"What are you talking about, Lucius?"

Fudge said in panic: "Dumbledore was temporarily suspended... no... this will never work..."

"This is the matter of the board, Forge." Mr. Malfoy said calmly, "Since Dumbledore cannot stop these attacks, so many students have suffered disaster..."

"I mean, Lucius..." Fudge took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face. "If Dumbledore can't solve it, who else can solve it?"

"Then wait and see." Malfoy smiled proudly.

"You can't take Dumbledore away!" Hagrid suddenly shouted. He stared at Mr. Malfoy with his eyes and fiercely: "Only he can solve all this!"

Harry and Ron stood in the corner, feeling like they were dripping from the top of their heads and cold to the soles of their feet.

"This is what the board means, Hagrid." Mr. Malfoy said lazily, "Dumbledore's concealment and inaction made the directors very dissatisfied..."

"You'd better worry about yourself, maybe you'll have a pleasant holiday in Azkaban..." Mr. Malfoy said sneering.

Hager let out a low whimper in his throat, but he still stared at Mr. Malfoy without any reservation, as if he was about to rush up and slap him at any time.

"Calm down, Hagrid." Dumbledore said peacefully.

He looked at Mr. Malfoy and said calmly: "If the board wants me to leave, Lucius, of course I will give up my seat."

"No-" Harry let out a low whimper.

Dumbledore's blue eyes glanced at the two little wizards standing in the corner, and said slowly and clearly: "However, I will truly leave this school only when everyone here betrays me."

“At Hogwarts, those who ask for help are always available.”

Harry seemed to feel Dumbledore winking at him.

"Emotional is commendable, Albus." Mr. Malfoy sneered, "I hope your successor can stop these events..." He bowed gracefully and decently, then strode away.

Hagrid shouted: "If you want something, the spider can always guide you in the right direction." He followed him out of the cabin.

Fudge glanced at Harry who was silent in the corner and said kindly: "You are Harry, I am the Minister of Magic Connelly Fudge." He stretched out his right hand to Harry.

Harry reached out and shook Fudge's hand, feeling his hand was wet with sweat.

Fudge smiled and said in his crisp and fast voice: "I'm sorry this happens in Hogwarts, but I still hope you can live here... well, happy."

"I like it very much, sir, but Hagrid..." Harry said in a hurry.

"Oh, of course, so many terrible things happened..." Forge wiped his sweat with his handkerchief, "Hagge was involved in this matter, just leave it to us. Then, now, you should go back with your friend..."

He glanced at Ron, nodded at Harry, and hurriedly left the cabin.

"I can't believe that he shook your hands," Ron said, "If Percy knew it, he would scream and faint..."

"No, Ron, this is not the key..."

"I know, Hagrid was taken away, Dumbledore was suspended..." Ron said desperately, "Hogwarts is finished, Harry."

They walked towards the castle in a heavy mood, and were extremely silent along the way.

...

Brian unfolded the letter Mr. Foley gave him and looked at the contents:

"Bryan, it's awful. I heard that the Greengrass lady was attacked. My mother and I agree that it's necessary for you to go home and avoid the limelight first."

"If Hogwarts's matter is not resolved, we consider letting you go to Dermstrong, where the teaching level is good, and it is not as pedantic as Hogwarts, about the black magic..."

"Lucius, Norte and others discussed it. We think you need to leave school first. I think we will come over to pick you up this evening..."

"There is one more thing. After seeing your letter last time, I agreed with your thoughts. Dumbledore's old bee can't be provoked at will. He is so terrible... although I can't stand him."

"But Lucius obviously always underestimated Dumbledore. You know, he thought it was a rare opportunity to get Dumbledore out of office. He obviously didn't listen to my persuasion and was determined to threaten the board of directors..."

"I had to support him. Of course, I helped him convince two members of the school board. After all, they were my friends and were very dissatisfied with Dumbledore's previous concealment. The others were handled by Lucius..."

"I think Dumbledore has been temporarily suspended. Of course, I don't think this can really drive Dumbledore away. His prestige and momentum are not something I can do... I have to find a way to ensure that when Dumbledore makes a comeback, Lucius will not be kicked out of the school board..."

"To be honest, if Lucius could have such a clear mind as you, I wouldn't have to work so hard for him to operate... I really saw Merlin, did Lucius live to an owl at such a big age..."

Brian glanced at the back of a bunch of complaints and looked back at the contents in front.

"Is it evening?" he frowned, "It seems that we can't drag it down."

He packed up his things, checked his equipment, and hurried out of the auditorium.

"Brian, where are you going? Class is coming!" Draco shouted.

"Go to the bathroom." Brian replied.

When he passed by the foyer, he happened to run into Mr. Malfoy.

"Good noon, Mr. Malfoy." Brian was kind and decent.

"Good noon, Brian." Lucius Malfoy nodded to him, holding the snake-shaped cane, "I think you have received your father's letter?"

"Yes." Brian nodded with a smile.

Mr. Malfoy just nodded and said, "I'll go find Draco."

The two passed by, and Brian stopped and whispered: "Mr. Malfoy, you need to be wary of your house elf named Dobby."

Mr. Malfoy stopped and looked back at him, his gray eyes were plain and calm. He whispered: "What do you say?"

"I know something about the secret room, Mr. Malfoy." Brian thought for a moment, but decided to let him be more careful.

Lucius Malfoy looked at him quietly, rubbing the head of the silver cane in his hand, and posing as a scrubbing gesture.

"That diary, sir. Everything is because of it, the secret room..." Brian's eyes were quiet and deep.

"How could you know..." Mr. Malfoy stared at him.

"Of course, I've been investigating the relevant news..." Brian smiled, "but that's not the key. The key is that everything you do is seen by the elf. He seems to have a good impression of Harry Potter and has been trying to remind him..."

Mr. Malfoy narrowed his eyes and his eyes became a little dangerous.

"You need to be alert, Mr. Malfoy." Brian said softly, "Dumbledore obviously got some news about the secret room, and may even have doubted you...but he has no evidence. Your only loophole is Dobby, Mr....at least it is more appropriate for you to make him forget this."

Mr. Malfoy looked at him deeply, and Brian returned with a humble and peaceful smile. He nodded slowly and walked towards the other end of the corridor.

He walked into the auditorium and saw Draco walking over swayingly. Gole helped him hold the textbook and followed him like a shadow.

"Dad!" Draco looked over with a smile when he saw Mr. Malfoy.

"How about it, Dad? Are you going to pick me up home?" He looked arrogantly at the crowds coming and going in the auditorium, who were unaware of the danger they were in. There was a sense of pity and condescendence in his eyes.

Mr. Malfoy frowned and tightened the cane in his hand.

It was okay if there was no comparison, but after seeing the children of the Fry family, he always felt that his silly son was too inferior.

I'm afraid I'm going to be fooled around in school.
Chapter completed!