A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 428 Is Harry Potter a Traitor? (Second Update! (510))

The principal wouldn't let William leave, so he had no choice but to stand quietly in the corner, eavesdropping on their conversation.

Fudge glanced at William, his face growing even redder, as if he'd been drinking fake alcohol.

William seemed to suddenly take an interest in Fox's bird's nest, and he lowered his head to observe it closely.

Fox isn't home; he's probably out for a walk.

William rummaged through its nest but found no phoenix eggs or fallen feathers. Instead, he discovered a lot of Boba Tea snacks hidden in a corner.

When did those two start dating?

strange!

Also, Fox has been with Dumbledore for decades, so why doesn't he have any children?

If you can't afford to raise the child, or find taking care of the child too troublesome, William can help raise the child without charging any fees.

Even if the child isn't Fox's, William won't mind. He will treat the child as Fox's own and will never let it suffer any injustice.

Seeing that William really wasn't leaving, Fudge paused for a moment, then lowered his voice slightly and said:

"Albus, this time it really isn't the Dementors' fault. They discovered Black's trail, otherwise they wouldn't have disobeyed your orders and entered Hogwarts."

"And it turns out they weren't mistaken; Black made his way into the Gryffindor common room..." Fudge sighed.

"Thank you, Merlin. Luckily, it's Halloween today, and the students are all attending the banquet."

Blake must have been out of his mind. He'd been on the run the whole time, never expecting that last night was Halloween Eve, and he'd come up empty-handed.

"I do not agree with your view, Cornelius," Dumbledore said sternly.

"Dementors have entered the castle without permission. There are so many students here. You should know what a disaster it would be if hundreds of Dementors rioted, right?"

"But the situation was urgent, wasn't it?" Minister Fudge said with a slightly firmer tone. "I think Black is more dangerous than Dementors."

Do you remember thirteen years ago?

He destroyed an entire street with a single curse.

At that time, I was the deputy minister of the Department of Magical Disasters, and I was among the first to arrive at the scene after Black killed so many people.

I will never forget that scene. Sometimes I even dream about it.

There was a huge crater in the middle of the street, so deep that it had broken the sewer pipes below. Corpses were everywhere. Muggles were screaming.

Black stood there laughing maniacally, with Peter Pettigrew's remains right in front of him... a pile of blood-stained robes and a few fragments.

"Black spent so long in Azkaban, but he didn't weaken; his magic was still powerful."

"Otherwise, how could we have dealt with so many Dementors, causing more than two hundred of them to go missing?"

Forgive my bluntness, but although they are said to be missing, I believe that those Dementors have actually died a glorious death.

We should award the Dementors a Merlin Second Class Medal in recognition of their bravery.

And take even bolder measures…

"What measures?" Dumbledore asked calmly, his arms crossed.

"Get them back to their peak numbers as soon as possible." Fudge's eyes gleamed.

"I know you don't like them, but this is a crucial time, and they're very useful."

"We should lift the restrictions on Dementors breeding and allow multiple births."

My personal secretary, Umbridge, calculated that we only need to double the original amount.

"Cornelly, your idea... I can only say it's very original and imaginative," Dumbledore said sarcastically.

"Albus, trust them this once. Even the Dementors have a heart that wants to be positive."

"When did they develop such extravagant ideas?" Dumbledore said coldly.

"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you. Let's leave it at that for today."

Fudge sighed, stood up, picked up the green top hat from the table, and put it on his head.

"Oh, William, we meet again."

Fudge smiled warmly, opened his arms, and gave William a big hug.

coming!

Minister Fauci's unique way of showing enthusiasm was with a passionate hug.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, William grabbed a few more strands of hair from him.

"William, you heard everything just now, didn't you?" Fudge hesitated for a moment.

"Yes, Minister, I can't believe it, I'm so shocked!" William shook his head. "Are there really so many Dementors missing?"

Fudge nodded.

William clasped his hands together, suppressing a laugh, and prayed:

"I hope everyone's alright!"

The minister echoed:

"I hope he's alright."

"William, you absolutely mustn't tell anyone about this, it will cause unnecessary panic," Fudge said in a low voice.

"Do you understand?"

"Of course, I quite like Dementors, and I hope they reproduce quickly," William said with a smile.

After Minister Fudge left, William sat down in a chair.

Dumbledore rubbed his temples and asked, "A cup of coffee, please?"

"Thank you," William nodded.

The principal waved his wand, and two cups of coffee appeared on the table.

William gazed at the rising steam and asked, "Minister Fudge, aren't you afraid the Dementors will get out of control by allowing them to multiply on such a large scale?"

"William, Fudge is a politician. His first concern is not about getting out of control, but about protection."

"Protect the people?"

"No, it's about making people believe they are protected," Dumbledore said.

"But Dementors are evil creatures; they reproduce by absorbing happy memories."

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't care about good or evil, only about order or chaos," Dumbledore said, taking a sip of his coffee.

He said dismissively, "They don't mind cooperating with dark creatures to achieve their goals."

"Come on, William, let's talk about last night. Where did you and Hermione go?"

"The House of Requirement".

"Of course, I thought of that place." Dumbledore said calmly, as if he had expected it.

William quickly recounted his experiences from yesterday, including those at the House of Requirement, especially the issue of the mole.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a while, Dumbledore suddenly said:

"William, could you keep an eye on Ron for me?"

"Professor, you've also noticed Ron's unusual behavior?" William frowned. "What happened yesterday doesn't seem like something he would do."

Selling photos of Professor Snape in women's clothing outside the Slytherin common room... Would Ron really dare to do something like that?

He might have thought about it, but he definitely wouldn't have the guts to do it.

"Was he under a traitor's curse?" William asked.

"It's not the Imperius Curse...it's not that serious," Dumbledore explained.

"It must be some kind of seductive magic to embolden Ron and make him blindly arrogant."

"That sounds a lot like someone taking a large dose of Folic Acid," William frowned.

After taking large amounts of FLORS, one will exhibit characteristics of blind arrogance and do things that one wants to do but dares not do.

It has a similar catalytic effect to alcohol, after all, alcohol emboldens the timid.

This kind of inductive magic is not as obvious as the Imperius Curse, and it is impossible to detect it afterward.

Even Ron himself would only regret his actions yesterday, but would not feel the slightest bit manipulated.

Selling photos at Slytherin House was something he had always wanted to do, but he had never dared to!

So here's the question: why is the mole so focused on Ron? What makes him special?

When Ron got his hands on the diary, the mole and Tom struck up a conversation.

This time, the mole has approached Ron again.

This at least shows that he was right next to Ron, and they were very familiar with each other, even to the point that he knew Ron's inner thoughts.

Having spent every day with Ron, and knowing him quite well... William felt he was about to discover who the mole was.

I'm still missing a little inspiration.

Wait... that perfectly matches this condition.

It's just Harry!

So, Harry Potter is Tom Riddle's mole?

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