Chapter 202 Midnight Snack

"There is also a message from Mr Iniesta, he reported that all the muggle-born wizards in France who can be rescued now, have already been rescued, the rest have basically had their wands seized and taken to that reformatory camp, while some others have escaped from France, can we proceed to the next step of the plan?"

Dumbledore rubbed his forehead with some headache.

"His men, have not given up the idea of breaking into the re-educational camp as the first step?"

McGonagall said with a frown.

"It does not seem like they have, they look like they can't wait any longer and put the re-educational camp as the first priority, followed by Beauxbatons."

"They are too impulsive and don't understand the Dark Lord's determination." Dumbledore said in a hushed voice, "That re-educational camp is the heart of the Dark Lord in maintaining the bloodline rule, and it's even possible that he might personally be there. There are too few of us, and even fewer wizards trained in professional combat, there is no way we can break through that fortress he has built up, let alone Beauxbatons after that."

McGonagall's face was also filled with worry.

"So what do we do now?"

"Although we established a unified organization, the leadership is actually not clearly divided, and there are many people under Javier who do not trust us. Before doing anything else, it is necessary to ensure the coordination of unity of movement in the front, which from the current situation, there is no way to complete in a short time."

McGonagall looked at Dumbledore, she opened her mouth and looked like she wanted to say something.

Dumbledore blinked and smiled.

"We've known each other for so many years, Minerva, there's nothing to hold back if you have any thoughts."

"I think you should be more assertive, Albus." McGonagall said seriously, "In this situation now, our main opinion can only be dominated by you."

"But don't forget that I'm actually a loser."

Dumbledore spread his hands and said.

"If I had not lost at the hands of the Dark Lord before, the current situation would not have reached this level."

McGonagall said sharply.

"But that's-"

"I know, I know, you have been following me for so long, of course, you will feel that way." Dumbledore interrupted her gently, "but others will certainly think differently, we can not force everyone to think the same, of course, it is not impossible to do, but if we did so, how are we different from them?"

McGonagall fell silent.

Dumbledore said slowly.

"If you don't agree from the heart, then the so-called obedience is worthless, Minerva."

McGonagall let out a long sigh.

"Well, I see."

"However, since Javier said that almost all the people have been saved, then we can slightly distract ourselves to take care of some things on our side."

Dumbledore's tone suddenly became lighter, he raised a hand, and Fawkes flew to his arm in silence.

McGonagall caught on to what he was referring to, and a happy and slightly worried expression laced her face.

"Yeah, I wonder how the kids are doing."

"You have to believe in them, and Jon."

***

Jon did not know exactly how far Dumbledore had carried things in France, and on the night he returned to the ship from Azkaban Island, he made a rare fuss at George as well as Neville.

After returning to the cabin from the deck with Hermione, he realized.

Not only Hermione herself, the other students who stayed on the ship, in addition to the small children in the first and second years, the other three grades actually gathered in the great hall and practised the Patronus Charm in a unified manner.

"It's three o'clock in the morning! Three o'clock! How old are they? You want them all to become dwarfs later on without going to sleep at this hour?"

"I'm your captain, okay? Do you really have any trust in me now? I said I would definitely think of a way to come back after three days, why don't you guys believe me? When have I ever lied to you?"

Nick, who was on the side, wanted to say something, now that there are many people here, he still chose to give Jon some dignity.

In the face of Jon's admonishment, not only did the faces of Neville and the rest didn't show a bit of embarrassment, but they looked a bit excited.

Fred even quietly turned around and wiped his eyes with his sleeve, he was really prepared to stay on Azkaban Island forever if Jon was really lying to him.

Gabrielle, who was floating in mid-air, even hugged Jon's arm and wiped her tears and cried out.

"They all said. You are in danger and trying to send us away, Gabrielle wanted to help, but can't do anything."

"Don't listen to them in the future, they are all big liars, I'm fine, how could something happen to me."

Jon reassured the little girl.

"George and Neville didn't ask us to come over to learn, we all came voluntarily."

Ron explained weakly as he smiled along.

Jon glared at him.

"So now that I'm back, why don't you all get to bed? What are you still doing here? Waiting for a party?"

At once, someone cheered.

"This is indeed the time to celebrate!"

"Yes, Captain, you are back, who can sleep? We are also hungry, let's go to the kitchen and prepare something, let's not talk about a banquet, let's take it as an extra midnight snack."

Watching all of their eyes looking at him, Jon's face could not help but ease down as he said helplessly with his hands stretched.

"You all already decided, can I still refuse? If you want to eat a snack, move quickly, or it will become breakfast."

The students in the great hall all instantly cheered.

They walked out in a line and began to divide the work clearly and went to the deck to set up the arrangements while letting the group that usually had the best cooking skills go to the kitchen.

Jon looked at their departing backs, and his face could not help but reveal a smile.

He also did not stay idle but called out to Fred.

Fred's expression was a bit sheepish, whether Jon had the intention to lie to him in the beginning or not, but now that he has kept his promise of coming back, the "rumour" that Fred spread, even if his skin is thicker, now he does not want to directly face Jon.

"I'll give you credit for the past few days, and I'll find you for other things later."

He said wickedly, but Fred was relieved to know that Jon was not really angry.

"Where are that Scabior and the other guy? I forgot about them before, now that Hogwarts has the age line magic that Professor Dumbledore helped us cast, you shouldn't have been able to bring them on board."

Speaking of that, Fred turned smug.

"How hard can it be for me? I'll show you them."

Fred led Jon out of the cabin to the right side of the ship's bow, and Scabior and Macnair together were tied to the arms and hung over the bow.

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