December 25
The Daily Prophet
shocked the news on Christmas day, and the half man king was arrested as the headmaster of Hogwarts, Armando dipert.
On December 26
the prophet daily
Hogwarts fell into the biggest scandal in history, and the headmaster of a century openly conducted a human test in the school, causing absolute terror. The pursuit of power by all means is the degeneration of human nature or the distortion of morality. Hogwarts was trusted. In the cold winter, 978 witches voted in a joint referendum to remove Armando dipert from Hogwarts.
On December 27
the prophet daily
president Armando dipert, school doctor Lena butbaner and 30 medical staff of Hogwarts School Hospital were arrested. They are now being detained in the underground prison of the Department of defense against the dark arts of the Ministry of magic, and will face the highest trial in wisengamo ten days later.
December 30
the prophet daily
Armando dipert was removed from the post of headmaster of Hogwarts, and 28 pure blood families voted publicly to demand strict inspection of Hogwarts. The former chief justice of weisengamo will be tried in a week's time, and the ministers of magic of the seven countries will attend the trial.
January 6
the prophet daily
former Hogwarts headmaster and Demi king Amando dipert was charged with 28 counts of murder, treason, anti humanity, planning terrorist attacks, conducting human body experiments without permission, and studying Muggle technology without permission. He was sentenced to death and executed by Azkaban Dementors.
On January 15
The Daily Prophet
more than 1000 wizard parents demonstrated at the Ministry of magic, demanding the evacuation of all young wizards in Hogwarts. Twelve school managers will hold an education meeting in the Ministry of magic on the 21st to decide the future of the school.
Dumbledore and the dean of Hogwarts attended the Ministry of magic to fight for the continuation of the Academy.
On January 22
the prophet daily
the half man King incident continued to ferment, and 12 school board members jointly voted 9-2, with one abstention. Minister of magic Leonard Spencer Munn promulgated the Education Act No. 14, and Hogwarts will announce its permanent closure at the end of this month.
Aglia: "on January 27, Leonard Spencer Munn, Minister of magic of the prophet daily, personally led Auror to Hogwarts to supervise the evacuation of Hogwarts students..."
pa!
The newspaper in front of him was snatched away and thrown into the dustbin beside the hospital bed. She had blue eyes and silver hair.
"What are you doing! Hoffa
Agraia, who was reading the newspaper, said angrily that she still kept the posture of reading the newspaper.
"I beg you, will you die if you are quiet for a minute?" Hoffa on the bed said weakly.
After sixty seconds of silence.
Agraia lay down beside Hoffa's bed again and said, "it's a minute. Tell me the story of that night. I'm crazy."
"You're crazy. I'm going crazy."
Hoffa covered his head with a quilt and said, "you're as honest as Miranda. Can't you just stay in the common room?"
"No way!"
Agraia pushed Hoffa hard.
"Hoffa, the school will be closed the day after tomorrow. Everyone is trying to find a way, but you are alone in the ward. No one wants to see you. What's the matter with you? "
"Nothing. Can't you wait until my arm is ready?" Hoffa turned over, his back to aglia.
"Merlin beard, your arm has been well for a long time." Agraia pointed out sharply, "you have to pack. What do you do when you go out? Do you want to come to San Mungo Hospital...
"no, you said it a hundred times."
"Why are you so ignorant, Hoffa?"
Agleia raised his arm angrily. "Don't you know I'm helping you?"
"One day."
Hoffa sighed.
"If you want to help me, just be quiet for a day. Don't come to me for a day. Let's talk about it tomorrow."
"One day? You said that yesterday, the day before yesterday and the day before yesterday
"Well."
Seeing Hoffa plugging his ears with his fingers, aglea pouted and kicked away the visiting chair.
"Laziness!"
"Well, I'm lazy. Go out." Said Hoffa.
"OK, one day is not good, ten days is not good, 100 days is OK, you rot here, really when I care about you? Cut, it's not in the face of her classmates... "
she went out of the door in a huff.
Bang!!
The gate fell.
...
...
everything was finally quiet, and the needles could be heard in the empty ward. Hoffa sat up from the bed and rubbed his hair.On the bedside table were his wands, a pile of snacks, and newspapers.
Miranda brought him the newspaper and agraia brought him the snack.
But he didn't want to touch any of these three things.
He has neither appetite nor any desire for new information. I don't want to fight meaninglessly any more.
With a long sigh of relief, he rubbed his face and began to be in a daze.
The clock on the wall is ticking away. At the moment, a month has passed since that crazy Christmas Eve.
Hoffa is ten pounds thinner than he was a month ago. He was pale and shaggy.
In the past month, there have been explosive news and shocking news every day. But all this is so weak for Hoffa, he can't stop it.
Because of the school doctor's leaving, the whole hospital was captured by Auror, and the potion teacher left the school and held meetings everywhere.
Hoffa, with a shoulder injury, lay in the hospital for a whole month, waiting for the wound to heal itself like an ordinary Muggle.
Fortunately, he has a little medical knowledge, plus the active state of continuous repair, which did not make the wound worse.
But the wound outside didn't hurt Hoffa at all.
What really made him miserable was confusion and loss of goal, which was more terrible than any physical injury. He felt as if he had fallen into a swamp. The more he moved, the deeper he sank. The more you struggle, the faster you destroy.
Like a ghost floating in a vacuum, all senses lose consciousness. Only the numbness and itching from the left shoulder wound reminded him that life would continue.
He grabbed the newspaper by force, just glanced at it, threw it away disgustingly and bored it into the quilt.
The school was closing the day after tomorrow, but he lost all the clues.
