aircannonsinc Chapter 200 The old bee is not happy at all tonight
Chapter 200 The old bee is not happy at all tonight
"You seem to know something?" Dumbledore looked at the black cat suspiciously, turned him on the table, and faced himself, "Macon, tell me what you know."
"Mr. Principal, Crouch is dead. Someone will definitely take his place to participate in the last project. That person should be Fudge. Remember what I told you before?" The black cat licked its front paws and rubbed He closed his eyes, and the long stare just now made him a little uncomfortable, "Keep an eye on Fudge, if the other party has any abnormalities, immediately use Fiendfire to destroy him! You are the best at this, aren't you?"
"We should be wary of Voldemort and his Death Eaters! Not a questionable Minister of Magic!" Dumbledore's voice was extremely cold, and if his expression was described by Rita Skeeter, it would be that of a stiff old man. madman!
"Then what do you think of my strength?" The black cat squatted down leisurely, looking at Dumbledore, "Divided according to the strength of wizards."
"Top, even invincible!" He sighed, the black cat's strength could not be clearly divided, "Macon, this division is completely meaningless, you are not even human."
"I can only tell you that with my strength, in our circle, facing that kind of high-level existence is not even as good as an ant," the black cat said, looking at Dumbledore jokingly, " Their unconscious breath can destroy countless galaxies and universes."
"He? Who are they?" Dumbledore's face was livid. I'm talking to you about the wizarding world. Why don't you play your cards according to the routine?The gods have come out?
"They are indescribable, incomprehensible, and indescribable. The unknown appearance indirectly proves their existence," the black cat lay on the table, stretching its limbs, trying to make itself look flat enough, "Now Fudge, even I can't even tell the difference, the other party is very good at hiding, he is what we need to be vigilant about, I don't want to fall asleep one day, and then I will never be able to open my eyes again."
Dumbledore started pacing again. It's not that he didn't know about gods, whether it was the Three Hallows or the arm of death that Macon attracted, but the gods he understood were not as clear as Macon said. Exaggeration, and he said that in their circle, is that an unknown god?
"You mean, the current Fudge is related to them?" Dumbledore stopped and said to Macon solemnly.
"What I want to tell you is that the current Fudge has something to do with the ominousness you are talking about. Compared with Voldemort, he is much more dangerous." The black cat glared at Dumbledore angrily, "As for them ? That's not something we're going to think about."
"I'll keep an eye on Fudge, but Harry, you have to watch it for me!" Dumbledore sighed, indeed, as Macon said, if there is such an existence, doing anything is useless.
"I still have the job of the Reticent Man, whoever you choose, Headmaster, Voldemort, I'm sure! Even if they come!" The black cat's look of needing to be beaten made the veins on Dumbledore's head twitch. Jump.
"As for Harry? If you don't have work that day..." the black cat said this, and looked at the door of the principal's office. "Oh, he's already here."
Dumbledore turned his head to look at the door of the office, waved his hand casually, and when the door opened, it was Harry standing outside the door.
"Harry? How did you come here?" Dumbledore looked at the embarrassed Harry at the door in surprise.
"Sorry, I just tried those passwords, but I didn't expect it to be a pile of cockroaches..." Harry was at a loss.
"It's okay, kid, it seems that it's no secret that I like sweets in school," Dumbledore smiled and looked at Harry, his eyes seemed to be able to see everything, "You have something on your mind? Let me guess Guess, about the Ministry of Magic?"
"Professor, you, how do you know?" Harry said blankly.
"It seems that there is not only the Ministry of Magic, but also the Triwizard competition? Are you worried that your strength is too strong for the other three warriors, is it unfair?"
Harry looked at Dumbledore in shock, the secrets in his heart were like peeled eggs in front of him, without any cover.
The black cat just sneered at this, took out the flannel cushion, lay down on it, placed the dried fish on the table, and watched Dumbledore continue to perform.
"There are indeed many problems in the Ministry of Magic, but the problems are always caused by people," Dumbledore winked at him, "Only when honest people go there, can it become upright and play its due role." role."
"Should I choose to change it instead of avoiding it?" Harry understood what Dumbledore meant, and he said it very plainly.
"Yes, kid. As for the Triwizard Tournament, a little change has been made to the maze. Whoever is stronger will not be able to pass, so enjoy the game with peace of mind."
Dumbledore looked at Harry and nodded, showing no intention of leaving. Could there be any doubts in his heart?
Harry continued to look at Dumbledore, Professor, you continued to say, I have another question!
"Pfft!~ Haha!" The black cat on the desk watched the two of them look at each other for a long time, and finally couldn't help laughing.
"Cough! Harry, it seems that you still have a lot of questions. Do you mind explaining to me in detail?" Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to sit down and talk, "Would you like some black tea? Or a glass of juice?"
"Professor, thank you, I'm not thirsty, and I have a small question about Mr. Crouch..." Harry hesitated to express his doubts.
"Harry, his death was just..."
"Professor, it wasn't an accident. Don't forget Sirius. He told me that he was watching him!"
The black cat turned over comfortably, and clapped Harry with its two front paws, yes, it slapped the old bee's face so loudly.
"Mr. Principal, I think Harry should know something. You are not the only one who is worried about Harry." The black cat's mocking tone made Dumbledore shake his head.
"Come on, boy, you can take a look at this," Dumbledore came to the middle of a row of bookshelves, where there was a cupboard, and after it was opened, a stone basin shining with silver moved out, "Harry, Come here."
Harry looked at Dumbledore and then at the black cat, and walked towards the stone basin, where the silver substance was still moving, he didn't know if it was liquid or solid, Harry had never seen such a thing before.
"This is called a Pensieve. I always put some unused memories in it. It can store memories." Dumbledore picked up a ray of silver light with his wand, and stuffed it into Harry's temple.
Harry felt as if he had fallen into a black vortex, and the sudden sense of weightlessness made him panic, the surroundings were pitch black, but the next second, he sat firmly on a chair again.
At first glance, there were people all around. They sat in rows of chairs, forming a circle, with a cage in the middle. The man inside surprised him. He turned out to be the headmaster of Durmstrang——Igor Karkaroff!
This scene is somewhat familiar to him. He has seen it on TV. This is a trial court. Everyone's eyes are focused on Karkaroff, and no one has noticed his existence. Is this the scene in Dumbledore's memory?
"Mr. Principal, what you showed Harry was the scene where Crouch tried his son in the Wizengamot Trial Court?" The black cat picked up a small dried fish with its nails and threw it into its mouth. Chewing, "Are you still worried about little Barty?"
"Do you know where he is?" Dumbledore suddenly turned his head to look at the black cat, "Tell me, Macon!"
"Dear Mr. Principal, we have a proverb in the East that is black under the high lamp table lamp." The black cat was more and more happy when he saw the changing expression on Dumbledore's face. prophecy!"
"Impossible!" Dumbledore suddenly remembered the joke Hermione said when Crouch died. The murderer was always the first to rush in. How could it be Moody?How could it be him!
"Nothing is impossible, the most dangerous place is always the safest." The black cat put away the cushion, bent down and let out a lazy body, "Just know who it is, and it will let you sleep well, but don't startle the snake , I will rely on him to find Voldemort."