DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Professor Dumbledore, you can't let them take Hagrid away like this!" Harry straightened his crooked glasses, and finally squeezed out of the crowd and said angrily.

"Sorry, kid~... Although it may make you feel a little wrong to do this, it is necessary! We have no choice!

Hagrid's record was against him, having been involved with him when the Chamber of Secrets was first opened fifty years ago! "

Umbridge put on an affectation, walked up to Harry on high heels, knelt down and smoothed his messy black hair, and comforted him softly.

"Come on, Harry~. I'm sure Professor Dumbledore will prove my innocence...

Can you feed my teeth while I'm away?

Of course, if you want to find something, you can follow those cuties that Ron doesn't like, Aragog will tell you a lot~..."

Dumbledore couldn't keep him, and Hagrid had no choice but to accept his fate.

"Dolores~, do it..."

Fudge and Dumbledore looked at each other. Hearing the last conversation between Harry and Hagrid, he said softly without hesitation. As the Minister of Magic, he would naturally have the people below to help him do things well when he opened his mouth.

"Okay, Minister. I see~..."

Umbridge's voice was very thin, and it sounded like a little girl fussing. Combined with her broad, flabby face, it was simply repulsive.

She took out her wand, waved it lightly, and immediately the rope shot out from the tip of the wand, and Hagrid was bound tightly.

"The key manager of the school needs to leave Hogwarts for a while, so Mr. Filch will temporarily take over his job~..."

Dumbledore reluctantly announced the fait accompli.

Just as they were about to push Hagrid away, the door of the auditorium suddenly opened again.

"Dumbledore, don't rush to give orders, I think your life is going to be hard~..."

A tall wizard in retro robes walked in. The wizard held a long snake-headed scepter in his hand, and it landed on the floor with a crisp sound. Behind him, his platinum-blond hair fluttered in the wind. It was Lucius Malfoy!

"Hey! Look, that's my dad! It seems that this time things are getting bigger!"

On the long Slytherin table, Malfoy saw his old father appearing, and suddenly realized that there was a good show to watch.

"You've arrived, Fudge? Then this farce seems to have come to an end. Very good, very good~  …

My dear Headmaster Dumbledore, it is time for us to talk about the matter between us~..."

Lucius put his hands on the staff, looked at Dumbledore above and said meaningfully.

"Mr. Malfoy, what can you do for me when you come here this time?"

At this moment, Dumbledore was still extremely calm, as if he had expected everything.

"After several school board meetings, I and the other eleven directors agreed that you are no longer qualified to be the headmaster of Hogwarts! So, it's time for you to step aside!"

Lucius was also an old fritter, so he unhurriedly took out a roll of ancient parchment from his robe, then pulled his wand out of the snake-headed scepter, and tapped it lightly.

The huge parchment projection then clearly appeared above the auditorium, and all the little wizards could clearly see all the terms and conditions on it no matter from which angle they were viewed from, as well as... the joint signatures of the twelve school managers!

"This is your suspension order. Do you see it clearly? The twelve school directors voted unanimously. We think that you are old and your ability has declined after all.

If the attacks continue like this, it won't be long before all Muggle-born students are finished!

One can imagine how much that would affect the school. Hogwarts is still standing after thousands of years, we cannot let it be destroyed by you! "

Lucius swung his wand, and the parchment slowly flew to Dumbledore. His tone sounded so righteous, as if everything was for the safety of Hogwarts and the little wizards.

"No! You can't drive away Professor Dumbledore! Without him, the students who were born with twists will be finished! Just watch, people will be killed and pay the price with their lives!"

Hagrid, who had resigned himself to his fate, yelled fiercely that he would never allow anyone to slander Dumbledore.

"Shut up, Hagrid! Don't forget your current identity, you are a major criminal suspect!"

Umbridge turned around, and the smiling expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by endless frost. She flicked her wand angrily, and Hagrid was instantly horrified to find himself speechless.

"Calm down, Hagrid, don't say that! Everything Mr. Malfoy has done is in line with the charter, and I have no reason to refuse.

If the board really wants me to go...of course I will go...I agree to step aside...

But~...if anyone in Hogwarts needs my help, he~...can get it! "

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he winked playfully at Harry and Carl, and then waved.

In the distance, a big golden-red bird uttered a crisp cry, and its long tail feathers swept across the starry sky dome of Hogwarts, flying towards Dumbledore. At this time, the old headmaster also reached out and grabbed its paw, and soon his whole body suddenly started to burn. When the flames disappeared, he had already disappeared from the guest table.

