Glory To Slytherin

Chapter 213 Dumbledore takes over

In the afternoon, Ulysses returned to the office of the mysterious affairs department of the Ministry of Magic.

Bode was lying on the table and taking a nap. He opened his eyes in a daze when he heard the movement, and said:

“Ulysses, come back so soon.”

“Um.”

Ulysses nodded, clearing the papers on his desk.

“Where’s Crocker?”

“Mr. Crocker has something to do. He shouldn’t be back these days.”

Ulysses said quietly, “We found some clues, and he is investigating further.”

“Really? What about me?”

Bode regained his energy and stood up and said.

“You should take care of the mysterious affairs department first, after all, there is always one person left here, right?”

Ulysses smiled, “Then I’ll go back to school first. See you next week, Mr. Bode.”

“See you next week.”

Bode stood there, watching Ulysses’s back, but didn’t notice that a small beetle flew out of his pocket silently and landed on Ulysses.

After leaving the Ministry of Magic, Ulysses did not rush back to school, but found a remote street, arranged a Muggle expulsion spell, and whispered:

“Come out.”

Rita Skeeter’s figure quickly changed.

Before Ulysses could ask, Rita Skeeter rushed to answer:

“During the half-day you left, Mr. Bold’s behavior was a little weird. He stayed in the locked room for a long time, playing with a terrible instrument that I couldn’t understand, and he took it out after returning to the office. Come in a mirror and talk to the person on the other side through the mirror.”

“Double-sided mirror…”

Ulysses said to himself, “What did they say?”

“I can’t hear it. The sound seems to be blocked. Not only that, but the face of the person opposite the mirror is also blurred.”

Rita Skeeter said honestly, realizing in her heart that she might have encountered something terrible.

“good.”

Ulysses nodded, “For the next few days, no matter what method you use, I will record the daily movements of Mr. Bold and send it to Hogwarts.”

After speaking, he left Rita Skeeter an address and walked out of the alley.

Rita Skeeter gritted her teeth behind her, seemingly struggling, but she sighed and remembered the address firmly.

…

When he returned to Hogwarts, he had only been out for two days, but Ulysses felt that he had not returned for two months.

At this time, it was still in the afternoon class time, and there was no trace of life in the castle, so Ulysses went straight to the principal’s office.

When Ulysses arrived at the door of the principal’s office, Ulysses was embarrassed to find that he had forgotten what the password was.

Fortunately, Dumbledore seemed to see Ulysses’s dilemma, and before he was tangled for too long, the stone statue at the door spun away automatically, opening the passage for Ulysses.

Ulysses walked in comfortably, pushed open the door of the principal’s office, and found that besides Dumbledore, there was a figure he was familiar with.

“Mr. President, I’m back… Oh, Mr. Minister, such a coincidence.”

Dumbledore, who was still the same, smiled and nodded at him, while Cornelius Fudge looked at him unexpectedly, nodded, and then said to Dumbledore:

“To be honest, Dumbledore, I’m really a bit burnt lately… Your new magical creature conservation class professor hurt the Malfoy family due to improper teaching. They have been cherishing it for a long time. Put pressure on me…”

“Don’t worry, Connelly.”

Dumbledore pressed down with both hands, and said lightly:

“No matter how much you are the Minister of Magic, you should be tougher when you should be tough. Last year, under the pressure of Mr. Malfoy, you sent Hagrid, who is still the guard of the hunting grounds, into Azkaban… afterwards it proved that he was Innocent. You want to take him away again this year?”

“He’s not innocent this time, right?”

Fudge opened his hands, sweat rolled off his fat face, “He used eagle-headed horse-shaped winged beasts as teaching materials in the first class, and he hurt a student in full view… this time it’s me. Next time, the person from the Committee for Disposal of Dangerous Biology will come…Next time, I am afraid that even Wiesengamau will intervene.”

“You must have forgotten, I am the chief magician of Wisengamo.”

Dumbledore said coldly, then raised his eyes, “I will take care of this, and try to give everyone a satisfactory account.”

“That’s the best.”

Fudge was obviously relieved and wiped the sweat from his forehead, “Then I’ll go first. There is still a big deal in the Ministry of Magic. I, the Minister of Magic, is really busy than anyone else…”

When passing by Ulysses, he stopped to say hello to Ulysses:

“Hey, Ulysses, how is the work of the mysterious affairs department?”

“Not bad, Mr. Minister.”

Ulysses responded with a smile.

Fudge nodded, straightened his hat and walked out of the principal’s office. In his mind, he didn’t expect Ulysses to discover anything in just two days, so naturally he didn’t care about it.

Only Dumbledore and Ulysses were left in the office. The portraits hanging on the wall were uncharacteristically silent, and Phoenix Fox also lay down in the cage to rest.

“It’s been a long time, Ulysses… Although it’s only two days, I think it’s been a long time… Maybe it’s an old man’s illusion.”

Dumbledore’s face was visibly relieved, and he smiled and said, “Let’s talk about it, I think you can give me a surprise.”

“I’m afraid this surprise is a bit big, Professor.”

Ulysses said with a smile, then took the wand out, and a wisp of silver mist drifted into the Meditation basin not far away.

Using the Meditation basin can be more intuitive to touch and feel the memory, there is a sense of immersion, much better than simply watching a movie.

Dumbledore’s face condensed slightly, apparently also aware of the importance of the matter, stood up and walked to the shelf, without much words, immersed his head in the Meditation basin.

Ulysses watched quietly, and after seeing the silver mist in the basin gradually dissipated, he pointed his wand to Own’s head, pulled Own memory out, and put it in the Meditation basin again.

After about half an hour, Dumbledore pulled his head out, frowning on the old face, and sighed:

“It’s a wonderful and rich experience… It’s just that things are starting to get a little tricky.”

Ulysses stood there quietly, without interrupting his thoughts.

Dumbledore continued:

“Prepare for Tom’s rebirth… I didn’t expect their purpose to be this. If they succeeded…”

Dumbledore shook his head, walked to the window, and looked at the sky outside.

After a while, he said softly:

“Okay, I will take over the next thing. Thanks for your hard work, Ulysses. And Mr. Crocker, I will find a way to save it.”

“Then I’ll go back first, Professor.”

Ulysses bowed slightly and exited the principal’s office.