Faced with Slughorn's loud shouting, Dumbledore just smiled softly and did not respond.

As if Slughorn was just playing a joke on him.

And Link is full of malicious speculation, Dumbledore is simply not wanting to give Slughorn a salary increase.

After all, as long as he doesn't respond, he can handle it as if he didn't hear it.

Dumbledore also seemed to have noticed Link's strange gaze, and while walking with Link on the country road, he asked:

"How do you feel about Slughorn?"

Hearing this, Link remembered the other party's previous appearance of being courteous before and after, and couldn't help but smile:

"An interesting person."

"You mean to say that he's vain and cheeky?" Dumbledore said, "after all, as soon as he heard that you were Link Foley, and that he was willing to admit that he was your teacher, his whole attitude immediately changed. changed."

Link raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

When Dumbledore saw this, he continued:

"I have to say that your first impression of him was correct. Horace really likes material things, and on top of that he likes to be with famous, successful, powerful people. He enjoys that It feels like he is at the mercy of everything, but he never wants to be in power, and prefers to be in a secondary position. He always says that it will be more free and more flexible, because it will take less risk.

When he was still at Hogwarts, he would always choose some students he liked for special training.

And to get his 'like', you need to excel in some aspects.

Sometimes it's because of their ambition or intelligence, sometimes because of their charisma or talent, and he has a very unusual ability to pick out people who will make their mark in all walks of life.

Horace built a club with himself as the core, made up of his favorite protégés. He makes them acquainted with each other, makes useful connections, and always ends up with some kind of benefit, a free box of his favorite pineapple preserves, or a chance to recommend a clerk to the Goblin Liaison Office. "

Link doesn't show much surprise at Dumbledore's description.

Because with Dumbledore's narration, the memory of Slughorn in his head was slowly awakening.

It is also because he has seen too many people like Slughorn.

Whether it is the past life, the current country, or any model that exists in the world, in fact, it cannot get rid of the shadow of the human society.

And Slug is the ultimate representative of this kind of human society.

He was like a big spider, spun a thread here and a thread there, spun a web around his body, and drew big, tasty succulent flies to him.

"I'm telling you this," Dumbledore continued, "not to disgust you with Horace, but to show you his truest side. A full understanding of the new professor, this is the The power you deserve as a member of the Hogwarts Quartet.

Of course, he will definitely attack you in the future.

After all, you are what he calls 'the most gifted and talented wizard in thousands of years', I think he must win you over.

In this way, in his collection cabinet, there is an important collection that is worth boasting about for a lifetime.

However, I don't think I need to worry about this, you can definitely handle it, right? "

Dumbledore had full confidence in Link in this regard.

With Link's mind and cunning, he felt that if Slughorn's social skills were really strong enough to draw Link into his network.

Then Slughorn wouldn't have had to move around (g) before.

The mere fact that Voldemort and Death Eaters were in front of him was probably just a low-level force.

It was precisely because of this confidence that he didn't look at Link's expression at all when he spoke.

He knew that Link must have the same idea as him.

There was just one thing that kept attracting his attention.

That is the Foley family embroidered brooch on Link's chest.

As far as Dumbledore knew, this was the core brooch made by the Foley family using the cutting-edge technology of the Auror troops.

Dumbledore, who has many functions in it, dare not guess.

When he was in Beauxbatons before, Link relied on the spatial positioning ability on this brooch to summon the hunter group and Auror troops stationed in the country.

At this moment, it is regularly flashing a faint blue light.

"Someone is sending me a message," Link explained, taking off the brooch and starting to look at it, "I was embarrassed to interrupt you because of what you said. Now that you have finished speaking, I will At once……"

Link's words stopped abruptly, the smile that originally hung on his face disappeared, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and the whole thing suddenly became serious.

Dumbledore said:

"What happened?"

"It's the French Ministry of Magic," Link said expressionlessly, putting down his brooch. "The revenge over there has come."

...

ten minutes later.

Inside a secret room at the Ministry of Magic.