He had long understood Lucius' ambitions, and this time he was just planning. The Malfoy family, which had escaped the sanction of the Ministry of Magic twelve years ago and was severely injured, no longer had the energy to unite the remaining eleven pure-blood families. stand up.

And he Dumbledore has been the greatest white wizard since the last century, and his reputation reached its peak after defeating the first generation of Dark Lord in 1945 and imprisoning him permanently in Nurmengard. He knew Tom too well, and he knew that just like the Sorcerer's Stone incident last year, as long as he stayed in school for a moment, Tom would never feel at ease and never really be exposed.

Dumbledore left too suddenly, leaving little buffer time for the little wizards. Fear began to spread rapidly towards Hogwarts, the thousand-year-old castle, in an unprecedented form. Every face in the school looked extremely panicked, and even the Weasley brothers, who loved pranks the most, fell silent.

The laughter that reverberated in the castle in the past completely disappeared, and every little wizard tried to reduce their sense of existence with tense faces, for fear that the heir of Slytherin would stare at them and suck their vitality.

...

After Hagrid was taken away, Harry and Ron rushed to find Carl, wanting to find out what happened, and now he was full of doubts.

"What did the opening of the Chamber of Secrets have to do with Hagrid back then?"

Harry cut straight to the point and asked.

"It doesn't matter!" Carl replied lightly.

"Then why are the Aurors arresting him with such great fanfare?!"

When Ron heard this, he was instantly angry.

"Do you still remember the acromantula I told them about last year? Fifty years ago, Hagrid was just as immature as you, but unlike you, he preferred to challenge the limit, so he raised it in the castle. An acromantula, the one as big as the cabin called Aragog."

Although Carl and Hagrid had a very good relationship, he absolutely did not advocate this kind of death-like operation. Did Hagrid become the back-to-bad guy by inadvertently going in?

Harry and Ron were speechless, thinking of last year's Norwegian Ridgeback named Norber and Hell's Three-Headed Dog, they would not be unacceptable to have more acromantulas, but they didn't expect him to start this project fifty years ago. cause.

"But I still don't understand, what does his expulsion have to do with the Chamber of Secrets? Does raising a spider have anything to do with the Chamber of Secrets? Hagrid should restrain his pet!"

Harry put his hands on the table, looking stern.

"Don't you understand?" Carl looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot, "Fifty years ago, the Chamber of Secrets was opened, and a girl died in the bathroom. You know her, Myrtle, she I still want to share a toilet with you after you die...

Everyone didn't know what attacked her, and then a student reported Hagrid and raised an acromantula. The then Minister of Magic was anxious about this matter every day. With such a step down, he naturally became The blame man.

It was exactly the same as what happened a few days ago. Dumbledore, who was still a professor of Transfiguration at the time, also defended him in the same way. Unfortunately, it was useless. I think that history will repeat itself when Dobby said that I am really right. "

After hearing the cause of the incident, the two were stunned for a while, they didn't expect this to be the reason.

After the two left, Naiyali touched the stone table lightly with her hand, and a plate of various small biscuits and black tea appeared on it. Although the current atmosphere at Hogwarts is tense, life must go on.

"What the hell is Dumbledore playing? It's impossible for the twelve school directors to collude to force him to leave. Could it be that the old slick guy is so unpopular. But it doesn't look like it...

If he doesn't come back, Hogwarts will almost become a dead castle, and every day since he left is as gloomy as Snape's dead face..."

On the stone table outside the castle, Naiyali took a sip of the black tea in her hand and said with some displeasure.

"He wants to play with Tom, what can I do? It's impossible to grab Fox's paw and stop him from leaving~ Well, it's almost time for dinner, we should go back..."

Carl took a bite of the biscuit and said rather helplessly.

"Okay~..."

Niyali nodded, stood up from the stone bench and skillfully took Karl's hand, and the two walked towards the castle together.

...

In the Gryffindor common room, Harry and Ron, who had just left, put on the Invisibility Cloak and left the castle, preparing to go to Hagrid's cabin. Because Hagrid had been taken away, they were going to feed his Fangs.

Originally, Carl and Nyali planned to do it together, but they couldn't resist Harry's request, so they let them go. Anyway, they have invisibility cloaks so they won't be caught...