Living peacefully at Hogwarts - Chapter 339
Ministry of Magic, London, United Kingdom.
[The horror mushroom monster has discovered America!
Dumbledore frowned when he looked at the Daily Prophet in his hand.
After pondering for a while, he relaxed again and picked up the honey tea at hand.
No matter how powerful, there is always something that cannot be achieved.
Let the American Auror take care of the matter in the American magic world.
At this moment, Lupin’s low voice suddenly came from outside the door.
“Minister Dumbledore, someone is looking for you, and he said he has an appointment with you.”
“Oh?”
Dumbledore was taken aback and put down his teacup.
No one has an appointment with him…
“Invite him in.”
In the end, the old man suppressed the doubts in his heart and planned to meet the mysterious man.
“Yes.”
Lupin, who was promoted to secretary to the Minister of Magic, said softly, opening the door to Dumbledore’s office for the visitors.
“Old sir, please come in.”
Pushing the door in was an old man about the same age as Dumbledore: a bald head, no hat, a black coat and a red scarf, one eye was dim and one was bright and clear.
“Hiss~”
Seeing someone coming, Dumbledore gasped.
This guy is so bold!
“Why, not welcome?”
Gellert scanned the decor of Dumbledore’s office, and he smiled, revealing his neat but clean teeth.
“Lupin, go ahead and talk to this gentleman.”
Dumbledore suppressed the emotion in his heart and turned his head to speak to the werewolf secretary.
“Yes, Mr. Dumbledore.”
One of the conditions for Lupin to be the secretary of the Minister of Magic is that his mouth is tight enough.
Don’t ask if you should ask.
Shutting the door obediently, he left the office without turning his head back.
“Okay, tell me what you’re here for, old man.”
Fingers crossed on the table, and a sharp light flashed across Dumbledore’s half-moon glasses.
Dangerous people must be taken seriously.
Gettler smiled, not taking Dumbledore’s attitude seriously.
“I’m so old, do you think I will make a fuss about the Ministry of Magic? I am not “Magic Lord Sauron”…”
He deliberately increased his tone on the word “Devil”, and he stared at Dumbledore with a smile.
“You say yes, Mr. Minister.”
Hearing this, Dumbledore’s heart trembled suddenly.
Does Gellert know the true identity of “Sauron”?
“Ha ha.”
Keenly aware of Dumbledore’s reaction, Gellert’s smile became brighter.
The relationship between Sauron and Dumbledore (adoptive father and son) was guessed by him,
However, it should be the same.
“I have something to say.”
Dumbledore still had that serious expression, and refused to show any flaws.
Gellert shrugged and stepped forward.
He just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by the opponent’s cold voice.
“I warn you not to sit on my desk!”
With three black lines above his head, Dumbledore’s eyelids were beating for a while.
Is sitting at the desk a common problem in the “Grindelwald” family?
“If you don’t sit, don’t sit, why are you so excited.”
Gellert said in a slanderous tone, and sat down on the hospitality sofa with his legs upright.
“I just wanted to come to you to ask about Klein. Otherwise, do you think I would be interested in you as a bad old man?”
Upon hearing this, Dumbledore sneered.
“To tell you the truth, the situation is not optimistic.” Wrong Fiction www.wcxs.net
not optimistic?
Gettler made a “thump” in his heart, but barely maintained his composure.
“What do you say?”
“You may not understand Klein’s temperament. Although he looks good at talking, he has his own ideas. You can’t rub the sand in his eyes.”
Dumbledore pointed to Gellert.
“He won’t accept you.”
“impossible!”
Gettler stood up suddenly and stared at Dumbledore.
“I am his relative, how could he…how could it be…”
The voice became smaller and weaker, and he became less and less confident. Obviously, he also investigated Klein’s experience on the streets of Berlin.
“That’s the situation.”
Dumbledore spread his hands out, with an expression of “I have helped you, don’t blame me”.
“Is there no remedy?”
When I was young, I didn’t realize the use of my family. That kind of thing was just a stumbling block on Tyranny’s road.But when he was half buried in loess, Gellert’s desire for family affection surpassed everything.
It doesn’t need to be anything, even a nominal family member…
“Oh~”
When Gellert had become like this, Dumbledore felt a lot of emotion in his heart.Blinking his eyes, he came up with an idea.
“Otherwise, give you more opportunities to get along with Klein?”
“Good, good, this method is good!”
Gellert nodded repeatedly as his eyes lit up.
“Aren’t you the principal of Hogwarts? You directly put me into the school…”
“No way!”
Unexpectedly, Dumbledore rejected the opponent decisively the moment Gellert spoke.
What is Hogwarts?
school!
Inside is a group of students who have not been able to protect themselves.
Good guy, putting in the original “Dark Lord” is not equivalent to putting a wolf into the flock?
“you do not believe me!”
Gettler was anxious and stared into Dumbledore’s eyes.
“It’s not a question of believe it or not. Now all the teaching posts in the school are full.”
Dumbledore had good reasons.
This kind of thing is a carrot and a pit.
Their Hogwarts family has a small business and has no extra salary to hire a former terrorist who is proficient in dark magic.
“I can be a handyman or a cleaner. I don’t teach. I just need to find a position in school. Any position will do.”
Teaching?
Stop teasing, Gettler is not interested in other bear kids.
“The cleaner?”
Dumbledore looked at Gellert in surprise.
“Are you sure you can be a cleaner?”
In his impression, Gellert has never been in touch with labor.
“Why, don’t you believe it? I have to show you today if I can be a cleaner.”
Gellert grinned, did not sit down, and took out his wand directly and pointed it at the hanging painting in Dumbledore’s office.
“I have been studying household spells recently, and I have seen the first results. Look, “Look like new!”
With a “bang”, the precious paintings became torn apart.
When the atmosphere was quiet, the scene became a little weird…
“Cough cough, mistake, old age, leaks in the mouth, “as good as ever.”
With a soft cough, Gellert used a “restoration charm” and touched his bald head embarrassedly.
“It was an accident just now, I’ll do it again…”
“Wait!”
Seeing that the other party hadn’t stopped his hand yet, Dumbledore hurriedly exhorted him.
“Your magic is very good, you don’t need to demonstrate it anymore, please take back the magic wand!”
After pondering for a few seconds, he sighed.
“Well, Mr. Grindelwald, congratulations, you have been accepted.”