Link and Dumbledore slowly emerged from the flames.

Seeing this, Newland, Percy and the others in the secret room all approached to say hello.

Dumbledore responded with a smile, while Link nodded expressionlessly, and then focused his attention on the blonde woman on a tied chair in the center of the secret room.

Link had already learned the details from the messages Newland sent him.

Therefore, he also recognized that this is the blond OL girl who went to Newland's house to "visit" earlier.

However, compared to before, the woman today has lost the calmness and calmness of the past. Although her overall clothes are still intact, and she does not seem to have much trauma, her whole person not only has a dull expression, but also spreads a despair. The breath, as if it was played badly.

"Cough cough..."

Percy coughed a few times, and explained a little embarrassedly, "This is because we use Veritaserum and Legilimency too hard. But it doesn't matter, we have given her initial treatment, and she will be at most There will be some forgetfulness, and I will not become a fool."

Link nodded and said:

"So, did she say anything useful?"

Hearing this, Percy's expression became even more embarrassing.

The whole person hesitated for a long time there, and then said:

"Unfortunately, Lord Foley, someone has placed a ban on her brain. Although we have circumvented this part of the ban with appropriate Veritaserum and Legilimency, the information we can obtain in this way is only limited to That leaves her from France."

"In other words, you haven't actually come up with any useful information?"

Hearing what Link said, Percy, Newland and others were all in a relationship, and the atmosphere in the entire secret room became dull.

"Newland, you are the hero, you don't have to."

Link looked at Newland and said in a slow voice.

Hearing this, Newland breathed a sigh of relief.

After the initial excitement had passed, he had also calmed down.

Catching such a French spy was not a complete good thing for him.

Especially under the premise that the other party can't provide much useful information at all.

This is likely to make Link doubt him too.

After all, flies don't bite seamless eggs, and the fact that the group of French people can stare at him means that he has flaws.

If Link really thinks so, then let alone a promotion and a raise, it would be good if Link didn't give him small shoes.

Judging from the current situation, Link seems to have no such idea, at least not on the surface.

"Thank you for your trust, Lord Foley."

Newland bent down and saluted, speaking respectfully.

Seeing this, Link waved his hand and said:

"I said, it doesn't have to be like this. You have made a contribution, and the internship in the Auror office will end early and become a regular. In addition, I will personally give you a bonus of 500 gold Galleons."

"Really?"

Newland asked excitedly, then realized his rudeness, quickly covered his mouth, and just kept thanking Link.

Just the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't hide it.

You know, he originally had no hope for the so-called reward.

But Link still gave them all to him.

The bonus of 500 gold Galleons will not be discussed.

The money was indeed a lot, enough for him to add several potions to replenish his mother's body.

But the most important thing is to correct ahead of time.

After being promoted like this, he is the second regular member of this batch of new recruits to the Ministry of Magic.

Second only to Cedric in the rankings, and even more capable of throwing away Siegfried!

After that, he will be able to mock Skeffen as an upright senior!

This is what makes him feel the most refreshing thing!

Even now, he felt that someone had cast envious and resentful eyes on him.

This must be the shogun!

Only this guy would be so careful!

Thinking of this, Newland could barely breathe.

There is nothing that can make Sigeffen unhappy, and make him more happy.

However, when he raised his head slightly and turned his head to look at the resentful eyes with a red face showing off, it was Percy's slightly distorted face.

Forehead.

Newland was slightly taken aback.

He really did not expect that the person who was full of resentment towards him would be Percy.

It doesn't make sense!

Nuland was puzzled, so he could only restrain his smile and turn his head slightly to avoid looking directly at Percy.

For now, he can't afford to offend a 'big guy' like Percy.

But in the next moment, he understood why.

Because Link's voice had already sounded again.

"As for you, Percy, continue to strengthen the investigation and find out all those rats from France." Link's tone was completely different from when he spoke to Newland before, deep and majestic, "Besides, I explained earlier. How's the task of clearing up the remaining Death Eaters for you?"

