People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning..

Chapter 123: The Man Who Intruded into Gringotts

Ariana, who was sent to the Pig's Head Bar, which was decorated in a girlish style early in the morning, is now very angry.

I even forgot to speak in the group.

Even the painting of herself in the upstairs living room could not calm her down.

Aberforth worried: "What's wrong with you?"

Ariana cried, "Albus, Albus, he wants to send Bagel to France! I finally made a new friend."

Brother radar activated!

"Bageel?" Aberforth gritted his teeth as he spoke with murderous intent: "From the name, he is a boy? How do you know him?"

"In dreams." Ariana poked her finger. "We can meet in dreams."

Ten minutes later, the two elderly brothers met at the entrance of Hogsmeade village.

The greatest white wizard, now looked as distraught as a frost-bitten eggplant. "Ariana already knows him? It seems that Nick and I were right. He really has the blood of King Arthur and Merlin."

"Controlling plants, possessing the blood of a red dragon, traveling through dreams, surrounded by the aura of a king, handsome and extraordinary, resembling Grindelwald, and a great wizard."

"I say, are you really suffering from Alzheimer's?"

"Are you really describing a student? Not the hero of a fantasy, cheesy, girl-oriented novel written by a teenage girl?"

When Albusford heard everything his brother described, for a moment he thought his ears were broken.

Albus was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing around the door.

But even so, they did not forget to cast the soundproofing spell to prevent Ariana in the bar from hearing their conversation.

In the library, Bagir rested his hand on his chin and watched the scene with amusement.

Albus Dumbledore now looks quite like the one in the fourth Goblet of Fire movie.

However, the person whose arm he clamped was no longer Harry, but his younger brother Aberforth.

"Aberforth, Aberforth!"

"Weren't you listening carefully? This bastard Granger brat has Merlin's blood!"

"nightmare!"

"Sneak into girls' dreams and make them pregnant!"

"Ariana got in touch with that bastard brat, in her dream!"

"What's even scarier is that, according to your description, he can contact Ariana even when he's awake!"

At this moment, in Albus Dumbledore's mind, the image of his lovely sister Ariana, with a big belly, holding the hand of the Granger kid kept breaking and reappearing.

An accomplished mind reader and Occlumency master, able to completely control his own thoughts and feelings.

But right now, he couldn't control it.

He suddenly wanted to pick up the Elder Wand, find the little devil, and give him an Avatar.

Just like before. While Albus was thinking, his brother Albus Ford had already taken action.

He waved his wand, and the boar's head on the wooden sign hanging from a rusty bracket came to life and broke free from the white cloth that wrapped it.

Rumble!
Along with the rising dust, a six-foot-tall wild boar came into the world.

Albusford stepped on, held the reins, and looked at Hogwarts Castle in the distance.

The wild boar raised its front hooves high.

Albus Dumbledore's subconscious sense of responsibility as headmaster allowed him to discover all this in time.

"What are you going to do?"

In a flash, the wand was pulled out, and golden ribbons flowed out from the tip, tightly binding the wild boar.

It dragged scratches on the stone floor.

He looked at his brother who was still sitting firmly on the wild boar's back, "You are taking this a bit too far."

"Just use the Imperius Curse, the Killing Curse or something—"

Aberforth was surprised and interrupted: "Killing Curse? I am not going to Azkaban. The Imperius Curse is too much."

"What about you?" Albus looked at the wild boar.

The huge monster was still struggling on the ground, making deafening roars, and its saliva soaked the soil.

He didn't believe it.

Aberforth didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I'm going to let Tibbers (the name of the wild boar) break the boy's ribs."

"He's been praised so highly by you and Nicolas Flamel. It won't kill him."

In the library, Bajir's smile froze.

Dumbledore in particular was actually interested.

My goodness, you called me Sweetie yesterday, and today I’m Mrs. Niu?

With a snap, Baqir closed the book.

He simply disappeared from the spot and headed to the club.

That's right, he doesn't pretend anymore.

Dumbledore knew that now he could go to the dream.

