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Chapter 218 Dumbledore Wants to Play a Big Game of Chess

After the magician disappeared, the whole tavern fell into a long silence.

Everyone was digesting what they had seen and heard, and those Aurors, their faces were played with rage and subtle fear.

The Ministry of Magic has already presupposed that the strength of this illegally immigrated outsider is very high, which is why so many Aurors acted together, but the reality is even more outrageous than the Ministry of Magic's presupposition.

Even if the Aurors didn't want to admit it, each of them could feel the despair and powerlessness when facing the magician.

The other party seemed to be a ghost, no, more invisible than a ghost.

All magic attacks are completely ineffective for the opponent, but the opponent can easily hurt himself.

They could imagine that if the other party was about to kill them, people like themselves might be seriously injured. Maybe the other party was right, he just forgave the people present.

"What?" whispered an Auror.

"What can we do? We have no choice but to go back and report to the director. We need to increase the threat level of the magician and re-establish the arrest plan for the magician."

"What about these people in the Leaky Cauldron?" the Auror said hesitantly. "I mean, it seems that the magician gave a... speech here? Although we didn't hear all of it, it cannot be ruled out that he may have convinced Some people support him."

"We've all seen it, that person... is extremely contagious and provocative."

The Auror, who was obviously the captain, shook his head slightly, and said, "That's what I'm worried about, but we don't have the right to arrest those present at the moment. Obviously, their behavior does not violate the laws of the Ministry of Magic."

He pondered for a moment, raised his volume, and said loudly, "Gentlemen, we all know that the magician is a vicious criminal. He brutally killed three wizards and burned down a house belonging to Muggles."

"We have no doubt that his misdeeds will continue."

"I hope to delay everyone's time, cooperate with the Ministry of Magic's investigation, and truthfully report everything that the magician did here before our arrival."

The guests in the tavern were silent for a moment, and someone shouted: "Are you going to limit our freedom?"

The Auror keenly sensed the hostility in the other party's tone. He carefully scrutinized the expressions of the guests and found that there were quite a few hostile people.

This made him feel bad. Obviously, it is impossible for ordinary wizards to show hostility to Aurors. He even knows some of these people. The influence of magicians is more serious than he imagined.

He said in as gentle a tone as possible: "Of course not, gentlemen, it's just a routine inquiry, and it's also for everyone's safety. After all, no one wants a murderer to go unpunished."

Someone in the crowd let out a chuckle of disdain, but no one responded.

At this time, a person stood up from the bar stool.

"Mr. Auror, although I am willing to cooperate with your inquiries, I am afraid I have no time." He said politely: "I need to go back to Hogwarts to give lessons to the little wizards."

"Are you?" Auror looked at the Easterner with a thoughtful expression, "Are you the new divination professor at Hogwarts, the prophet, Mr. Sen Tang?"

Tang Sen shook his head and said, "I'd rather call myself a fortune teller than a prophet."

The Auror didn't bother with this point, but asked: "Professor Tang, I've heard about your deeds. You predicted the events of Azkaban. I don't know if you can do it. Do you want to provide some help to the other party?"

Townsend smiled and said: "Although I am not British, I have always been willing to cooperate with the British Ministry of Magic. Many people know that I have a good relationship with the Minister of Magic, Mr. Fudge, and I also have business cooperation with the Department of Fantastic Beasts. As for the magician—"

He looked at the others and said, "Unfortunately, I'm not good at fighting."

"Also, I think that I don't want to offend the magician, and I think the Ministry of Magic should focus more on You-Know-Who."

Auror's expression was ugly: "Professor Tang, the so-called resurrection of the mysterious man is nonsense."

"Of course." Tang Sen nodded and said with a smile, "I never try to change other people's minds. Mr. Auror, please make way. I don't want to miss the first class of the first-year students."

The Auror had no reason to prevent a divination professor from leaving. A green flame was lit, and Townsend's figure disappeared into the fireplace.

There was an awkward silence in the tavern, until Old Tom finally coughed lightly, and said, "You can ask me any questions. In fact, the magician said some really great things."

Returning to his office, Tang Sen breathed a sigh of relief and showed a satisfied smile.