Maybe he shouldn't be in charge of these things at all. Maybe he should leave Hogwarts and go to America to find Joey and ENDOR and work there. Maybe he should go out and explore the secret world meaninglessly every day, and become a prodigal boy with a bag full of babies and wandering around...
but the next second, a hand on his shoulder breaks his fantasy.
He thought that agraia was coming back to find himself, so he shook his shoulders and said, "don't bother me. Come back tomorrow."
But the owner of the hand said softly, "tomorrow is a dangerous word, Bach."
It wasn't agraia. Hoffa was surprised. He immediately sat up and looked back.
But I found a tall man standing by the bed, with half moon shaped glasses and reddish brown beard. Albus Dumbledore didn't know when he came into his room.
"Professor Dumbledore, what can I do for you?"
"I'm the dean of Ravenclaw for the time being. I'm here to see the injured students. Can't you? "
Dumbledore sat down by Hoffa's bed.
"How do you feel?"
"Not bad." Hoffa said dryly.
"Really? You're as thin as my brother's goat. He often goes out to drink and gets drunk for many days. As a result, the goat has nothing to eat. "
Dumbledore's banter forced Hoffa to pull his lips. He asked in a low voice, "Professor, is the school really going to be closed?"
"Probably, the Ministry of magic's approval yesterday has arrived, and all the students will leave this school at the end of this month. I convinced the people in wiesengamo not to involve the students. They believed me
Dumbledore said lightly, "however, taxpayers will not allow a school under the rule of the war crimes school master. No school can continue to run in such a crisis of trust."
His calm words made Hoffa's mouth bitter, like eating a dozen balsam pear skins.
After a moment's silence, Hoffa could not help asking:
"do you think so? Do you also think headmaster dipert is a half man king? "
"You want to hear the truth?"
Asked Dumbledore.
"Of course."
"I don't think so."
Dumbledore shook his head: "I have worked with Armando for more than 20 years. He may be pedantic and inflexible, modest and arrogant, but he has never done anything bad to the school. The school is everything to him."
Hoffa's eyes widened.
Dumbledore pauses and sighs:
"but before the conclusive evidence, my language is pale. He studies the construction technology privately and carries out the human body modification experiment privately. Unless the real reason is found, he is bound to be put in Azkaban until his soul is sucked up by Dementors. "
After a pause, Dumbledore asked, "Hoffa, I want to know what you think."
Hoffa said feebly, "why ask me? I've done everything I can."
"Because you are a Ravenclaw, Ravenclaw always has the wisdom that ordinary people can't reach, right?""Ravenclaw? Hard to reach wisdom... "
Hoffa laughed at himself:" I don't understand. I don't understand at all. "
Dumbledore: don't understand what
"Why am I in Ravenclaw? Look at me. Do I seem to have the extraordinary wisdom of Ravenclaw? "
Hoffa said to himself, "I should be in Gryffindor, right? Everyone thinks I'm Gryffindor."
Dumbledore is silent. He squeezes a few frowns and looks at Hoffa.
"I'm sorry I can't agree with you."
"What."
Do you remember last year when I chatted with you alone?
"Orphanage?"
"Hospital, the time you were injured with Joey. That's how we face to face. "
"So what."
"In the beginning, I doubted why you were not Gryffindor, because you looked like that.
But when I said that the school would expel Joey, you said, I can't judge the cause by the result. At that time, I knew Raven Crowe was better for you than Gryffindor.
Hoffa, you have the potential of a real Ravenclaw. This potential, with all due respect, is beyond Gryffindor's ability. That is justice. You should believe in yourself. "
"What's the use of justice?"
Hoffa's voice is too low to be heard.
"My intention is to make life safer for my friends around me. I want to protect others. But in the end, I can't change anything. How can I have the wisdom of Ravenclaw?
"Ah."
Dumbledore interrupted Hoffa with an exclamation. He leaned back in his chair with a look of remembrance: "the wisdom of Ravenclaw. By the way, what do you think is wisdom? Hoffa
"Powerful, intelligent, strategic, able to see all the fog."
Hoffa said without hesitation.
"Ha ha ha ~"
Dumbledore was stunned and then burst into laughter. As he laughed, he raised his glasses and rubbed his eyelids. Hoffa was stunned by that expression.
"Hoffa, Hoffa, you say that it's a kind of work, a Muggle scientist's or military adviser's work. It's not wisdom, it's just that the brain is better than ordinary people."
"Isn't a good brain wisdom?"
Hoffa couldn't understand.
Dumbledore shook his head: "do you think King Arthur is smart, or do you think Napoleon is smart?"
Hoffa's eyes widened. "Isn't it?"
Dumbledore pointed Hoffa's chest with his slender fingers in a low voice:
"don't be confused by appearances. Wisdom is a kind of precipitation, a kind of torture, and a kind of responsibility. Most importantly, however, wisdom is a choice. "
A lot of people, they see the darkness, and they succumb to it.
They live in the dark. When they get benefits, they are complacent. When they get power, they want to do whatever they want. They even call their means of achieving their goals wisdom.
But it's not wisdom, it's stupidity, it's the ceiling of life.
A man of true wisdom. It's not about money, fame, power, or magic power.
The real wise man, seeing the darkness, chooses the light, even though the light is as weak as a firefly.
People like that are worth following. A person who is needed by others, loved by others, and able to unite others is a real wise man. "
Hoffa looked at Dumbledore's finger pointing to his heart, and then at the clear blue eyes under the transparent lenses. He couldn't say a word for a moment.
Dumbledore took Hoffa's hand and put a hard object in his palm: "I think maybe you can do better."