Not long ago, the outcome of Lucius Malfoy's appeal to the Ministry of Magic appeared to be based on the testimony of the witnesses in court and the jury's vote that the plaintiff Lucius Malfoy's appeal was rejected.

However, Albus Dumbledore, as the headmaster of Hogwarts, did not fulfill his due responsibilities as the organizer of the Triwizard Tournament, because oversight led to the occurrence of vicious kidnapping incidents, especially the victims were foreign friends who participated in the competition. , caused great damage to the image of the British wizarding community, and also damaged the friendship between the three famous wizarding schools.

According to the investigation, Albus Dumbledore set up an unofficially recognized organization in private - the Order of the Phoenix. What we know is that Mr. Dumbledore's patron saint form and pet are all phoenixes. Does this mean that this organization Is it his personal soldier? At least for now, their organization remains independent of the Ministry of Magic, which claims to be unaware of its composition.

The headmaster of Hogwarts does not seem to be as indifferent to fame and fortune as everyone thinks.

Without the fancy brushwork of Rita Skeeter, the Daily Prophet still acts as the mouthpiece of the Ministry of Magic, keen to block Dumbledore.

Malfoy's father took the blame for his behavior and took the initiative to apply for a suspension. He quickly recovered. It must be said that Umbridge played a great role.

"He's just a poor father, there's no evidence that father and son are connected in this accident, Mr Lucius is completely kept in the dark, and his wife is in tears all day."

This is a slanted report from the Daily Prophet.

"Boom thump..." The oak door of Dumbledore's office rang at this time. At this time, the end of the period was approaching, and he didn't know who would come to his office.

"Come in, the password is "mountain steak. ' Dumbledore put away the bronze double-sided mirror in front of him and put it on his desk.

Then a curly-haired girl with brown hair pushed open the door and walked in. The silverware was breathing out illusory white smoke, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

"Huh? Miss Granger, it's a coincidence that I also have something to look for you." Dumbledore's silver eyebrows were raised, the dense smoke did not prevent him from identifying the person coming, and then he showed a kind smile.

"Hateful hemp wizard." The portrait on the wall opened his eyes inappropriately, woke up from his deep sleep and said.

"Phineas, if you'll be quiet, I'd like to be nice to all of us." Dumbledore glared at the old man with his sharp blue eyes.

The portrait immediately shut up.

"He's the former headmaster of Hogwarts, but maybe he's a little out of his mind," Dumbledore explained to Hermione.

"I know, I've seen his picture on 'A Hogwarts: A School History'." Hermione glanced at the portrait quickly, then whispered.

Phineas glanced at Hermione contemptuously, but didn't make any more rude words, closed his eyelids, and seemed to fall into a deep sleep again.

"Professor Dumbledore, I want to ask..." Hermione hesitated for a while before speaking with difficulty.

"Is there any news about that Miss Delacour?" She took a deep breath before struggling to say, her eyes were full of hope and panic, eager for the truth, but also afraid of the truth.

"Huh?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, then stared at Hermione slightly, without answering her question directly.

"Miss Granger, I wish you could see this?"

"A letter of appointment?" Hermione whispered as she took the parchment.

"I probably won't be at Hogwarts next year, the Ministry of Magic has put me in a virtual position..."

"Of course this is different from what they usually do. When Fudge was in office, he was very suspicious that I would compete for his power, so he tried to suppress me as much as possible, but now it is completely different."

"I suspect that there are some moles in the Ministry of Magic, or that some high-level people are controlled by Voldemort."

"Forget it, these matters should have nothing to do with you." Dumbledore shook his head, then changed the subject.

"You know Harry gets headaches from time to time, the scar to be precise, right?" Dumbledore asked Hermione.

"Uh... um." Hermione nodded slowly, and Harry even fainted from the headache that time.

"The scar was left to him by Voldemort. I guess that Voldemort can connect with Harry's thoughts through a mysterious connection. There have been many cases to verify my guess. This is not worth it. Good news"

"These are all very secret things, don't you tell me you're not afraid of me..." Hermione didn't continue speaking.

"I had hoped that Professor Snape would teach Harry." Dumbledore paused here. "He is one of the most proficient in brain defense that I know of."

"But as far as I know, Harry didn't do well in Potions, and they didn't get along well, did they?"

Hermione nodded again.

"Harry might be very resistant to Snape's teaching..."

"Why don't you teach him yourself?" Hermione asked, plucking up the courage.

"Indeed, I think so too, but you have also seen this appointment letter, I may not be in school for too long next time, and there is a more important reason - now I can't behave rightly Harry is too concerned, if Voldemort knew that the relationship between me and Harry was much closer than the relationship between the headmaster and the students should be, he would take this opportunity and use Harry to spy I.".

"What do you mean?"

"You teach Harry as a friend."

"Yes, but I don't know Occlumency either." Hermione stammered, bowing her head and looking at the spinning silverware with some dodging eyes.

"You're the smartest witch I've ever met, Miss Granger." Dumbledore smiled, not begrudging his compliments, then stood up from the old rattan chair and walked a short distance away In front of a black cabinet at the place, he bent down, took out a book, walked over to Hermione, and handed it to her.

The cover of the book "Barriers of Mind - Introduction and Mastery of Occlumency" is a slightly yellowish old color, and the title is written in large gilded letters.

"I hope you can learn from Leah this holiday and teach it to Harry, and as compensation, I may be able to reduce some of your holiday homework for you, Miss Granger."

"No, no, Professor Dumbledore, it doesn't matter." Hermione shook her head quickly and said anxiously, as if she was afraid that her homework would be cancelled.

"There is one more thing to apologize for. Actually, Professor McGonagall recommended you as the prefect of Gryffindor, and I agreed, but maybe for this reason, I have to put it aside for a while. How about sixth grade?"

Hermione nodded,

"If you don't understand anything, you can write to me with an owl, and I can help you in the last few days." Then Dumbledore closed his eyes, sat back on the chair, and rubbed it. The eyelids looked a little troubled.

"As for the question you asked me just now, you didn't really want to know about Miss Delacour, did you? Maybe not so urgent, right?"

Hermione's face was slightly red at first, and then turned pale in an instant.

She was a little scared to know the truth.

"This answer may be known after you learn this magic. It may be very good for your previous memory recovery." Dumbledore stared at Hermione gently with his azure blue eyes, and said meaningfully. .

Only then did Hermione remember that there was a blank in her memory before, and she also subconsciously thought it was very important, trying to restore it to no avail.

"Does it really work?" Hermione was suspicious.

"It's only possible." Dumbledore smiled, staring at Hermione with azure blue eyes, but it only gave her enough confidence and no pressure.

The time is now approaching the end of the Hogwarts term, and soon, they will have a long summer vacation. ) !!

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