Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 68 Who is in charge of Hogwarts?
Dumbledore is back.

Just like a guest who suddenly broke into someone else's home and saw the host returning, all the guests from the Ministry of Magic in the banquet hall stood up from their seats.

"Headmaster Dumbledore."

They all said hello to Dumbledore, just like when they went to school here, and even ignored the little wizard standing behind Dumbledore for a while.

Compaore and the others, who had been shouting injustice just now, suddenly closed their mouths tightly because the noses of these three vampires were much more sensitive than the others present and they could smell some smells.

But soon, everyone present at the Ministry of Magic experienced the same treatment as them: Bourne simply threw the loot onto the long table.

These officials also instantly understood why the Aurors following the old man and the young man all turned pale.

The monster's head, which was still dripping with blood, had obviously been chopped off not long ago, and was held in the hands of a child who was at most eleven or twelve years old...

This scene is also a bit scary.

"Principal Dumbledore, what's going on?" Fudge walked past the crowd, came to Dumbledore, and asked.

At this moment, he was acting braver than Barty Crouch - the only thing a real political animal fears is losing power!
Of course, if his legs could stop trembling and his eyes could stop glancing at the long table, he would have performed better.

"These are the accomplices of those vampires."

Snape suddenly spoke, and while speaking, the Potions Professor pushed away the Auror who was blocking him.

The latter had just graduated from Hogwarts a few years ago, and was still afraid of the teacher who had taught him, so he did not make any counterattack.

Snape walked to the long table, took out his wand and touched Madeleine's head, and then looked at Dumbledore and... Bourne in confusion.

"How did she become like this, why did she have horns growing on her head, and how did I test the ingredients of magical animals?"

He did not say this directly, but used Legilimency to communicate quickly with Dumbledore.

"I saw her appearance from the minds of those three guys. If it wasn't Polyjuice Potion or something, the monster's face was indeed that Madeleine. Also, their group once had an affair with... the mysterious man We have had contact with each other. Although they came to Hogwarts to steal the Philosopher's Stone this time for themselves, we still cannot take it lightly, after all, that guy is very insidious."

"Thank you, Severus, I couldn't agree more with your judgment." Principal Dumbledore first responded to Snape in his mind, and then said to everyone present with a smile: "Welcome. , my former students, welcome you back to Hogwarts today."

Then, he nodded to Fudge again. "The monster you see is a group of those three vampires. I just discovered that in addition to attacking the little wizard in the castle, they also committed other evil deeds worthy of a 'Dementor's Kiss' , these monsters killed a bunch of poor Muggles."

"No, Albus, I mean to ask how this monster was decapitated?"

Fudge continued, thinking that Dumbledore just didn't understand what he meant.

"This monster is me..."

As soon as Bourne opened his mouth to explain the reason why the monster was killed, Dumbledore interrupted him.

"Yes."

The old wizard used his loud voice to attract everyone's attention:

"It was Mr. Slughorn who risked his life to save Professor Kettleburn from our Care of Magical Creatures class in the Forbidden Forest.

And the reason why he knew about this was because a Thestral foal he knew flew to Gryffindor Tower in the evening and asked him to help in the Forbidden Forest.

You must also remember that when I was in school, I emphasized to you that the Forbidden Forest is very dangerous and no one is allowed to enter without permission. "

Dumbledore pointed his wand at the head on the long table and said, "Now you should believe it, how dangerous it is in the Forbidden Forest."

"That's right, the principal said it all the time."

"Yes, yes, that place is both eerie and terrifying. It is said that there are fire dragons and werewolf tribes living in the deepest part of the Forbidden Forest!"

"Yes, I have a friend who went to the Forbidden Forest to collect pitcher plants. As a result, he had to take a break from school and go to St. Mungo's for a week."

"You have a friend. You didn't go to the Forbidden Forest by yourself, did you? Also, picking pitcher plants is not picking poisonous tentacles, so why did you end up in St. Mungo's?"

"..."

The Ministry of Magic officials present, regardless of faction, all followed Dumbledore's words and provided rational supplements to the principal.

What is prestige?

This is called prestige.

Regardless of whether he is the Minister of Magic or the Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Dumbledore's words are not as effective as those of Hogwarts.

Originally, Bourne thought that if he wanted to seek justice for the Muggle homeless people killed by vampires, he might have to bear some trouble.

But then, Dumbledore said something again, and the Ministry of Magic officials present once again demonstrated what it means to have one call and a hundred responses, and what the fan effect is.

Some people took the initiative to contact the Muggle person in charge to investigate their identities.

Some people volunteered to help arrange public cemeteries and funeral arrangements for these Muggle tramps.

Some people began to condemn the three vampires of Compaore, and asked whether they should be handed over to the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures and the "Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Animals" to be executed by scythe hands for more cruel physical executions (and soul-capturing). Corresponding to the strange kiss)...

