Hogwarts Card Drawer

"Well, Dumbledore," he said threateningly, waving his finger, "I've always given you autonomy. I respect you very much. I may disagree with some of your decisions, but I've kept quiet. There won't be many People will make you hire werewolves, or keep Hagrid, or decide what to teach your students without consulting the Minister. But if you insist on doing the opposite—"

"There is only one person I have against," said Dumbledore, "and that is Voldemort, and if you are against him, Connelly, then we will take sides."

Fudge seemed speechless. His little feet swayed back and forth for a while. Twirling his black bowler hat in his hand. Finally he spoke, pleading in his voice, "There's no way he's coming back. There's no way..."

Professor Snape stepped forward over Dumbledore, rolling up his left sleeve. He held out his forearm to show Fudge, and Fudge flinched.

"Here," said Professor Snape harshly, "look here, the black mark. It's not as clear as it was when it was first blackened about an hour ago, but you can still see it. Every corpse eater has this Branded by Voldemort.

This is how he calls us and how we are distinguished from each other. When he touches any of the ghoul-eater markers, we're going to vanish right away and show up next to him. This imprint becomes more and more clear throughout the year.

Karkaroff's too, do you know why Karkaroff ran away tonight? We all feel the imprint burning. We all know he's back. Karkaroff was so afraid that Voldemort would retaliate against him for his betrayal that he was not sure he would be welcomed back into the group. "

Fudge backed away. He was shaking his head; he didn't seem to be listening to what Professor Snape was saying. He looked at the ugly mark on Professor Snape's hand with obvious distaste.

Then he looked up at Dumbledore again, and said softly, "I don't know what tricks you and your people are playing on Dumbledore, but I've heard enough. I don't want to say anything more. Dumbledore Lido, I will contact you tomorrow to discuss school management. I have to go back to the ministry."

Minister Fudge was gone, and as he walked out of the Quidditch pitch a gust of wind blew over his head and he had to hold the bowler hat with his hands.

"Cronus, I'm sorry to bring you here. But now you should go to Madam Pomfrey for a full body check." Dumbledore turned to Chronos and said gently.

"I'm fine." Kronos wanted to say that, but Professor Snape turned his head involuntarily and pulled Kronos away.

"Are you going back?" Chronos asked after Professor Snape.

"Only I can get close to that person." Professor Snape really wanted to understand what Chronos was asking, his tone was still cold.

"Oh!" Kronos replied dejectedly.

Chronos was back in Slytherin the next night, and from what Daphne and Draco had told him, Dumbledore had spoken to the school at breakfast that morning. He simply asked them to leave the warriors alone and not to be bothered by asking him questions or making him tell stories about what had happened in the labyrinth.

"Cronos, Dad asked me, will you come to our house this summer vacation?" Draco asked after reading the letter sent by the owl during the morning meal.

Chronos narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't know if Draco's father Lucius had been to that camp that night.

But now Mr. Malfoy invited him to Malfoy Manor is definitely not as simple as it was two years ago. It is not clear whether Mr. Malfoy is loyal to Voldemort or whether he intends to cooperate with Chronos.

Besides, Kronos also has his own plans for this holiday, he must go to see Harry. He needs to take out the fragment of Voldemort's soul left in Harry's body, so that he can also practice human body.

That's right, since Kronos planned to start soul training, Kronos focused on the soul fragments in Harry's body. After all, he is not a murderer, he can find a person's soul casually.

If Kronos really completed the human body training, then maybe he could perceive Voldemort's traces in advance through this artificial object!

Thinking of this, Kronos's mind became clearer, and he declined to Draco: "No, I also have something to do this summer. If Uncle Lucius has something important to do, ask him to personally Come to see me!"

On the night before he went back to Privat Street, Chronos packed his luggage in the dormitory. To be honest, he really didn’t bring much this semester. Since he got the space magic circle, he can do anything. Taken from home.

When he, Draco, and Daphne entered the hall, they immediately noticed that the usual decorations were gone. Usually the hall is decorated with victory colors for the farewell party. However, tonight, the wall behind the teacher's podium is decorated with black.

Professor Karkaroff's chair was empty. Harry was sitting at the other Gryffindor table, and when Chronos passed Harry's place, both of them gave each other deep glances at the same time.

Madame Maxime was still there, sitting next to Hagrid. They talked quietly. Along the table, sitting next to Professor McGonagall, was Professor Snape, who looked at Chronos when Chronos looked at him. His expression was inexplicable, and he was as surly and morose as ever. After Professor Snape looked away, Chronos was still looking at him.

Dumbledore stood up, looked around, and said, "This is another end."

"Although I don't want to spoil your good mood on vacation, I have to do it. That is——Voldemort is back." Dumbledore said the name that the people present were most afraid of hearing in a smiling tone.

A horrified murmur swept the hall, and people looked at Dumbledore in suspicion and horror. His face remained calm as he watched their humming turn to silence.

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't want me to tell you," continued Dumbledore, "and if I did, some parents would probably be terrified—they would either not believe that Voldemort was back, or think I shouldn't tell you, because You are young. But I believe the truth is usually better than a lie."

Every face in the hall was looking in horror at Dumbledore, and now at each other.

Dumbledore went on to say, "The object of the Triwizard Tournament was to deepen and expand the understanding of magic. In light of what has happened - Voldemort's return - this purpose is more important than ever."

Dumbledore looked at Madam Maxime, Hagrid, Fleur and her fellow Beauxbatons. When Fleur looked at Chronos, the fierce look in her eyes was not concealed at all.