Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Bagman's face was pale, and he seemed to have been drained of all his energy and spirit, and he couldn't muster any strength at all.

Lin En couldn't bear it, and said softly: "It's not your fault, especially since you didn't do anything wrong, but did those people really help you pay off the goblin's loan sharking?"

"I asked those little guys to forgive my debts. We had no financial dealings," Bagman said seriously, but then hesitated. "That's what I remember, but you know..."

"I understand that your memories are hard to tell right from wrong right now," Lynn said. "Go to St. Mungo's. You need to take a long vacation. Amelia will conduct a comprehensive investigation on you soon, and someone will ensure your safety throughout the process."

"I...!" Bagman's eyes widened. "Can I... I can't lose this job!"

"So you wanted to run away just now?" Lynn looked at him coldly, "Don't forget that you are an official of the Ministry of Magic. You should at least have some dignity. Don't think I'm just here to destroy your job. Look at this."

With a powerful wave of the hawthorn wood wand, the smooth new floor suddenly cracked, revealing a long and narrow secret staircase leading underground - a silver light flashed at the deepest part, which was the reflection of the light spell on the metal casing.

"this--"

"Do you understand now? If I hadn't made adjustments before I came in, you and your house would have been blown to the sky like old Crouch's house. Do you still think I'm harming you, Bagman?" Lynn asked sternly.

"this is too scary."

Bagman was horrified. He had no idea that he had been sleeping for days above a volcano that could erupt at any time.

"You saved my life, Lynn!"

"You're a discarded pawn, Ludo." Lynn called him a different name, and his eyes softened. "But it doesn't matter. I'll help you deal with it. Go to St. Mungo's and receive serious treatment and investigation. As for these Muggle weapons, Dumbledore and I will find out the rat behind it. I'll talk to Amelia."

Bagman left with many thanks.

He didn't even pack anything in the house. He rushed out in a panic and headed straight for St. Mungo's. With the experience of old Crouch, he had a great fear of this powerful Muggle weapon and was like a frightened bird.

After he left, Lynn took out the sealed giant bombs. Instead of studying them immediately, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket - Dumbledore's name was displayed on it.

Chapter 501 Two or Three Parties

"Professor Eric! You're finally back. Everyone is waiting for you to attend the celebration party!" A Hufflepuff saw Lynn in the castle corridor and shouted happily, "Professor Sprout and the others are here! There are also many students from other colleges. It's so lively!"

"Excuse me, Raymond, I have something else to take care of. You guys go ahead and I'll be there later."

Lynn said as he strode upstairs, surprising the little wizard who had thought he could go back with the professor.

Looking at his back as he walked away, the excited young man always felt as if there was some story, but soon, the call of his companions from the other side of the corridor made him forget all about it.

The dinner at the castle was nothing, the real highlight was the feast in the common room - the whole Hogwarts would undoubtedly be filled with joy, but the happiest ones would definitely be Hufflepuff and Gryffindor.

Not only can they celebrate their victory, but they can also be the first to know the secret hidden in the golden egg. What an honorable and bragging-worthy thing it is!

Thinking of this, he threw the professor's matter out of his mind, and rushed back to the common room of his college with his friends, holding all kinds of snacks and magic tricks in their arms.

The classmates and teachers there were waiting for their arrival - as for the source of these things, the two young men who were counting money in the dormitory should know it very well.

What's the right way to celebrate without Hogsmeade's butterbeer and various cakes, as well as freshly baked magic tricks blessed by alchemy?

This is a great time and a business opportunity not to be missed.

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There was constant singing and laughter in the common room, but the principal's office was filled with a depressing feeling as if a storm was about to come.

As soon as Lynn opened the door, Dumbledore stood up from his seat impatiently.

"So, is there any information from Bagman that we should pay attention to?"

"Half and half, take a look at this first." Lynn took out his wand and waved it lightly. A bomb that was six or seven meters long appeared in front of Dumbledore and fell heavily on the blanket.

Dumbledore was so frightened that he didn't even have time to use his wand. He cast more than a dozen spells out of thin air to wrap the bomb tightly.

Seeing that everything was OK, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a deep voice, "Is this the Muggle weapon that Gellert encountered that time?"

"I still have seven of them," Lin En said. "If anyone else chases after them, something bad might happen."

"Can you tell where it came from?"

"There are obvious signs of modification. It's not just a Muggle weapon." Lynn shook his head. "My people have already investigated this matter. It will be carried out in parallel with my other plan later. You will know. Let's talk about Bagman first."

"Okay, you say."

“His memory was rewritten in such detail that even he wasn’t sure of the details,” Lynn said.

"This shows that the person who performed the magic was not only highly skilled, but also had thorough preparations."

