The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts Chapter 92

Anton ate and sighed. Forget it, who can fool someone like Dumbledore.

Since he doesn't want to make a statement, so be it.

But there is one thing, since Old Deng knows, it also means that his life is not in danger, which makes him relieved.

He leaned forward, leaned his upper body on the desk, and asked in a low voice, "You said this spell of real name induction, if I go to the Muggle world and pay a lot of writers to write stories, put his name Write it in, and you can be the villain or the protagonist."

"As long as there is even one book that becomes a bestseller, you say at least hundreds of thousands or even millions of people read his name, will he be maddened by the noise?"

Dumbledore looked at him in amazement, with a strange expression on his face.

Anton shrugged, "My uncle, Lupin, he has money now, enough to fund a large number of writers, he just needs the naming rights of a character, it can be done."

"It's an ingenious idea." Dumbledore smiled slightly, "but it doesn't work. This touches the sensitive nerves of the Ministry of Magic, and they will definitely find a way to deal with those who dare to do so."

He said, his face became serious, "We know that this is a tough battle, and we can't let the smoke of gunpowder fill the Muggle world. They don't have much resistance to wizards!"

"Anthony." Dumbledore put his hands on the table and looked at him gently, "I had a conversation with Fiennes once, and he obviously had some bad influences on you, but I can feel your nature is different. Bad."

"!!" An Dong was shocked, "Have you talked to my teacher?"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, "He is a very unique wizard, and I never thought that he could retain the human will in a ghost state."

"Talking about what happened before his death, he regrets it very much. Please ask me to go to his Gringotts vault to take out the inheritance and help him compensate those who have been hurt by him."

Anton took a breath, "Does he still have an inheritance?"

This is still not my dear teacher, my dear, he still has this one.

We've been together for two years.

Fiennes, I didn't expect you to be such a person!

"I went to Lupin again. He is indeed living a good life now, and he is also working hard to help other werewolves." Dumbledore looked at Anton with a smile, "and Pedro, the wise man of the goblin family, who is in the With the help of Andre Rozier, I went to major factories to discuss improving the goblin workers."

"Obviously, under your influence, many people have taken the right path."

Are you still secretly doing home visits?

Or hide it from me, a child who doesn't know anything?

Anton was shocked again.

He grabbed a pile of cockroaches and threw it into his mouth, but this time it was a little tasteless and his head was a mess.

"So I have an incredible guess." Dumbledore also grabbed a pile of cockroaches, and the crescent glasses were full of light, "Maybe..."

He spread his hands, showing that you understand.

"Under your influence, he can get better."

An Dong suddenly took a deep breath and was so shocked, "You think too highly of me, don't you?"

"I'm still a child!"

He gestured with his fingers, "Eleven!"

Completely incomprehensible to Dumbledore's brain circuit!

Old Deng smiled and ate the cockroach pile and drank a mouthful of honey lemonade, and then said quietly, "In my eyes, he is just a child, this is my problem, I was busy with other things back then and didn't have time to care about it. his inner feelings."

"He's obviously paranoid on some issues."

some?

Dumbledore, there is something wrong with your adjective.

Anton opened his mouth and didn't know what to say at all. The cockroach in his mouth crawled out, and he quickly stuffed it back.

Shocked me for ten thousand years.

"There are some people." Dumbledore's eyes were full of inexplicable emotions, "They always feel eager to change the world, but in fact they don't know that now is not the era of wizards, wizards have always been the mainstream of human beings. Not even after the witch hunt."

"Muggles and wizards maintain a delicate balance, and the Ministry of Magic and the International Confederation of Wizards have made great efforts to achieve this."

"In addition to the decreasing number of pure-blood families, more and more sources of wizards come from mixed-blood or Muggle families."

Dumbledore said this with a serious look on his face.

"A lot of their parents are Muggles!"

"Most people have not noticed that half-blooded, Muggle-born wizards have quietly occupied the vast majority of the wizarding world, blindly leading the hatred of Muggle groups, and even planning to enslave Muggles, which will destroy the already fragile wizards. The biggest tear in the world."

He grabbed a handful of candy from an oversized golden cup on his desk and sprinkled it on the table.

Then gently move a small part of it to the side.

"A wizard who has nothing to do with the Muggle world."

Then he pointed to most of the candies, "The people who occupy the largest part, they have family, love, friendship, and even everything that has been separated from the Muggle society."

"That's why they failed."

Anton nodded in agreement, listening a little fascinated.

This is an angle he has never heard of before. As the co-chairman of the International Wizarding Association and the chief wizard of Wizengamot, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com definitely has a vision that ordinary wizards do not have.

He also thought of Harry Potter, a child of such a pure-blood family who also had Muggle relatives.

"He no longer feels love, and only hates me, let alone listen to me, an old man, talking about love and peace." Dumbledore felt helpless, "It's interesting that he has always longed to become a black magician. The professor of defense class now has another student."

An Dong swallowed, "I really can't influence him!"

"The world view of adults has long been fixed. No matter how reasonable we say it, it will not change anyone's thinking."

Dumbledore just smiled, his slender and old fingers lightly touching the bracelet on Anton's wrist.

The bracelet came to life.

This mithril-like little fire dragon circled around the wrist, and finally completely submerged into the wrist, turning into a dragon-shaped tattoo.

"He can't hurt you, Anthony, let go and try."

I'm still just a child.

Your idea is too outrageous!

Anton still wanted to struggle. This is not a matter of whether he agrees or not, but whether Dumbledore has such a dangerous idea.

He looked at Dumbledore seriously, "Professor Quirrell is going to let me die!"

Dumbledore's half-moon glasses flashed a streamer, he just smiled slightly, "In my school, he can't kill anyone!"

A light tone, but full of strong confidence.

Anton twitched the corners of his mouth, expressing that he was comforted.

With a move in his heart, he touched his wrist, feeling a little disappointed, "I don't have any good means to face Quirrell except the Iron Armor now."

Chapter end