Chapter 107 Albus Alexander Dumbledore

"Are you trying to make me..."

Hermione looked torn, "That's not good, is it?"

"What's not good about it?"

Andy encouraged (fooled), "It's to find a way to get her to make a trip back to China, you should also be curious about the magic world in China, right?"

The young witch nodded her head.

Of course, she was curious, otherwise, she wouldn't have hastily made plans for her graduation trip.

"We just need to make her curious about the Chinese magic world as well."

Andy made a detailed plan, "As long as she becomes curious, she will always think about going back to China to have a look. Her identity is advantageous."

The little witch bulged her face, it was too difficult to ask her to do this kind of thing.

"Take your time, no need to rush."

Andy continued to encourage (fool), "We still have seven years to go, if not, when we graduate, it's not hard to travel to China on our own."

Hermione nodded and hmmed, "I'll give it a shot."

As they made small talk, the group walked to the Ravenclaw Common Room.

"Want to go to the library and read a book?" Hermione invited.

"Well..." Andy hesitated for a moment.

Actually, after reading that book of poems written by Lady Ravenclaw, Andy was no longer interested in the legend of the so-called 'read all the books in one night' story.

Perhaps the mystery of Lady Ravenclaw's magic was still hidden within the library, but in Andy's opinion, he no longer needed to get those secrets.

Mastering all magic and then combining all magic freely.

Andy thought that this was Lady Ravenclaw's path to magic.

"Okay!" Andy nodded.

It didn't matter if he read the book or not, after all, the jealousy had just been accidentally spilled. Andy felt the need to sacrifice some personal time to coax the moody little witch.

Most of the little wizards had gone back to their dormitories, and there were only a dozen or so people reading books in the library.

Andy picked a few books and accompanied Hermione to find a quiet seat.

Casually glancing at the book Hermione was reading, Andy said with some surprise, "It's about the Chinese magic world?"

"Since I promised you, I have to check the information!" Hermione casually turned a page and said without lifting her head.

Andy was somewhat touched, "You are truly my little angel."

Since knowing Hermione, her help to Andy has been very great.

Having someone to accompany you when reading and practising magic can avoid being too lonely alone. The little witch had a very good memory and could totally act as the magical version of a search engine.

These two points alone had helped Andy a lot.

On top of that, the little witch is very involved in her studies, thus influencing Andy in turn.

It had to be said that when you loved to learn, studying with Hermione was a very enjoyable thing to do.

Hermione jerked her head up, her small face reddening.

Andy: "?"

Andy's voice wasn't small, and the dozen or so people in the library turned their heads at the same time to look at Andy and Hermione.

Everyone is studying properly, why are you suddenly spreading dog food?

Can you let people read properly?

The dozen or so young wizards glanced at each other.

Most of them came alone, and occasionally a few paired together, but it is only a better roommate relationship.

Then they looked at Andy, who knew how to find a girlfriend when he was in his first year.

Thinking about it, the book in their hands suddenly couldn't be read anymore.

There is no use in reading a book, can you find a girlfriend by reading a book?

Snap!

Hermione closed her book, picked it up, got up and hurriedly ran out of the Ravenclaw library.

"Hermione!"

By the time Andy came out after her, Hermione had already run into the girls' dormitory.

Andy: "..."

Damn, her blushing face is so cute that I want to pinch, I need to work on this!   

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Headmaster's office.

Compared to the Ravenclaw library, where the atmosphere was relaxed, the atmosphere in the Headmaster's office was much more grave.

Sitting on a chair, Dumbledore casually dropped the letter that Fudge had sent over onto the table.

In the letter, although Fudge claimed to believe in the fact that 'Quirrell is a dark wizard', there was a sense of disbelief between the lines.

And Fudge refused to publicize the incriminating evidence against Quirrell in the newspaper.

It had been almost a year since the attack on the Gringotts, and the people of the wizarding world had managed to forget about it, so how could Fudge possibly help them recall it again?

Moreover, there were three attacks at Hogwarts this semester, so as long as Quirrell's criminal acts were not made public, Dumbledore's prestige could be damaged.

For Fudge, that was all that mattered.

As for Quirrell ...even if he was really a dark wizard, he was dead after all.

Since he was dead, then he was dead!

Snape swept a glance at the contents of the letter and snorted disdainfully.

This Minister of Magic, who was single-handedly pushed up by Dumbledore, was also starting to move further and further away from Dumbledore.

"Do you regret it?" Snape asked.

Dumbledore didn't answer.

Snape didn't care when he saw it; he hadn't cared about Fudge's attitude to begin with.

If it wasn't for Lily, he would still be a Death Eater.

After a long time, Dumbledore spoke, "I believe Voldemort went to the forests of Albania."

Snape looked shocked, "You grasped his whereabouts so quickly?"

That was too soon, Quirrell had only been dead for a few days, wasn't he?

"That's as far as he can go now." Dumbledore looked up at Snape and spoke slowly.

Snape: "..."

You guessed, huh?

"He shouldn't be reaching out to me while I'm at school," Snape said lightly.

Dumbledore went silent at his words.

Although Snape guessed that Voldemort preferred him to stay by Dumbledore's side, it was only a guess after all.

Once Voldemort asked Snape to assist him in his resurrection, Snape would be left with only two choices: help and betrayal.

Help is impossible, but betrayal...once Voldemort is resurrected, Dumbledore will have one less important eye and ear.

What's more crucial is that Harry didn't get any training at all during the Quirrell incident.

Just looking at Harry's current level, it didn't look like he could save the magic world at all.

Whether it was magical attainments, insight and knowledge, strategizing, and personal character, Harry didn't show the slightest redeeming qualities in him.

The only praiseworthy qualities are courage and justice, which only make him look more like a reckless person.

Especially since Harry's reputation hasn't been too good lately.

If Dumbledore hadn't suppressed the nightly visit to the Forbidden Forest, Harry and Ron could have combined to deduct more than two hundred points from Gryffindor.

If you don't have a reputation, you won't get recognized. If you don't get recognition, people won't help you.

Dumbledore knew very well that the 'hope' in people's hearts was very important when facing Voldemort.

Once there was no hope, most ordinary wizards would lose the courage to resist.

These things weighed on Dumbledore's heart, bringing great pressure to the centenarian.

"Can you be sure?" Dumbledore looked at Snape.

Snape knew what Dumbledore meant.

"I am quite certain."

Snape said with an expressionless face, "And...unless he stays in Britain, he'll have a hard time reaching me."

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