"At least he's a tough guy." Lynn said meaningfully, "Even if we cooperate, it will take some effort to achieve this. Bagman is not good, but he's not so clumsy."

"But I still have a question. Why did they use such a crude method?" Dumbledore said, "Since they can manipulate Bagman's memory, they should make him more hidden. Now it seems like they are offering it to him. It doesn't make sense."

"There are two possibilities. One is to test our vigilance and set a trap. It would be best if it works, but it doesn't matter if it doesn't. The other possibility is of course to cover up for more important people and set up a more complicated network of relationships to divert our attention."

"It is indeed possible. If you hadn't gone there, the consequences would have been hard to imagine."

"The loophole in this approach is that we may not necessarily go to his house, especially after learning from old Crouch's lesson - I went there specifically to verify my hypothesis, and I would be more cautious under normal circumstances."

"Then what do you mean?"

"On the one hand, they don't care about the loss of weapons, which means they have sufficient sources. On the other hand, Bagman's existence is to cover up more important people - but this conflicts with Karkaroff, unless they are not in the same group."

"So, Voldemort and these monsters have plans here? They hope to find his weak spot to control him, just like the people you met."

"Voldemort certainly looked down on these monsters. Both sides distrusted each other, yet both needed each other's strength - this explains more problems. Where there is conflict, there is room for maneuver."

Lynn took out a bill she had found in Bagman's bedroom and placed it in front of Dumbledore.

"The investigation will start with these loan sharks, and the school can't slow down either - let Mundungus Fletcher get ready for work, I still need him for something."

"Mundungus?" Dumbledore was a little confused. It was the first time he couldn't keep up with Lynn's rhythm.

"He is the most professional at breaking into houses and picking locks, and Gellert can use him." Lynn said, "We also need to carefully check the background of this newcomer at Durmstrang, but there is no need to be too anxious, just investigate secretly, after all, no one will take action for a while."

"That's true. After today, we'll have to wait until the next match to take any action," Dumbledore said. "But who do you think Bagman will cover for?"

"It's not complicated. There are only two people who can come with him every time, Fudge and Excellin Blount."

"Blount..."

"Let's keep the status quo for now - tomorrow the Daily Prophet will publish news that old Crouch is getting better, and she and the people behind her will be unable to resist jumping out."

"...I understand. Those who control the dissemination of information control most of the wizarding society. What you said does make sense. This has been verified."

"This is the wisdom of modern people, and it is also the biggest difference between us and those beasts that only have strength. Even if they try to imitate our way of thinking, they can never truly become human. The instincts of beasts are their flaws."

"Compared to you, I do seem like an old, stubborn antique." Dumbledore smiled. "Let's do as you say. The Phoenix Society will cooperate with you, including myself. You can trust me as much as you trust Gellert, and I will trust you as well. This applies to all plans."

"Then I'm relieved. With the situation changing, we all need more friends. When you are free in the next few days, go to St. Mungo's to visit old Crouch and do the whole trick."

Lynn bowed politely, "I have to go to the celebration party now. Ced and the others will be waiting anxiously. I also have to go to Harry and Hermione's place."

Without waiting for Dumbledore to reply, he turned and left, leaving the bomb, which was no longer a threat, to the old headmaster who had nothing to do.

After a long while, Dumbledore finally turned his eyes away from the "gift", returned to his seat, and said tiredly: "Minerva, do you understand now?"

"If the opponent is not a monolithic entity, but two sides that are wary of each other, then the situation and plan need to be carefully discussed. But this is not a bad thing for us. The more dispersed we are, the more feasible it is to defeat them one by one."

The door to the principal's secret room slowly opened, and a small and cute tabby cat walked out.

As he spoke, the solemn witch stood behind him.

"Not only the Order of the Phoenix, but Hogwarts also needs to take action. What do you need me to do?" she asked without hesitation.

Chapter 502: Thirty Years into the Future

The celebration party for Hufflepuff and Gryffindor was basically a success.

Lynn, who only joined in the second half, also enjoyed the brief comfort and joy with his students, especially the Hufflepuffs.

As the most non-competitive and inclusive of the four major colleges, Hufflepuff does not have too many honors, even with the appearance of Lynn and Cedric.

Although the tournament is still undecided, the perfect start is enough to make the Badgers feel excited.

Perhaps the only drawback was the piercing noise after opening the golden egg - it was an extremely horrible, sharp and piercing scream that made people's brains ache, and even the knowledgeable Professor Sprout frowned.

According to Hermione, the situation in Gryffindor was not much different at the time, and it almost gave her a heart attack.

The two young men, immersed in their joy, only then recalled Bagman's last reminder.

The competition for the second project actually started from the moment you got the golden egg. The next three months will be both a long vacation and an opportunity to turn the situation around.

Students' growth is always rapid.

