, Professor Dumbledore, you are so kind."
Cornelius Fudge picked up a piece of cream sponge cake, a smile on his chubby cheeks.
Obviously, it's not just Hogwarts that has changed, Dumbledore's attitude towards the Ministry of Magic is also changing.
Although he was a little surprised, Cornelius Fudge was quite happy to see this change in Dumbledore. Compared with the distance that people looked up to in the past, Albus Dumbledore today is obviously
It has some human touch.
At least this time, the "snacks" Dumbledore used to entertain them were no longer the piles of cockroaches and mints like last time.
"Don't be too formal. After all, we are all here for the students and the magical world."
Dumbledore's blue eyes sparkled, he picked up a cup of strawberry custard and said with a smile.
"Everyone, hurry up and try it. This batch of snacks is specially made by the Hogwarts kitchen to entertain you. Even if you can't eat it for the time being, don't feel sorry - the kitchen will still be there when you leave school.
I will cook an extra batch based on your final list..."
"To be honest, I suddenly felt a little envious of Syd. Well, you must know Cedric Diggory, Dumbledore."
Amos Diggory picked up a piece of apple pie, took a bite carefully, and watched the sticky and sweet jam flow out of the golden and crispy shell, his tone full of emotion.
"When we were in school, we didn't have such delicious desserts. These children are so happy now."
"Yes, I even want to apply to go back to Hogwarts to teach..."
"Compared to this, Professor Dumbledore, can I let my house elf come to Hogwarts for further education? Otherwise, I suspect that after I return home, it may be difficult for me to get used to the original food."
"Of course there is no problem, but regarding the Hogwarts kitchen, some details may need to be discussed again."
As the aroma of food filled the principal's office, coupled with the already particularly pleasant atmosphere of chatting, this spacious and bright square room was filled with happy air.
However……
Compared to the relaxed atmosphere in the principal's office upstairs where both the host and the guest were comfortable, the discussion taking place on the other side of the castle once again fell into an awkward deadlock.
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