Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

This is a little trick of Ice Rune.

Chapter 247: Countermeasures

"Well……"

Umbridge, who was finally freed from the restraints and cold, felt her legs go weak and she almost fell down.

If it weren't for Delish, who was good at observing people's words and expressions and took the initiative to help her, she would have made a fool of herself in front of everyone.

But she no longer cared about these things at this moment. In her head filled with vicious thoughts, there was only fear and relief.

She had thought several times that she was going to die in front of her unaware colleagues.

His horrified eyes glanced back and forth between Lynn and Dumbledore, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a cold breath came out.

Fudge noticed this, of course, but he chose to ignore it.

He simply put on his usual flexible posture in front of Dumbledore, and smiled so much that his face had more wrinkles.

"Albus, you know how dangerous that villain Black is. He blew up an entire street with one spell and killed a dozen Muggles and Peter Pettigrew."

"Of course I know, Cornelius," Dumbledore said, "So I have no objection to the plan of using Dementors, although I absolutely cannot accept him appearing in front of my students. On this issue, Lynn and I agree."

Fudge immediately understood the meaning behind these words and guessed what Dumbledore had just done, but he had to pretend that he didn't know.

He forced a smile and said, "I understand. I'll handle it as Lin En said. But as for the Dementors, if possible..."

"If they have any dissatisfaction, I will resolve it." Dumbledore looked at him without any doubt, "I think they are also very clear about the mistakes they have made."

"Of course, of course..."

At this point, Fudge could only nod and say, "So what should we do next?" He already regretted it.

He himself couldn't figure out why he was so angry half a day ago that he lost his long-held rationality.

He looked at Umbridge who was still trembling, and anger welled up in his chest - it was all because of this flattering villain!

But now he could only look at Dumbledore calmly, and then secretly glared at this hateful woman.

After all, the Minister of Magic could make no mistakes.

"As for the subsequent handling... I think we have to avoid such a bad incident as Dementors attacking students." Dumbledore pondered for a moment and kicked the ball out. "Lin, what do you think?"

Lin En secretly curled his lips, not agreeing with the old man's habit of asking others to play the good guy.

But considering the safety of the students, he decided to be a bad guy for once and said in a deep voice: "The Dementors have completely left the area around Hogwarts, including the Forbidden Forest, the hills, and the lakes. Their activities are limited to the three main roads leading to the castle."

"I think this is appropriate, and Dementors cannot appear in the airspace of the castle and are limited to activities on the ground." Dumbledore added.

"Okay, I will go and communicate with them." Fudge agreed with gritted teeth.

"I think this method of communication may not be appropriate, Minister." Lynn shook his head. "This should form an order officially recognized by the Ministry of Magic, and inform those black monsters who are increasingly unaware of who they are, and let them know that this is a red line that cannot be crossed."

"Albus?" Fudge looked at Dumbledore for help.

"I agree with this. This will make us all feel at ease and the responsibilities can be clearly divided." Dumbledore's smile became brighter. "Hogwarts will protect its students from land to air to underwater."

No one has more confidence to say this than him.

The matter was done and Fudge could not struggle. He became more and more aware of the true meaning of Lynn's words when he left his study.

Polite words and actions are just basic respect for his position, but they do not represent recognition of this power.

Power without strength to support it is too pale.

This may make him, who is almost blinded by power, a little more sober and less blind.

In front of Dumbledore, he bowed his head submissively, just as he had done five years ago before he became Minister of Magic.

"Well," Dumbledore said with a smile, very pleased with this obedience, "now we should talk about Black. He has been out of prison for more than half a month, right?"

"It's almost a month," Fudge said. "Our strikers are searching for clues everywhere, and Kingsley's Auror First Team is on standby at all times."

"That's right, Headmaster Dumbledore." Kingsley, who had been silent in the back, said gently, "We will wait for instructions around the clock and be ready to go out and arrest at any time."

"That's reassuring," Lynn said approvingly. "So is there any task that the committee would assign to us outsiders? I'd be happy to help."

This friendly gesture made Fudge feel a little relieved.

He waved his hand wearily, and Dawlish, who had a sharp eye, immediately carried the half-dead Umbridge into the fireplace, along with two other Aurors.