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"Sorry, Lord Foley, we have tried our best." Percy leaned down and said, "In the past month or so, we have conducted a high-intensity interrogation of Lucius Malfoy, and the entire country has been interrogated. Turned it upside down, but still didn't get much. I thought...there shouldn't be any so-called surviving Death Eaters."

"What do you think? When did you think it was your turn? Don't forget that Peter Pettigrew hasn't been caught yet!"

Link suddenly increased his tone, "Intensify efforts to continue the search, and at the same time expand the search scope to the whole of Europe, I suspect that the group of Death Eaters have left the country!"

Percy's eyes almost bulged as soon as he said this.

He stared at Link with wide-eyed eyes.

You must know that to search across borders without authorization is a violation of the international wizarding agreement.

Just looking at Link's stern gaze, Percy finally closed his mouth and lowered his head to show his obedience.

"Link, what about this female spy? What are you going to do with it?" Perhaps feeling that the atmosphere in the secret room was a little too tense, Cedric said softly, "Otherwise, hand her back to The International Confederation of Wizards, by the way, we can also raise a wave of condemnation, which can be regarded as a counterattack against the French Ministry of Magic."

When Link heard this, he turned his head to look at Cedric.

I have to say, this is indeed a good idea.

In other words, it is waste utilization.

Anyway, this female spy has no intelligence value anymore.

The prohibition in her brain has already blocked almost all the roads.

This kind of ban at the level of 'deletion' is powerless even for masters at the level of Link and Dumbledore.

In this case, it is better to throw her out, so that the Ministry of Magic of the country can regain the moral commanding heights and ease the pressure of international condemnation.

However, Link had other ideas.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly and said:

"No, let's keep her for a while. I always feel that if you keep her, you can catch more big fish!"

"You mean...she is not the only spy who came to the country this time?"

Cedric's expression suddenly became serious.

Link nodded with a smile, turned his head and said as he walked:

"Anyway, let's all tighten up your slack nerves. Next, I'm afraid we will usher in a fierce battle!"

Hearing this, Percy and the others all leaned over to say goodbye.

Dumbledore looked at Link calmly.

Although he also followed him tonight, he never looked at it, acting as an observer.

And he, the observer, did observe some different things.

For example, Link has indeed grown from a student to an outstanding superior.

For another example, although Link's team is young, it also has the unity and vitality that the original Ministry of Magic did not have!

This is a new combination full of hope, and Dumbledore also firmly believes that such a combination will inevitably lead the Ministry of Magic of the country, and even the entire magic circle of the country through the next difficulties.

So, great again!

After thinking about it, Link has slowly come to his side.

Dumbledore smiled softly at Link, and then the phoenix flames re-wrapped their bodies.

...

Spider End Alley.

A dilapidated red brick house has a small living room.

It's just a living room, but it feels like a soft-walled cell in a mental hospital or a detention center that is specially designed to prevent prisoners from hurting themselves.

The walls here are filled with books, most of them in old black or brown leather covers; a candle-lit lamp hangs down from the ceiling, casting a dim aperture in which it is huddled next to each other A frayed sofa, an old armchair and a rickety table.

It was already late at night, and even the magical flames that exuded a cold aura in the fireplace were about to go out, and only the sparks were still struggling, providing coolness for this small living room.

And Snape, sitting on the sofa that was almost rotten, stared dully at the fireplace in front of him.

He looked haggard.

His face was pale like a drowned dead man, but under his eyes, there were two thick black eye circles.

"crunch-"

The candle light hanging from the ceiling suddenly shook for no reason.

The movement awakened Snape from his sluggish state.

Because, this is an early warning that the vigilance spell is triggered!

His eyes became sharp and deep again, and at this moment the gloomy and mean Snape of the past seemed to return.

The wand appeared in Snape's hands instantly, and he quietly got up and came to the door, leaning on his side, and carefully opened the bolt.

The door was pulled open, and then pulled back by the hinges, revealing only a slit.

Outside the door stood two people shrouded in black robes.

