The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(Forget it, let’s fill in the text honestly and don’t engage in showy operations)

Harry and Cyrus followed Hagrid across the corridor and up the stairs.

Harry kept his head bowed and buried, not wanting to hear the whispers around him, even though Cyrus had made the club much quieter.

But he can't control other people's.

"Stupid Potter! Huh? Isn't this the little follower next to the professor?" Peeves suddenly emerged from the helmet next to the wall, and his funny voice couldn't make them laugh.

Little follower?What kind of nickname is this?Cyrus wondered if he had only met Peeves a few times?

"Go, go!" Hagrid waved his generous palms, driving Peeves into other rooms.

"Hagrid, what's the matter? Did Professor Dumbledore discover the Chamber of Secrets?"

When turning a corner, Cyrus nodded to Filch, who was huddled in the corner. The other party looked at Harry resentfully, and then shook his palm slightly in embarrassment.

It seems that Filch is not completely unreasonable, and Cyrus is one of the few people who treats him with the eyes of ordinary people.

"Several roosters in my chicken coop have been killed recently." Hagrid mentioned this in a very angry voice and was very unhappy.

"If it's a vampire, I'd like to get some silver-tipped crossbows. The headmaster said that this matter might be related to the secret room, so he asked me to call you...lemon ice cream!"

When they came to the office, Principal Dumbledore had already prepared chairs and snacks. Of course, a pile of cockroaches was essential.

Harry looked around with particular interest, looking at the spacious and ornate circular room, and saw the Sorting Hat on the shelf, which was still so crumpled.

"You are here~" Dumbledore played with a silverware, making it emit a small puff of smoke, which smelled a little fragrant, "Unfortunately, you missed Fox's Nirvana"

"Ah!" squealed the crumpled little bird, crouching in the ashes of the fire, at them.

"Harry, don't be nervous, I just want to see..." Dumbledore looked at him, crossing his fingers together, "It seems that you are not immersed in those rumors"

"No...Of course not, Cyrus and Ron trust me very much," Harry said with certainty.

"Well..." Dumbledore nodded and glanced at Cyrus.

The light blue eyes of the two of them collided, one with penetrating power, and the other with clear and calm, like a wide sky.

"Looks like Harry is lucky to have your group of friends"

"No, Professor" Cyrus chuckled, "Harry also helped us a lot...this is also our luck"

"Yes yes" Dumbledore was satisfied, "rumours can sometimes change a person...Little Cyrus, Harry, but I have nothing to worry about now"

Dumbledore didn't see the confusion in Harry's eyes, which was pleasant enough for him.

"Professor Dumbledore, what about my chicken coop?" Hagrid carefully sat on the chair, and both Cyrus and Harry were worried that the chair would collapse in a second.

"By the way, I was about to talk about it... Well, don't you want some cockroaches? This is my favorite with Cyrus." Dumbledore said, moving the snack bowl between the two of them .

"Let me think about it, because of the recent efforts of Cyrus and the professors, the Chamber of Secrets has not happened for the time being, so Hufflepuff adds [-] points"

Harry looked at the young man beside him in shock. He had been caught by a stone statue while traveling at night before.

It was Cyrus!Harry remembered, and he planned to ask the other party later if there was any spell that could bypass the parading stone statue.

"But~" Dumbledore continued, "Hagrid's chicken coop was destroyed after that, and almost all the roosters died"

"So it's a vampire! Professor?" Hagrid grabbed his moleskin coat vigorously.

Dumbledore glanced at him speechlessly, vampire?Not to mention whether you can get out of the Forbidden Forest, what are people doing for that bit of chicken blood?

"Obviously not, Hagrid." Cyrus explained, "It's all too coincidental. It's very likely that the creatures in the Chamber of Secrets ran out of the castle to prey on them."

Dumbledore stared at the chocolate cockroaches crawling and wriggling in the bowl, thinking about something, as if worried that a real cockroach might be mixed in.

"It's not...it's not predation, I'm more inclined to vent." The professor was silent for a while before speaking slowly.

"Since it is said that the incident in the Chamber of Secrets is true?!" Hagrid suddenly yelled anxiously, "I knew it! I was wronged!"

Harry, who was obediently eating the chocolate frog, raised his face suspiciously.

? ? (?w?`)? ?

Did he miss a lot?Hagrid had something to do with this too?Forget it...I'll ask Hagrid later when I'm out.