At the same time, in front of the Hog's Head Inn, Albus Dumbledore's face suddenly turned dark as his half-moon lenses made an explosion.

With a wave of his wand, the boar jumped back onto the sign, and Aberforth asked, "What's wrong?"

Albus adjusted his glasses and said in a deep voice, "I set up a trigger magic, which was triggered by the disappearance of Badger Granger from the school in a special way."

The next second, he and Aberforth teleported to the living room of the bar.

Ariana was lying on the sofa, sleeping soundly.

Aberforth's fingers were white as he gripped his wand. "She fell asleep! When that bastard kid disappeared. I should have--"

Albus seemed to have discovered something.

He stopped his brother who wanted to wake Ariana up, "Her magic power has become more stable since she fell asleep."

What he cared about most now was his sister. Her improvement in health finally brought rationality back to his mind.

The holy sword that embodies all goodness and Bagir's past performance in school came to his mind.

"That bastard—no, Basil, he was trying to help Ariana."

"He is using dreams to bring the Obscurus back under the control of the Obscurus."

He smiled bitterly. "It seems that Dalis (the portrait of the old witch with long silver curls) was right. He is really a very good match for Ariana."

"The question now is whether he will accept Ariana if she falls in love with him."

"How dare he!" Aberforth shouted. In his heart, his sister was the most perfect person in the world. No one could be worthy of her!

Albus looked at his sister's peaceful sleeping face and said wistfully, "That boy has a noble character."

"Due to the bloodline, the body has already fully developed. It is the stage where the star desire is the strongest."

"Especially since he's so handsome. Any witch or even wizard would be tempted to crawl into his bed with just a flick of the finger."

"But he only accepts Hermione."

"Poor Ariana, there is no place for you in his heart now that he has a girlfriend."

"I won't accept you."

If Madison could see this scene, she would definitely find it ironic. She hated the scene in the movie where Dumbledore said to Lavender in a light-hearted way, "It's good to be young, and you can still feel the pain of love." But now, facing her sister, he changed his face again.

Basil, who was considered to be of noble character and single-minded, was surrounded by beautiful women. He did not alienate Ariana as Dumbledore expected, on the contrary, he accepted it with great joy.

Faced with Ariana's deliberate approach, he did not refuse.

At this moment, he was holding Ariana's hand and complaining bitterly.

"Just a few days ago, I was the King of Britain that your brother, Merlin, wanted to follow. Now I am the annoying person that he wants to drive out of Britain."

Ariana leaned closer to Basil's body, "This isn't your fault. This is Albus's problem. He's over a hundred years old, so it's inevitable that he's confused."

"Just don't blame him, okay?"

"If you really want to go to France, I'll go with you!"

"Albus won't refuse me! If he objects I'll go find Aberforth!"

"No need." Bajir shrugged. "He should have realized that I am someone he cannot control."

"not to mention--"

Zoe continued, "Besides, I will be an official member tonight. Bucky will come directly to our world then."

"Can your white-bearded old brother bring back Buggy from our world?"

"Alas," Ariana frowned and said with her hands on her hips like a little adult, "What I am most worried about now is that they will make me break up with Bajir."

"Don't worry." Basil yawned and rested his head between Beatrice's legs. "You'll be surprised in a moment."

After joining the society, he did not give up monitoring the Pig's Head Bar.

That’s right, on the map in his mind, the [Pig Head Bar] has been lit up by him spending 1000 gems.

In fact, now that he is no longer short of money, he has lit up many buildings.

All floors of the Ministry of Magic, the Black Mansion, and the headquarters of the Daily Prophet were activated by him using gems.

The total cost was fifteen thousand.

In other words, Bagel seemed to have witnessed the scene this morning where Dumbledore came directly to Rita Skeeter's office, cursed her, and threw evidence of Lockhart's crime at her.

All this happened because I accidentally discovered the magical field of a strange wizard in the castle yesterday.

Combined with its strange appearance - a fat big beetle with a symbol like glasses around its antennae.

Its identity is self-evident.

So the next day, Bagel turned his attention to the second floor of the Daily Prophet's headquarters.

