Volume 4: The Sea and the Ship Heading North Chapter 202 Midnight Snack
"There is also news from Mr. Iniesta. He said that all the hemp-blooded wizards in France who could be rescued have been rescued. The rest have basically had their wands confiscated and have been taken to the correctional facility. Some have even escaped from France. Can we proceed with the next plan?"
Dumbledore rubbed his forehead with a headache.
"Her people have not given up the idea of taking the first step to break into the correctional facility?"
Mag said with a frown.
"It doesn't look like it yet. They seem to be impatient and put the correctional facility as the first step, followed by Beauxbatons."
"They are too reckless and do not understand the Dark Lord's determination ." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, "That correctional facility is the core of the Dark Lord's bloodline rule. It is even possible that he is in charge there himself. We have too few people, and even fewer wizards who have received professional combat training. It is impossible for us to break through the fortress he built, let alone Beauxbatons in the future."
Mag's face was also full of worry.
"So what do we do now?"
"Although we have established a unified organization, the leadership is not clearly divided. Many of Javier's subordinates do not trust us. Before doing anything else, we must ensure the unity of the dispatch within the front. Judging from the current situation, this cannot be accomplished in a short period of time."
McGonagall looked at Dumbledore. She opened her mouth but seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Dumbledore blinked and smiled.
"We have known each other for so many years, Minerva. You can speak your mind directly. There is nothing to be shy about."
"I think you should be more assertive, Albus." McGonagall said seriously, "Under the current circumstances, our only choice is to take you as the priority."
"But I am actually a loser, don't forget that."
Dumbledore spread his hands and said.
"If I had not been defeated by the Dark Lord before, the current situation would not have reached this point."
Mag said eagerly.
"But that is..."
"I know, I know. You have been following me, so of course you think so." Dumbledore interrupted her gently, "But others will definitely have different ideas. We can't force everyone to think the same. Of course, it's not that it can't be done, but even if it is done, what will happen?"
Mag was silent.
Dumbledore said slowly.
"Without genuine agreement, so-called obedience is meaningless, Minerva."
Mag let out a long sigh.
"Okay, I understand."
"However, since Javier said that most of the people have been rescued, we can focus a little on taking care of some things on our side."
Dumbledore's tone suddenly became relaxed. He raised one hand, and Fawkes flew to his arm tacitly.
Mag heard what he said, and an expression of happiness mixed with a little worry appeared on her face.
"Yes, I don't know what happened to those children."
"You have to trust them, and you have to trust Jon."
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Jon didn't know how far Dumbledore had progressed in France. On the night he returned to the ship from Azkaban, he rarely got angry at George and Neville.
He discovered this only after he and Hermione returned to the cabin from the deck.
Not only Hermione herself, but all the other students on the ship, except for the children in grades one and two, the students in the other three grades gathered in the restaurant and practiced the Patronus Charm together.
"It's three o'clock in the morning! Three o'clock! How old are they? If you don't sleep at this time, do you want them to become dwarfs in the future?"
"I'm your captain, okay? Do you really not trust me at all? I told you that I would find a way to come back within three days, why didn't you believe me? When have I ever lied to you?"
Nick on the side wanted to say something but stopped himself. Since there were many people here, he decided to save some face for Jon.
Faced with Jon's scolding, Neville and Jon not only did not show any embarrassment on their faces, but instead looked excited.
Fred quietly turned his back and wiped his eyes with his sleeve. He was really prepared to stay in Azkaban forever if John was really lying to him.
Gabrielle, who was floating in the air, even hugged Jon's arm, wiped her tears and cried out loud.
"They all said...you were in danger...and wanted to get us away. Gabrielle wanted to help, but there was nothing she could do..."
"Don't listen to them in the future, they are all big liars. I'm fine, how could anything happen to me?"
Jon said comfortingly to the little girl.
"George and Neville didn't ask us to come here to learn. We all came here voluntarily."
Ron laughed along and explained weakly.
Jon glared at him.
"Now that I'm back, why don't you guys go to bed? What are you still doing here? Are you waiting for the party to start?"
Immediately, some people cheered.
“It’s time to celebrate!”
"Yes, Captain, now that you are back, how can anyone sleep? We are all hungry. Let's go to the kitchen and prepare some food. Let's not call it a banquet, but just a midnight snack."
Seeing that they were all looking at him eagerly, Jon's expression couldn't help but relax, and he spread his hands helplessly and said.
"Since you guys said so, how can I refuse? If you want to have a midnight snack, hurry up, otherwise it will become breakfast."
The students in the restaurant cheered instantly.
They filed out one after another and began to arrange the deck arrangements with a clear division of labor, while those who usually had the best cooking skills went to the kitchen.
Jon looked at their departing backs and couldn't help but smile.
He was not idle either, but called out to Fred.
Fred had a guilty look on his face. Regardless of whether Jon had intended to deceive him in the beginning, now that Jon had kept his promise and returned, even if Fred, who spread the "rumors", was thick-skinned, he didn't dare to face Jon directly.
"I'll remember what happened these past few days, and I'll settle the score with you later."
He said viciously, but Fred was relieved, knowing that Jon was not really angry.
"What about Scabior and the other two? I had forgotten about them before. There is an age restriction spell on the Hogwarts that Professor Dumbledore has cast for us. You shouldn't be able to bring them on board."
Speaking of this, Fred became very proud.
"How can this be difficult for me? I'll take you to see them."
Fred took Jon out of the cabin and came to the right side of the bow deck. Scabior and McNeill were tied up by their arms and hung on the bow.
