The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

"Professor Dumbledore...you know, I don't..." Hagrid seemed to lose all strength, and in front of Fudge, he begged, "I really don't"

"I'm sorry, but this time the victim is Hermione Granger, award nominee for the Royal Society of Muggles"

Fudge's voice was as crisp as a machete on a guillotine.

"Connelly, I trust Hagrid." Dumbledore frowned and said, "Even if you capture Hagrid, it won't help..."

"Then what should we do? Capture the famous Harry Potter?" Fudge was very unnatural when facing Dumbledore, "Albus, Hagrid has a criminal record..."

"There have been so many letters of complaint that we have had to take certain measures and I have contacted the board of trustees"

Fudge's words have already put the matter on the bright side, and he almost didn't tell Dumbledore directly:

This is the unified decision of the Ministry of Magic and the School Council, even you!Albus Dumbledore!No right to intervene! !

At this time, Professor Dumbledore looked at Fudge calmly, and his blue eyes, like Cyrus's, shone with anger that Harry and others had never seen before.

But Fudge took off his top hat and played with it in his hands, trying to divert the tension in his heart.

"Albus, you should think about it from my point of view. I am under a lot of pressure. Last time it was the Weasleys who broke into trouble, and this time it was the attack on the Chamber of Secrets... Besides, if it wasn't for Hagrid , we will investigate and release it.”

"Think about it! What if her family finds out about this? What if the Muggle government finds out and waits for an opportunity to attack?"

Fudge glanced at Ron, the Weasley kid who had gotten him into trouble once.

"How long will it take to investigate...one year? Two years?" Cyrus suddenly spoke at this moment.

If the Ministry of Magic arrests Hagrid and puts it under control, and drags on by investigating the murderer, wouldn't it be possible to drag it on forever?This is a typical excuse.

"Mr. Cyrus, I can understand how you feel...but this kind of thing takes time..."

Just as Fudge was patiently explaining to another Muggle literature laureate, there was another knock on the door.

Harry let out a clearly audible gasp at this moment. It was the man he met in Knockturn Alley before school started, Malfoy's father.

Mr. Lucius Malfoy strode in with a silver-white snake-headed cane, looked around the interior of Hagrid's hut, and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

He was tightly wrapped in a black robe, with a cold but contented smile on his face, which made Fang Ya couldn't stand it anymore, and barked at him.

"It seems that everyone is here... Let me see~ the famous savior and two little followers, and... a new young genius?"

Lucius looked around the room with a faint sneer on his face, it was the first time Harry hated his title so much, it was disgusting coming out of Malfoy's mouth.

"I really didn't expect that so many people could be squeezed into this kind of...um~ in your point of view it's called a house?"

"Get out! Then get out of here!" Hagrid yelled angrily, "Get out of here!"

"What the hell are you playing, Lucius Malfoy?" Dumbledore shifted his gaze to the man, which made Fudge heave a sigh of relief.

But Lucius didn't pay attention to him, just moved a few steps slowly and casually, turned his head to glance at Harry, and finally moved to Cyrus' face.

"I've heard about you...you and Miss Granger have a great reputation in the Muggle world~haha"

"Oh? I thought you wouldn't pay attention to the world of ordinary people. It seems that you still value your status as aristocrats in England? It's a pity for Queen Elizabeth."

The corners of Cyrus' lips curled up slightly, and he responded politely.

"It seems that you know a lot? Not bad...very good, but if you are smart, you won't want to talk about it... After all, no one can guarantee whether there will be another target of attack"

Lucius faced him face to face, and the smiles of the two slowly subsided again, which lowered the atmosphere in the room to freezing point.

Fudge produced a handkerchief out of nowhere and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Father asked me to say hello to you (Russian)"

This made Lucius stunned for a moment, he didn't realize what the other party said, but seeing Cyrus' bright smile again, he subconsciously wanted to be sarcastic.

Dumbledore on the side twitched his beard, turned around and walked in front of Lucius.

"If you have nothing to do, please?" He gestured towards the door.

"Hmph...the school board decided to let you go, of course, it's only a temporary suspension order." Malfoy lazily took out a roll of parchment, but was violently pulled away by Fudge.

He said calmly: "Here are the signatures of the twelve school managers...Dumbledore, you almost exposed the wizarding world to the sight of Muggles. Obviously, you have not displayed your talents. The school is a terrible loss"

"No, no, wait...wait a minute, this is not something to discuss...we absolutely don't want to..."

Fudge panicked. He never thought of dismissing Dumbledore, even temporarily. If Dumbledore was not around, the attack on the Chamber of Secrets might be aggravated.

But no one in the room paid him any attention, and Fudge was sweating under his nose. If Dumbledore couldn't stop it, who else?

"Nonsense, how would the outside world know? Mr. Fudge, maybe someone has informed the British government."

Cyrus' reminder made Fudge stunned for a moment, yes!How could the entire wizarding world be exposed because of one student? ?

Malfoy was not the only one who was concerned, Cyrus also knew about the political turmoil in Britain in recent years, and John Major and the bureaucratic groups under him were fighting in various battles.

Among them, John Major of the Conservative Party had a dispute with the established nobles of the Queen's faction, mostly over the royal wealth.

It's just that not many people in the wizarding world know the fortune of the Malfoy family, so there is no way to associate the Muggle world with the wizarding world.

"Who knows? Maybe it's Weasley who likes to get into trouble? Anyway, all 12 voted."

Lucius stared at Cyrus, with a smirk on his face, and honest Hagrid suddenly rushed in front of him, staring at him, yelling curses under his throat.

"How many...Malfoy, huh... have you...intimidated, threatened...Malfoy?" He poked his heart with his long, thick fingers.

But Lucius just backed away slowly, Dumbledore and Cyrus staring into his deathly cold gray eyes with intent blue eyes.

Dumbledore sighed inwardly.

Not everyone will be threatened. After the death of Nick Flamel, many families cannot receive benefits from Dumbledore.

In other words, it is: Dumbledore's face is not good anymore.

Just when Cyrus was about to say something, Dumbledore put his hands on his shoulders, pinched his shoulder blades with his fingers, and said clearly:

"I... can leave, but I can tell you clearly that I will only truly leave the school when Hogwarts betrays me. You can find that anyone who asks for help will get help"

Suddenly he added: "Am I right? Harry, Cyrus?"

"No problem, professor/principal" the two replied in unison.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a touching scene." Lucius bowed gracefully, "I just hope that your successor can completely stop this incident... the murder"

Afterwards, he turned around and left directly, opened the door, and left behind Dumbledore. Before leaving, he said without looking back: "Mr. Cyrus, I'm so sorry~~"

Hagrid took a deep breath, and said to Harry, Ron and the others: "Remember to help me feed Fangya, remember to play with Stitch...Okay! Let's go!!"

He put on the moleskin coat, tightened the collar, and with a wave of his arm, he shook off Fudge's hand pulling his sleeve, and followed Dumbledore's footsteps with his head down.

"What should we do now? If Dumbledore is not here, the secret room that has just been silent will definitely pop up again."

"See you on the weekend, I'll wait for you at Hagrid." Cyrus rubbed his eyebrows, which made him feel a little more relaxed, "Harry, don't worry, you can come to the club to find me if you're upset."

After speaking, he walked out of the gate, blended into the night, and left alone in Dumbledore's footsteps.

Harry stood behind with his teeth in his arms, and the three of them watched him leave.