"Be quiet, Hagrid!" Dumbledore raised his voice, "We always thought you were innocent...Recently, because of this, the Ministry of Magic has started to pay attention again"

"Isn't that good?" Harry's impression of the Ministry of Magic was still "the government of the magic world" for the time being.

"Not good!" Hagrid was very restless, and he muttered to himself in a decadent voice, "It was because of the Ministry of Magic that I dropped out of Hogwarts, without any evidence..."

Hagrid cried sadly: "It's because they are dissatisfied with me and think I'm a half-blood giant...Acromanta is so small, it's impossible to hurt students"

The corners of Cyrus and Harry's mouths twitched when they heard this.

"So that's why I'm looking for you," Dumbledore said to Cyrus, "I'll be away from school for a while after Christmas to go to the Wizengamot"

The Wizengamot is an organization of the wizarding world that is independent from the Ministry of Magic, a combination of courts and parliaments, although it is not as powerful as the Ministry of Magic.

And Albus Dumbledore is the highest officer of the Wizengamot.

"Little Cyrus, I need you and Minerva to guard Hogwarts together." Dumbledore blinked playfully, "Didn't Minerva entrust you with one of her unique skills?"

Dumbledore wandered around the castle like a normal person all day long, and naturally discovered the updated guardian stone statue.

In the words of Professor McGonagall:

Just like his name "Dumbledore (Dumbledore)", like an old bee, humming words in his mouth, and flying around.

(Dumbledore means "Bumblebee" in Old English)

"Professor...isn't it appropriate to entrust this kind of thing to a student?" Cyrus coughed heavily.

"Don't worry, Minerva has already agreed!"

This is a lie~

In fact, Dumbledore didn't tell Professor McGonagall about it at all, but it doesn't matter, what he is best at is deceiving both ends.

"Professor, is the Ministry of Magic going to take me away again?" Hagrid shrugged. "If I were replaced, wouldn't Smaug be exposed? What if it gave someone to..."

"Hagrid~" Dumbledore's tone was a bit sad, "As long as I'm here, no one will take you away!"

"This time the Ministry of Magic just wants to send people to be stationed in Hogwarts..."

The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge wanted to take this opportunity to send some cronies to station at Hogwarts, calling it "Protecting the Students"

Dumbledore thought of Fudge's shy old face, and regretted that he had supported him on stage back then.

Ever since he became obsessed with the feeling of being Minister of Magic and everything this position brought him, he began to lean towards the so-called respected families - pure blood.

"Is it those families?" Cyrus clearly remembered that in Binns' teaching, he mentioned Fudge's later support objects.

"Cough~" Dumbledore glanced at Harry, who was still in a daze, and said nothing, neither objecting nor agreeing.

Hey~

Dumbledore sighed inwardly, it's over, Cyrus has already been snatched by Minerva, and he was satirized by Minerva when he mentioned a few words by chance before.

If it wasn't for Professor Sprout's comparison of Buddhism, she thought that no matter who Cyrus chose in the end, he would always be a Hufflepuff student in her heart.

Pomona may be even more difficult to pass.

The master herbalist who has monopolized Hogwarts is no joke, and Severus dared not offend him.

Dumbledore wanted to beat Harry, but he didn't know where to start. He remembered the student who had a close relationship with Cyrus: Hermione Granger.

Hmm~ Miss Granger is not bad, except that she is too similar to an old friend of his, but... Felius' level is not easy.

"Professor! Do I have anything to do with Salazar Slytherin?" Harry remembered what Ron had said.

He believes that hearing voices that others cannot hear is not a good sign.

"No." Dumbledore threw a cockroach into his mouth angrily. Only chocolate can make him happy. "You have nothing to do with Slytherin, except blood."

"But don't you think blood is not important?"

"Yes." Harry glanced at the Sorting Hat. He thought the Sorting Hat was just being stupid.

"Okay, okay...You guys go back to rest...Cyrus, do you want to take some cockroaches and pile them back? I have a toothache recently"

According to his way of eating, it's no wonder his teeth don't hurt!

"No, Hermione...she doesn't like me eating these in front of her..." Cyrus blushed a little, and hurriedly followed Hagrid and Harry out of the office.

Dumbledore could only cover the bowl, walked to the fire, and looked at the old buddy who had just died - Fox.

After the people left, the spacious circular office became deserted again, and Dumbledore awkwardly put on the wool socks sent by Cyrus and Harry last year.

"Haven't worn it in a long time...but it's still so comfortable, isn't it?"