Chapter 126 Thoughts

Mu Yu had thought that Dumbledore would at least be furious, but she still underestimated the greatest white wizard in a century. His expression changed in a very short time. If he hadn't lowered his head, Mu Yu would never have believed that he was thinking.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Yu." He was as gentle as if the person being threatened was another person.

He wasn't asking for himself. What Mu Yu saw in the reflection of the half-moon glasses was the shadow of another person.

Dumbledore managed to hit her where it hurt.

She adjusted her sitting position, fiddled with the teacup, and then looked up at him again: "Of course."

Dumbledore adjusted the frame of the mirror, feeling a little more calm and relaxed compared to the previous anger: "Ah, obviously You gave me a bargaining chip that I can't refuse, and I think my answer is clear. There's no need to think about it any more."

If Dumbledore had always looked at her with some other emotions when she first came in, he would have even regarded her as grandpa. After mentioning it, the blue eyes now lost any warmth.

It was exactly the same as the sunshine today. It looked dazzling but could not warm the body.

Regardless of the outcome, there is actually no winner in today's small and short confrontation.

Even knowing this fact, Mu Yu was not willing to give in. She stood up, and Dumbledore also stood up, staring at her with his eyes as deep as the sea, showing respect, but not wanting to suffocate her. No matter how

distant and indifferent the past was, at least it existed. The sun was slowly shifting, and her position was suddenly exposed to the bright light. Instead, Dumbledore's figure became an elongated shadow, overlapping with the increasingly haggard shadow in his memory. .

She took a deep breath to regain some composure. The pain of being pinched when she opened her mouth had disappeared: "Very good tea. You are so noble, sir."

"I'm glad to have tea with you again, I'm afraid this old lunatic like me has to say a few words before leaving." Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his index finger. Even the shadows under the sun could not swallow up his kindness. "Love will leave traces on a person. This is a priceless treasure, the purest and most powerful magic. Once it disappears, it will be an immeasurable loss, and people will no longer be complete. I can't imagine a more miserable tragedy than being born and not being complete."

He said . He waved his hand to her to say goodbye, and the faint pity was the best reply to Mu Yu: "Yu, I have devoted more than ten years of hard work and hope to you, and the traces of love left on you are even more profound. You were deeply loved."

He moved silently and simply, as if he didn't even recognize what might be in this house.

This did not surprise Mu Yu. If he continues to argue or accuse, it will make her look down on him. Dumbledore couldn't convince himself that he couldn't escape the prison he had drawn for himself in his early years. Since he knew he couldn't do anything, and knew that she had a fatal weakness, why bother struggling in vain?

He didn't make it easier for her.

Mu Yu walked to the window and looked at the tall buildings in the distance. The sun was rising higher and higher, and the whole of London was lazily bathed in the hazy sunlight, receiving the last ray of morning baptism.

She put the jade pendant on her face, as if she was responding to Dumbledore, but also murmuring to herself: "You only told half of what you said. The disappearance of traces may indeed take away some things, but love is not the only thing that can make a person happy." Complete." She pressed her jade pendant hard against her face, "I'm just following my own path."

She didn't rush out of No. 12 Grimmauld Place. She just drew a symbol on the glass and stood quietly at the window. The light and shadow continued to move on the eaves, until a gray cloud blocked the misty sunshine. The light and shadow lost their support and slid softly down the ridge of the roof.

The old stairs creaked, heralding the arrival of another person.

The dying house welcomes two strangers. The portrait on the first floor didn't scream. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and there was a muffled sound. Someone was thrown at her feet, causing a little dust to fly.

She lifted her robe, and the two figures were still reflected in the dirty glass. Avides, who was supposed to return to Norway last night, dropped Grigovic from his hand and stood further away like a log.

"Yesterday you took my order, I also provided the materials, and paid you your life as a deposit. Now tell me how sure you are."

She didn't turn around, as if the scenery outside the window had caught her. fan. Her voice was equally gentle, but Grigovitch didn't even dare to raise his head in front of her. That kind of torture really left a big shadow.

"I, I, I, I have never made such materials," Grigovitch trembled for a long time before trembling out a few words, "It's so special..."

"What I gave you is of the best quality. Spiritual wood, these things are affordable, and the wand core is readily available. I just want to know how sure you are."

If it were so simple, the wand wouldn't be so difficult to make.

"You, the flower you gave me has magical power in itself, and is more autonomous than the tail feathers of a phoenix. If there is a mistake in the production..."

He couldn't say any more.

Mu Yu did not get angry, but asked again softly: "How sure are you?"

Grigovitch will never forget such a tone in his life. This devil and freak peeled off his skin with such a gentle look... "

Thirty percent, no, no, give me time, give me a few more chances, fifty percent, no, sixty percent," he desperately crawled forward to grab Mu Yu's hem, "This is the best I can give at the moment. It's guaranteed, please..."

"Look, why are you so nervous? 50% to 60% is 50% to 60%," Mu Yu looked at the jade pendant in his hand, "I don't lack time or opportunities."

