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

(Umbridge: "You idiot, even if you catch him in advance, you can't escape!")

Dumbledore didn't know what to say. The Lucius Malfoy in this world was too brave.

Who gave him the courage?

Voldemort?

In the picture, Malfoy could only curse verbally and left without looking back.

The movie ends.

"The third part is coming next." Ron rubbed his hands.

Dumbledore shook his head, "Mr. Weasley, I'm afraid we need to find another time."

The image in the Pensieve stopped playing and returned to its original state.

"It's already dinner time. You, and Mr. Grint, should return to the Burrow."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 392 Rupert: I am not your son

"I don't think so." Draco said, "I'm a teaching assistant, and I don't have to mark homework."

"Although I'm a student, I don't have classes at night and I'm in Hogwarts." Neville also said.

(Countless audience members also began clamoring to continue.)

Rupert was surprised but a little hesitant. "If I lived in the Burrow, I could still come—"

"Of course," said Ron. "How do you think I got here?"

At this point, a hint of jealousy appeared on his face, "You are better off than me, and you don't have to go to school and do homework."

"You're not—" Rupert was about to say that Ron had clearly traveled through time, but the next second he thought of the live broadcast room, "That's right, you can take online classes."

He looked at Dumbledore, "But I mean whether I can attend classes. With the second year wizards."

The movie in the Pensieve is nothing more than an extraction of his memory.

As a Muggle, he wanted to go to school at Hogwarts as a wizard.

This has been his dream since childhood.

Ron on the side had an expression that said, "You're really crazy."

Why go to class if you can just slack off?

Dumbledore nodded, "Of course."

Then he looked at Neville and Draco, "Everything needs to be done in moderation. It's already past 7 o'clock. It's even past dinner time. And there's less than an hour and a half left for a movie, and there are still 5 left. If we calculate it by this time, it will be 7 and a half hours."

Rupert wants to correct that Deathly Hallows counts as two films, and there’s also Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

(Rupert comes from Madison and Zoe’s world, where it’s only 2018 and Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald hasn’t even been released yet.)

But after thinking about it, he shut his mouth.

"And tomorrow is still a workday."

"Another time, such as a rest day, would be a better choice."

If the Grindelwald in front of the live broadcast room was the novel version, one would be able to tell from Dumbledore's subtle body language that he was lying.

Ron has not returned yet, and Rupert's move into the Burrow can be settled with just one letter from Dumbledore.

If Dumbledore really cared about eating, as the headmaster, he could have just snapped his fingers and asked the house-elves to bring it, and he wouldn't have delayed it until after mealtime.

In fact, Dumbledore had an appointment with Grindelwald to have dinner in Diagon Alley at 8 o'clock tonight.

Of course, there are other reasons besides this.

Time: 7:.

Ron, Rupert, Draco, and Neville had already left the room.

Dumbledore stood in front of the Pensieve, and countless silver-white threads spread out and inserted into the basin.

Rupert's memories gradually flowed into his mind along his [thinking fibers].

Yes, he thought the movie was too slow.

Prepare to use more efficient methods.

As the saying goes, great minds think alike.

Basil also appeared in the room, ready to use a more efficient way to see into Dumbledore's mind.

A gray light flashed in his azure pupils, and Dumbledore's thoughts were completely revealed to him at this moment.

Dumbledore was in great confusion at this moment.

Is this what the future is like?

Severus was dead.

Fred is dead.

Alastor is dead.

Also, Gettler is dead.

He literally said the Elder Wand was in my hand.

It’s heartbreaking, so heartbreaking.

At the same time, he also deeply understood why his interstellar self was so fascinated by prophecies and insisted on doing everything according to the prophecies, even with Bajir.

Because according to the prophecy, only one of Harry and Voldemort can survive.

But the reality is that Harry is Voldemort's Horcrux. If you want to truly kill Voldemort, you must kill Harry.

But if the prophecy is obeyed, Harry has a chance to survive.

Just like in the fourth film, Tom was resurrected using Harry's blood.

The spell of love is continued.

As long as Voldemort lives, the power of the spell will keep Harry alive.

But even so, he still had other tricks up his sleeve.

The Resurrection Stone, one of the Three Deathly Hallows, is hidden in the Golden Snitch, which is engraved with Harry's physical memories.

If the love spell and the death-substitution function of the Horcrux fail, perhaps the Resurrection Stone can make Harry the living one.

Dumbledore also understood why his feelings for Harry were so deep, to the extent that even Gettler and Newt would be jealous if they saw it.

Because he was the one who arranged Harry's tragic childhood, even though countless kind, harmonious and wealthy families were willing to adopt him.

He always allowed danger to come to Harry and secretly encouraged Harry to take risks.

When Harry gave perfect answers time and time again and he should have told Harry everything, he backed off and made excuses saying that Harry was just a child.

Use ambiguous words to fool him.

Thus leading to the distrust and, after his death, Harry's helplessness.

If it weren't for Hermione and Ron, Harry would probably choose the Deathly Hallows instead of the Horcruxes, which might result in Harry no longer being the one alive, or Tom's death being delayed, resulting in greater sacrifice.