As for how to characterize this vampire attack and how to deal with the aftermath, Fudge and Crouch had just been tit-for-tat for a long time, each with their own demands, but in the end it was Dumbledore who made the decision.

"As the Chairman of the International Confederation of Wizards," Dumbledore reported his other identity, "it is up to me to communicate with the French side and ask the French Ministry of Magic to conduct a special investigation, and then cooperate with the British Ministry of Magic Auror's subsequent investigation results. , conducting two investigations into this group of vampire thugs."

At the same time, in order to prevent conflicts between the British and French ministries of magic on how to impose sentences, he simply proposed a compromise: "Since they have turned themselves into vampires, I suggest that they be handed over to the vampire association. punish.

I will take the time to personally go to Berlin to communicate with the current leader of the vampires and let him deal with the prisoners fairly and fairly according to old customs. "

It is necessary to explain that the Vampire Association is not a strict management group for vampires. Some vampires have made small mistakes, and at most they will be lightly exposed with verbal warnings; however, if they are characterized as requiring the use of With "old custom" punishment, such a vampire would be dead.

The only place where this "old custom" can reflect "fairness and justice" is that the methods of execution are different. Sometimes it is burned, sometimes it is impaled... In short, it depends on the situation.

Similarly, Dumbledore once again received the support of almost everyone present. Although Crouch and Fudge were somewhat dissatisfied with this, they did not dare to raise it in public - it was not only against Dumbledore, but also against Dumbledore. All colleagues are on the opposite side.

Oh, there's one more thing worth mentioning.

Regarding how to deal with Professor Snape, who was "suspected" of casting the Unforgivable Curse, no one raised the issue until all Ministry of Magic staff, including Aurors, left Hogwarts Castle. It was as if they had been collectively cast an oblivion spell. In just half an hour, Dumbledore smoothed over all the matters that everyone at the Ministry of Magic had been arguing about all night, bringing the matter to a temporary end.

Then, the old wizard smiled at Bourne and said: "It's very late, you should go to bed."

Watching Bourne walking towards the Gryffindor tower, and after the little wizard's figure disappeared from the stairs, Snape said in an unkind tone: "What happened to this child? The monster was really killed by him? Also, how could you put such a young child through such a thing!”

Facing Snape's questioning, Dumbledore shook his head and replied: "The situation with this child is more complicated, but don't worry, he is completely different from Tom. Now, we have to focus on being wary of that guy. Regarding I will talk to you in detail about this little guy when I have the opportunity."

"Okay, let's put this aside for now and tell me about another thing."

As he spoke, Snape pointed to the four scoring hourglasses placed against the wall of the banquet hall. "What's going on tonight, Gryffindor?

At first, I thought it was Professor McGonagall who had given extra points to the little wizards in the hospital wing, but I just counted carefully and a total of one hundred rubies fell from Gryffindor's hourglass!
The dean of the college does not have the power to add 100% at once. Principal Dumbledore, please explain to me, what is going on? "

This time, Dumbledore was really stunned. The old wizard could only shake his head in embarrassment: "I want to say that the second thing you asked is actually much more complicated than the first thing, and there is nothing I can do about it." To elaborate, do you... believe it?"

Snape: convex
"I believe you, you are such a bad old man!" This was Dean Slytherin's only voice at this time.
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Tonight, Filch, the caretaker of Hogwarts, was unusually relaxed. No little wizard dared to go out for a night walk tonight!

Following Mrs. Norris's example, Dean McGonagall personally used the transformation technique to conjure a large group of kittens and let them patrol the castle all night long.

No one dares to commit a crime against the wind!

As for the only two people who might have had the courage, one was sent to the hospital wing and the other was personally supervised by his brother.

Bourne also had a good sleep. Although his "trophy" was confiscated by Dumbledore, the old headmaster promised that after he had inspected it and confirmed its safety, the house elf would give it to Bourne. Send it back.

How could a dignified headmaster of Hogwarts break his word? That's impossible...

Early the next morning, Bourne finished exercising early, used his transformation technique to conjure a basket with breakfast for five or six people in the banquet hall, and then rushed to the school's medical wing.

Neville and Seamus also followed. The three safe little wizards left in their dormitory made an appointment to visit their injured friends as soon as the hospital wing opened in the morning.

Passing through the clock courtyard of the castle and going up the stairs, they came to the hospital wing.

This is a room that is under a constant spell of invisible stretching. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary tower, but when they pushed the door open, Bourne and the others discovered that there was enough space to even fit two Gryffindor common rooms inside.

Just like the St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry he had been to, the infirmary at Hogwarts was spotlessly clean. There was a hint of lemon-scented disinfectant mixed with the air, and the white walls were painted with "No Noise" slogans.

