v2 Chapter 1578： Dumbledore's light-off

Five people walked through the cluttered kitchen and entered the living room of the shack, and Scrimgeour never spoke.

Although the garden is filled with soft golden sunsets, the living room is already dark.

When Ai Wen entered the house, he waved his wand toward the oil lamps, and they let out the light, illuminating the dilapidated yet comfortable room.

Scrimgeour sat down on the soft, hollow armchair that Mr. Weasley usually sat, and Evan, Harry, Ron, and Hermione had to sit on the couch one by one. As soon as they were seated, Scrimgeour spoke.

"I have a few questions to ask you four, I think it is best to ask one by one, starting with Mr. Ron Weasley, you three" he pointed to Avon, Harry and Hermione, "to Waiting upstairs, I will talk to Ron first."

undefined"We don't go anywhere," said Harry. "Either talk to us three, or don't talk about one."

"This is the case, Mr. Minister, what we can tell you, all of them have been finished at the Dumbledore funeral. I don't see the need to talk to someone alone." Ai Wen said, Hermione is Next to it, I nodded desperately. "I think you should understand this. In this case, should you have a special thing to find us this time, is it related to Dumbledore? If so, then talk with us."

Scrimgeour looked at them with a cold, scrutinized look, and seemed to be considering whether it was worth to open up hostility so early.

"Okay, let's talk together." He shrugged and said, then cleared his throat. "I really did this about Abs Dumbledore, but it's not all. We still say it one by one." First of all, I think you know that Dumbledore left a will, which mentioned you four."

Sure enough, it was Dumbledore's widow, which seemed to have been left before.

Except for Ai Wen, no one expected this. Harry and Ron even looked at each other and wrote "I don't know" on the face.

"It seems very unexpected! Don't you realize that Dumbledore left us something?" Scrimgeour caught the look on their faces.

"I, we all have it?" said Ron, "I have Hermione too?"

"Yes, you all have"

When Scrimgeour hadn't finished, Harry interrupted him.

"Dumbledore has been away for more than a month. Why did you leave us with us for so long?"

"Because I have to check what he left to make sure," Scrimgeour said coldly.

"You don't have the right to do this!" Hermione said immediately, her voice shivering a little.

"Of course I have the right," Scrimge said scornfully. "According to the Law on the Correct Confiscation of Goods, the Ministry of Magic has the right to confiscate the things involved in the will."

"The law was made to prevent the wizard from transferring the black magic supplies." Hermione said, "The Ministry of Magic should have conclusive evidence that the deceased's things are illegal to confiscate them! Do you mean that you think Dumbledore wants to leave it to you?" Are we some evil things?"

"Are you going to pursue a career in magic law in the future, Miss Granger?" asked Scrimge.

"No." Hermione retorted her lips. "I hope to do something good in the world!"

"I don't quite understand, now how do you decide to let us get our stuff? Can't find an excuse to detain them?" Harry asked bluntly.

"No, it's because the 31-day deadline has arrived," Hermione said. "They can't detain for more than this period unless they can prove that something is dangerous."

It seems that this is the case, but there is no point in insisting on this kind of thing, Ai Wen said in a timely manner, "Since Dumbledore left us four things, and has reached the detention period stipulated in the "Legal Confiscation of Goods Law" Then, please hand them over to us, Mr. Minister, I understand that there is nothing wrong with it?"

"No, I don't think things are that simple, Ivan!" Scrimgeour shook his head. "The Ministry of Magic has plenty of reasons to question the purpose of Dumbledore. There are so many, for example, you can say you and Is Dumbledore very close, Ron?"

Suddenly named, Ron looked surprised.

"I? No, not very close, I don't have much contact with him. I have always been Ai Wen or Harry..."

Hermione hit him with his elbow and motioned to shut up. I really didn't know where Ron had to go to Harry and Ginny in the afternoon. Now, when she faced Scrimgeour, she was completely panicked. Ron closed. Mouth, but the hazard has already been caused: Scrimgeour seems to have heard what he expected and needed.

He rushed to Ron's answer like a hungry bird. "If you are not very close to Dumbledore, how can you explain that he left a gift in your will? According to his will, he specializes in it. Give a few people a bequest, and these people are all friends of his life except you. His vast majority of his belongings, all his private library and his magic instruments and other personal property are left to Hogwar. Why do you think he looks at you differently?"

Dumbledore is not really dead, he will return, naturally, there is no need to give things to others.

Of course, if he really dies, he will not leave most of his things to Hogwarts.

Scrimgeour's words directly asked Ron, and he looked at Ai Wen, Harry, and Hermione in a hurry and said, "I don't know, I, I just said that we are not very close, actually I It means that I think he likes me very much..."

"You are too modest, he likes you very much, Ron!"

"Yes, he is very valued to you, mentioning you more than once. I think that Dumbledore has left a gift to Ron in the will and there is no problem." Avon said that he certainly knows that Dumbledore is not too concerned. Ron, he didn't even stay alone with Ron, but what matters is his will and things. There must be something he thinks will help them. Otherwise he can't do it. "Continue. These don't make much sense. Let's be open and honest. Mr. Minister, what did the principal say in the principal's widow?"

Scrimgeour looked at him for a moment, reaching into the cloak and pulling out a drawstring pouch, which was much larger than the one that Hagrid gave to Harry.

He pulled a piece of parchment from the inside and unfolded to read aloud, "Albus Percival Woolflick Brian Dumbledore's widow... Yes, here... my lights are off The device is reserved for Ron Bilibles Weasley, I hope he can think of me when he uses it.'"

Scrimgeour pulled out something from the bag: it looked like a silver lighter, but with a single click, it could **** all the lights in one place and then re-light it. Scrimgeour leaned over and handed the light-off device to Ron, who took it and looked at it, a stunned look.