They seemed to be about to knock on the door, but were taken aback by the sudden movement, and they all took a step back.

The black-robed man at the head also protected the other behind him.

But after seeing the deep and indifferent eyes behind the door, the man in black robe was relieved.

She lifted the hood behind her head, revealing long blond hair and a haggard but beautiful face.

"Narcissa!"

As Snape spoke, he undid the hinges, opened the door a little wider, and let the indoor light shine on the man behind her again, "And Draco? What a surprise and delight! "

"Severus," Narcissa whispered nervously, "may I talk to you? It's urgent."

"Of course."

Snape took a step back and let them inside.

They looked so nervous, sweating so much from their robes that Draco's whole face was hot and red as if it had been steamed.

Seeing this, Snape pointed his wand lightly at the fireplace.

The magic flame that was about to be extinguished in the furnace suddenly burned again.

A strong coolness emanated along with the burning of the flames, causing the temperature in the entire living room to drop a lot.

After doing all this, Snape turned his head, looked at Draco and Narcissa, who were obviously relieved, and said:

"So, what can I do for you?"

"Here... is there no one else here?"

Narcissa asked softly, looking very uneasy.

"Oh, of course not." Snape rummaged through the cupboard. "Anything to drink? You're in a panic now, maybe you need some wine."

Narcissa nodded, took the wine from Snape and drank it:

"Lucius, you should drink some too, and go to sleep in a while. Your face looks so bad now, it's like you haven't slept in a long time."

Snape glanced at the wine bottle in his hand, shook his head and said:

"No, I don't want to drink, and I can't sleep."

Such an answer was obviously beyond Narcissa's expectations.

But then, as if thinking of something, she asked worriedly:

"You're having nightmares again?"

"Nightmare?"

Draco raised his head in confusion.

But when his mother heard the words, she shook her head and motioned him not to ask any more questions.

Snape never slept very well.

Because every once in a while, he would have continuous nightmares.

And the content of that dream is the unforgettable student time.

And, the scene where Lily died.

This was a secret only known to very few people close to Snape, and Narcissa had no intention of revealing it to her son.

And listening to Narcissa's question, Snape seemed to have returned to his original sluggish appearance.

He said slowly in a voice almost dreaming:

"The nightmare this time was completely different from before. It was a completely dark dream, just in the sky, but a huge face appeared. There was a smile on that face, and I couldn't see him or say, It's her face, but the other person feels very familiar to me, even... very warm. I think, I should know her. She is just in the air, constantly saying to me, I love you, I love You, I love you..."

Narcissa frowned slightly.

She felt that Snape's mental state had probably reached a critical point close to collapse.

The pain caused by Lily's death was too great.

Even though Snape was a master of Occlumency, the pain seemed to be driving him crazy.

Narcissa's mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something to comfort her.

But at this moment, Snape suddenly looked at her ~lightnovelpub.net~ and said:

"Strictly speaking, it's not really a nightmare at all. Because that dream made me feel so good, it was like returning to the best time of my life, and it made people linger. But It is precisely because of this that I find it terrifying. This beauty is so abnormal! I am worried that if I go to sleep again, I will never wake up again."

Narcissa, who was stuck for a while, was speechless and could only smile awkwardly.

And Snape's eyes have completely recovered after saying all this.

He slowly took out a new wine glass, and then said lightly:

"Then, the chat is over, I think it's time to talk about some serious business. After all, you shouldn't be here just to care about my body, right?"

As soon as he said this, Draco pursed his lips nervously.

And Narcissa kept rubbing her hands, and finally took a deep breath and said:

"Severus, I'm so sorry to bother you like this, but I have to come to see you. I think you're the only one who can help me!"

"So, what's the matter?"

Snape nodded, then pulled Draco into the soft chair next to him and poured him a glass of wine.

He could tell that Draco was more nervous than his mother, and was shaking all over now.

But Draco didn't gulp down the drink like his mother did.

He grabbed Snape's arm with his backhand and pleaded with a trembling voice:

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