Although it was not yet nine o'clock, Madam Pomfrey had already examined every little wizard who was hospitalized due to injuries, and supervised them as they poured the not-so-pleasant-tasting potion into their mouths.

At this time, the old woman was sitting next to Hermione's hospital bed, and the clever little witch was providing her with some advice.

"Madam Pomfrey, there is so much free space on the wall, it would be a waste just to put a 'no noise' sign on it.

My parents were both dentists, doctors who specialized in solving dental problems for Muggles. They opened a dental clinic.

There are many things posted on the walls of the clinic, including posters educating Muggle children on the correct way to brush their teeth. If you'd like to take a look, I'm writing to my mom and dad today and asking them to owl some... Bourne! "

Of course, Hermione didn't mean that the owl sent Bourne, but that she saw Bourne, Neville and Seamus.

"I heard from Percy and Fred that you added 100 points to the college last night. Well done!" the little witch raised her fist happily.

The Percy and Fred mentioned in her words also showed their heads from behind a screen at this time. They were pulling out the prickly geranium spikes stuck in the buttocks of their brother George.

"Hey, you two, pay attention, I'm still naked!" George's voice came from behind the screen, seeming to be extremely dissatisfied.

Except for him, the little wizard who was hospitalized yesterday, everyone else would have been discharged today if not for Madam Pomfrey's strong request for another day of observation.

Because he was the only one who was unlucky enough to have his skin directly scratched by the honey badger's claws. In order to avoid being infected by vampires, he would not only have to drink the blood poison antidote brewed by Professor Snape every day for a long time in the future (although Snape is the master of potions, but the master's pursuit of the taste of potions is only limited to 'drinkable'), and he has to undergo this kind of "acupuncture detoxification" treatment every day.

The reason why Madam Pomfrey gave this job to Fred and Percy was because she was worried that the unlucky little George would forget to get an injection one day, and there would be a little wizard in the lounge who could give him emergency treatment. Moreover, the little wizard has to be able to see his butt.

Harry and Ron, who were also hospitalized, were standing next to Percy and Fred, who were covering their mouths and trying not to laugh.

However, from time to time, the two of them would still make some "kukukuku" sounds from between their fingers. It was obvious that they were in pain from holding back their laughter.

"Fred, are you sure I don't have a thorn in my butt?" George asked his twin brother.

After getting Fred's nod, he was still worried because he was smart and turned to look at his brother Percy: "Percy, you are a prefect, and you will probably become the president of the student union like Brother Bill in the future. You will definitely not. You lied to me, right?"

Finally, after receiving double confirmation from Percy, he neatly rolled out of the hospital bed and pulled up his pants.

"Hi! Bourne, Neville, Seamus!" After pushing the screen away, George also said hello to Bourne and the others.

"Why are you so weird?" Bourne looked at these friends in the hospital and felt that they seemed a little different from usual.

Obviously they were injured and hospitalized yesterday, but today they are all in high spirits.

"It's the potion of joy, kid." At this time, an old wizard lying on the hospital bed, Professor Kettleburn, answered his question: "Mrs. Pomfrey gave them a little potion of joy. After all, what happened yesterday Things are just too bad.”

Bourne also greeted the old professor politely, but just when Kettlebourne wanted to continue asking something, the door to the medical room was pushed open from the outside again.

The parents of the four Weasley brothers, Hermione's parents, and Bourne's Grandpa Horace all walked in from the outside in a hurry.

Professor McGonagall was right behind them.

And when he saw Horace, Bourne suddenly thought of something: he forgot to write a letter to the old man who stayed behind at home yesterday!
However, it was obvious that Horace had no time to care about whether Bourne wrote or not.

"Bourne, are you hurt?"

Like several other anxious parents of students, he pulled Bourne over and looked up and down the little wizard's body for any injuries.

"Such a big thing happened, and old man Dumbledore only informed me in the morning! Just a little earlier than the news in the Daily Prophet..."

It took a long time for Bourne to finally convince Horace that he was not injured at all.

Noticing that Harry was looking at himself and others with envy, Bourne immediately began to introduce several new friends he had made at Hogwarts to Horace. After noticing Harry Potter, Horace There was also a complicated expression on Si's face. When facing this famous "savior", the old man's heart was filled with a variety of emotions including love, pity, regret and self-blame.

"You are Harry, right?" Horace walked over and patted Harry on the shoulder, "You look a lot like James, and you both wear glasses, but the color of your eyes is the same as your mother Lily's. That kind of emerald green that looks like some kind of advanced potion... I heard that you were selected for Gryffindor's Quidditch team. Congratulations. You and Bourne are friends too, and you should get along well together in the future. Help each other."

(End of this chapter)