I was expelled from Hogwarts?

The night is getting darker.

Dumbledore sat at the table, gently twirling Newt's carefully written secret letter with his slender fingertips, frowning.

The main content of the letter is actually very simple:

Albania is fine this summer.

Nothing means something, even a bad thing, because in that dark forest, there is a lonely ghost hidden by the world... Voldemort.

Dumbledore has always known about this matter, even though he has been to Albania several times, he has not searched for the ghost...

But he just knows!

In the past ten years, there have been a large number of bizarre deaths of animals in the forests of Albania, which has become serious enough to attract the attention of the Ministry of Magic. Even as time goes by, local residents have gradually become accustomed to it...

Therefore, when the dark forest suddenly quieted down and death no longer appeared, it meant Voldemort's departure.

But the world is too big, even if the Dark Lord leaves Albania, there are too many places to go, where will he go?

Dumbledore pulled out two more letters from the drawer, and placed three letters side by side on the table.

A letter of apology from Gringotts, Goblins.

Dumbledore's vault was broken into by the wizard. Although nothing was lost, the goblins wanted to pay a sum of compensation, hoping that he would not pursue it and continue to use their absolutely "safe" vault...

Another from Fudge, the Minister for Magic, who apologized for not catching the wizard who broke into Gringotts and said he would not give up...

What Dumbledore is best at is to collect information, to find the really useful clues and connect them together among the many mixed information that may be true, false, invalid or inconspicuous.

From these three letters, Dumbledore can easily draw an obvious conclusion:

After the Dark Lord left Albania, he returned to England and found a powerful assistant who was powerful enough to sneak into Gringotts and even evade the pursuit of the Ministry of Magic.

Dumbledore stood up, with his hands behind his back, standing by the window, condescending, looking into the distance.

Hogwarts in the night has fallen into silence, like a dozing dragon.

But the old man knew that the Dark Lord was hiding in a nearby corner, peeking at the sleeping dragon from a close distance.

The reason is simple, because the Philosopher's Stone is here!

Whether it is the news that the Philosopher's Stone is in the vault or in Hogwarts, it was actually Dumbledore who spread it.

Rather than letting Voldemort, who left Albania, disappear without a trace, it is better to let him actively stay under his nose.

Dumbledore can also further observe the state of the Dark Lord, explore the secret of his immortality, and verify some of his guesses.

Of course, he can also be used to cultivate and sharpen the people he wants to cultivate. The half-dead Dark Lord is the best whetstone.

Just then, the door was pushed open again, and Snape came in angrily.

"I just ran into Scamander on the road and he said you didn't punish him?"

"Punishment?" Dumbledore didn't turn around, but stood with his hands behind his back, and said softly, "Did Mr. Scamander make any mistakes?"

"What's wrong?" Snape said irritably, "He brought a Mortra rat and attacked an innocent student..."

"But as far as I know, it was Goyle and Crabbe who insulted Longbottom's parents first, and then Malfoy broke into someone else's car and tried to throw the luggage out of the train." Dumbledore turned around and looked at Sneaker. Putao:

"The fault of the three of them seems to be bigger."

"Besides, Professor McGonagall has written to the Ministry of Magic and will ascertain whether Scamander has brought Mortra with him..."

"We all know what's going on!" Snape roughly interrupted the Headmaster, pacing up and down the room:

"Scamander's box is very dangerous. There must be many dangerous magical creatures. Don't you worry about the safety of other students? We have to effectively monitor his box..."

Dumbledore looked calm. He stared at the string of wind chimes on the window sill that could predict the weather. It seemed that the matter of the box was not as important as whether it would rain tomorrow.

"It was I who agreed that Rove could bring the box to Hogwarts, and he could raise some less dangerous magical creatures in it."

"You agree?" Snape couldn't believe it.

"The child was going to Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where his mother was a professor." Dumbledore reached out to hold the string of wind chimes, and said with a smile:

"For some reason, Hogwarts has had a slightly bad reputation in recent years, and the academic atmosphere is not as strong as Ilvermorny, which has led to many parents preferring their children to go to school there... In fact, we are not far behind."

Hearing this, not to mention the old headmasters hanging on the wall, even Snape blushed.

A school ranked fourth from the bottom, forcibly touches top2, right?

"So, Ilvermorny disagreed with Scamander raising magical creatures, so you use this condition to attract him to Hogwarts?" Snape's voice was full of sarcasm.

"Yes."

"Just an ordinary student." Snape sneered, "Is it worth it?"

"Every great wizard grows up from an ordinary person." Dumbledore said calmly.

Snape looked exasperated and unconvinced.

"In fact, not only Rove, but all students, I am willing to give appropriate tolerance within a safe and controllable range." Dumbledore sighed:

"It not only protects their nature, but also allows them to grow up more freely and do what they want to do, instead of being completely restricted by school rules.

Isn't this the responsibility of a teacher? "

Snape looked at Dumbledore. For some reason, he suddenly thought of Lupine the werewolf. If it weren't for the old man in front of him, he probably would never have been able to go to Hogwarts for the rest of his life.

"Of course, it's not just that. I think more students come to Hogwarts to cultivate enough talents."

Dumbledore looked at Snape who was still thinking about it, and said softly:

"You know, Voldemort will come back sooner or later, and when he does, we need enough power to protect everyone."

Snape looked horrified. He hadn't heard the name for almost ten years.

"He's coming back?"

"I don't know either." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "But help me pay attention to Quirrell?"

"Quirrell?"

When Snape heard the name, he felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't notice anything. If there was something wrong with Quirrell, it was too good at disguising to escape his eyes.

Dumbledore was pretty sure there was something wrong with Quirrell.

He was not like this before, and he obviously went to Albania in the summer, but when he came back to apply for the job, he didn't mention it, only said that he went to the Black Forest and Africa.

These abnormalities are enough for Dumbledore to be vigilant, especially according to his speculation, Voldemort has found a powerful helper.

"By the way, Severus, have you met Harry?" Dumbledore asked.

"I see!" Snape shook his head violently, as if trying to drive away an annoying fly.

"He looks just like his mediocre, arrogant, arrogant, pushy, impudent father, James Potter!!"

"But his eyes are like his mother, exactly like Lily." Dumbledore sighed:

"More than ten years, do you still remember the shape and color of those eyes?"

"Remember……"

Snape sat slumped on the chair, grasping his tearful face with both hands, twisted and hideous.

"Over the years... I've seen it many times in my dreams..."

Dumbledore walked over, patted the middle-aged man's trembling shoulder, and sighed: "Then keep Harry safe."

After Snape left, Dumbledore took out a stone out of nowhere, and tapped his left and right index fingers lightly, making a crisp sound.

It's just that the blood-red stone has a very dim luster, and the blood color is almost gone, like a residue.

It is like a bait, hanging on the neck of the giant dragon, attracting the Dark Lord lurking in Hogwarts...

It's a game, a game of theft.

Dumbledore knew Voldemort would come to steal.

Voldemort also knew that Dumbledore knew he was going to steal.

Dumbledore also knew that Voldemort knew that he knew...

This is a game of endurance and intelligence, and it depends on who is more skilled.

As it happens, Dumbledore has never lost in his life, and Voldemort is already a lost dog.

The window bell rang, signaling that a heavy rain was coming.

Dumbledore stood by the window, watching the rising cold wind, looking up at the sky with a lonely expression.

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