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

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 to the Daily Prophet.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 124 The Room of Requirement

The kind smile that seemed to be embedded in his face in the past was gone.

There was no spark of joy in the eyes behind the lenses.

Every twitching muscle in that young face was filled with cold anger.

A kind of power began to radiate from his body, as if he was burning and generating heat.

But her body began to cry out unconsciously and she lost control.

The yellow liquid soaked the sofa, just as fear soaked her heart now.

She finally realized that she might have made an irreparable mistake.

She wanted to beg for mercy, but no sound came out and her mouth could only open and close like a dead fish.

"Pain!" Dumbledore's cold voice rang out.

Unexplained pain began to arise in Skeeter's heart. At first it was just like a branding iron inserted into her brain, but as the pain spread, every inch of her flesh and blood, her internal organs, seemed to be bitten by an ant.

This pain, which could take her life, could not take her life at this moment.

The gentle magnetic field enveloped her body along with the radiation, making her healthier than ever before.

She also couldn't faint.

Because this pain comes from the heart, it can only be felt clearly and in vain.

"Stop." Another command, but this time it was directed at the curse that made the woman in front of him veins pop out and foam at the mouth.

But as if intentionally, the lines of the curse fading appeared on the surface of the body, flowing with an unignorable heat, pouring into her physical heart.

It made her realize clearly that the curse had not yet subsided and was still alive with her heartbeat.

The wand moved away from his neck, and Dumbledore's voice no longer had a metallic, echoing quality.

"You can recall and try to think about spreading the news about that girl."

Rita Skeeter rolled her eyes ugly, but the pain surged again in an instant.

The armchair in the distance slid automatically behind Dumbledore. He sat down and said gently, "You should understand."

Skeeter nodded his head.

The reason she was still able to survive the torture of the curse was because Dumbledore was keeping her alive.

And when Dumbledore was not by her side, it meant that she had no choice but to die.

Boom! A raging fire replaced Dumbledore's figure.

Set the armchair and the parchment on fire.

The restrictions in the room were also broken with Dumbledore's departure.

Skeeter was lying on the ground, panting.

His eyes were filled with fear.

Then, a thick stack of information fell from the sky and hit her in the face.

On the front of the document was a picture of a blond wizard, blinking his eyes and flashing his dazzling white teeth.

Rita Skeeter, who was lying on the carpet, seemed to see something and laughed out loud.

This was all that Bagel saw at that moment.

He also knew that Gilderoy Lockhart had probably been crossed off the list of candidates for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Could the new consumable be Sirius (Bajir didn't know the curse had been lifted in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class)?

So he wasn't too surprised when Dumbledore later approached him and asked him to go to France.

In his opinion, Dumbledore at that time could do anything.

Perhaps if necessary, he will go to Nurmengard in Austria and release Grindelwald.

Fortunately, Dumbledore seems to have returned to normal now.

He even allowed Bagel to get along with his treasured sister, Ariana.

It's only 9:9 now. There are still 11 and a half hours until pm.

In the club space, besides Bagel, only Bella, Zoe and Ariana are there now.

Madison went shopping for clothes.

Sophie and Beatrice are currently attending classes. As members of the witch club, they don't have to attend the morning meeting at 9 a.m. every Monday to Friday. But skipping classes is still not allowed.