To be honest, Tang Sen knows very well that the world is a complex whole. Whether it is whether a war will break out between wizards and ordinary people, or how this war will be carried out, what it will develop into, who will win and who will lose - these Tang Sen cannot predict .

As a fortuneteller, he doesn't have enough information to predict such a distant and complicated future.

But does it matter?

unimportant.

This does not affect Townsend's choice of one possibility, exaggerating it and making it provocative, and convincing himself and some of the audience.

This does not affect Townsend's packaging of the magician as a fanatical idealist, shaping him into a crazy leader, and setting off a revolution in the magic world.

Until the day when the truth finally comes out, no one will know that magicians themselves don't exist, that these ideals are fabricated, and that the incredible powers that magicians display...are just tricks.

The mysterious and powerful power seen by the wizards only comes from the unknown of the magician's means.

For example, when in a tavern, Tang Sen was able to make a fortune teller and a magician appear in front of everyone at the same time, relying on the double paper figurine and the ability to create hallucinations.

And in the ensuing battle, no one would have thought that when the Aurors entered the tavern, the magician standing on the bar had become a nothingness image, and the spells of those Aurors were just attacking the air .

And the one who really controls all of this is the fortune-teller sitting on the bar.

Tricks are tricks after all. Naturally, Tang Sen knew that once the wizards were cast with the Iron Armor Curse, he would have nothing to do with them. If he tried to keep relying on these tricks to scare people, he would be exposed one day and collapsed. Just human.

Fortunately, the initiative is in my own hands, as long as the magician does not take the initiative to appear, no one can find the magician.

Townsend has plenty of time to develop.

"A month or two should be enough for Smaug to learn English."

"During this period, I have to pay close attention to acquiring Extraordinary characteristics and concentrate on studying ancient magic."

Walking out of the office, Tang Sen clearly felt the difference in the atmosphere in the castle.

The students still don't know what happened at the Leaky Cauldron just now. In fact, what they are discussing now is still about Tang Sen's prophecy in class yesterday, and whether the mysterious man is really resurrected.

Apparently, the students were divided into two factions, arguing with each other, but with more and more facts, the faction that didn't believe it was getting more and more exhausted. Inevitably, fear was in the castle Inner sprawl.

When Tang Sen stepped into the classroom of the divination class, he could see the different expressions of the little wizards in the first grade.

"Professor Tang, did you really predict the resurrection of the mysterious man yesterday!"

A student asked impatiently.

"To be precise, it's divination." Tang Sen said with a gentle attitude, "I use a divination technique called coin divination. I think that if some students have previewed the textbooks of the divination class, they should be able to have a certain degree of coin divination. learn."

He saw the uneasiness of the students, and said with a smile: "Students, don't worry about the mysterious person. At least here, at Hogwarts, I will never tolerate anyone hurting you."

His whole body exuded a warm aura, which made the young first-year students quiet down.

"Let adults handle the affairs of adults. Your task is to study hard and have a wonderful school life."

He shook the roster and said, "Okay, let's start the class."

The divination class ended smoothly. For Tang Sen, it was easy to deal with these 11-year-old children. Not surprisingly, after class, the little wizards' fear of the mysterious person had already turned into fear of the new divination professor. worship.

And this kind of admiration still spread in the classroom of the third-year students in the afternoon, until a week later, when Tang Sen finished all the divination classes for the week, the atmosphere at Hogwarts had returned to normal.

This can't help but make Professor McGonagall, who is deeply concerned about this matter, look with admiration. She obviously noticed the important role Townsend played in stabilizing the students' emotions, and she was willing to chat with him with a smile when she usually met.

As for Professor Umbridge, she is obviously avoiding Tang Sen on purpose. She does not interfere or comment on Tang Sen's behavior, and even ignores the students who preach that Voldemort has returned. on another matter.

Those words and thoughts about the magician in the Leaky Cauldron that flowed into Hogwarts Castle through various channels.

Umbridge hated such remarks, and she declared that any little wizard who dared to talk about the "magician" in the castle would be severely punished. I have to say that such a move is enough to be praised by the magician. Because of her prohibition, these thoughts spread among the little wizards at a faster speed.

As a result, poor Mr. Harry Potter was locked in Umbridge's office almost every night, and sometimes even Miss Hermione Granger, who was always a good student, was not spared being punished.