Soon, there were only four of them left in the room.

"This information is still strictly confidential, and please do not disclose it to anyone else," Fudge said seriously. "I received a tip not long ago that Black is currently active in Africa, and two teams of strikers have already rushed to Egypt."

"Active in Africa?" Dumbledore frowned.

"According to our intelligence, someone has seen this villain once in South Africa. We are now investigating." Fudge vowed, "Once confirmed, we will conduct cross-border law enforcement. I hope Lynn can help then."

"Of course," Lynn said in a relaxed tone, "As long as you find solid and effective information proving that Black appeared there, I can rush to the Ministry of Magic and any place covered by your international Floo network within five minutes. Of course, the information must be reliable. After all, I am not very free."

"This year, our Professor Eric has one of the largest advanced classes in the history of Hogwarts." Dumbledore said with a smile, "He has a heavy teaching load."

"I totally understand." After getting the promise, Fudge felt a little relieved. He forced a smile and said, "Then I'll leave it to you, Kingsley. Let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, he, who had come here with great momentum, didn't want to stay here any longer. He fled into the fireplace and disappeared without a trace.

Kingsley was a little slower than him. He winked at the two of them before following briskly behind them.

"Lynn, about Sirius Black..." Dumbledore said softly after everyone left, "What do you think?"

"I don't have any idea. If he is a criminal, I can just kill him."

"What if not?"

"Then kill those who should be killed."

"Actually, James and the others..."

"Principal, I'm in a good mood today. Please don't spoil my mood by using someone I don't like." Lynn walked towards the auditorium. "I hope the dinner is not completely over. That piece of fudge ruined my cocktail party. I hope I still have time to formally congratulate Hagrid."

The sound of hustle and bustle came slowly from the bottom of the marble staircase. The dinner was probably still going on, but it was coming to an end.

When Lynn walked back to the professor's seat, Hagrid's face was already red from drinking, his beard, which he had managed to groom with great difficulty, became wet, and his carefully prepared dress was also spilled with some alcohol.

"Congratulations, Professor Hagrid!" Lynn raised the wine glass that had been placed on the table a long time ago and said loudly, "To the new professor of Care of Magical Creatures!"

Behind him were the lively little wizards and curious eyes.

Chapter 248 Your Magic Is Not Enough

Shortly after Lynn returned to the hall, Dumbledore appeared in his seat without anyone noticing.

Because of Lin's presence, his return did not attract much attention. Only Professor McGonagall frowned slightly.

Taking advantage of the last minute of the dinner, he ate a whole piece of French black pepper steak with a rich milky flavor and two small portions of fried salmon. He also used the same trick to steal a small glass of red wine from Lynn, and ate with a smile on his face.

On the contrary, Lynn, who was busy chatting and chatting with Hagrid and other colleagues, did not enjoy the menu he designed.

Before he had taken two bites of the venison that Euphemia had specially modified the recipe for, the main course on the table was replaced by dessert - in addition to the usual required dishes, a fragrant custard cake was added, which was Lin En's favorite flavor.

The little wizards, who had already filled their stomachs, used their other stomachs to fill up a lot of snacks, and then turned their eyes to the old principal, who still had some cream on the corners of his mouth.

After the school song is sung, they can go back to bed.

After experiencing a strange journey and hearing the news about the wanted criminal, they just wanted to go back to the dormitory early to rest and use sleep to offset the shock.

Dumbledore did not disappoint everyone's expectations.

He was never the kind of teacher who would hurt students' hearts with long speeches. Instead, he always seemed to want to leave work earlier than his students.

As the Weasley twins' funeral march version of the school song finally came to an end, amid the noisy clatter of tables, chairs and benches, the young wizards gathered into four long lines and rushed towards the common rooms of their respective colleges.

On the way, you can always hear the chattering questions of first-year students - no matter whether they are from Muggle-born or wizard families, they always feel infinite novelty when they come to this castle for the first time.

In the chaos, Lynn walked past the trio who came to congratulate Hagrid and said in a low but penetrating voice:

"Cedric, come to my office later."

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Cedric has always been very efficient.

