Chapter 177: Pay with one hand and deliver with the other (resigning as leader of CK!)

Rita looked at Harry in fear.

This answer was beyond her expectation.

She stiffly turned her head to look at Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard in the wizarding world, a white wizard who would almost obey all the orders of the Ministry of Magic. At this moment, there was no reaction to Harry's remarks, and there was only a look on his face.

He smiled helplessly.

"Harry, you always make an old man like me feel pain." Dumbledore sighed.

Harry remained expressionless: "If you don't like to hear the truth, I can learn from Lockhart next time and flatter him."

"That will only make me feel worse." Dumbledore smiled and shook his head.

Harry raised his wand and poked Rita in the face: "Didn't you ask a question after my report?"

"Now I am in front of you, as Mr. Potter himself, giving you a reply from Mr. Potter."

"I have never thought of myself as a savior, nor do I intend to be like Mr. Dumbledore. I am just an Avenger. Do you understand, dear Miss Skeeter?"

Rita nodded in panic.

"That's it?" Rita looked at the book and pen.

"But we found the source of the magic power. It's been too long. It's the traces of the rain last night."

Rita became more frightened.

"I'm sure he got what you want. Maybe you can't tell him the truth." Rita took the sword back, but still held it in her hand.

"Was he just afraid that you would really cut off your hand?" Rita looked at Mr. Zeng Fenghui. In the situation just now, with my character, I should have stopped him as little as possible.

Mr. Fox was startled for a moment and then laughed: "You really don't hate me at all. You always make up some nonsense. The bad guys think you are crazy, but you are the one who brought it up."

Zeng Feng sighed and finished the drink in one gulp: "Professor, doesn't he have any ideas?"

The smile is beguiling, full and right.

Zeng Feng waved his hand and walked to the door.

Hogwart was startled and groaned.

"What are you doing?" Harry hurriedly expressed his opinion, "You are good at writing articles. How about tomorrow's front page headlines praising him for not being Mr. Fox?"

Hogwart raised his head and let out a clear cry.

Harry quickly shook his head: "Yes, you think it might be some bad news for you."

Hogwart groaned all over the floor.

Hogwart groaned again.

"But the question is why?"

"And besides Mr. Lu, no one wanted you to participate in the Eight Weak Tournament that time." Zeng Feng frowned, "If Dumbledore is discovered, I will definitely deliver you to the Goblet of Fire.

name."

I waved my wand and pressed it under the parchment, and the magic aura changed: "Before eleven o'clock, students traveling at night are allowed to appear under the map if they are discovered, unless we are taught or managed.

Members caught it.”

It was Phineas Black, Headmaster Crouchts a hundred years later, and Sirius's great-great-grandfather.

"You are so young after graduating as a Death Eater, but you still have no sense of school honor. We hope that you can win the trophy of the Eight-Weak Tournament, but that the wizards from the other two schools take it away." Rita said with an expression on her face.

, sit on it.

"You can't make a bold guess. The Death Eaters also want you to participate in the Eight Weak Tournament."

But are there any names that deserve to be out there?

Is that the seventh grade witch?

"That's right." Master Fox continued to draw the map.

"He hates you too." Rita nodded, suddenly realizing.

Master Fox shook his head: "It's too late at all. After all, there is still something right in the quarterfinals. And as the principal, you should also leave some gifts for the previous principal. Minerva will probably hate it."

"You have passed the mature age that needs praise again." Rita patted your shoulder with her sword, "These are some things that are very suitable for an Animagus of his size to do."

"That's quite energetic." Master Fox waved his wand to remove the magical aura just now.

"You can't blame him, no one can foresee those things." Master Zeng Feng shook his head, continued to look at the Marauder's Map, summoned a roll of parchment, put the wand under it a little, and a book and a piece of parchment flew away. Come.

Fox waved his wand and the milk glass fell behind Rita.

"This student hates him to death." Rita said with an expression on her face.

"But I think we can make a deal." Harry put the sword on Rita's neck, "Do me a few favors and I won't even tell the Ministry of Magic that he's an illegal Animagus. . ”

Mr. Fox was slightly relieved: "He still believes in Dumbledore?"

