Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Ivan looked at Hermione’s "Daily Prophet" collection piece by piece. These reports directly described Dumbledore as an old child who was old and frail, and scorned by his own temperament.

The last report also wrote.

[He is too old. We can't expect a wizard over a hundred years old to stay sensible at all times. It is extremely dangerous for such an unconscious person to continue to serve as Headmaster of Hogwarts.

For the sake of the next generation, what we should do most is to let this once legendary wizard stay at home and recover from illness...]

"Well, when you read a story book, it's quite interesting..." Ivan put the newspaper down and said with a grudge.

"This is not the time to make a joke, Ivan! There are also many reports about you..." Hermione stared at him dissatisfied.

"Well, are you there?" Ivan reopened the newspaper and read it.

Under Hermione's guidance, Ivan quickly found news about herself on another page of the Daily Prophet.

The above did not say anything good, and described him as an arrogant and quirky genius. In order to be popular, Dumbledore was concealed from Dumbledore, and Harry and Harry concocted the resurrection of the mysterious man.

There is even a report alluding that he was born in Knockout Alley and formed a gang in school to become the next mysterious person.

"It's too...trick" Ivan's mouth twitched involuntarily, and said very speechlessly.

Needless to say, the Ministry of Magic must have put pressure on the Daily Prophet, or the editor who wrote the article would have no guts to make such a mess.

That means Dumbledore's mentality is good. If you switch to Voldemort, the entire newspaper will be slaughtered for you.

Thinking of this, Ivan felt a little headache. Although he read these news as a joke, some wizards might really believe it over time.

The most important thing is that Ivan will not find a solution for a while.

Don't look at him holding Rita Skeeter's handle, but the other party is just an editor of the Daily Prophet, who can't decide anything. Even if he is willing to write some articles that are beneficial to him, he may not be able to pass the review.

And don’t even think about negotiations. Last time I became Dumbledore and said he was going to run for Minister of Magic, but he let go of these people’s pigeons and made the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet angry enough. Now the newspaper scolds so harshly. There is no sense of revenge.

"The news of Voldemort's resurrection clearly has so many people to testify! How can they do this..." Harry bit a shortbread fiercely, as if it were Fudge.

"Because for Minister Fudge, we are all Professor Dumbledore's people, and what we said may come from his instruction, so it cannot be used as evidence..." Hermione took out a thick book and continued vowing.

"And Minister Fudge has no choice. He can only believe that the mysterious man is dead, otherwise he will end up as the Minister of Magic."

Ivan looked at Hermione’s copy of "From Little Clerk to Minister of Magic—How Wizards Go to the Peak of Power", feeling a bit complicated. He gave this book to Hermione only temporarily, but he didn't expect her to be true. Have a good look.

As Hermione said, Fudge did not completely believe in Voldemort's resurrection, but the current situation did not allow him to believe it.

After all, Fudge chose to stand on the side of conservatives before and won the support of many people. Now he can only walk to the dark, otherwise it would be equivalent to denying everything he did, which would shake the foundation of Fudge's rule.

Apart from other things, just the fact that the messy things he had done before were exposed, the angry wizards would blast him off the stage for the first time, and perhaps he would be ruined and liquidated.

For a politician like Fudge, his own interests are the first thing. If you can't become a minister, what good is the development of the magical world?

So even in the event of a Dementor riot, Dwarf’s escape from prison, Fudge would prefer to believe that all of this was Dumbledore’s conspiracy.

After dinner, Dumbledore quickly got up and announced the dissolution of the teachers and students of the school, and the sound of a collision of tables, chairs and benches soon sounded around.

"I'm going to show the freshmen in the first grade. You should go back first." Hermione picked up the book in her arms and greeted the freshmen in Gryffindor to come and gather.

Ron on the side kept fiddling with the prefect badge hung on his chest, took a few deep breaths, and looked a little nervous.

After Ivan said hello to the two, he took Harry back to the Gryffindor lounge.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, Seamus and Neville are already inside, seeming to be talking about something.

Seeing the two coming in, Neville said happily."Harry, Ivan, you just came here, we were talking about you just now."

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked curiously.

"Harry, where did you go the night you received your award last semester?" Seamus hesitated.

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago? Peter Pettigrew disguised himself as Sirius with the compound soup and brought me to Voldemort, and then Ivan and the others rescued me." Harry was a little impatient. Said, and then suddenly realized something.

"Wait...you don't believe us?"

"Of course...Of course I would like to believe you." Seamus looked at Ivan, said slyly, and then continued desperately.

"But my mother thinks that Professor Dumbledore is mentally abnormal. She doesn't believe that the mysterious person is still alive, and thinks you are lying... If it weren't for me to insist, she wouldn't plan to let me come to school."

"Professor Dumbledore is mentally upset? Is she crazy? How could she think that?" Harry was shaking with anger.

After Voldemort's resurrection, the Ministry of Magic and the Daily Prophet did nothing, which added confusion. Only Dumbledore chose to stand up and expose the truth, but he was slandered as old and confused and mentally abnormal. He really couldn't swallow this breath.

"Okay, stop arguing." Ivan interrupted the argument between the two, looked at Seamus, and said."You are fifteen years old, Seamus, you should have your own judgment. You were there when the riots occurred on the day of the game. Think about it."

"Don't forget, no one in the first grade wanted to believe what you said, even if they were true." Ivan patted Seamus on the shoulder.

"So I'm not mistaken, you really rode a dragon flying in the forbidden forest that day?" Seamus's face flushed red. He told many people about this story, but they all regarded it as a joke.

"How else do you think I defeated Professor Chino?" Ivan shrugged and said with a smile."Sometimes the truth is only in the hands of a few people."

(PS: I will post the two-in-one chapter tomorrow, maybe your perception will be better.)