In just over ten minutes, he appeared in Lynn's office after having just escorted the little wizards back.

Unlike Lin En's three right-hand men, he did not come to this room very often - although almost everyone knew that he was highly respected because he had received a complete set of metal runes, and Lin En had never concealed this fact.

But this impeccable top student is always reluctant to be disturbed too much outside of class, which has a lot to do with his slightly introverted and quiet personality.

Today was no exception. He sat opposite Lynn. He was not as relaxed as he was in the Stargazer Club activity room. Instead, he was a little nervous, with a bit of shyness like a big boy.

"Don't be so reserved, Cedric." Lynn handed him a bottle of butterbeer with a smile, "We haven't seen each other for nearly two months. How was your summer vacation?"

"Very fulfilling, Professor." Cedric said, "I finally finished reading the list of books you gave me. It was very rewarding."

"I'm a little surprised that you can feel it, and you can cast the full form of the Patronus Charm in just one summer vacation." Lin En said approvingly, "It must feel good to get rid of the Trace."

"Thank you, Professor. It's great to be able to practice magic during the summer vacation." After taking two sips of his drink, Cedric smiled. "Father has always wanted to say hello to you."

"Amos is a rare good man. Maybe next summer vacation, I can go to your house to bother you?"

"Of course! You'll be most welcome in our whole family."

"Then let's schedule it before the Quidditch World Cup. I'll give you a little surprise then."

"surprise?"

"Yes, it's a surprise." Lynn nodded, "Only if you can meet my requirements this year, like Boyce - I was quite surprised that he actually got nine certificates."

"I'll try my best, Professor!" Cedric said with a happy look on his face and full of confidence.

"Well... you really need to work harder." Lynn stared at him intently and changed the subject, "Frankly speaking, your performance on the train today was good, but it still doesn't satisfy me completely."

"Eh?"

"Why, are you surprised?"

"A bit, sir."

"That's normal. After all, for a student who hasn't even graduated yet, being able to use a complete Patronus is already a very remarkable achievement."

Lynn smiled and said, “But my expectations for you have never been as simple as being an excellent student.”

He drew out his wand, pointed it at the open space beside them, and waved it gently.

"Call the gods to protect you."

A nimble silver-white fox flew out from the tip of the staff, jumping around Cedric as if it had its own life.

A strong feeling of joy infected him, and the silver glow added a touch of brightness to the whole room.

"If your Patronus was at this level, the Dementor would have been turned to ashes on the spot today. By the way, this is my fifth-year level."

Lin En said calmly, "I hope you can reach this level within a year. Your magic level is good now, but it still needs to be improved. You have the potential."

Feeling the Patronus Charm that was completely different from his own, and hearing the words "him in the fifth grade" from Lynn's mouth, Cedric felt unprecedented pressure and motivation.

"I will definitely do my best, Professor!"

He put down the drink bottle and said it solemnly.

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Meanwhile, in Beauxbatons Castle.

It was already completely dark here, an hour earlier than in the UK, and the freshman orientation ceremony and dinner had also ended some time ago.

With a new dormitory and new roommates, Rim lay on his side on the soft big bed. In his arms was Xiao Hei, who was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He was warm and furry.

After nearly two months of adaptation, she officially became a member of Beauxbatons School of Magic under the witness of Euphemia and Madame Maxime.

Compared to Hogwarts, which only recruits students from the UK, Beauxbatons, with students from all over Europe, is obviously a more tolerant and suitable choice - here, at least she will not be ridiculed for her ancestry, skin color, and not-so-fluent English and French.

In her room alone, there were two little wizards who came from the Iberian Peninsula in southern Europe to study and whose English level was not as good as hers. However, they had a good conversation by talking and gesticulating.

What's more, she has such a smart kitten, which makes people envy her even more. It makes her feel as if she is back home and happy with her playmates - this is something that cannot be replaced by the care from the elders.

With full of expectations, she gradually felt sleepy. The soft quilt and the little Hei in her arms gave her warmth, pushing her into a dream.

In her dream, the biting wind of the Hindu Kush Mountains gradually faded away, and the warm sunshine of the Pyrenees illuminated her heart, slowly clearing away the remaining darkness.