Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

Avada directly opened the door and walked in. She saw Dumbledore sitting behind the desk, Hagrid, who was tall and burly in front of the desk, and Keitel, who was also very tall but still looked extremely small in front of Hagrid. Bourne - He was gasping for air at the moment, and his whole face was flushed.

"professor."

He nodded towards Hagrid and Kettleburn, exchanged two rather forced smiles and asked Dumbledore: "Professor, is the truth really like that? Use your time..."

"Sylvanus, Hagrid, can you leave for a while?"

Dumbledore suddenly raised his hand to interrupt Avada, and looked up at Hagrid and Kettleburn: "I hope to talk to Ken alone about the next thing."

"Okay, Professor."

Kettleburn muttered angrily: "But please be careful..."

"Thanks for the reminder, Sylvanus, I will remember it." Dumbledore replied with a smile.

After Kettleburn pulled Hagrid out of the principal's office, Avada continued to ask with Dumbledore's nod: "Professor, is the truth really what it says in the announcement? Please use your time. Is this also the case with the information obtained by the converter?”

"Ah, I guess that's the problem, Ken."

Dumbledore leaned back into a more relaxed position: "I didn't get the Time-Turner."

"what why?"

"I immediately wrote a letter to the Ministry of Magic on the day you proposed this idea, hoping to apply for a time turner to investigate the truth of the coma incident... Logically speaking, with my guarantee, they should not refuse. right."

"But a few days later, I was surprised to find that the Ministry of Magic suddenly started to strictly abide by the rules - the terms did not stipulate that the headmaster of Hogwarts or the chief of the Wizengamot could directly apply for a time turner, so they could not transfer time The converter was sent to me, but I had to go through a very complicated application process and a personal assessment. Even if I finally succeeded, it would have to wait until half a year... This is what they said in the reply at the time."

"Then, almost on the day I received the reply, the news came that most of the school board members agreed to form an investigation team to live in Hogwarts."

"..."

Avada frowned: "They...are setting a trap for you?"

"Your views are completely consistent with Professor Kettleburn's." Dumbledore nodded with a smile.

"Why?"

"This is my mistake."

Dumbledore suddenly sighed, and the relaxation and smile on his face were suddenly wiped away by something: "The reaction of the stubborn pure-blood faction exceeded my expectations."

"Stubborn pure-bloods? You mean... the speech at the end of last semester?"

"That's right... Sit down first, this topic will be long - you are not in a hurry now, are you?"

"No, Professor."

"Then let's have a cup of tea and discuss it together... Where did we just talk? Oh, yes, the stubborn pure-blood faction..."

Dumbledore patted his head, as if he was really a forgetful old man on the verge of death: "I almost made it clear last semester that I only hope to change the deep-rooted blood theory of people in the magical society, and have no intention of directly touching the pure-blood family. Direct interests, and willingness to recognize the ancient glory of pure blood... Coupled with the momentum of just catching Voldemort, I thought these would make those stubborn guys restrain themselves, but now it seems that I was wrong."

"You mean, from the coma incident to the time turner, everything is a conspiracy designed by the stubborn pure-bloods to take revenge on you?"

Avada couldn't believe it for a moment - even Voldemort had completely fallen. Who gave those guys the courage to jump on the head of Britain's most powerful wizard? ?

"Maybe, maybe not. After all, the investigation team directly passed me by and announced their results, and even took away all the so-called 'Evil Birds' without letting me see them, so I There is no hard evidence to prove that they are the culprits of everything, and the so-called evil bird attack is completely false..."

"Isn't it obvious enough? Their intentions?"

Avada vaguely felt that there was something wrong with Dumbledore's attitude towards this matter: "And didn't Professor Kettleburn also say that it is impossible for a bad bird to go tens of meters deep and drill into a pipe? . As long as these things are told to everyone, won’t those conspiracies be self-defeating?”

"Maybe in school."

Seeing the anxious look on the young face in front of him, Dumbledore smiled helplessly: "But what about the magical society?"

"If they want, then they can publish this matter on the front page of the Daily Prophet tomorrow, reporting in detail how Albus Dumbledore ridiculously used his cock to provoke the evil bird, and how incompetent it was. I have been busy for more than a month with no results. And the research institution will issue a report later, proving that those evil birds have indeed mutated to be able to dive...and what will happen next?"

"Then the angry wizarding community will turn on you and force you to resign."

Avada didn't realize that her voice was already hoarse: "No, it shouldn't be... You have a high prestige in society. Almost all wizards are your students, and everyone respects you... And the evil woman bird The fact that he can dive is too outrageous. Unless they post the detailed blood map in the newspaper, no one will believe it..."

"You still have some misunderstandings about magical society, Ken."

Dumbledore shook his head in amusement: "The fact is that most wizards don't know whether the evil bird can dive. Coupled with the gimmicky term of 'mutation', it is enough for most people to believe them." Even though there are only a few knowledgeable people with knowledge about magical creatures who know this is impossible, their voices are simply drowned out by the masses.”

"As for my personal prestige, that's easy to solve - as long as they exaggerate as much as possible how miserable the victimized students are and how serious the sequelae are, it's enough to ignite people's anger... Or to be a little softer, say Although I was very wise in the past, now I am too old and too dim to be of any use?"

"..."

Avada was silent for a while, lowered her head, and then raised her head again:

"Fire me, Professor."

"Huh? Why?"

"I made the wrong prediction that led you to arrange the rooster on the painting."

His eyes gradually became firm: "Didn't those guys say that the roosters were originally harmless, but those roosters were the trigger for them to attack the students? Then you say, I secretly added those roosters to the oil painting, and You just thought it was harmless and did nothing to stop it. In this way, your 'responsibility' will be reduced a lot, and at least you can buy more time to prepare a counterattack..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Dumbledore couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head while scratching his beard, his eyes almost narrowed: "Why do you want me to stay as the headmaster so much, Ken?"

"Eh?"

Avada was stunned by this question: "Does this need a reason? You are the protector of the entire school..."

"Oh, is it so?"

Dumbledore smiled and asked: "But why do I feel that I am the one who brings trouble to this school?"

"...Are you talking about your declaration of war on bloodline theory?"

Avada became even more confused: "But you just did the right thing. Aren't the troublemakers those bastards who don't hesitate to hurt students for their own selfish interests?"

"So I said, I am the one who 'brings' trouble...Okay, Ken, it seems that you don't accept this explanation, so let's change the question - if I follow their wishes and leave the position of principal If this continues, will they continue to attack students?"

"...I don't think so."

"Then they will close Hogwarts, or get rid of all the existing professors at once, and replace them with a new group of professors to instill extreme blood theory ideas in the students and encourage them to discriminate or even harm others?"

"If they weren't stupid, they probably wouldn't..."

"That's enough."

Dumbledore smiled even harder: "Look, after I leave, the students will not be in danger, my professors will not be driven away, and Hogwarts will not deteriorate for the time being... Then shall I be the principal?" What's the difference?"

Something happened at home, so the update is nearly an hour late. I'm very sorry orz