HP Magic Biography

There was silence. Madam Pomfrey was standing motionless at the foot of Harry's bed, her hand covering her mouth.

Mrs. Weasley stood facing Harry, putting her hand on his shoulder to keep him from getting up. Bill, Ron, and Hermione were staring at Fudge, in a posture of...

"If you are determined to blindfold, Connelly," Dumbledore said solemnly, "then we have to go our separate ways. You walk on your log bridge, and I walk on my Yangguan Road."

There was no threat in Dumbledore's voice, but it made Fudge angrily, as if Dumbledore was walking towards him with a magic wand.

"Look at this, Dumbledore," Fudge said threateningly, waving his finger. "I always give you autonomy. I respect you. Maybe I disagree with some of your decisions, but I kept quiet. There won't be many. People will let you hire a werewolf, or keep Hagrid or decide what to teach your students without referring to the minister’s advice. But if you insist on doing it—"

"This is the only one I want to oppose," Dumbledore said. "That's Voldemort, and if you oppose him, Connelly, then we will be on the side."

Fudge seemed speechless.

His little feet swayed for a while. His black bowler hat was spinning in his hand. At last he spoke, with some plea in his voice.

"He can't come back. It can't be..."

Snape crossed Dumbledore, stepped forward, and rolled the sleeve of his left hand. He stretched out his forearm to show Fudge, who asked and flinched.

"Here," Snape said harshly, "Look here, this dark mark. It's not as clear as it was when it was burned to the black about an hour ago, but it can still be seen. Every Pippy Rabbit has this. The block was branded by the Dark Lord. This is how he summons us, and also a way to distinguish each other. When he touches any Death Eater's mark, we will immediately disappear and appear beside him. This mark It became clearer throughout the year. So did Karkaroff. Do you know why Karkaroff would run away tonight? We all felt the mark burning. We all knew he was back. Karkaroff was scared. It is the Dark Lord who will avenge his betrayal, so that he is not sure that he will be welcomed back to the group."

Fudge stepped back slightly. He was shaking his head and didn't seem to hear what Snape was saying.

Fudge looked at the ugly mark on Snape's hand, the Dark Mark, with disgust, then looked up at Dumbledore.

"I don't know what tricks you and your people are playing with Dumbledore, but I have heard enough. I don't want to say anything. Dumbledore, I will contact you tomorrow to discuss school management. I have to return. The ministry has gone."

After speaking, Fudge walked away quickly.

When he reached the door, he stopped, turned around, strode into the dormitory, and stopped beside Harry's bed.

"This is the money you won," he said shortly. He took a large bag of gold from his pocket and put it on the counter next to Harry's bed. "A thousand gold gallons should have an award ceremony. But in this case..."

Fudge stuffed the black top hat on his head, went out and slammed the door shut. As soon as he left, Dumbledore turned to look at the group of people beside Harry's bed.

"I have something to do," he said. "Molly... can I rely on you and Arthur?"

"Of course," Mrs. Weasley said. She has white lips, but her face is determined. "He knows the true face of Fudge. It was Arthur's love for the Magh that prevented him from returning to the ministry over the years. Fudge felt that he lacked proper wizarding pride."

"Then I have to send a message to him," Dumbledore said. "We have to notify everyone who can be persuaded by us. Arthur happens to contact those in the department who are not as short-sighted as Connelly."

"I'm going to find Dad," Bill stood up and said, "I'll go now!"

"Excellent," said Dumbledore, "tell him what happened. Tell him I will contact him directly soon. But he must be cautious if Fudge thinks I'm in the Intervention Department—"

"Leave it to me!" Bill said.

He patted Harry on the shoulder, kissed his mother on the cheek, put on his cloak and strode out of the room.

"Mimilewa," Dan Bodo said, turning to McConaughey, "I want to see Hagrid in the office as soon as possible, and Mrs. Maxim, if she wants to come."

Professor McGonagall nodded, and left without saying anything.

"Pomfrey," Dumbledore said to Madam Pomfrey, "Can you go down to Professor Moody's office. There, I think you will find a very sad little elf. Do your best to serve her And take her to the kitchen. I think you will take care of her for us."

"Very good!" said Madam Pomfrey. She looked a little surprised, and then she also left.

Dumbledore was sure that the door was closed, Madam Pomfrey's footsteps disappeared, and he began to speak.

"Now," he said, "it's our two members' turn to recognize each other's true colors. Sirius,...please change back to your usual shape."

The **** dog looked up at Dumbledore, and then, after a while, became a person.

Mrs. Weasley screamed and leaned back on the bed.

"Sirius! Shouldn't you be looking for the murderer outside?" she screamed, pointing at him.

Molly knows the consequences of an Auror's resignation, especially a head like Scrimgeour...

"Mom, stop calling," Ron said, "this is normal."

Snape didn't scream, nor did he jump back, but there was an expression of anger and fear on his face.

"He!" he roared, staring at Sirius, who also looked disgusted. "What is he doing here?"

"I invited him here." Dumbledore looked at them and said, "Just like you~www.readwn.com~Severus, I trust the two of you. It's time for you to abandon the differences in the past and each other Trust it."

Harry felt that Dumbledore seemed to be forcing a miracle, which was perfectly proven last semester.

Sirius and Snape were staring at each other in disgust.

"I think in a short period of time," Dumbledore said, with a slight impatience in his voice. "To eliminate open hostility, you must shake hands and make peace and stand on the united front. Time is short, unless we know the truth. Of people unite together, otherwise there is no hope."

Very slowly—but they were still staring at each other, as if hoping they would be ill—Sirius and Snape walked towards each other and shook hands. But it was released soon.

"This can go on," Dumbledore said, and he walked among the crowd again.

"Now I have work for you two. Fudge's attitude, although not unpredictable. Sirius, I want to leave immediately. You go to warn Lupin, Eli Figg, and Mandungus. Fleis ——The old people. Stay at Lupin’s house and I will contact you there."