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Chapter 292 Negotiation
"Mr. Malfoy, this is not funny." Dumbledore said with a serious face, "I am just an ordinary wizard, not that powerful."

Lucius waved his hand, his smile almost flattering, "Mr. Dumbledore, in the entire wizarding world, if there is anyone who can compete with the mysterious man, it is you."

"When I was working undercover with You-Know-Who, the most common thing I heard about was the Death Eaters' fear of you."

Professor McGonagall covered her mouth with her hand and retched.

Lucius focused his gaze on her, as if he didn't see the strange look on Mag's face.

This made Mag want to stay away from him even more.

She knew that even if she spat on Lucius's face, this guy, who had a thicker skin than the Malfoy family had inherited for a long time, would wipe it away easily.

Dumbledore's expression remained normal. He slowly sat down and reached out for two chairs.

"Mr. Malfoy, let's get to the point quickly. Minerva and I still have a lot to do."

"Okay, okay." Lucius's face was full of hospitality. He first held the chair behind Mag like a gentleman, and after she sat down, he poured honey water for Dumbledore and Minerva.

Then, he ran to the office door, looked around with a stern look, and waved his hand to lay down a transparent soundproof barrier.

After doing all this, he ran back to his chair and sat down, saying hurriedly:

"The mysterious man said at the press conference that he would support half-blood wizards to rule the entire magical world."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes, and Professor McGonagall frowned.

"Mr. Malfoy, as you can see, neither Minerva nor I are descendants of the pure-blood Twenty-Eight."

Dumbledore said with a slight smile: "If the mysterious person does this, can I think that the school board will never remove me and Minerva will have the right to other professors?"

Professor McGonagall chuckled, crossed her legs slightly, and moved her little feet under her skirt little by little, very happily.

Lucius' face froze, he rolled his eyes, and immediately replied:
"Mr. Dumbledore, you are joking. How dare the school board remove you? How can it remove an excellent teacher like Professor McGonagall? If there is such a proposal, I will be the first to vote against it!"

Immediately afterwards, he showed an expression of concern for the country and the people and said:

"In today's magical world, pure-bloods and mixed-bloods live in extremely harmonious harmony, and everyone is working hard for the prosperity of the entire magical world."

The corner of Professor McGonagall's mouth twitched, and the sweet honey water in her hand suddenly became tasteless.

The number of pure-bloods is less than one ten thousandth of the number of wizards in the magic world, but they control more than 70% of the resources in the magic world.

As for the argument of working hard to promote the prosperity of the magic world, it is even more ridiculous.

Work hard, everyone will naturally work hard.

It's just that the purebloods are trying to squander money and power, and the half-bloods are working hard to live.

The magical world is now like a world tree growing in the soil. The mixed-bloods are struggling in the muddy ground, and the pure-bloods are playing in the tree.

Purebloods ate fruits from countless trees, while half-bloods could only eat rotten ones that fell to the ground.

Purebloods sometimes throw away half-eaten fruits that they think taste bad...

Purebloods also call some wizards from non-wizard groups mudbloods...

Lucius noticed Professor McGonagall's expression, and he said with sincerity:
"Professor McGonagall, the mysterious man brings chaos and death. We can't abandon the overall situation just because of some small prejudices."

"If we don't unite at this time, everyone will fall into the upcoming war. Will the number of mixed-blood deaths be less than that of pure-bloods?"

"Do you think that half-bloods will only attack pure-bloods?"

"Isn't it?" Professor McGonagall put the tea cup on the table and made a "bang" sound, like a gunshot.

Lucius' thighs tensed up instantly, and he almost jumped.

However, he did not show any panic after having been through the negotiation scene for a long time. Lucius shook his head gently and said in a pretentious manner:
"There are only a few positions to lead the magic world. There are so many mixed-blood wizards, how can they have enough?"

"You know, after the elephant falls to the ground, the hyenas that are surrounding them always have to fight before they can decide who gets to enjoy the meal."

Dumbledore coughed and interrupted: "Mr. Malfoy, please be careful with your words, we are not hyenas."

Lucius swallowed back what he didn't say, and smiled apologetically at McGonagall, who was glaring at him.

"Sorry, you two, this is just an inappropriate metaphor. In fact, I respect half-blood wizards more than anyone else, and I am willing to work for their better lives."

