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137. Chapter 137 The strange mastermind behind the scenes

 Chapter 137 The strange culprit behind the scenes

A rain extinguished the fire that had been burning for two days and two nights in the Forbidden Forest.

Due to the direction of the wind, a large area of ​​the Acromantula's habitat was burned away, and many nests were burned down.

Charles was walking on the roof of a tower facing the Forbidden Forest and saw a slight red smoke rising from the forest.

Looking at the clouds in the sky, the rain was enough to completely extinguish the fire.

"What are you thinking about?"

An unexpected person appears behind Charles.

Charles turned around and asked with a surprised look: "Professor Quirrell, am I cured?"

At this time, Quirrell looked very haggard, with sunken eye sockets and yellow skin on his face.

Voldemort replied: "He's fine."

He glanced at Charles and asked again: "You are preparing for the exam, why don't you review and waste time there?"

Charles thought to himself that he could not say that he was thinking about what I was planning to do. He looked up at the dark cloudy sky and asked slowly: "What do I think the meaning of life is?"

Voldemort asked him: "What is your goal in life?"

Charles thought for a while and replied: "He wants to make some money casually in the future, marry a beautiful wife, have several children, and when the children can support themselves, he and his wife can travel around and see the world."

Voldemort looked at him quietly for a long time and asked another question: "Don't I have any higher ideals? I can tell him the truth."

Charles was silent for a while and whispered: "Hang them all from the street lamp."

Voldemort showed a smile. Although he didn't know who was asking for help, it would be wrong to have such an idea. Only when you have motivation can you cultivate him.

"The meaning of life depends on whether you can achieve your goals." Voldemort began to get confused. "If a person has no goals, what is the difference between him and an eel looking up at the stars?"

"Now that I have a real goal, let's go and achieve it. If I encounter difficulties, I can come to him."

Charles was silent for a while and then replied: "Thank you."

Then he asked: "How do I see fairies?"

Voldemort did not answer, but said: "Why does he not value the request? The key is not how I see it."

Charles nodded and said, "He doesn't trust goblins."

Voldemort said seriously: "The goblins are either rebelling or preparing for rebellion. The last time the goblins attempted to rebel was a hundred years ago, and the details were erased. He thought that a rebellion was probably not far away."

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Charles nodded slightly.

At that time, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs of the tower, and Harry appeared after a while.

The corners of Voldemort's mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly said: "Slytherin, one of the founders of Hogwarts, has left a private study room in the castle. If I am interested, I can look for it."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without giving Charles and Harry a chance to shut up.

Charles curled his lips and said nothing.

Harry came over and asked him curiously: "What were we talking about just now? What's Slytherin's study?"

Charles shook his head and said, "It's nothing. Professor Quirrell just came out for a walk because he was ill. We talked about the legend of Hogwarts for a while."

Harry nodded in understanding.

Then he said: "Mr. Weasley wrote and said that the Ministry of Magic initially decided to treat the fire as an accident."

Charles nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

The fire in the Forbidden Forest was not a big deal at first, and fires caused by thunder and lightning in previous years were not uncommon either.

But Charles didn't know who he had offended, because he asked Seamus to set fire to stop the Acromantula that morning, so someone thought he should bear the responsibility.

Set fire to the mountain, walk through the prison, and according to the mastermind behind the scenes, he should go to Azkaban to study for a few years.

Judging from the current facts, there are some culprits behind the scenes, but they are not enough to influence the top management, and they were suppressed in just one day.

Charles was very confused, maybe he had not offended anyone except the Malfoy family.

Regardless of the Malfoy family, if they really want to do something for themselves, there is no reason why they should be pushed away so easily.

And now Lucius Malfoy is also showing kindness to him. The pony goes to the garden every three days to help catch insects and weeds.

At that time, footsteps sounded, and it was Malfoy.

Seeing that Harry was there, classmate Pony Ma carefully said to Charles, "Smith, his father just wrote a letter saying that the voices in the Ministry of Magic that were harmful to me have been cleared away."

Charles was a little surprised. That time, even Lan Li got involved. It seemed that it was their fault.

He politely said to Pony: "Please convey your thanks to Mr. Malfoy for him."

Malfoy felt a little uncomfortable and left after a few polite words.

Harry also left after chatting for a while. He didn't dare not review as the exam was approaching.

Charles continued walking on the top of the tower, feeling that the thing was getting better and better the more he thought about it.

Soon after, an owl flew over. The letter it brought was unsigned, so it was circled.

A certain Western reporter was very well-informed and found a clue.

After reading this, Charles frowned even more. Some of the minions who were causing trouble in the Ministry of Magic went to Gringotts before causing trouble, and they were very embarrassed.

But the clues stop here. No one knows where their money came from, who gave it to them, or even whether it is related to that incident.

Charles was very puzzled. Those few people who were fighting on the front line were ordinary employees of the Ministry of Magic. They had nothing in common, they did not interact with each other on a daily basis, and their offices were not even on the same floor. Why did the underworld choose them?

Whether it's a temporary search for someone, or a secretive group, no one knows unless their memories are searched.

But legal search of memories requires approval from many departments, and their reason seems to be that they were filled with indignation because of the burning of the Forbidden Forest, and those big bosses could not sign because of that.

Charles thought about it for a long time and finally decided to ignore it and at worst resign as director of the Centaur Liaison Office.

As for going to Azkaban, I hope Dumbledore and Scrimgeour are not crazy. Even if Fudge is crazy, it will not be possible.

While returning from the east, Charles began to prepare for the exam.

Within two days, the final exam began, and the entire Hogwarts students were more nervous than ever.

Especially Hermione, Charles had to go to the common room every morning to see if she had gone back to her dormitory to sleep.

The exam was not difficult for Charles. Whether he could prepare a magic potion, turn a mouse into a snuff bottle, or make a pineapple tap dance, he could easily complete it.

After completing the History of Magic exam, the first-year students cheered and were finally liberated.

Charles also prepared his camera, ready to take photos while watching the excitement.

(End of chapter)


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