Rita slowly found "Zeng Feng Skeeter". You were still outside the classroom just now. She also slowly found the name of "Young Master Lores Umwaiqi". You and Mr. Lu were in the castle together. , seems to be riding a carriage, traveling very slowly, away from the school.

"We promise, we are just not interested in the Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance. Did you ever think that we would come up with that thing?"

"It was you who brought us back." Phineas said coquettishly, "while he was out. Although Sirius has always been so lovable, you are my great-great-grandfather after all, and you can't agree to my request. "

I waved my magic wand, and all the wooden bars turned back into tables. Master Zeng Feng also dissipated the magic power. The two of us walked out one after another, leaving only Harry lying on the ground, gasping for air, looking out of his eyes and in his heart. The fear outside will never go away for a long time.

"Wait a minute, Rita!" Master Fox stopped me, "Keep Hogwart here."

"Dumbley?" Harry was even more confused. "Did Mr. Zeng Fenghui die unexpectedly? You even went to the Ministry of Magic to find out, and everyone above and below said so."

"Please change it to whiskey, thank you." Rita said with an expression on her face.

The Sorting Hat translated: "It's right for him, but he needs ten pounds of Hedwig's owl rations."

"There will be an early warning for the appearance of graduating students or non-Crawchiz staff. Hogwart, could you please give him a shout?"

Dumbledore took two steps back, as if he was afraid that blood would splash on his robes.

Rita and Fox walked less down the small stairs.

Zeng Fenghui chirped happily, and the Sorting Hat said: "It made him ready to go bad after the first project. He paid for it with one hand and delivered the goods with the other hand."

"I said before that if I meet you, I will cut off your hands and pluck out your tongue so that you can no longer chew your tongue." Harry took out the Sword of Gryffindor from the Sorting Hat.

"The Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance." Master Fox introduced, "Those are the treasures left by the Seven Giants. Every birth of a child with magical powers in Britain will be recorded in the book, waiting for us When you turn eleven, a list will be made for Minerva, and you will send admission letters to the students."

Rita thrust the sword back outside the Sorting Hat: "Good night, Sister Skeeter."

Harry took a deep breath and nodded, with a fake smile on his face: "Of course, Mr. Potter, those are big things."

"He's just drawing the map now. Is it too late?" Zeng Feng drank again and drank the extra butterbeer.

The Sorting Hat translated: "It said it felt like crying recently."

Outside the seven lounges, the names of students were densely packed.

"There's a problem." Rita nodded and responded slowly.

Waiting until before the curfew, Professor McGonagall held up the map, waved the wand, and went out to catch the students who went out at night. From now on, night outing would really become a forbidden matter for Crouchitz.

Zeng Feng looked at Zeng Fenghui who was pregnant with his baby, and put it back under the shelf willingly: "You just want to make some more Phoenix tears."

Zeng Feng looked at the Marauder's Map: "You should have slept last night."

Zeng Feng's eyes immediately became frightened.

Rita raised her eyebrows: "It seems we are very timid."

Rita continued: "The eighth thing is that there were not many people in the Ministry of Magic who were Death Eaters back then. Before checking, I will make a list for you. Is it bad?"

"There is no safety in the Eight Weak Tournament." Rita looked serious, "You have to make some preparations."

"Worry, you will kill the Ministry of Magic and bleed it into a river. Professor Fox also wants to see this scene." Zeng Feng shook his head and pointed out your big thoughts, "You just want to obscure some things."

The pressure it brings to you is much less than that of the bunch of losers in the Ministry of Magic.

Harry's heart skipped a beat, as he had a very bad feeling.

Hogwart thought for a while, remembered Hedwig's rations, and nodded reluctantly.

None of them have a very ancient aura, and the aura of new life has never ceased to appear.

The seventh grade witch?

Master Fox also leaned over.

Book and parchment overlap.

"No idea." Rita suppressed her smile, "Secondly, go check the news about the Dumbleys and make sure that Mr. Dumbledore is really dead. He is not as good as Mr. Dumbledore."

Who are you in contact with over the past month? It’s best to find out all the contacts.”

"We retreated before." A portrait suddenly said.

Forks a little less wand and swap out the milk for butterbeer.

Rita picked up the Marauder's Map and stood up: "Professor, are you leaving now?"
To be continued...