Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

This was one of the lessons Gryffindor taught him.

Ryan agrees.

So he was very calm at the moment - even calmer than the legendary wizard beside him, almost to the point of indifference.

But the invisible pressure quietly spread with him as the center.

The noise and jeers from the pure-blood wizards almost stopped for a moment.

But at this moment...

"Headmaster Dumbledore!"

A voice sounded again.

A wizard came over.

The snake-head silver staff in his hand tapped the ground lightly with a threatening rhythm, making a crisp and cold "tap, tap" sound.

His appearance made Ryan raise his eyebrows in surprise.

He didn't expect that the other party would appear here.

That's right, the one who appeared here at this moment was... Lucius Malfoy.

At this moment, the Malfoy family patriarch raised his chin slightly, and a very glaring sneer appeared at the corner of his lips. "I haven't been involved in school affairs recently, but don't forget, I am one of the school's directors. I think I should be qualified to ask you today... Who are these professors you recruited? Vipers in human skin?"

"Old Barty Crouch, I can't believe you let a man who attacked young wizards and helped his son escape from Azkaban teach at your school. And about the Slytherin ghost... This is dereliction of duty! Serious dereliction of duty!"

Lucius' voice suddenly rose.

This caused the other pure-blood wizards to fall silent for a moment, and they looked at him in surprise.

Are you so brave?

Even Ryan was a little surprised at this moment.

In his impression, Lucius Malfoy was not someone who would dare to speak to Dumbledore so sharply - could this guy be impersonated by Polyjuice Potion?

Ryan looked at Lucius Malfoy suspiciously.

Then...

"!!!"

As if carefully calculated, Lucius's gaze was extremely brief but extremely precise, and met Ryan's eyes, which were full of scrutiny and sharp like an eagle, in a fleeting moment in mid-air!

That was a very brief moment!

But at this moment, Ryan felt the fluctuation of magic power.

It carried some invisible message, trying to penetrate deep into Ryan's mind!

"Legitimate?"

Ryan was a little confused—Lucius was crazy?

With the other party's limited attainments in telepathy, how dare you use telepathy on him?

To put it bluntly - even if Ryan didn't actively use the brain block technique, but just relied on the instinctive operation of the spell, Lucius would never be able to break his defense in his lifetime.

But just a moment later... Ryan realized something was wrong.

Because the Legilimency mental fluctuations coming from Lucius were not strong or sharp, but... carried a kind of almost weak prayer.

"..."

Then, Ryan's heart moved.

He released his Occlumency.

Then...

"Hogsmeade! The Three Broomsticks! After sunset!"

It was a simple message, yet one that carried a sense of urgency.

At this moment, Lucius seemed to have completed the most important task.

The unusually excited, almost "brave" light in his gray-blue eyes was extinguished in an instant.

His expression was once again covered with deliberately disguised arrogance and sarcasm.

"I will inform the school board that this matter will not be resolved."

He uttered harsh words, but took a small, imperceptible step to the side, no longer looking at Dumbledore or Ryan, and his eyes began to wander towards the portrait of the founder of the Ministry of Magic hanging on the wall.

It was as if the tit-for-tat confrontation just now had never happened.

And all this happened in just a short moment.

And Ryan also noticed it at this moment.

Standing only three steps behind Lucius was a middle-aged wizard with an extremely cold face and a hooked nose. When Lucius returned to the crowd, he seemed to relax.

"Is it the person who is watching him?"

Ryan had the answer in his mind.

As he had expected, Lucius Malfoy was in a delicate situation.

The action just now and the urgent message were exactly the struggle that the patriarch of the Malfoy family was making for himself.

"No... maybe not for myself."

But when he thought of this, Ryan gave up the idea.

In his opinion, Lucius was not such a brave man - if it was just for himself, he would not choose to take the risk and try it, but would more likely choose to obey.

"Draco Malfoy."

He murmured the name in his heart.

Chapter 214 The time has not yet come, the little wizards are making progress!

Ryan's thoughts didn't last long, and were soon interrupted by Fudge who hurriedly pushed the door open.

The Minister seemed to have not heard the discussion outside the door at all. He said in surprise as if nothing had happened: "Dumbledore, Ryan - you are finally here, please come in."

His tone was as intimate as ever, as if he was not the one who had slandered the two through various public opinions and connections.

But subsequent conversations revealed that this was just an illusion.

After Ryan and Dumbledore entered the office, Fudge only asked a few irrelevant questions symbolically, and then firmly set the date of the questioning meeting at 2:00 p.m. on Friday the following January, as if he was afraid that there would be any more changes.

Ryan and Dumbledore just agreed calmly.

Again, they don't really care about the inquiry.

Especially Ryan - after what happened to old Barty, he knew that the pure-blood families and Fudge would not sit idly by.

The latter's power in the Ministry of Magic had already grown tremendously after the fall of old Barty, so it was inevitable that they would take action against them.

Ryan and Dumbledore had already prepared for this.

"It's settled then! Have a nice weekend."

After seeing his plan being successfully implemented, Fudge, feeling that he had the upper hand, ended the meeting in an official tone, which was called a "negotiation" but in fact the result had already been predetermined.

The pure-blood representatives silently parted to both sides like a receding tide.

Among the crowd, Lucius had the most complicated expression—deep in his gray-blue eyes was a hint of indescribable tension and inexplicable loss.

It was as if Dumbledore and Ryan's calmness and acceptance at this moment made him even more unacceptable.

This situation was also noticed by Ryan, who was paying close attention to him.

This made Ryan even more suspicious.

So after walking out of the grand but cold gate of the Ministry of Magic, I sniffed the humid air under the gloomy sky of London.

Ryan said softly, in a voice that only the old man beside him could hear: "Principal Dumbledore, I have to leave for a while."

"Is it about Lucius?"

Dumbledore didn't pause for a moment, his blue eyes that saw through the world curved slightly as he spoke softly.

Ryan was not surprised after hearing this.

For a master of Legilimency like Dumbledore, he would have been able to sense it even if Lucius's Legilimency was not directed at him.

"Yes."

Ryan nodded.

So Dumbledore said goodbye to him.

Ryan, on the other hand, arrived at Hogsmeade quickly through Apparition.

The wizarding village was as lively as ever, and Ryan came to the Three Broomsticks Bar.

As a minor, he was certainly not qualified to drink, so at this moment he just ordered a glass of ice milk and waited quietly for the sunset.

And soon, dusk fell.

but...

"..."

Ryan silently observed the people in the bar.

The patrons in the bar were chatting noisily.

But he was certain that he had noticed nothing unusual—especially no trace of Lucius Malfoy.

This made Ryan frown.

Lucius risked delivering information at the Ministry in a nearly self-destructive manner, and he didn't think the other party was just playing a trick on him.

But the sun had indeed set long ago, and Lucius did not appear.

so...

"One piece of information is missing—the meeting time agreed upon by Lucius Malfoy is not today!"

Ryan's fingers unconsciously brushed the rough edge of the wooden table.