After all, both of them grew up in Muggle families, and Hermione's parents were all Muggles. Compared with other wizards, they can understand the "Internet" mentioned in the magician's speech better. ", and the psychology that Muggles might have.

However, Hermione was much calmer than Harry Potter's fanatical admiration of the magician's ideas. She pointed out that the magician's ideas might be exaggerated and unrealistic. Moreover, the other party killed someone. Among them was even Malfoy's father - everyone knew the news the next day, and they hadn't seen little Malfoy since that day.

Therefore, Hermione believes that even if the original intention described by the magician is good, such methods are really not kind, and are closer to those evil dark wizards.

Townsend didn't pay attention to the commotion in Hogwarts. Apart from attending classes these days, he has not been idle. Half of the digestive potion prepared by Professor Snape has been consumed. It can be seen that he has What an amazing appetite.

In addition, the research on ancient magic is also progressing steadily, but after all, Tang Sen does not have the slightest magical foundation, so the progress in this aspect is a bit slow. So far, Tang Sen has not been able to release even the simplest transfiguration. , not to mention those complex living body deformations.

On this day, Tang Sen was studying the transfiguration technique of ancient magic in his office when there was a knock on the office door.

Tang Sen didn't show any surprise. In fact, the students who came to the office to look for him in the past few days can be regarded as an endless stream, basically to ask Tang Sen to divination for them, and some parents even entrusted their children to come. It's for Townsend.

Their divination requirements can be described as various. Naturally, Tang Sen did not fully satisfy their requirements. Except for demonstrating a few times for some students who were really interested in divination and came to ask for advice, other requests were all rejected by Tang Sen. Sen politely declined.

Standing up, Townsend opened the door, unexpectedly, he saw Professor Snape standing in front of the door.

"I was going to find you, Professor Snape." Townsend stepped aside and motioned for him to come in: "Your potion is very useful, I hope to get more."

Snape: "."

"What did you do with my potion?"

"Promote digestion." Tang Sen said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will pay for it."

"Forget it, it's not about money." Snape stood still and said, "I'm here to convey Professor Dumbledore's invitation. He's waiting for you in the principal's office."

Tang Sen raised his eyebrows and said, "This is surprising. What does Professor Dumbledore want from me?"

Snape said with a straight face, "Aren't you a fortune teller? You should know better than me."

"No one will watch the future all the time, I only care about things that will bring danger." Tang Sen said: "Obviously, Professor Dumbledore's invitation is not within this scope."

Snape didn't speak, just walked away.

The smile on Tang Sen's face faded, he closed the office door, and thought for a moment.

Dumbledore's invitation was something he had expected a long time ago. After a period of brewing, the magician's reputation has grown. Although in various mainstream newspapers, this name is often linked to words such as murderer and dark wizard. But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the other party already has a small group of supporters.

As the first person to lead out the magician, and even lead Snape to meet him, Professor Dumbledore naturally would not easily ignore him.

Tang Sen thought that the other party's invitation would be earlier, but now it seems that Dumbledore may be very busy these days.

Also, Voldemort has just rescued his loyal Death Eaters from Azkaban, and the Order of the Phoenix led by Dumbledore will face even greater pressure, coupled with the increasingly crazy targeting of Fudge and Umbridge, The greatest white wizard of this century is probably a little bit battered.

Tang Sen raised his wrist and let the crystal pendant fall down.

"Dumbledore will use Legilimency on me."

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After reciting seven times, Tang Sen saw that the pendulum was slowly turning counterclockwise.

This did not reassure Tang Sen. He walked to the desk, took out a blank piece of paper, and wrote a line on it.

"Dumbledore's intention to invite me to talk."

After reading this line seven times silently in his heart, Tang Sen closed his eyes, leaned back, and entered the dreamland.

He could see an office where various moving portraits were neatly hung on the wall, and there was a wooden bracket in the corner, on which was perched a fiery red phoenix with long tail feathers.

In the middle of the picture, Professor Dumbledore in a gray robe is sitting on his chair, opposite him is Professor Snape in a black robe.

"I can confirm that on the day the magician appeared at the Leaky Cauldron, Professor Tang was also there."

It was Professor Snape's voice.

