Study Days at Hogwarts

In the early morning, the bright sunlight shines through the windows and reflects on the marble floor of the principal's office.

Dumbledore, who stayed up late last night, was already awake and sitting behind his desk, enjoying the morning tea prepared by the house elf and reading the latest issue of "Transfiguration Today".

Since Albert stopped contributing to the magazine, "Transfiguration Today" has rarely published articles that make people shine.

There were even a few scrappy articles in the September issue of Transfiguration Today, which really disappointed Dumbledore.

Putting down the tea cup, Dumbledore picked up the latest issue of the newspaper that the house elf had placed in the corner of his desk.

Unfortunately, there was nothing worthy of his attention in the newspaper, and the contents of the headlines ruined his good mood early in the morning.

Yesterday, two more "dark wizards" were sentenced to death by the Wizengamot Court.

To be honest, Dumbledore didn't like the new minister's behavior of killing people at every turn. Even though Scrimgeour was willing to adopt his suggestions on some matters, he always had a problem with sentencing "extremely evil" dark wizards to death. Persevere and never give in.

"The Ministry of Magic has always used veritaserum to interrogate prisoners. We try our best not to unjustly accuse any good person, but we will never let any heinous prisoner go."

Dumbledore put down the newspaper and recalled the unpleasant memory of the last time he talked to Scrimgeour about executing prisoners.

Scrimgeour's tough attitude towards this matter is really surprising, and Scrimgeour has never been shy about the specific reasons.

In fact, even members of the Wizengamot Court and even higher-ups at the Ministry of Magic knew why.

"Even if the Ministry of Magic continues to strengthen the defense of Azkaban Prison, we will never be able to guard against You-Know-Who."

Dumbledore still remembered Scrimgeour's helpless expression when he told the Wizengamot court about this incident.

"Unless, Dumbledore is allowed to serve as the warden of Azkaban, but I think the children at Hogwarts are more important than these bastards."

"Instead of giving these vicious bastards a chance to do bad things again, it would be better to prevent them from ever having the opportunity to harm other innocent people. This is the only way to be truly responsible for the entire magical world."

"We are at war. Don't be merciful to the enemy unless you want to kill those who are resisting bravely on the front line."

From that day on, the Wizengamot courts had no hesitation in sentencing prisoners to death who should have been sentenced to life in prison.

Even Dumbledore could not refute Scrimgeour because he was also aware of the cruel fact that Voldemort would definitely rob Azkaban Prison.

If the Aurors spent a lot of sacrifices to capture them and put them in prison, but these guys were not punished for this, but were released by Voldemort, it would undoubtedly be a pity for those warriors who died heroically during the capture.

Perfect statement!

Decisive and courageous.

Scrimgeour is simply a hero in the eyes of countless people, the best person to lead the magical world through the current difficulties.

However, Dumbledore's intuition told him that this was just the surface.

Something must have happened to make Scrimgeour put aside all worries and fight against the forces of darkness.

Dumbledore suspected that this matter had something to do with Albert, and he was curious about what Albert said to Scrimgeour.

It wasn't until last night that Dumbledore got the answer.

"Mr. Anderson told me that I would die in office, murdered by a mysterious person, and advised me to give up the fight or be prepared to fight to the death."

Scrimgeour spoke the cruel answer calmly.

At that time, Dumbledore understood everything.

He dared to say that Albert definitely told Scrimgeour on purpose.

As for lying, it is obviously unlikely.

The reason is actually not difficult to guess:

The fact that Death Eaters led people to try to kill Albert at his wedding really pissed him off completely.

Although Albert did not kill anyone that day, he used the Ministry of Magic to execute the captured dark wizards one by one.

This trial lasted for more than a month. It was undoubtedly deliberately meant for people to see, as if to tell them: This is your fate.

Prevent?

Obviously impossible.

Because there is no evidence at all.

Scrimgeour would not tolerate it either. He slaughtered the dark wizards so crazily just to weaken Voldemort as much as possible.

Dumbledore could not be sure whether Scrimgeour knew that he was going to die, but he knew that Scrimgeour was trying to fight for his own survival.

With Voldemort's help minimized, the Dark Lord alone was not as scary as he imagined.

"Divination?"

Dumbledore took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. It was almost nine o'clock.

That person should be arriving soon.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside the principal's office.

"Please come in!"

The door was pushed open and Albert walked in from the outside.

"Sit here." Dumbledore asked with a smile, "What do you want to drink?"

"milk tea."

A cup of steaming milk tea appeared in front of Albert out of thin air.

"Just tell me if you have something," Albert took a sip of milk tea, "I have an appointment with someone else later."

"It seems that you have been very busy recently."

Dumbledore added a large spoonful of honey to his cup of milk tea, stirred it slowly with a spoon, and took a sip, seemingly enjoying it.

"No, I just have something to do today." Albert also added some honey to the cup, "I have been writing a memoir for the Flamel couple recently."

"Memoirs?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, if you need it, I can also write a book for you." Albert took another sip of milk tea.

"I probably don't need that kind of thing." Dumbledore shrugged, "I would rather you help me divine the specific location of Slytherin's locket."

"You haven't found it yet?"

"I couldn't find it. Slytherin's locket disappeared after Sirius killed the house elf. I suspect it is no longer in Sirius's house."

After saying that, Dumbledore took Albert to the cabinet where the Pensieve was placed, took out a vial from the cabinet, and poured the swirling memories into the Pensieve.

A picture soon appeared in the pensieve, which was a deep red velvet padded with a heavy golden locket lying on it.

"This is Slytherin's locket." Dumbledore introduced to Albert.

"The mysterious man was really handsome when he was young." Albert looked at the handsome young man next to him and suddenly asked, "Is he looking like this now because of making Horcruxes?"

"Your focus is really surprising." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly, not expecting that Albert would suddenly talk about Tom's appearance.

"After all, the mysterious man's current appearance is really impressive."

"This should be because Voldemort made many crazy attempts on himself in pursuit of his eternal power."

"I thought it was because of the division of souls."

"That is indeed a crazy act." Dumbledore said softly, "I have always suspected that his becoming like this is related to his splitting his soul. The sequelae of abusing dark magic have been affecting Voldemort."

"You don't have to worry that I will be tempted by darkness." Albert's tone was full of disgust, "I'm not interested in that thing."

"I know, but... maybe, you can try to divine the location of Slytherin's locket." Dumbledore added.

"I'm not sure I can find it, but I can try." Albert returned to his desk and began to use the crystal ball prepared by Dumbledore to divine the location of Slytherin's locket.

After Albert's hand touched the crystal ball, the white mist inside quickly rotated, and what came into view was a suitcase.

"I see, I probably know what's going on!" Dumbledore looked at the suitcase in the crystal ball and said with slightly narrowed eyes.

"That's really good news."

Albert naturally guessed who took Slytherin's locket.

"In that case, I'll leave first." Albert stood up and prepared to leave, "Just give me those notes after you finish sorting them out."

"Wait a minute, Albert."

"Is there anything else?" Albert stopped and turned around to ask.

"Malfoy Manor was burned down a while ago."

"I just gave the Malfoy family an impressive warning." Albert did not intend to deny that he burned the Malfoy Manor, and said softly, "I am not you, and I am not so tolerant to people who want to kill me. "

"Mr. Malfoy plays a very important role in my plan." Dumbledore said suddenly.

"Oh, you're going to let him kill you?"

"It seems that you have guessed part of the plan." Dumbledore shrugged indifferently.

"When you die, I will remember to help you write a memoir."