Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

The current headmaster of Hogwarts has silver-white hair and a beard that hang down to his waist. He wears a pair of half-moon glasses on his hooked nose.

He obviously came in a hurry, and he was wearing a purple-red robe like that of a Wizengamot member, with a silver "W" embroidered on the chest, and a black blouse outside, which made him look mysterious and fashionable.

"Professor Dumbledore!"

Harry was filling his stomach with a small cake from the refrigerator. When he saw this, he swallowed the cake in a hurry and almost choked himself.

"Thankfully, Vader thought of a way. The Ministry of Magic gave up on capturing Sirius. Fudge took his people and left a few minutes ago."

Lupine said, while getting Harry a glass of water with "water as clear as a spring", and then invited the headmaster to sit down and asked:

"Would you like a glass of mead, sir?"

"Oh, did you buy the mead from the Three Broomsticks?" Dumbledore asked.

"certainly."

"Then make sure you pour me a drink."

Dumbledore sat on the sofa and said with a bit of regret:

"That's a bit of a coincidence. I thought I could catch up with Fudge! So... what clever method did you use to convince him? As far as I know, Fudge is not a person who gives up his goals easily."

"Well... well..."

Wade touched his nose and briefly explained the previous process.

Lupine poured the mead into several transparent glasses. The honey-yellow liquid exuded a sweet aroma and a light smell of alcohol.

He waved his wand and the cups automatically floated to everyone.

"Me too?" Harry asked in surprise.

"The alcohol content of this mead is very low, almost like a drink. You can also have a drink," Lupine said.

Harry lowered his head and took a sip. He felt that it was just like a drink, sweet and sour, with the unique aroma of honey, and very delicious.

While listening to several people talking, he drank a glass of mead in small sips.

Vader was thirsty when he talked about it before. He was holding a drink-like mead in his hand. He drank a few sips after saying a few words. Finally, he talked about the second departure of Fudge and others, and the last blessing of the black-skinned Auror. The glass also bottomed out.

Seeing this, Lupine felt amused at the children's greediness, and waved his wand to help them fill their glasses.

After hearing what Vader said, Dumbledore raised the corners of his mouth and smiled in his blue eyes.

"A very clever way to save Sirius from jail without causing any conflict - Vader, you never cease to amaze me."

"Yeah, I was ready to recite the spell... I didn't expect that just one word could really make Fudge leave."

Lupine said with the same surprise.

"...I thought you might be unhappy, Professor Dumbledore." Vader hesitated and said honestly.

"Oh? Why?" Dumbledore asked.

"Because I drove Fudge away for the first time, I asked Sirius to borrow the name of the Wiccan Party and Grindelwald..."

Vader confessed.

He was able to learn the slogans of the Wiccan Party when it was rampant, naturally thanks to the little tips Dumbledore gave him in private. At the same time, he also knew the complicated relationship between Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

The gray eyes looked at Dumbledore slightly worriedly, as if they were worried that he would be hurt by this.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then smiled:

"Fudge is afraid of such big trouble, so he will definitely hesitate. When he realizes that his guess is unreasonable, he will naturally back down."

"You did the right thing - using the little information you had to skillfully protect the people around you - I'm very proud of you, Vader."

"Oh...thank you."

Wade lowered his head and held the wine glass, thinking for a while.

There was a question that he knew he shouldn't ask, but there seemed to be an impulse in his heart that kept encouraging him to say it.

"Professor Dumbledore," Vader said, "If you thought Grindelwald was wrong in wanting to break the Statute of Secrecy, are you right now?"

Dumbledore was stunned again, and after thinking for a while, he said: "No one is absolutely right, Vader. But it must be wrong to cause war and kill innocent people. Only in the hotbed of peace can the civilization of wizards be better." "Oh..." Vader responded lukewarmly again, and Dumbledore suspected he wasn't listening at all, because his next sentence said: "Professor, I remember you had red hair when you were young. ”

"Of course." Dumbledore noticed the abnormality and sighed.

"Oh...are you related to the Weasley family?" Wade asked.

Dumbledore: "...Red hair is not a special race, and not all red-haired people are related to the Weasley family."

Wade: "...Oh."

Harry blinked, pointed at Vader and asked Lupin in a low voice: "What happened to him?"

"...Drunk?"

Lupine looked at the wine glass in Wade's hand that had become empty again at some point, and said in confusion: "The alcohol content of this honey water is not high!"

"Anyway, he probably needs a nap now, so I'll take him to the bedroom."

Dumbledore stood up and waved his wand. The small sofa Vader was sitting on hung slightly off the ground, and then slowly floated.

Harry quickly led the way: "My room is upstairs!"

The house had the same layout as the Dursleys, with only three rooms that could be used as bedrooms - one for Lupine, one for Sirius, and one for Harry.

Because the Ministry of Magic has strict supervision in this area, Lupine and Sirius cannot use the Traceless Extension Spell to expand the space at will, otherwise they may really receive two Azkaban experience tickets.

Although Harry has not been able to spend the night in the house recently because he has to live with the Dursleys, his room is already full of clutter, including Harry's homework, textbooks, Quidditch models and wizard robes. 's everywhere.

Embarrassed, he quickly ran back to the bedroom to tidy up, and then stuffed the sundries into the cabinet.

Wade didn't seem to notice that he was being moved. He seemed to be sitting on an escalator and going up the steps while continuing to ask questions with a serious expression——

"Professor, do you think it is right to abolish the death penalty?"

"——If the death penalty still exists in the British wizarding world, Sirius would have died before twelve years ago, and there would be no chance of clearing his grievances."

"Professor, if you could go back in time and go back to your youth... would you still make the same choices you have made in this life?"

"——I don't think so. I have a lot of regrets that I want to change, but there is no chance to start over in life."

"Professor, can you apparate to the moon?"

"——No, even I would die at such a long distance. And there is no air on the moon, and there is no way to breathe."

Vader's questions were strange, but Dumbledore always answered them patiently, then floated him to the bedroom bed, put him down, and covered him with a quilt.

"Get some rest, Vader." Dumbledore said gently, "You look very tired today."

"Dumbledore!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Wade suddenly sat up and raised his hand, and the closet space opened up in the center of the room.

Dumbledore turned around and looked at this scene in surprise.

The cabinet door was suddenly pushed open with a bang, and several puppet cats dragged a bearded man out of it backwards.

"This is one of the werewolves who kidnapped the Alchemist."

After Wade said this, he fell on the bed, pulled the quilt to his chest and covered him, and fell asleep in a second.

The few demon cats left outside the space looked at each other, and then quickly rushed into the closet space. The huge closet quickly folded again, and finally turned into a small pencil case on the floor.

Dumbledore: "..."

After a while, the principal picked up the pencil case on the ground, placed it gently next to Wade's pillow, and then "floated" the bearded man out.

Only one chapter tonight.

Chapter 2 will be added tomorrow