The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

"I didn't expect it to come so soon..." Dumbledore murmured as he picked up the envelope.

"What? The Ministry of Magic finally sent a letter to dismiss you?" Thorne raised his eyebrows and teased.

"Almost. They said that at ten o'clock in the morning, Fudge will bring someone to talk to me about the cause of this matter and how to deal with it." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Is it necessary for the Ministry of Magic to take care of Hogwarts' affairs?"

"The Ministers of Magic in recent terms have always had this idea, wanting to make Hogwarts a subordinate institution of the Ministry of Magic. They have made many efforts, such as secretly controlling some members of the Board of Directors." Dumbledore said with a smile on his face.

"You have a really good temper." Thorne chuckled twice.

"You will sit here later............Just treat them as ordinary people." Dumbledore shook his head.

"I understand." Thorne nodded with a smile in his eyes, and then sat there with his eyes closed to rest.

Not long after, another green flame ignited in the fireplace, with a big belly Fudge, a pink toad dressed like a pink toad, and a Ni... and an Auror of a high rank.

"Dumbledore! The Abbot family already knows about this! I have to remind you that if you can't solve this situation now, I will have to let someone capable solve it." Fudge came panting and pulled a chair, and saw Thorne, who was curled up in the chair with his shoulders hugged.

"Please be more polite next time, Mr. Fudge." Thorne didn't give him any face, rolled his eyes and controlled his magic to straighten the chair.

The lackey Pink Toad behind him subconsciously wanted to stand up for his boss, but he was smart enough to see from Fudge's expression that the person sitting on the seat was not easy to deal with. Maybe it was the pure-blooded young man or young lady of that family. Fudge might not even mess with him, let alone himself.

"Well... Dumbledore, what I want to say is that the Abbott family has begun to put pressure on the Ministry, and this kind of attack, I am talking about the rumor I heard, the heir of Slytherin, you know, I think Rubeus Hagrid needs to go to Azkaban now."

Fudge sighed and leaned on the back of Thorne's chair, and the latter's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I don't think..." Dumbledore was interrupted by Fudge halfway through his words, and Thorne, who was supposed to be Dumbledore's mouthpiece, quietly pretended to be a little lamb. He had decided that he would not say a word before Fudge threw Hagrid into Azkaban.

As for Dumbledore? A gentleman can be deceived by his own way, the Ministry of Magic will not reason with him, just like Hagrid did not reason with Thorne.

"Dumbledore, listen to my explanation. Maybe! Maybe the heir of Slytherin this time is not Hagrid, but what about the last heir of Slytherin? If it weren't for you, he would have gone to Azkaban last time, and even if he is not the heir of Slytherin, what if he has raised some shocking magical animals?"

"For example, a young king snake or something like that." Kingsley added in a low voice standing aside.

Thorne, who had his back to the crowd, wanted to laugh, but when he looked up at Dumbledore's livid face... he wanted to laugh even more.

"This is an order from the Ministry of Magic, and Hagrid is not an official member of Hogwarts. There are no key keeper and gamekeeper positions in the Hogwarts school rules. Therefore, it is completely reasonable, legal and compliant for the Ministry of Magic to arrest him." Fudge added.

"........................" Dumbledore remained silent.

"Well, maybe we should go see Mr. Hagrid, and Madam, you can go back, there is still a lot of work to do in the Ministry." Fudge said and looked at the pink toad, who nodded and showed a flattering smile, grabbed the flying powder and left here.

"Please, Principal Dumbledore." Fudge said with a smile, like a winner.

Thorne finally showed a comfortable smile, watching Dumbledore stand up and he also slid down from the chair, intending to witness the scene of Hagrid being taken away.

After a while, the four of them came to Hagrid's hut. As soon as Thorne entered the room, he felt something was wrong. This kind of magic perception has slowly become accurate since he drank the magic column potion given by Snape as a friendly gift.

Although he didn't know why Snape gave him that bottle of potion for nothing, was he pitying himself?

In the end, he still found the location of the extra magic, the corner of the room, the air was a little distorted, the invisibility cloak?

"Is it Harry? Or Ron? Or Hermione, or both?"Here?" Thorne stroked his chin and thought to himself.

While Thorne was calm and calm, thinking and watching the fun, Hagrid on the other side was already crying with fear from the news brought by Fudge. Sending him to Azkaban? What's the difference between that and killing him? Of course, he was not the only one who was anxious about this news.

The distorted air quietly moved to Thorne's side, and Hermione's voice came quietly.

"What happened to Hagrid? You must know something, right?"

"Hermione? How are you injured? Sorry, I may have accidentally hit you a little too hard." Thorne raised his eyebrows and whispered.

"That's not important! It's Hagrid, what happened to Hagrid? "Hermione asked.

"Oh, Hagrid..." Thorne was not interested in mentioning Hagrid, but still answered maliciously: "The Ministry of Magic suspects that the recent attacks are caused by Hagrid raising some strange and dangerous magical animals, and he has a criminal record. I don't know whether it was seventy years ago or forty years ago, a girl was killed by Hagrid's pet. "

"Is this true?" Hermione asked in shock.

"You can look through the previous issues of the Daily Prophet. "Thorne rolled his eyes.

Thorne and his friends were chatting well here, while Hagrid on the other side had been handcuffed and shackled. Although it was still unknown whether this thing would work on giants...

But... Anyway, Hagrid was about to be thrown into Azkaban, which was something worth celebrating!

Thorne was in a good mood until two more figures appeared in the hut. One of them was Lucius Malfoy, whom he should call uncle, and the other one was unknown. Fortunately, he introduced himself.

Bakar Setus, Thorne had melted the skin of his son Setus Setus before, so he had a preliminary understanding of him.

"Dumbledore, I'm afraid you can't continue to be the headmaster of Hogwarts during this period." Setus looked at old Malfoy, who took out a document from his arms and handed it to Setus.

Setus unfolded it and showed it to everyone. It was the suspension order for Dumbledore.