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The last month of 1994 arrived with great force amidst strong winds and heavy snow.

The aftermath of the first round of the tournament still reverberated within and beyond Hogwarts Castle, but not just there.

Thanks to various newspapers and periodicals such as the Daily Prophet, as well as the already popular wizard radio stations, the influence of this event has expanded to various countries in Europe and America, and has become a topic of conversation for many people after dinner.

There were even more and more people hoping to allow live spectators to watch the last two rounds of matches. Letters piled up on the desks of officials at all levels of the Ministry of Magic, which also posed a problem for Fudge, who had been repeatedly criticized for his poor security work at the event.

As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison. Minister Fudge was criticized by major media outlets for nothing, but Amelia, who was actually the second-in-command, became a celebrity. She was interviewed and reported on in various ways, and rumors spread on the streets for a while.

Fudge felt a great crisis, and although he had not yet fought openly, he was very worried about it.

He quickly thought of the idea Umbridge had come up with not long ago, the idea he had put aside for the time being.

So, on an ordinary weekend, he changed his clothes and walked into Malfoy Manor with Umbridge.

At the same time, the news also reached a small tea party at Barnold Manor in Wales.

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"Do you think Fudge will really do something to Amelia?" Mrs. Barnold asked as she waved her wand to add tea to Lynn's cup.

"That's not really the important question, Millicent," Lynn said. "It just determines how Fudge leaves office."

"You are becoming more and more sophisticated." The capable old woman sighed, "It is indeed a flawless plan."

Amelia pursed her lips and said, "Sometimes I am very curious, how many people have you collected?"

"As long as they are useful and willing to cooperate, we welcome them all." Lin En didn't say anything, Euphemia said softly, "After all, there are more urgent things now."

"I hope you can tell us the truth about this matter. What kind of guys are we about to face?" Banod's expression became serious.

After all, he has been the Minister of Magic for many years. Although he has retired and is at home, his influence is still there.

Lynn did not dare to delay and took out a copy of Bagman's memoirs of what happened at St. Mungo's and handed it over.

"They are the ones who did this. It was very secretive and vicious." He looked at the old man sitting opposite him seriously, and said firmly, "This is an opponent as dangerous and cruel as Voldemort. We need to unite."

He put special emphasis on the word unity.

Barnold read it quickly and nodded, saying, "This is why you must get Fudge out of office. He doesn't have the responsibility and courage to do so."

"Your vision is still as sharp as ever."

"But it's not that easy. Fudge won't give up his power. He is a power-hungry animal. If it's not handled properly, there will be big problems," said Amelia.

Lynn shook his head contemptuously. "It's not up to him. Dumbledore and I would rather resolve all the unstable factors as soon as possible than to come and hinder us when we are doing something important. If anyone is blind, let him go and accompany Fudge."

The bloody murderous aura echoed in the room, and even though Barnold and Amelia had experienced the years when Voldemort was wreaking chaos, their expressions suddenly became stern.

Seeing the mood of the two, Euphemia picked up the teapot and added water to the empty teacup. She said in a gentle tone: "I believe you have all seen the various problems in the Ministry of Magic in recent years. This kind of chaos is not a solution. Amelia is the most suitable choice."

"...I agree." After thinking for a while, Barnold looked at Lin En meaningfully and said in a deep voice, "Since you and Dumbledore have reached an agreement."

"That's not right, Millicent." Lynn said, "I hope we can truly unite as one, working together like we did when facing Voldemort - I'm not exaggerating, and this is not the power struggle you've experienced. We will face a race that is different from any known creature."

He showed a rare solemnity, and his eyes met those of the two ladies who held important powers, with sincerity and seriousness.

Amelia Bones spoke first: "I know what you mean, Lynn. I have seen the corpses of those monsters. They are indeed very dangerous. If there is no effective means, they may be more difficult to deal with than the mysterious man."

Euphemia bowed slightly in thanks.

This was the final weight that dispelled Barnold's concerns and suspicions, and also the final driving force that prompted her to make up her mind to break the convention.

She asked with a complicated expression: "How sure are you?"

"Before the war begins, all the empty talk about probability and certainty is false. I can only answer you this way: Dumbledore and I, as well as all those who support us, will do everything we can to achieve victory."

"Okay... I understand what you mean." Barnold sighed, "We have been working together for more than ten years, Lin En, I still remember what it was like in the beginning."

"I was still very young then, and you were in your prime. You gave me a lot of useful advice, which I still remember to this day." Lin En said sincerely, "Now I still hope to get your valuable advice and reminders."

"It's different now, but I appreciate your honesty." Barnold waved his hand and said to the man beside him, "I believe Amelia will have a good time working with you. Although I think you are becoming more and more suitable to be the Minister of Magic, do you really not have such an idea?"