The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts Chapter 389

"I think so too. After all, apart from you, the only outsiders who enter here are them."

Father Anderson had a gloomy face, his eyes full of uncontrollable anger.

"But I have no evidence."

Zhang Qi gently took off the cotton wool on Astoria's body, and then released flames to burn the blood-stained cotton into ashes.

"Yes, all we can do now is doubt, but there is no evidence whatsoever."

Dumbledore also shook his head helplessly.

"Otherwise, let's raid the residences of the Ifamoni students now, and I'll pick a few more suspicious people for the first trial. To be honest, I've never lost at this point."

Zhang Qi was the first to propose.

"It will hurt innocent people."

Dumbledore immediately rejected Zhang Qi's idea.

"There's no other way. We can only be in a passive state now. We should pay more attention to them when the game is held next year. Who knows if they will directly hold a blood sacrifice at Hogwarts next time"!

Zhang Qi said angrily, and then gently covered the still unconscious girl with a quilt.

"By the way, Father Anderson, this competition requires each school to select an excellent teacher, and Hogwarts just lacks a few Defence Against the Dark Arts teachers at this moment. Do you have time?"

Dumbledore suddenly asked Father Anderson.

"You have done the Vatican a big favor. I will guess that we will handle the follow-up here in the past few days, and wait until you go to London to report on time when the school starts." This time* Zhang Si

Father Anderson was silent for a while before finally speaking.

"So, since there are several Defence Against the Dark Arts professors, who are my colleagues?"

Anderson hesitated for a moment before asking.

"A retired former Auror, and a learned old mage, you're sure to have a good time with them."

"I plan to let you teach first- and second-year students, because at their age they should know what kindness is, and as a priest of the Holy See, you are the perfect fit."

Dumbledore blinked and said to his old friend.

"So what grades will Mr. Auror and Mr. Mage teach?"

Anderson pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"I guess that Mr. Auror will teach students in grades three, four and five, because students in this grade should understand the dark side of the wizarding world, so as not to go wrong in the future."

"As for the erudite Mr. Master, I guess he will teach the graduating class of grades six and seven, because those students need more knowledgeable people to teach them how to deal with practical exams flexibly."

Zhang Qi gently combed the girl's hair with the folded comb that he carried with him, and said beside him.

"You guessed it right, boy."

Dumbledore nodded in surprise.

"Then it is better to be respectful than to obey."

Father Anderson sighed and stood up. Strong Sacrifice Read Sacrifice

"It's already messy enough here, I'll arrange for a few people to go back tomorrow."

"Okay, Anderson, look forward to seeing you next time, we'll see you at the beginning of the school year."

Dumbledore nodded, several people stood up, dragged a few beds from other wards, and planned to make do with one night in the infirmary.

Father Anderson was deeply devastated by today's events, and although he said he had agreed to be a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, he still needed time to calm down.

At this moment, after Anderson left, only Zhang Qi and Dumbledore were left in the ward, as well as Astoria, who had changed from a coma to a lethargy.

"My old friend and I chatted about you again. He is very optimistic about you and thinks that you can really change the world."

Dumbledore was the first to start the conversation.

"On this point, my attitude towards the British Ministry of Magic is the same as that of Mr. Grindelwald. The pure-blooded nobles completely control the Ministry of Magic. As for those half-blooded and hemp-race wizards every year, the Ministry of Magic is just to show its fairness. It's just a feigned gesture."

Zhang Qi said softly, then took out a portable teapot and a small alcohol stove from the suitcase, and gently boiled a pot of black tea.

"You want to overthrow the current Ministry of Magic"?

Dumbledore frowned, but asked very calmly.

"I don't have such big ambitions, I just want to live with peace of mind in this turbulent era."

Zhang Qi shook his head gently, then poured himself and Dumbledore a cup of black tea.

"You are telling the truth"?

Dumbledore took a sip of the freshly brewed black tea and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

After hearing this, Zhang Qi took off the "Sacred Inquisition of Heavenly Fire" from his waist and put it on the table.

"Dumbledore, I'm not lying".

Zhang Qi said helplessly.

"Nice idea, but this thing is really dangerous, presumably the mess in Knockturn Alley was caused by this thing."

Dumbledore grabbed the pistol with interest and looked at it carefully, and finally carefully placed it on the table.

"But you once said that wizards shouldn't hide in the sewer-like magical world like mice, so what do you think?"

Dumbledore continued to ask.

"Mr. Dumbledore, do you think in your spare time?"

Zhang Qi looked at Dumbledore who was still testing himself in words, and asked very calmly.

"Old people are often cranky~www.mtlnovel.com~ but they are not as imaginative as young people".

Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand.

"Then Headmaster Dumbledore, have you ever imagined that if one day you wake up in bed in the morning and find that the whole world has changed, everything has changed."

"When the real crisis comes, the daily life you are familiar with turns into beautiful memories, and these memories will never come back. Once a licorice wand with a lot of silver coins has become a luxury, people who were well-fed and well-fed even have to buy from Rats are pulled out of the sewers to feed their stomachs."

"What do you do when morality and law collapse and fear is the only truth"?

Zhang Qi asked softly, he knew how terrible this situation was. On that black Christmas in 1991, he had already seen the tragic situation of Eastern Europeans.

And war can only be more cruel than this!

The Eye of Insight cannot really predict the future, because the existence of the Eye of Insight is destiny, which is also the curse of every generation of Delphi prophets.

However, countless clues all point to one point, and that is that the future has been shrouded in the cloud of war.

Everyone must start to make preparations, whether it is desperately collecting alchemy materials and technology trees from the dragon world, or cultivating their own forces in the black market, or even Zhang Qi intends to reconvene Grindelwald's old division, All are prepared for the uncertainty of the future.

The world will change other things in order to correct mistakes. The mystery and strong strength that the Necronomicon Church has now shown has made Zhang Qi and the country on the other side of the ocean feel a strong sense of crisis. control the big lord

It's never too early to prepare.

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