After she finished speaking, the room fell into silence. There was a long silence. Avides would not interrupt rashly when inappropriate. Grigovitch was really afraid of this weirdo and tried his best to control his sobs.

Mu Yu turned the jade pendant around, seemingly bored: "There will be no problem."

She was asking Avides.

"Of course that idiot Peter won't find anything. The rest..." Avides paused meaningfully, "It's Miss Mu's own business."

He brushed it all off. Otherwise, Mu Yu would have suspected him of ulterior motives. . Naturally, she wouldn't argue with him: "Of course it's my own business. Take him back, you can't stay in London for long."

After the expected sound of phantom movement, Mu Yu unexpectedly heard an extra sound. Looking back strangely, he was not too surprised to see Avides standing where he was: "I don't have much time."

"This is the first and last time. In fact, if you hadn't intercepted Gerry first, Govich will not happen the first time," Avides said almost in one breath without much pause, "Our allegiance is always to God, and God's war, at least in my generation, Norway does not have the qualifications and ability. Participate."

He was not uneasy when he said these words. He knew very well that this freak had never had a good temper. Her violence was so hidden that it was hard to tell whether it was true or not. No one knew how powerful it would be when it exploded. However, he must say that the bottom line must be stated after the first occurrence, otherwise Norway will only become a weight in the dispute again and again.

Mu Yu took a step forward, but just one step made him retreat a lot and almost fell down the stairs. After stabilizing his body, he realized that this weirdo didn't seem to hear what he was saying. He just opened the cabinet in the living room and rummaged around.

All kinds of strange and weird objects were swept to the ground by her, and all kinds of objects hit the ground with dull or crisp sounds. Several things that looked like snuff boxes rolled down at his feet, smoking, but he didn't dare to avoid them.

She took out something from the cabinet. Because she moved too quickly, he could only vaguely see something like a pendant. The golden light flashed and then disappeared quickly.

After actually getting the thing, Mu Yu looked at him for a while. During this period, Avides lowered his eyebrows and let her look at him, with an attitude of recognizing the knife and cutting him.

The slight haze caused by Dumbledore was swept away at this moment. She didn't know whether it was because she got what she wanted or because Arvidus's ridiculous anxiety pleased her. Her mood was extremely bright.

She especially enjoyed his sadness, restlessness, and wanton play with his emotions. It was only when Avides' strength was almost unbearable that she kicked away a bunch of messy things at her feet and took pictures without hesitation. Patting his face: "You're really wondering why you thought there would be such a boring fight." As she said this, she showed a bit of a smile and took a few steps away from him. "Don't worry, you won't." Embarrassed."

She phantomed away without waiting for Avides' reaction. She didn't like to explain too much to outsiders on matters involving privacy.

Her good mood never lasted long, and when she arrived at Hogsmeade Pardiff turned into a churn in her stomach.

At this time, she couldn't meet the officials of the Ministry of Magic openly. She had to choose a safe place. Lucius Malfoy was always good at handling these small things, but he didn't want to choose a place like this.

Mrs. Puddifu's Teahouse has long been a popular choice for date couples. The small space is filled with the aroma of inferior tea, and each small round table is decorated with tacky lace.

The booths in the teahouse are cheesy and greasy to the extreme. The walls are all pink, and the small burning fireplace in the middle of the room serves no other purpose than to evaporate the grease hidden in the wall.

"You are really good at picking places." Mu Yu said slowly as green flames rose in the fireplace.

A pink figure walked out of the fireplace and sat across from her. When she sat down, this person also deliberately cleared her throat. She deliberately tried to bring out the childishness and shrillness of a little girl in her tone. However, she was too deliberate and it sounded like she was shouting: "Mr. Minister said someone wants to be in Hog." Maude contributes ideas to the future education of Hogwarts, this place is very good."

She glanced at Mu Yu up and down, and laughed more harshly.

Mu Yu felt as if he had swallowed dozens of expired sugar cubes.

"Ms. Dolores..." she said quickly. It would be a waste to stay with this kind of person for even one more second. "The teaching methods at Hogwarts need to change, especially the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. But the current headmaster Dumbledore Lido..." She

pretended to sigh with regret: "It seems that the Ministry of Magic is unwilling to change the current teaching environment that is extremely dangerous for students.

Umbridge's ugly eyes almost bulged out with greed and excitement at the mention of the Ministry.

"Umbridge is only loyal to the Ministry of Magic." This was the news from the Ministry.

"In order to guard against Dumbledore's obstruction, it is inconvenient for the minister and other serving officials to explain some things to you." Mu Yu found that she seemed to be extremely talented in learning this kind of official accent. "The specific details..."

"Ahem," Wu Yu said. Mrich pretended to cough twice and then continued on his own initiative, "As the Senior Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Magic, I think I should have enough experience to manage a school. Pay attention to etiquette and pay attention to who you are talking to, little girl. ."

After saying that, she showed an extremely sweet smile. However, she found that the girl sitting opposite was just looking at her very calmly, as if she was enjoying a clown's performance, more like looking at a funny object.

