The Day of the Duel at Hogwarts.

Chapter 445 Dumbledore's Choice (Seeking Subscription, Monthly Pass)

Dumbledore looked at the Ministry of Magic officials and Aurors who were mainly pure-bloods around him, and then glanced at Umri, who was holding Fudge's body, with a sad face, but unspeakable ambition and excitement in his eyes Strange, finally looking at the annoyed and angry Sirius, and Harry who was unexpectedly calm, Dumbledore let out a soft breath.

"It's a really regrettable situation."

Looking at Dumbledore without any explanation, Borrell and Bartholomew felt a bad premonition inexplicably, as if a fire dragon in a cage that they had been provoking constantly was about to break through the cage At that time, they who provoked the fire dragon, could they really escape the fiery anger of the fire dragon?
Dumbledore looked at the people around him, and he knew very well that if things went as normal, either he would give up on Harry and continue chasing Voldemort, or he must give up chasing Voldemort and keep Harry. There are only two choices in this situation, but Dumbledore didn't want to give up Harry, and he didn't want Voldemort to get away with it, so he chose the obtuse angle...

Third option!

Noble status!
A position of admiration!
Are these important to Dumbledore?
it is not important!

Even, as long as Voldemort's problem can be solved once and for all, Dumbledore doesn't care even if he sacrifices his life and reputation, so is there anything else that can restrain him?
of course not.

Looking down at Harry, Dumbledore asked, "Harry, are you interested in taking a break from school?"

Hearing this, Harry was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to understand something, nodded immediately, and said, "Of course, there is a toad in Hogwarts, I'm already a little bored, and I just plan to take a break from school for a while."

Listening to Harry's words, most people were still a little surprised, but Umbridge knew very well that this tortoise, she was teaching at Hogwarts, and many things could not be hidden from her, and it was precisely because of this , when she heard what the family said, her face immediately became gloomy and ugly.

And Dumbledore looked at Harry with a smile on his face. He nodded and clapped his hands together. The phoenix Fawkes suspended above Dumbledore's head immediately let out a high-pitched cry, and a large number of The flames quickly enveloped Dumbledore, Sirius, and Harry. Under the angry and puzzled eyes of those around them, Dumbledore took Harry and Sirius and left the magic directly with the power of the phoenix Fawkes. department!

Looking at the remaining strands of flames after the three of Dumbledore left, Borrell and Bartholomew looked a little ugly. They thought they could at least use this method to hold back Dumbledore's footsteps, but They didn't expect that Dumbledore would choose to break the situation in this way.

As Dumbledore said, as long as Voldemort appears in the public eye, many things will be reversed. Dumbledore is no longer an old madman with a clear mind, but a wise man with a clear mind. Then such a person Come out and say that Fudge's death is strange, what will happen?
So if they don't want to be backlashed by this incident, they must go all out to help Voldemort take control of the Ministry of Magic from now on, and use this in turn to pursue Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix with all their strength, occupy Hogwarts, and solve everything Potential for Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix's helper!
As for the possible opposition voices in the Ministry of Magic, those who can be suppressed, those who can be suppressed, and those who can be excluded are really the ones that cannot be suppressed or excluded. Then find a way to kill them. Things have come to this point, and it is time to stand in line publicly.

The purists of the Ministry of Magic are undercurrents, showing their claws to plot against the Ministry of Magic. On the other hand, the officials of the Ministry of Magic who are close to Dumbledore are holding a card that was sent to them in various secret ways a day ago. The invitation letter came to a hidden place in Knockturn Alley.

Black hat bar!
Two figures wearing hoods and cloaks, one tall and one short, one tall and one slender, they pushed open the door of the Black Hat Bar and looked at the dark wizards inside who seemed to have not seen them. At this time, the tall and burly man , whispered to the lady beside him: "Amelia, at least half of the people here are on the arrest warrant of the Auror office. It seems that our Mr. Sean Burst is not what we imagined. The one who is innocent and innocent."

"Sometimes, you need to turn a blind eye, so that I can trust you with the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Scrimgeour!"

"I try to do it."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, Marlowe used compound decoction to transform into a --year-old female wizard who still had a charm, walked in front of them, bowed lightly, and showed a rather amazing figure. Jay and Amelia were speechless for a while.

"You two, please come with me."

Under the guidance of Marlowe, Scrimgeour and Amelia came to the deepest part of the Black Hat Bar, went upstairs through the stairs here, and came to a hidden secret room on the second floor.

At this time, they took off the hoods on their heads, looked at Marchban, Ogden, Dodorian and others who were already sitting in the secret room, and nodded to the two of them, and then turned to look at the sitting room. Sean in the center position.

Before he could sit down, Scrimgeour said directly to Sean: "Sean, when the two of us worked together before, you never said how powerful you are in Diagon Alley!"

"Mr. Scrimgeour, everyone has secrets, don't they? In order to express my apology to you, I will take the initiative to help you avoid a certain death future. I wonder if this compensation is sincere?"

"The future?" Scrimgeour's face became serious. He looked at Sean, then at Marcheban and the others. He didn't see the slightest look of doubt or doubt on the faces of Marcheban and the others, so he believed it immediately. Three points, asked: "Do you know a divination master who can predict the future?"

"Mr. Scrimgeour, the master divination is far away, and it is me."

This time Scrimgeour finally showed a look of surprise on his face. He looked at Sean in disbelief, looked up and down, and asked, "You said you are a master of divination? What evidence do you have?"

"How to prove this kind of thing? I don't know about Ms. Amelia's mortal future. Can you prove it?"

Compared to Scrimgeour, Amelia didn't feel the slightest surprise or amazement, nor the slightest panic or anger when she heard her own death. Instead, she sat on the chair very calmly, nodded and said: "If You really predicted the way of my death, then I believe you can predict the future."

(End of this chapter)