It was an office that was as comfortable and luxurious as a bedroom.

Rita Skeeter grinned, her three gold teeth gleaming in the candlelight.

Dumbledore is undoubtedly a good man.

He didn't care even if he wrote a book describing him as a crazy old man.

He would not use his influence or his superior magic against her.

She likes such influential, pedantic good people the most.

It was their contribution that made her what she is today. Of course, this was also inseparable from her hard work in transfiguration, becoming an Animagus, and a beetle that was easy to sneak.

Even Hogwarts, which was known as the safest place, was as easy for her as jumping over the fence and walking into the garden.

The only problem was that she had to avoid McGonagall and Dumbledore, who were very good at Transfiguration.

Also, be careful to avoid the beetle-eating pets in the castle. After all, you can't switch to human form there. More precisely, you can't switch forms.

The name of the unknown Neville Longbottom was deeply engraved in her mind through his pet toad, Leif.

She remembers all these nasty pets that love to eat bugs and their owners. Especially keeping toads is not popular among the younger generation in the UK, and the number is particularly small.

But this doesn't mean that there are fewer toads in the castle.

That little dwarf Flitwick liked the Frog Choir and had a whole bunch of those nasty little creatures with slippery skin and slime.

Therefore, every time she went to Hogwarts to obtain intelligence, she avoided entering the castle.

But she felt that yesterday's adventure was well worth it.

Thinking of this, she took another bite of the pink donut. Her short, thick fingers with long nails, painted in deathly Barbie pink, inserted into the pink frosting, scooped up a piece of cream and put it directly into her mouth.

Her green peacock feather pen seemed to sense the owner's joy, and wrote on the parchment in a flamboyant manner:

[Dumbledore begins another twilight romance with an unknown secret lover]

At that time, Bagel almost shot Skeeter to death in a protective manner.

Dumbledore, whose bottom line has been touched and who may become the White Lord, is not what he needs.

After confirming that variables from other worlds could also be received and converted into gems, his attitude towards this world changed.

He is not just a time traveler.

He truly lived in this world for 11 years before his memory was awakened.

The hole in the ground far away in Devon was also a place where he could feel at ease and call home.

In the British wizarding world, the people who come in and out of the Leaky Cauldron are also an indispensable part of decorating his past personality.

Unless it is necessary, he doesn't want the world to go in a bad direction.

Before, considering the variables of the world, he could turn a blind eye to the fact that the tilt of the original world could be transformed into gems.

Deceiving myself into doing something. But there is really no need now.

Otherwise, last time, he would have resurrected the Potters together with them.

Just kill terrorists like Voldemort who affect his life.

For positive people like Dumbledore who contribute to his peaceful life, it is no big deal to protect the stability of their personalities and eliminate one or two scumbags.

You can also get some gems by the way, so why not?

However, just as the tip of Bajir's wand began to emit green light.

Dumbledore appeared.

He emerged from the firelight, his expression solemn and stern.

He pointed his wand at his throat, as if to cast an amplification spell.

Skeeter wanted to scream.

"Quiet!" A voice with a metallic echo came from Dumbledore's mouth.

The room suddenly became quiet. Skeeter screamed in vain but no sound came out. The rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the parchment was also gone.

"Stop!" Dumbledore's words now seemed to have a kind of magic, and what he said must be reality.

The gorgeous peacock quills stopped, and Skeeter's body also stopped, as if under a petrification spell.

"Come here!" The parchment obeyed the order and went into Dumbledore's hands.

Blue eyes scanned over him, cold anger beginning to surface.

Rita Skeeter began to feel breathless. Although the wrinkles on her face disappeared along with her beard, her hair turned reddish brown.

But she still recognized the identity of the visitor - Albus Dumbledore.

For the first time in her life, she fully understood why people said that Dumbledore was the only wizard Voldemort feared.

He obviously did nothing.

Just stood there.

But it is still hard to ignore and makes people feel daunted.

The chapter title cannot be changed. It should have been called The Unexpected Visitor of the Daily Prophet
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(End of this chapter)