The next second it felt like someone was drilling into her bones with a drill, causing her to collapse to the ground in pain. That's not all. The devil-like girl in front of her waved her wand and she hit the fireplace like a deflated balloon. The flames in the fireplace shot toward her as if they had eyes. She screamed and rolled several times before she managed to extinguish the fire.

But there is still a bit of a burnt smell in the hair.

She shivered in the room, and the girl's gentle voice came faintly from above her head: "I don't like talking nonsense with others. Since I can sit in front of you today, you should also understand who I represent."

Deal with this kind of person . The best way is to act in the name of an institution that she recognizes and can give her power.

Mu Yu took a sip of the tea on the table and instantly wanted to spit it out. No matter how much she likes sweets, she can't swallow this cloyingly sweet garbage.

"Sit." She said more gently.

Umbridge didn't dare to make any mistakes now. Every bone in her body was still aching, and the burnt strands of hair on her head still seemed to remind her of the terror of the girl in front of her. She just moved a little closer to the chair while looking at Mu Yu warily.

"Don't be afraid," Mu Yu turned to stir the greasy tea with a spoon and said as if nothing was wrong, "Dumbledore has been too indulgent to the students for a long time and raised them to be carefree and free. And the school needs But there is absolute order. The Defense Against Dark Arts class has had four teachers, and the teaching is not systematic. Some teachers even let students come into contact with dangerous magical creatures at will."

The spoon clinked against the edge of the cup: "Not everyone can touch it. The essence of magic, correct thinking is the first step to touching magic. Before that, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class should return to absolutely safe theoretical research." She carefully observed Umbridge's expression, "The mind has not been tamed. People are not qualified to wave wands and recite spells. What the Ministry of Magic wants is a group of docile lambs, not loose and fierce wolves. Do you understand?"

She found that when she was excited, Umbridge's voice would be more like a The little girl deliberately pretending: "This, this is the regulation of the Ministry of Magic."

Umbridge seemed not to care about other things at all. She only cared about whether there was a stage where she could establish absolute authority, so she would not care about the situation. Don't care about the consequences of doing so.

It's really... I haven't seen such a... pure person in a long time.

It's pure stupidity in some ways, but it's also easier to control. Putting her in the Ministry wasn't very safe, there was no guarantee she would do something bad, but putting her in charge of a school... that was just right.

"Freshmen who have just entered the school always have all kinds of whims and edges. A qualified manager needs to use all means to polish them into the same appearance. This is a difficult task, and Mr. Fudge is very helpful to you. High hopes."

She said earnestly: "The will of the Ministry of Magic needs to be communicated smoothly among students and be understood. Can you complete this task?"

"What if some people's edges cannot be smoothed?"

Although she doesn't want to meet them. To this person, Mu Yu still smiled brightly at her, but this smile was enough to send chills down anyone's spine. What she said was like a devil's inducement: "You already have the answer. Don't want to be Tamed lambs need to accept the most cruel punishment. If they can't smooth out their edges, they will be deprived of their will, so that they can no longer resist. "

I need a clean school," she said, weighing the wand in her hand. Gotta be nonchalant.

The person opposite seemed to be still immersed in this great surprise for her.

"I can use any means without any hindrance for this." Umbridge's green bean-sized eyes kept blinking.

"That's right, just use your abilities to the fullest and let the will of the Ministry of Magic penetrate every corner of the school..." Mu Yu paused here, and saw with satisfaction that greed and desire gradually filled those ugly little eyes, " The Ministry of Magic will guarantee your absolute authority in the school."

She felt disgusted with this man, but this did not prevent her from admiring the greed that could not be hidden in his eyes.

"I will definitely complete the mission of the Ministry of Magic." At this moment, Umbridge didn't care at all about the embarrassment Mu Yu had caused her before. She even tried to please Cornelius Fudge a little bit, as if Cornelius Fudge could see her "loyalty" in this way. of.

She is always willing to put down all her stature and compromise for those who have strength and power above her.

The flames in the fireplace suddenly became fierce, and a few more sparks splashed out, making her tremble, making her dare not look directly at the girl who had been sitting steadily.

"I hope so," the ferocious flames were very docile under her command, and rushed all the way to the table, burning the same pink teacup into a pile of ashes in an instant. The dust flowed from her hands into the cracks in the floor. "If you can lose the school even if you are given absolute authority, then this will be your fate."

Mu Yu sprinkled a little powder into the flames and grabbed her hands in disgust. She threw it into the fireplace and said softly to her: "I keep my word."

After sending Umbridge away, she walked straight out of Mrs. Puddieff's Tea House, which was simply suffocating.

Before she knew it, she was in the woods outside the Shrieking Shack. There always seemed to be a kind of magic here that attracted her. Although there were so many things to do and consider, she involuntarily chose to come here.

What upset her even more was the people waiting here.

She didn't know if she was followed all the way out the door, or if he knew all her actions.

None of this is the point. The small and exquisite locket was held in his hand. Time has not erased the luxury floating on it, but has added a layer of precipitation to it.

Mu Yu shook the chain, looked at the letters inlaid on the box as if curious, and then stuffed it into the hand that was stretched out to her, without even giving her time to react.