McGonagall snorted unabashedly. She stood up and said to Dumbledore: "Albus, I have nothing to say to the helpful Mr. Malfoy."

"I have something else to do in the afternoon, so I'll leave first."

After speaking, she strode away without waiting for the other two to react.

Lucius shrugged and continued to smile appropriately, as if he didn't care about McGonagall's hidden sarcasm.

"Mr. Malfoy, I think I roughly understand what you mean." Dumbledore stood up from his seat after Professor McGonagall left.

He looked at Lucius with burning eyes, without any trace of the tiredness from before.

"The wizarding world does need to recuperate, and I also hope that everything can be resolved peacefully." Lucius nodded crazily, "Yes, Mr. Dumbledore, I think so too."

"The problem now is, I know what I can do. But what I don't know is-" Dumbledore walked up to Lucius.

The aura exuded by the old and stooped body actually made Lucius, who was a head taller than Dumbledore, bend down.

He almost fell to his knees, almost kissed Dumbledore's smelly, dirty shoes.

"What can you do?"

Dumbledore's thunderous voice rang in Lucius's ears.

The look of panic and humiliation changed on Lucius's face. The patriarch of the Malfoy family, who dominated the magical world, had not bent down to face other people for a long time.

This feeling was very bad, but Lucius did not expect that his waist would not be able to straighten at this moment.

We must take the overall situation into consideration, sacrifice our personal honor and disgrace for the magic world, and dedicate everything to our family.

Lucius warned himself in his heart, and soon his expression returned to the standard aristocratic calmness.

"I can--" he said, and was about to look up.

"Okay." Dumbledore suddenly interrupted Lucius. He held Lucius's shoulders, looked down at the back of his head that was not so hypocritical, and said in a deep voice:
"Mr. Malfoy, I think you should go back and think about such an important decision."

"At least, you have to discuss it carefully with all your family members, as well as the people you hire, ally with, and have dealings with."

"And I have to wait for the report about the mysterious man."

Lucius's face instantly turned ugly again.

Why couldn't he hear Dumbledore's subtext?

Lucius Malfoy's personal contribution was far from enough for Dumbledore to take action.

If you want to get his protection, you have to pay greater investment costs.

A cunning and greedy hybrid!

Lucius cursed inwardly and raised his head, preparing to smile pitifully.

But he found that he didn't know when he was standing outside the principal's office door.

He clearly didn't sense any magic power fluctuations!
"Mr. Malfoy, I have to take a lunch break. The bodies of the elderly are not as strong as those of the young."

"If you are not in a hurry, you can go back and think about it slowly. When you have thought about it, come back to me."

Dumbledore's lazy voice came from the door, and Lucius could even imagine the old man relaxing in the recliner!
Lucius's face turned red from suppressing it, and he wanted to take out his wand and cast a spell on the office door.

However, he was inexplicably reminded of the experience of being moved out of the principal's office without realizing it.

The bloody courage that Lucius had just mustered up suddenly disappeared.

So, he said respectfully: "I understand, I will go back and think about it carefully."

"You have a good rest."

Shortly after Lucius left, a long sigh suddenly came from the principal's office.

The owls that had not flown away outside the door stared curiously at the direction of the sound source, but did not wait for anyone to come out.

They looked at each other strangely and then went about preening their feathers.

Human affairs are of course not as important as one's own hair.

……

At the same time, Harry had lunch and did not go back to the dormitory immediately. Instead, he came to the library.

He plunged into the forbidden book area. Mrs. Irma Pince, who was in charge of the library, sat there blankly, showing no intention of stopping Harry.

"Harry, long time no see." Russell's clone greeted with a smile, "I have sorted out all the banned books I have read. From first grade to seventh grade, they will definitely not exceed the reader's reading ability."

"You can pick one and take it with you later. I'm sure Dumbledore won't have time to check the dormitory."

"Really?" Harry's eyes lit up and his eyes immediately focused on the bookshelf of banned books in the first grade.

Although you can learn from the skills shared in the chat group, for something as spiritual as magic, you will gain more from watching it in person.

However, Harry just stared for a moment and then got down to business first.

"Boss, my energy refining journey seems to have reached a bottleneck. Can you help me find out what's going on?"

　Death

　　
　
(End of this chapter)