Magical Studies at Hogwarts

As an outstanding spy who has repeatedly jumped between good and evil but has not been harmed so far, the news that Narcissa and Bella were looking for him was sent to Dumbledore that night.

"What's new, Dumbledore?"

In Black's old house, a meeting of the Order of the Phoenix was taking place, and everyone was present. Sirius noticed that Dumbledore suddenly stopped moving, and it took him a while to push up his glasses.

This scene had happened many times, and he knew very well that it was Dumbledore's reaction when he received secret news.

"A rather interesting news, but I need to think about it..." Dumbledore shook his head slightly and changed the topic, "Go on, what did you just say, Hagrid?"

Hearing this, Hagrid leaned forward, shook the table in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Well, what I want to say is that we may not be able to win back those giants."

"I quietly sneaked into their current camp and met the previous giants who were leaning towards us, but Strider cast a big shadow on them and rejected me directly."

"Sorry, Dumbledore, I failed."

"It doesn't matter, Hagrid." Dumbledore said, "It's just an attempt. Giants are a group that worships the strong. What's more, the child did such a thing in front of all the giants."

"I have to say that his growth has exceeded our imagination."

"Dumbledore, I have an idea..." Moody said, "Maybe we can ask Miss Granger to..."

"No, Alastor, we will not do anything like that." Dumbledore refused directly, "I will not let a minor wizard step onto the battlefield as long as I am alive."

"Okay, Dumbledore," Moody replied, "but you have to consider that we have to deal with more than just the Dark Lord now. In my opinion, Stride is more dangerous than the Dark Lord.

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"He is not yet an adult, Dumbledore." Moody's magic eyes stared straight at Dumbledore, and the dense scars on his face looked particularly horrifying.

"I understand Alastor, I will consider it." Dumbledore nodded, turned to look at the Weasleys and said, "Arthur, Molly, about what I mentioned before about letting Harry go to live in the Burrow.

What do you think about the period of time, which is about to start school?"

"Hey, Dumbledore!" Sirius said loudly before Mr. and Mrs. Weasley could reply, "I think Harry can live with me. After all, I am his godfather, and a godson should stay with his godfather.

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"But the Burrow is more pleasant than here, isn't it, Sirius." Mrs. Weasley said. Sirius opened his mouth when he heard the words, but found that he could not refute.

It is true that he could invite Ron and the others over and let Harry's friends accompany him, but no matter what, the Black Mansion would never become as comfortable as the Burrow.

In fact, even he himself prefers the Burrow, but there is no other way. He needs the Black Mansion, and the Black Mansion also needs him.

Dumbledore watched the conversation between Mrs. Weasley and Sirius with a smile. After seeing that Mrs. Weasley succeeded in killing him, he said: "Then it's settled, Arthur, Molly, I will personally escort him when the time comes.

past."

"That's the best." This time, even Sirius voted in favor, and Dumbledore would personally escort him, so Harry didn't have to worry about his safety on the road.

"Okay, one more item has been completed." Dumbledore looked down at the parchment in front of him, made another mark on it, and said, "Then there is only one last item left..."

With that said, he looked at Mrs. Weasley and asked seriously: "Molly, when can we have dinner? I'm starving."

Everyone laughed, and Mrs. Weasley even moved her hands in an exaggerated way. She stood up, opened the door, and said: "Now! Let's eat now!"

The others went to the restaurant in twos and threes. Today, Molly made a delicious stew. The beef was simmered all afternoon, plus the Weasley family's secret ingredients. Just thinking about it makes people drool. They all have some.

Can't wait.

Dumbledore put away the parchment on the table and was about to leave, but was stopped by Moody.

"Alastor, what's wrong?" he asked.

Moody's magic eye turned rapidly. Sirius and Lupine, who had not yet left, understood that Moody wanted to talk to Dumbledore about something confidential. Seeing this, they shrugged and went out together.

He also closed the door for the two of them.

"You can say it now, Alastor."

"Of course." Moody said with a serious expression, "Dumbledore, I know you have your considerations, but regarding the proposal I just made, I think you should reconsider it."

"There is nothing to consider, Alastor." Dumbledore refused directly, "She is still a child."

"Yes, a child who can use magic that even Ao Luo cannot master." Moody said tit for tat, showing no sign of weakness, "Don't forget, she has used the time turner for two consecutive years. Strictly speaking, she has become an adult.

Got it!"

"As long as she doesn't graduate from Hogwarts, she will still be a child." Dumbledore looked directly at Moody, who did not dodge.

After a long time, Dumbledore took the lead and sighed, sat down, and motioned for Moody to sit down as well.

"Alastor, I know Miss Granger better than you do. She is indeed outstanding, but the idea of ​​her involving Strider is unrealistic."

"I have to admit that Voldemort grew up very fast during the year he was with him. If Fudge and the others hadn't arrived at the Ministry of Magic that day, I might have died that night..."

"What are you talking about, Dumbledore!" Moody shouted loudly, "You were obviously beating the two of them that day!"

"I am already over a hundred years old, Alastor, and I can clearly feel the passage of magic." Dumbledore sighed, "and Strider may soon become the same person as Voldemort and me.

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"Fortunately, I still have some time now..."

After hearing this, Moody immediately understood and said in surprise: "Don't you think... No! Dumbledore, no!"

"We can think of other ways, there will definitely be other ways..."

"Okay, Alastor, it's not the time yet, I can still hold on for a while." Dumbledore said with a smile, "In a short period of time, I can still do things like that night, but the premise is

Voldemort didn't find what he needed."

"So, I might have to leave for a while."

"But don't worry, I will be back before the end of the summer vacation, and I won't forget to send Harry to the Burrow."