Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Chapter 106 Public Opinion Orientation

"How about, Professor Dumbledore, do you still expect a Forgetting Curse to make him forget?" Malfoy asked Dumbledore in a dark corner that the man could not see.?? W? W? W (v.? 8 ㈧ 1? Z? W ㈧.㈠㈠?

Not long ago, the two of them witnessed an independent performance by an addict who was addicted to drugs. Even though Dumbledore used the Forgetting Curse, his addiction still remained unremoved.

In order to alleviate the pain caused by addiction, he tried his best to divert his attention. The mental loneliness could not be eliminated, so it could only be used to relieve. The sweat on his face increased, and the feeling of emptiness in his heart was almost Wanting to swallow his whole person, he walked to the corner tremblingly, raised his fist, smashed it on the hard wall again and again, then knelt down on the ground again, and turned his head desperately. When he hit the wall, he didn't know why he felt so uncomfortable. This was the only way he could find a way to divert attention and use pain to dispel the pain.

Then his eyes became bloodshot, flushed, and his eyes cracked.This dullness was not enough to offset his discomfort. He began to subconsciously seek sharp weapons. Sharp objects can bring him deeper damage, which can bring him more effective pain, but he looked around. The room was empty and nothing was available.

Then you are left with yourself, and you can use your own teeth!

He shook his head, opened his mouth, and snapped one of his arms madly. A row of deep tooth marks and bloodshots appeared on it in an instant. It was shocking. It is hard to imagine that a person can He was so cruel to himself, but soon it became useless, even if a piece of meat was about to be bitten off, his pain only eased a little.

The ice and fire were twofold, suddenly cold and hot, and for a while, his body was like an ice cave, surrounded by cold and solid ice, and then he felt as if he was in an endless purgatory, and hot magma flowed past his body.

Is this hell?

may be.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and the door was locked, but the window had not been closed yet. He only felt that he, who is suffering from the pain of the ants, if he could not be relieved anymore, maybe a jump would be the best home. .

Compared with endless suffering, death is indeed a relief.

He crawled and hurried to the window, put his hand on the window, and the window was opened with a bang.

"Faint!" As he climbed up the window to stop himself, a spell hit him, interrupting his suicidal behavior and the pain he felt.

The two walked out of the shadows.

"Why is this?" Dumbledore looked at the man's miserable face and couldn't bear it, so he asked immediately.

"According to Muggle's words, detoxification requires both heart addiction and body addiction. When he becomes addicted, he is doomed to have an organic disease in his brain, which cannot be recovered." Malfoy said while using himself His wand pointed to his head.

"So, detoxification is just a false proposition, and his behavior just now is the work of body addiction." Malfoy said that there was a cruel smile on his face, which made Dumbledore's heart chill.

"When a person chooses this path, his social attributes have disappeared. In other words, we can no longer treat him as a person."

"As food for the dementor, perhaps the best place for him to squander his residual heat, I can hardly imagine his contribution to society.",

"There are hotbeds of evil everywhere around here. This person is dead, and there are more drug addicts drunk and dying in places we don't know. I can still provide him with stable drug money. Maybe he has to thank me."

Dumbledore fell into silence again. He could not count how many shocks he had received today. Even if he subconsciously did not accept Malfoy's approach, he could not find any reason to refute it.

This is the bottom of Muggle society, crime is everywhere, and it is not the drug addiction that this student lured him into.

The potency of this medicine is so strong that even if hundreds of dementors absorb it on one person at the same time, it is more than enough and will not cause more harm.

Even if he has the heart, he is also powerless. The forgetting curse just now clearly shows that even if he forgets the concepts related to drugs and the pleasure that can be called bliss, the evil factor has already penetrated into his bones and can never be shaken off.

Maybe I feel uncomfortable, just because I can't help you because I see such a poor person, I feel powerless.Dumbledore thought so.

"By the way, professor, you can actually try it before you die. After all, it is the happiest thing. Wouldn't it be a shame not to experience it once in your life?"

"Even so, I wouldn't choose it." Dumbledore shook his head indifferently, avoiding it like a snake.

"why?"

"Because I at least want to die with dignity." Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

"Actually, I think so too." Malfoy shrugged meaninglessly. If people experience the endless pleasure when they are about to reach the end, they may regret why they didn't start enjoying it earlier.

Maybe you will leave with regret?

What's more, there are still wizards, the power of nature, if Dumbledore really tried it, and he was reluctant to die and become the second Dark Lord, it would be great fun.

However, a person who is truly self-disciplined will not try these things, and it is not that one's will can be manifested by being contaminated and abstaining.

Keeping away is always the best way.

"Well, let's not discuss this heavy topic, so now, professor, are you satisfied with my solution?" Malfoy asked afterwards.

"Yeah." Dumbledore nodded, his answer was very short, and then he walked to the window and silently stared at the bright moon outside the window, without saying a word, except for occasional sighs.

"Some people are not worth saving and protecting." Malfoy's voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"Perhaps." Dumbledore sighed, his tone full of helplessness, as if at this moment he was no longer the most powerful and respected wizard in the world, but just an old man powerless in the face of suffering.

Da da da....

Dumbledore tapped the glass window in front of him with his magic wand, making such a noise, and such meaningless actions can often relieve people's anxiety.

"I am very interested in you right now, Draco." Dumbledore turned around, helped his half-moon lens on his nose, and said in a very different and curious tone than before.

He has adjusted his mood now. There is not so much time for him to feel sad. He shoulders many responsibilities. If the leader can't control his emotions, how can he convince the crowd.

