Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Silence, great silence.

The portraits on the wall of the headmaster's office were silent.

Dumbledore looked at the crown and pondered for a long time, while Riddle beside him took a sip of gin, as if waiting for something.

A long sigh came out of Dumbledore's mouth.

At this time, the crown suspended in the air disappeared.

Oh, it returned to Ms. Grey's head?

If it were an ordinary wizard, he would probably mistakenly think that this ghostly crown was time-limited and disappeared.

Riddle realized that it returned to its owner's head.

It's amazing, if I put on the Sorting Hat now, Riddle suddenly stopped talking.

It's Remus Lupin!

He pushed the door open directly, as if there was something urgent.

What's wrong, Lupin? Dumbledore's eyes became sharp.

He knew that Lupin had always been a polite and steady wizard.

For him to be like this, something big must have happened.

Lupin looked at Riddle, he didn't expect this person to be here.

Just say it directly, you can trust Tom as much as you trust me. Dumbledore understood what he meant as soon as he saw Lupin's eyes.

Ms. Bones became the Minister!

But why did Fudge step down, and what happened in the Ministry of Magic, our people didn't get any news! After hesitating for a moment, Lupin said excitedly.

As a marginal figure who has always been excluded by the magic society, he recognized the authority of the Ministry of Magic and the importance of the Minister of Magic more than Sirius and even other wizards.

So, he didn't understand why Riddle just smiled, and Dumbledore was just surprised for a moment.

This day has finally come. Since the report of Rita Skeeter came out, I knew something would happen, especially Fudge regarded you as my flaw.

It's you, Tom.

Maybe you will think I am hypocritical when I say this. Fudge and Umbridge are still alive. Dumbledore looked at Riddle.

You are really worthy of being the great Dumbledore. You even know the name of that little person. Riddle sneered.

She is still the Senior Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Magic and a member of the Wizengamot Court Tribunal. Hearing Dumbledore say this, Riddle laughed even more exaggeratedly, as if he heard a joke about Dumbledore being a purist.

Lupin, standing beside the dining table, frowned and showed a dissatisfied expression.

Aren't things like the Minister of Magic something we don't want?

And I always think that it is a joke to judge whether one can join the Wizengamot Court Tribunal based on whether one can summon a patronus with a physical body. Riddle complained sarcastically.

But when he saw Dumbledore's brows slightly frowned, he still suppressed the desire to continue complaining, well, I just did a little work.

They are all still alive. Hearing this, Dumbledore's brows relaxed again.

Fudge and that little guy, well, actually they are all.

The two of them are really too rough in doing things, taking bribes, abusing public resources, and withholding funds from other departments to enrich themselves. In short, there are too many small actions that they can conceal within their rights.

Dumbledore, I really can't understand why you let such a thing come to power?

On the way to let Bones, a powerful woman, become the Minister, I just handed over a letter and some evidence. I didn't do anything else.

Moreover, they probably have more disgusting things that I haven't discovered.

Because, the content of my letter alone should not let the Ministry of Magic suppress the news. Riddle looked incredulous.

He couldn't imagine that the two little people in his eyes could do anything big.

I just think that I should stay away from power. Even though Dumbledore couldn't speak for the time being, he, I mean Fudge, he has always been a good boy himself, power is a thing, cough

In short, I don't regret not entering the Ministry of Magic.

If it was me who turned bad, it would be terrible. Dumbledore sighed.

Do you really think that such a ridiculous position as the Minister of Magic can change you?

The person I fear the most?

If that's the case, I only need to do one thing to defeat you, kill all the wizards who are qualified for this position.

You will have no choice but to take over this mess.

If you are so fragile.

The source that supports you so strongly, the beliefs of love and justice will also collapse and I just need to come out and kill you.

Kill you who have become weak! Riddle said angrily.

He was angry that Dumbledore looked down on him so much.

The wizard he feared the most and even regarded as his only enemy should not and cannot be such a ridiculous existence!

Then I should congratulate you for finding a good way.

I think if you really do this, I may really fail. Dumbledore said in a relaxed tone.

Riddle and Lupin next to him were speechless.

Especially Lupin, he wanted to condemn Riddle.

Although he is the Dark Lord, Dumbledore is next to him.

As a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he was already unhappy with Voldemort.

This is good news.

Why are you all crying.

If there is anyone who will not degenerate, I think it is only Ms. Bones.

Crouch was too cold and Scrimgeour too concerned with the reputation of the Ministry of Magic.

Well, I'm really confused. Old Crouch is already in Azkaban with his son. Dumbledore tapped his head with his wand, and silver thoughts poured into the surging Pensieve not far away.

Dumbledore looked at the curious Lupin again. It's called the Pensieve. Sometimes I feel that my mind is filled with too many thoughts and memories. I believe you understand this feeling.

At this time, I will use the Pensieve. Dumbledore pointed to the stone basin and said, suck out the extra thoughts from your mind and pour them into this basin. Take a good look at them when you have time. You know, it's easier to see their shapes and connections with each other in this state.

Is this a thought? Lupin was surprised.

Although he is a werewolf, in terms of magic level, he has been hanging around at the bottom of the Ministry of Magic, which is far better than ordinary Aurors.

He even dared to touch Mad-Eye Moody.

It was because of this that he understood how high the level of magic and alchemy was to be able to shape and store invisible thoughts.

Is this why I am curious?

You are the one who is least likely to change.

How can a wizard who often examines his own thoughts and reflects on himself be swayed by power? Riddle couldn't help rolling his eyes.