Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 383 Flashback

Hearing this, Ryan's eyes immediately changed from casual to sharp, like a hawk spotting its prey.

The extraordinary intuition of a wizard with clairvoyance, as well as the punctuation marks left by Ryan that most members of the Order of the Phoenix except Dumbledore had, made him feel as if he had returned to an hour ago and witnessed the conversation in the headmaster's office.

[“Dumbledore, I think you made the wrong decision!”

"Karkaroff's words have never been more eloquent: 'I checked all the usual haunts of wizarding communities in London: Delphina Collimp's shop, Diagon Alley, Knockturn Alley, Gentle Wizard Clothing, the Quidditch Museum, the Leaky Cauldron, St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, the British Ministry of Magic headquarters.'"

"Such a change, and not through magic, you should know how dangerous Grindelwald is - your lover!" The muscles on Snape's ginger face were tangled and saliva was flying everywhere, revealing his worry.

"I know him well." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, but did not refute Snape's rude address.

"No, you don't understand."

"If you really understand, then tell me, why did Grindelwald leave Nurmengard?"

"And that Invisibility Cloak he's talking about - I know Harry's disgusting father had one, and he used to show it off, and he inherited it from his grandfather."

"You know, the ordinary invisibility cloak doesn't have that long lifespan, and you gave it to Harry--" Snape seemed to be irritated. He walked quickly around Dumbledore, his greasy long hair tangled in the air, and the black cloak behind him fluttered like a bat's wings.

"You're worried about Harry."

"You are worried that this matter may involve him." Dumbledore pushed up his half-moon glasses, suddenly realizing.

"No, not really."

"If you really have something to do, I will also--" Snape's words were stuck in his throat, and his steps also stopped suddenly. He stood still, his brows furrowed, and his mouth turned into a U shape.

"Severus," Dumbledore sighed and wiped his eyes with his hand, "this will not pose any threat to Harry."

"The same goes for me." Dumbledore sighed again, but Snape's expression was still like an iceberg frozen for thousands of years, without any change.

"First, the invisibility cloak. Gettler mentioned it through Karkaroff just to make me understand why he was released from prison. It was also an invitation I couldn't refuse."

"So, your worries about Harry are unnecessary."

"Also, if Gettler really wants to attack me as you want, it won't be so quick. You have to know that I have to come to Hogwarts to participate in the Triwizard Tournament next school year." Dumbledore crossed his fingers, leaned back in his chair, and patiently explained to Snape.

"Just assume that you and Harry will be okay."

"What is that impossible reason to refuse?" Snape still maintained his aggressive tone.

However, his mouth has returned to its original shape.

"That's so rude."

"As the head of Slytherin, you dare to speak to the headmaster like that. If it were me back then..." The most annoying headmaster Phineas Nigellus Black in the portrait on the wall opened his eyes.

"You were the headmaster of Slytherin back then, right?" The fat, red-nosed Fosco Florin also opened his eyes.

However, the other former principals in the portraits remained dozing.

"You know exactly what I mean!" Phineas pulled his goatee angrily.

"A reason? A hope, a hope to save everything." Dumbledore ignored the conversation between Phineas and Fosco in the portrait on the wall. He stood up, and for the first time the smile that had always been on his face disappeared. A light that no one could understand shone in his light blue eyes.

After an unknown amount of silence, Dumbledore finally came to his senses and said, "By the way, go talk to Hagrid and ask him to ask his friends for their opinions on this matter."

"You want to know where Voldemort is now?"

"Through Harry?" Snape's Harry security radar was immediately activated. "Yes, he may have had another dream." Dumbledore stretched out his right hand, and the phoenix Fawkes flew to his right hand and gently pecked Dumbledore's ear with his beak.

A spark appeared, and the next second Dumbledore disappeared from the spot. 】

In the real world, Ryan opened his eyes.

"Interesting, Grindelwald is finally going to meet Dumbledore." Ryan thought.

This is the long-awaited scene - the cross-century meeting between the greatest white wizard and the first generation dark lord.

Ryan couldn't help but feel happy.

Should I enjoy "Harry Potter and the Troubles of Hagrid" first, or watch "100 Years of Stoker's Dracula: Black and White Collide Again!"

Although he can split himself, or watch two places at the same time, the sense of ritual will be lost.

While Ryan was still struggling, Ron's speech helped Ryan make a decision.

"Let's do it tomorrow." Ron winked at Harry.

He also needs to sort out the knowledge he learned from "The Magic of Emotions" before leaving Yuecheng.

"Oh, yes, we are too tired." Harry pinched his thigh secretly and made a very uncomfortable expression.

"It's all because of Fred and George!"

"Because it took us too much energy to find them." Ginny also followed Harry's words and drooped her tender beefy face.

Although Ryan didn't think much of it, her face that Westerners liked, coupled with her tearful expression, made Harry unconsciously hug Ginny into his arms.

Ron on the side began to doubt his decision and wondered whether he should stop pretending to be tired.

However, his thirst for knowledge and his resistance to the interaction between Harry and Ginny prevented him from saying much.

"Then go and rest."

"I'll write to Hagrid and tell him tomorrow, right?" Draco felt something was wrong, but Pansy on his right tugged at his sleeve.

For Pansy, it was okay because Draco accepted Harry and the others.

If Haig, the big fool in her eyes, was also included, she would be a little unhappy.

"Well, tomorrow."

"Tomorrow after lunch." Harry nodded.

He suddenly remembered that he also had to quickly transfer the words on the parchment that he had created using Transfiguration to his notebook.

Otherwise the above content will be gone.

The content of magic theory was okay, he remembered it.

However, the formula for making the blood replacement potion, as well as the precautions when making it, was still too much for him to remember just by memory.

So, as they trotted towards the lounge, Ryan hid his presence again and disappeared from their memory.

(End of this chapter)