Ask Dumbledore For Help? A Mutually Beneficial Arrangement Is Better!

(Hogwarts headmaster's office.)

Dumbledore was staring blankly at everything around him, thinking about what to do next.

He wasn't ready for Harry's final showdown with Quirrell.

If he were to ask Snape for help, he was afraid that Quirrell would take the opportunity to do something they didn't know.

And Snape was going to be watching two people now, he simply didn't have the time for anything else.

How about asking Minerva McGonagall to help?

Dumbledore shook his head quickly, dismissing the idea.

Professor McGonagall is a woman of integrity and would never agree to spy on someone.

Just when Dumbledore was at his wits end, Lucas' voice came from downstairs.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, may I come in?"

Dumbledore adjusted his mood and said, "Of course, Lucas, I'm glad you came to see me."

...

It was still the round table where the two talked last time.

There are still many sweets on the table.

Seeing this, Lucas took out some candies from the lottery.

"Principal, do you want to try?"

Compared with the previous attitude Lucas was obviously more respectful this time around and this made Dumbledore very curious.

What the hell happened that can make this mature boy become like this.

"Oh, cockroach clusters, one of my favorite snacks."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he threw a lifelike cockroach into his mouth.

"Lucas, what's the matter this time, do you need something from this old man?"

"Yes professor, I need your help."

Lucas took out the letter he received on Halloween.

He saved this letter at that time, just for this moment.

Seeing the contents of the letter even Dumbledore couldn't help frowning.

"Oh, Minister Orwell seems to have gotten carried away with rage."

"Headmaster, Minister Orwell is coming to visit. He said he is visiting England, but everyone can see that he is looking for trouble."

Dumbledore nodded approvingly, but stopped talking.

After a while of thinking, he returned the letter to Lucas and said, "I remember you grew up in Austria, who has taken care of you all these years?"

Lucas first showed a puzzled expression.

It seemed strange why Dumbledore was asking this question.

"It's Aunt Vinda Rosier, does the Headmaster know her?"

"Of course, Vinda Rosier, the thorny rose of France, was a charming, proud and powerful witch."

"Since you are an old friend of Aunt Vinda, it's time to..."

Not waiting for Lucas to finish speaking.

Dumbledore shook his head regretfully.

"Lucas, I'm very sorry, in fact yesterday was my last day as the school's headmaster, I've been suspended and have to leave school today."

"Merlin! How could they do this!"

Lucas looked at the "friendly" old man in surprise.

"You are the greatest wizard of this century, they can't be so unreasonable."

"Thank you for speaking up, Lucas, I actually think so too."

Dumbledore sighed when he finished. This time he was not pretending, but really felt helpless.

He was planning to find some old friends after he left school.

He just hopes that his suspension order can be revoked as soon as possible.

"Sorry, Lucas, I'm afraid I can't help you with this, but I will tell Minerva, at least you won't be taken away easily."

"This is Hogwarts, and you are a student of Hogwarts, don't worry!"

Of course Lucas couldn't rest assured.

What he needed was the intimidation of Dumbledore.

Seeing Dumbledore put on his wizard hat and prepare to leave, Lucas suddenly said: "Headmaster, maybe I can solve your suspension order."

Dumbledore stopped walking, and looked at the boy sitting on the sofa in surprise.

Maybe he was afraid that he didn't hear clearly.

The boy said again: "You know, although my family is full of elderly people, the advantage of the elderly is that they know more people."

"And I'm planning to do business with the Malfoy family recently, maybe I can ask the Malfoy family to help!"

When Lucas finished speaking, Dumbledore was back in his seat.

Seeing that Lucas has become completely different from before, Dumbledore understood everything.

Letters from Slytherin students, suspension orders early the next morning. Behind all these things is the shadow of the blond boy in front of him.

This conversation is also a transaction, a deal that Dumbledore had no way to refuse.

Dumbledore took out a box of sizzling bees and handed it over.

"Want to try it?"

"Of course, headmaster."

Lucas took a candy and put it in his mouth, the sweet and greasy feeling immediately filled the whole mouth.

"Well, it's too sweet!"

...

The next day, Dumbledore looked at the headmaster's appointment letter on the desk with unprecedented seriousness in his eyes.

"Principal Dumbledore, Director Barty Crouch of the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic, led Minister Orwell of the German Ministry of Magic to visit the school."

"Minister Orwell said he wanted to talk to you about something, do you have time now?"

Dumbledore took a deep breath and put the letter of appointment on the table into the drawer.

"Bring them in, Minerva!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from under the spiral staircase.