"Moreover, according to the news from the people present, Professor Tang had a brief communication with the magician. He made a prediction, which corroborated the magician's remarks about the Internet."

"Severus, do you have a different opinion about magicians now?" Dumbledore remained calm as usual.

"I still think he's a lunatic." Snape replied with a cold face, "But he hides his insanity behind plausible reasons, and I have to say that he is much more dangerous than I imagined. "

"As I said before, Severus, thoughts are the scariest thing." Dumbledore showed a reminiscing expression: "Many years ago, there was a person whose thoughts were similar to that of a magician, except that he Think wizards should rule Muggles, and this magician—”

"His goal is farther. He is trying to integrate the wizarding world and Muggles to form a more brilliant civilization." Speaking of this slogan, Dumbledore paused, and then continued: "There is no doubt that The magician's thoughts are more provocative, because no one can deny that his intentions are good, and the future he paints is even better."

"I've noticed." Snape's face became more ugly: "Unlike those who tried to change in the past, this person's thoughts can even incite those kind-hearted wizards. Many young wizards have begun to believe. I mean , and even believe in this person, especially those little wizards born in mixed blood or Muggle families."

"This includes Mr. Potter, who has expressed his vision of a civilization that combines magic and technology many times in public."

"Severus, you really paid attention to Harry as always." Dumbledore teased, and then returned to the topic in a measured manner: "How do you think we should treat magicians? Enemies? Friends?"

"At least not a friend." Snape replied without hesitation: "I was the first person to contact him, and I can see clearly that this is an ambitious man. If we don't stop him, it may lead to huge disasters." disaster."

Dumbledore nodded, and suddenly changed the subject: "What do you think of Professor Tang? I heard that the students like his class very much."

Snape showed a thoughtful look, and finally shook his head: "I still can't tell what purpose this person has, and whether it has anything to do with the magician."

"But what is certain is that he will not be on the side of the mysterious man."

"Tom's recent behavior has become more and more crazy." Dumbledore shook his head and said slowly: "He has controlled the dementors in Azkaban and has the support of giants. Now, they are closely Contacting various pure-blood families, I think, the day when he stands on the table is not far away."

"I really want to stop him, but there are still some key pieces of information that I haven't figured out, and there's still an important link that hasn't been resolved. Severus, I have an idea."

He stood up, walked in front of the phoenix, stroked the phoenix's feathers, and said, "Maybe we can use the magician's power. Judging from his current performance, he doesn't seem to be afraid of Tom, and Tom will never agree with it." His philosophy, they have no basis for cooperation."

Snape's expression faltered.

"Albus, you mean to start a fight between the magician and the You-Know-Who?"

"We need time." Dumbledore said, "We cannot allow either the magician or Tom to achieve their goals until everything is ready."

"But it's difficult." Snape frowned: "Obviously, neither magicians nor mysterious people are the type that can be manipulated, especially magicians. I'm pretty sure no one can shake his philosophy." .”

"There is one person who can." Dumbledore said, "Our divination professor."

"...he's not to be trusted," Snape said.

"I know, Severus." Dumbledore turned around, looked deeply at Snape, and said, "So, I need your help."

Snape froze for a moment, and understood Dumbledore's meaning, because the last time the other party spoke to him in this manner, he was asking him to be Voldemort's undercover agent.

He showed an absurd look, and asked in disbelief: "You want me to follow the magician? I have already."

"I know, I know, Severus." Dumbledore said with guilt in his tone, "This is difficult, but only you can do it, and only you can master the delicate balance among the three parties."

"Severus, I trust you."

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Snape was silent for a long time before he asked a word: "Albus, if the magician defeats the mysterious man. Although this possibility is very small, if it happens, does Harry Potter no longer need Facing the mysterious man?"

Dumbledore paused for a moment, then said, "As always, we will do our best to keep Harry safe, won't we?"

"I'll try," Snape whispered.

"Thank you." Dumbledore said sincerely: "Next, please inform Professor Tang."

"I need to talk to him."

The screen disappeared after that, and Tang Sen woke up from the dream divination.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Professor Dumbledore wants to play a big game of chess."

He stood up, straightened the folds of his clothes, and walked out of the office.

"It looks like the next conversation will be interesting."

　I'm too lazy to write chapters today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)