Dumbledore also discovered for the first time the danger of himself as the Riddler.

If he had more trust in the Order of the Phoenix, perhaps there wouldn't have been so many sacrifices.

All these thoughts filled Dumbledore's mind at this moment. The special magic in the movie world, the normalization of flying magic, and the letter that he should have written to the Weasley family were all ignored by him.

This also includes the appointment that was originally scheduled for 8 o'clock.

In the newly opened Thai restaurant in Diagon Alley.

Grindelwald, dressed in a gorgeous dress and restored to his adult appearance, looked at the time on his mechanical watch and frowned.

At the same time, Arthur Weasley also frowned.

"You are not my son? You are a Muggle from another world? An actor playing my son?"

"How is that possible?" Mrs. Weasley shook her head. "You must be my son. Look at the way you eat so voraciously."

Rupert took a sip of his onion soup. "But I'm not Ron Weasley. I'm just very hungry."

Mr. Weasley said, "Dumbledore has already said that there may be visitors from other worlds coming to our world soon. We have already accepted a sixteen-year-old Ron. It would be okay to have another adult or even a married one."

Mrs. Weasley narrowed her eyes. "You might be as fond of pranks as Fred and George. They love playing the game of guessing who I am."

Ron noticed Rupert looking at him for help and swallowed the chicken pie in his mouth. "Hiccup~ Dad, Mom, he's really not me. His name is Rupert Grint, an actor. Our world is a movie to him. This world is a novel to him."

"Excluding Basil," Ron added.

Mrs. Weasley ignored Ron's nonsense. She looked at the two identical faces. "Could it be that you are actually Percy, Charlie, or Bill? There are also cases where the older brother looks exactly like the younger brother."

Mr. Weasley was a little convinced. He didn't think Ron had the brains to make up such an absurd but imaginative lie. "Then why didn't Dumbledore write to us? And a Muggle becoming a wizard is even more outrageous than a different world."

Dumbledore, who had already arrived at the Thai restaurant in Diagon Alley and was explaining to Grindelwald why he was late, said: Uh, is there such a thing?

Rupert pulled out his wand, "You can teach me any advanced spell you want. I can only do Lumos now."

Mrs. Weasley looked at Rupert suspiciously, "Could it be that you, Ron, who hasn't even started Hogwarts yet, drank the aging potion?"

The farce continued until 10 o'clock in the evening, when Dumbledore finished his appointment and remembered to write a letter to the Weasleys.

Rupert took another sip of his Butterbeer; his mouth was dry now.

For the past two hours, he had been proving himself to be a Muggle by telling Mr. Weasley about the Muggle world.

However, because he didn't know the specific operating principles of the plug, engine, and aircraft, Mr. Weasley, who was almost trusting him, doubted him.

In the words of Mr. Weasley, "You are my son. These run on electricity and petrol. You must know that. If you were a real Muggle, you would not be unaware of the specific principles."

Rupert explained many times that he was an actor and that he was busy doing business as an adult, not science and engineering.

But Mr. Weasley didn't believe it at all.

Until now.

Mr. Weasley was a little disappointed. "Don't Muggles know how engines work?"

Mrs. Weasley had already begun to inquire about the so-called movie and the script out of curiosity.

Rupert, who was alive on Butterbeer, nudged Ron with his elbow.

Ron frowned and explained, "It's actually a stage play, recorded using Muggle technology, like a longer photo (photos in the wizarding world move)."

"As for the script..." He didn't continue.

After leaving the principal's office, he actually discussed the general situation with Rupert.

Discover the future of the interstellar world, which is very similar to the script of the movie.

How sad Mum would be if she knew Fred was dead and George had lost his ear.

But maybe there's something good to say?

Thinking of this, Ron quickly said, "Mom, you know Fred and George's dream, right?"

Mrs. Weasley's face fell, and she said with some regret, "Of course I know. A joke shop is just a waste of time. The right thing to do is to find a stable job in the Ministry of Magic like Percy did."

Ron said, "They're quite successful, actually. They opened a shop in Diagon Alley, called Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, and they've even got a partnership with the Ministry of Magic."

When she heard the Ministry of Magic, Mrs. Weasley's face was instantly filled with a smile.

Ron continued, "Their anti-curse series is particularly popular with the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic purchased 500 anti-curse hats at once!"

"Five hundred?" Mrs. Weasley's eyes flashed with an unprecedented brilliance, and she said with satisfaction, "It seems that they are not just clever."

She had begun to think about building another room out of stones where Fred and George could do their research.

Mr. Weasley pretended to be calm. "I knew they would be successful. Molly and I have excellent children! Bill works for Gringotts, Charlie raises dragons, and Fred and George can even open a shop in Diagon Alley."

"That's Diagon Alley, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, what a great name!"

"Great! Gringotts, Ollivanders, and Flourish and Blotts are its neighbors!"

Ron was about to tell me some better news. "Also, Voldemort is dead for good. He traveled to our world and was killed by our Voldemort."

"What?" Mrs. Weasley's eyes moistened.