But the puzzle in his heart is still getting deeper and deeper, and his student is full of mysteries, making him want to find out.

"It feels really subtle to be said by a male elder." Malfoy murmured silently, but he still casually explained, "What is there to be curious about? Professor, I just read more books. No matter, in Muggle society, these are all simple common sense."

"Oh?" Dumbledore's tone stretched, still looking at the student in front of him with scrutiny eyes.

"Then take it as such." Dumbledore twisted his beard and said helplessly.

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On the second day after the dementors attacked the players in the Quidditch match, the students were surprised to find that the dementors outside the school gate had disappeared collectively, and they were all secretly guessing what happened. What, the biggest possibility is that Dumbledore was angry and had a big fight with the Ministry of Magic, and then the Ministry gave up the means they had arranged at Hogwarts.

"It's impossible." Ron said swearingly at the dinner table. "My dad often tells me that the current Minister of Magic can no longer listen to other people's suggestions, let alone that he has a relationship with our principal. Not good."

He lowered his voice now and continued: "I heard that the principal had actually made a strong protest at the time, but it failed. Now I think Fudge will definitely not give in, even if his disobedient men make mistakes. He will do his best to maintain it."

"His coming on stage is really a tragedy." Ron sighed and looked down at his arm, thinking that his injury was almost over, and he felt a little lighthearted.

"Then the dementors around our school have indeed disappeared." Simon asked curiously. This is one of his roommates.

"Then I don't know anymore." Ron stretched out his intact hand to the table, took a piece of lamb pie he liked, and ate it. "Maybe they were scared by our headmaster."

"Ahem." Ron's face started to flush, perhaps because he was eating too fast and talking at the same time, he was choked.

It was some students next to him who helped him and used a spell to solve the problem.

This is just an episode.

The dinner time quickly ended. When the students were about to stand up and prepare to return to their lounge and dormitory, the door of the auditorium suddenly closed tightly with a "quack".

"Everyone." Dumbledore's voice echoed throughout the auditorium."I have some small things that need to be notified, so I need to take up a few minutes of everyone's time. I hope everyone can go back to where they ate just now and listen to me say a few words."

So the students all sat down again.

"Yeah." Dumbledore glanced around, cleared his throat, and said in his characteristic thick voice: "I think everyone has discovered today that our school has returned to its former calm, right?"

There were rustling and whispering voices from the audience. A Hufflepuff student said loudly, "Yes, principal, those nasty monsters have disappeared from our sight. This is you. Did you do it?" His eyes were full of admiration and admiration.

"Oh, although I would rather be the hero in your eyes, but unfortunately, it is not my credit." At this time Dumbled's extra light swept across Slytherin, using his blue eyes. He glanced at Malfoy before continuing: "I was also a little angry after the unfortunate accident yesterday, so I immediately chose to write to the current Minister of Magic to communicate and express my dissatisfaction."

"You know, Owl's degree is not so fast, so I need to get a response at least the next day."

Dumbledore paused.

"But there was an accident." He said in a complicated tone, waving his wand randomly towards the door, and a copy of "Daily Prophet" appeared out of thin air at every student's desk.

The cover of the newspaper explained all this well-Fudge stood in front of Azkaban's door with a frustrated look, and wrote in extremely bold bold letters on it: Dereliction of the Minister of Magic?How long can Cornelie Fudge serve as minister?

"Since the mysterious man was defeated by our saviour star, our wizarding world has gradually restored the peace of the past. In the following years, our lives have gradually returned to normal. Peace is hard-won, I think everyone We all know that the current Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge became the Minister of Magic after Millicent’s resignation in 199o. What we have to admit is that he was lucky. He was in the Ministry of Magic. The high-status Batty Crouch was not qualified for this position due to his own personal reasons, and the respected Mr. Dumbledore also resigned from this position, so he was allowed to-Fudge, a mediocre who may be the most sloppy mediocre in history. In this position related to the future of our wizarding world."

The following words are starting to count the moths born during Fudge's reign, from normal decision-making and execution, and even including a comprehensive analysis of private life.

Why did Azkaban, who had never had a prison escape, be born during his reign?Could it be that he deducted the Auror's salary and made his own money?Why do dementors get out of control so often, it’s not enough to wreak havoc in the Muggle world, and even the safest place in the wizarding world has been tainted by them.

Is this a group of obedient guards or an unstable bomb that may rebel at any time?

Maybe we didn’t know it yesterday, but today the facts are obvious. There is no doubt that it is the latter.

Overnight, whether it was the dementors around Hogwarts, the dementors who searched for fugitives elsewhere, or even the dementors who guarded Azkaban, overnight!All rebellion!Disappeared without a trace!

Now we can turn to the subject and talk about the criminals of Azkaban. Except for Black who has escaped, in fact, among the wizards who have been eroded by the dementors in Azkaban for many years, there are still a few wizards who can keep them awake. Mind.

Under the dual effects of the Dementors and Aurors, their supervision can still be guaranteed, but after the Dementors strike, it is difficult to imagine how a few wizards in that district will deal with these vicious and sober wizards.

Just a little bit, we may usher in the darkest day in the wizarding history today, Azkaban’s collective escape from prison, bringing endless riots to society, and even seriously affecting our principle of confidentiality in front of Muggles.

Fortunately, our first wizard arrived in time, and a catastrophic disaster was eliminated. Otherwise, perhaps the headlines you see today are other things you don't want to see.(To be continued.)