The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

PS: Make up for the second update yesterday

"Oh, is it?" Headmaster Albus Dumbledore responded lightly.

Umbridge's face turned red immediately, as if scalded by boiling water.

Fudge stared at Dumbledore with a silly look on his face, like he couldn't believe Dumbledore said something like that...

He turned his head and looked at Kingsley Shacklebolt and the other two Aurors.

The three Aurors each occupied an angle, looking at Dumbledore solemnly... their hands began to touch the wand at their waist.

Percy Weasley, on the other hand, was a little at a loss... He was still holding a notepad and a quill in his hand.

"He's not alone!" cried Professor McGonagall, one of her hands thrust into her robes.

"No, he's the only one!" Dumbledore said sternly, "Minerva, Hogwarts needs you!"

When Dumbledore shouted, Professor McGonagall retracted his outstretched hand.

...

"Cut the bullshit, grab him!" yelled Fudge, drawing his wand.

But Dumbledore was faster, and Jon saw the end of the Elder Wand, emitting a flash of silver light.

The silvery flash whirled through the room; with a bang like a cannon, the floor shook...

Professor McGonagall nimbly grabbed Marietta Aikemo and Harry Potter and pushed them to the ground.

But she didn't seem to have the time to pay attention to Jon anymore...

Jon was about to get down, but before that, he heard Fox screaming... A golden light appeared in front of Jon, and the phoenix spread its wings, blocking all the aftermath for Jon.

But the remaining six people didn't seem to be so lucky... Under Dumbledore's full blow, the air was filled with dust, and the six people fell to the ground one after another.

Fox disappeared, and only Jon and Dumbledore stood in the room.

Dumbledore winked at Jon easily, and then withdrew the elder wand.

However, although Professor McGonagall lay on the ground, she was not affected... and she protected the two students very well.

Jon felt that he had just sold Dumbledore, and now he would be a little embarrassed to face Professor McGonagall and Harry Potter.

"Ah—" he yelled softly, then fell down beside a portrait, closed his eyes, and pretended that he was also stunned.

...

"Are you all right?" Dumbledore walked to the other side and asked with some concern.

"It's all right!" said Professor McGonagall, pulling Harry and Marietta up as she rose.

The dust in the air disappeared, and Harry was a little out of breath...

The incomplete office was looming: Dumbledore's desk had been turned upside down, the long, thin desk had been knocked over to the floor, and the silverware on it seemed to have been broken.

Six people from the Ministry of Magic and Christopher Patrick lay on the ground in a haphazard manner, and the phoenix Fawkes flew above them, whining softly.

"It's a pity I had to enchant Kingsley, otherwise it would have looked too suspicious!" whispered Dumbledore.

"Where are you going, Albus?" Professor McGonagall's voice was a bit worried: "Grimmauld Place?"

"I'll be back soon." Dumbledore didn't answer Professor McGonagall's question directly.

Then he turned around and looked at Harry Potter: "Listen to me, Harry, you must do your best to learn Occlumency, do you understand my words... Remember, you must seal your brain!"

Harry Potter nodded awkwardly.

"We have to go!" Professor McGonagall greeted Harry Potter and Marietta Aikemo at the same time: "They may wake up at any time."

Jon heard Professor McGonagall's footsteps as they left.

At the same time, I still think of Phineas Black's small mosquito-like voice: "No... I can't take it anymore... It's so funny..."

...

"Hahaha..." Principal Phineas Black laughed heartily.

Jon also felt the footsteps of Professor McGonagall and the two students, but he couldn't hear them at all.

He quickly got up from the ground and looked at the messy principal's office.

"Good acting, kid!" Principal Black commented while pointing at Jon while clutching his stomach.

A big fat wizard with a red nose came running over waving his fists, and gave him a chestnut: "You idiot, you almost exposed yourself!"

It was Principal Dexter Fusco, glaring at Principal Phineas Black.

"Isn't this too funny..." Principal Black covered his stomach with one hand and his head with the other a little bit aggrieved: "And he didn't show his secrets."

"I agree with Phineas!" Albus Dumbledore came over and looked at Jon gently: "It didn't hurt you, did it?"

"It's okay...Fox is here!" Jon got up from the ground vigorously.

"You did a good job. If you hadn't modified Miss Aikemo's memory, this matter would not have been so easy to handle." Dumbledore gave Jon a complimenting look.

At the same time he handed over a piece of red candy.

"What is this?" Jon asked curiously.

"Nosebleed nougat, the trick of the Weasley twins, it works!" Dumbledore replied, "I took one by mistake before."

"What else am I going to do at school, Professor Dumbledore?" Jon quickly took the candy.

"It's up to you, just do what you think is right." Dumbledore smiled mischievously: "But remember to come here to clean up more, you see it's such a mess now!"

While speaking, Dumbledore pointed to the pile of ruined silverware on his right.

"I see!" Jon nodded seriously.

"Farewell for now, then!" said Dumbledore.

Fox gave Jon a reluctant look, and then circled over Dumbledore. Dumbledore raised a hand and clasped the phoenix's long golden tail; and in a flash of flame the two of them disappeared.

Jon glanced around, Umbridge and the others hadn't woken up yet... He turned his head and asked Principal Phineas Black, "Did Principal Dewent leave anything for me?"

"No!" Phineas Black shook his head hastily.

"Lie!" Principal Dexter Fusco yelled.

Principal Black had no choice but to nod again: "She asked me to tell you that the girl's condition seems to have improved a lot. Her face no longer shows pain, as if she was asleep."

"Okay, thank you!" Jon nodded, and then swallowed the nosebleed nougat.

"Ah—" He let out a scream, and then fell to the ground.

At the same time, nosebleeds flowed all over the place, which looked extremely tragic.