Chapter 371： Night talk (modified, thanks to "I am really not rich 2nd generation" ...

"For Batik Crouch, I don't think it's better to dismantle him." Dumbledore's hands rested on his chin. His expression was calm and almost indifferent.

Allen stared at Dumbledore's eyes, his hands on his knees, and his body leaned forward slightly.

"Now catching little Crouch will do us no good. On the contrary, it will give rise to more hidden dangers. At the very least, we now know who is the one who wants to make trouble, and his every move is under our supervision. Otherwise, it is difficult for so many teachers and students to find out who will be disguised, in which case, Harry will face greater danger. "Dumbledore said calmly.

"As for Moody, as long as Little Crouch is not dismantled for a day, he will be temporarily safe until their final plan begins." Dumbledore did not explain why, and he and Allen knew each other well.

Allen nodded in agreement. To prepare the compound decoction, one needs Moody's body as one of the materials. Little Crouch needs Moody alive to ensure the efficacy and stability of the compound decoction.

"The purpose of the Harris family, I think I see it clearly. When the matter is over, I will put the little Batik Crouch in your hands." Dumbledore held his glasses.

Allen nodded slightly, agreeing, "You make sense, don't move fake Moody for now, the danger that Harry faces is under our control. For Harris, as long as we catch fake Moody, Crow The odd downfall is a matter of time, and we are not in a hurry. "

"Ah, I still have some citron tea here, maybe Allen you are willing to taste it." Dumbledore directed a transparent glass jar to fly over, with an orange sticky solid inside.

Alan shook his head and refused, "Thank you, I think grapefruit is a bit bitter."

"Well, in fact, bitter things can be doubled as long as they are processed with care."

Alan stubbornly took a sip of pumpkin juice.

"Allen, I want to ask you to take care of Harry while participating in the three-witch contest. Don't let him be surprised." Dumbledore's tone was steady, and he stared at Allen.

"Of course, but not in the final confrontation with Voldemort. In the end, you still have to deal with him."

"Of course, but it doesn't include facing Voldemort at the end. I can delay him for at most a while. Finally, you still have to deal with him."

Alan feels that he does not have the protagonist aura of Harry. Now when facing Voldemort, although he has the help of enchanting potions, attribute potions, and tower knowledge, after all, the actual combat experience is far less than those of those who have lived for decades. The monsters are rich.

"Isn't that one of the reasons why you told me about the fake Moody?" Dumbledore smiled innocently at Allen.

"It's better that we can kill Voldemort before the resurrection ritual is completed. If he succeeds, he can consume the Horcrux. In this way, he has to wait for some time to resurrect, which will give you enough time to let you Harry grows. If that prophecy can be fulfilled, Potter is still safer when he is older. "

Of course, this will also give you enough time to grow and grow long enough to fight Voldemort alone. Allen secretly calculated.

"Then we're done." Dumbledore raised his glass happily.

"Professor Dumbledore, I know that your dementia is quite brilliant. Recently I was studying the use of dementia in combat. Can you give me some help?" Allen offered a condition with a smile.

"Of course, my child." Dumbledore waved his wand, and a silver-covered notebook appeared on the table.

"This is some of my experience, maybe it will help you." Dumbledore smiled and blinked at Allen.

"Well, Professor, I still have a ruthless request." Allen asked again.

Dumbledore looked at Allen through his glasses.

"If I can ensure that I get the o in the final exam, I hope I can skip the class." Allen freely stated his intentions.

"In Hogwarts, there are many little wizards with great knowledge and excellent grades. If you want to get such a privilege, then you must first become a player of the Three Witch Challenge." Dumbledore said.

"Don't you set the age-detecting magic yourself? I remember you warned me with your eyes." Allen couldn't help laughing when he recalled the scene at the start of school.

"I think that the Powerful Confusion spell is not a problem for you at all. It is also a means to ask someone for help." Dumbledore crossed his fingers and put it on his chest.

"Allen, I am very happy. You can take the initiative to tell me about Moody's situation. Although you are planning for the Harris family, you have a bottom line and an attitude. As a friend of Harry, you and Mr. Harris different."

Allen kept a polite smile and said goodbye to Dumbledore.

"Oh, it's so late!" Dumbledore nodded, and the door of the principal's room opened silently.

When Allen came to the door, Dumbledore stopped him.

"Allen, please tell Mr. Harris, even if he visited my old friend during the summer vacation, but as long as I am in power, he will not come out of prison. This is his promise to me. I have n’t lied to me, I believe him. "

Allen froze for a moment, a name flashed in his mind-Gellert Grindelwald.

It was late at night to go back to the tower. Allen did not rush to wash and sleep, but spread out a piece of parchment and told Mr. Harris the fake Moody and the conversation between him and Dumbledore.

The next day, when Allen woke up from his sleep, Banny brought back Mr. Harris's reply ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Mr. Harris fully agreed with the plan to ease the period of time before arresting. As far as he is concerned, it is not enough just to step down Crouchella.

During this time, he could collect all the criminal evidence, buy some neutrals, and replace all the Crouch officials.

After eating breakfast, Allen hurried to the Potions Classroom. He was not the only one to do so.

The clever Ravenclaws all discovered Professor Snape's recent anomalies.

Everyone knows that Professor Snape especially wants to teach the course of Black Magic Defense. He has not been able to get the job for four consecutive years.

Snape was dissatisfied with the previous teachers of the black magic defense class, and wrote this emotion on his face-but for Mad Eyed Hammodi, he seemed to be extra careful not to let this kind of hostility Exposed.

When eating or passing by in the hallway-everyone clearly felt that Snape was avoiding Moody's eyes, whether it was the devil's eye or the normal eye.

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