Chapter 32 32. Dear and Dear
Flitwick, led by Filch, came to the restaurant soon.
The spell on the door was all cast by him. If someone opened it, he would naturally be able to find traces of magic on the intruder.
But he checked every student present, but found nothing.
All the students of Hogwarts are here, there are 56 of them, and no one is absent.
This made McGonagall's complexion very ugly, and there were only three possibilities for such a situation to occur.
It is true that a student broke into a room that is not allowed to enter without permission, but this was not accidental or just a student's curiosity and prank, but a premeditated move, after which he removed the traces of the spell on his body.
The possibility of this is very low. Even if it is just a small curse, it is a spell set by Flitwick, and not just any student can undo it.
The second possibility is that no student trespassed on the room, and the professor was the only student in the carriage, and the handwriting in front of him was actually the work of a certain professor.
This is McGonagall's most unlikely guess. Hogwarts does not include Dumbledore's only three professors. Lily, Slughorn, and Flitwick are either students taught by her, or The colleagues who have worked with her for many years have all withstood the test of critical moments, and no one can be doubted.
So in fact, McGonagall is more inclined to the third guess.
Since he is not a student or a professor, it can only be that someone who should not have entered this carriage!
Thinking of this, Mag's face became extremely pale.
She didn't dare to think about this possibility, because Hogwarts had never had such a thing happen in the seven years of exile, but she had to think about it.
If such a thing really happens, it means that all the students in this carriage are in an extremely dangerous state!
"Everyone stays in the restaurant! Don't go anywhere!"
Her voice suddenly became sharp, which scared all the students present.
McGonagall's face was ugly and frightening. She handed it over to Flitwick, who also recognized the seriousness of the problem, and then hurried out of the dining room, walking quickly towards Dumbledore's principal's office.
The panic in her heart made her even forget to knock on the door, and she just pushed the door open and walked in.
"Albus! You must know this! Albus!"
Dumbledore was quietly writing a letter with a quill pen, facing McGonagall's sudden intrusion, his face did not show the slightest surprise.
He put down the pen in his hand, but his eyes were still on the letter he had just written.
"Don't worry, Minerva, the carriage is still running, and I'm still here, so there's no need to panic."
Dumbledore's calmness seemed to have calmed down McGonagall's tension. She breathed steadily, but said impatiently.
"Someone broke into the forbidden rooms on the carriage. These rooms were all cursed by Felius before. Anyone who opens the door can leave traces. But I checked all the students on the carriage, and none of them People have this sign. Someone should have broken in! It is very likely that it was during the last Auror attack, that was too weird, if their purpose was to use the attack to draw our attention and let people sneak in Come in and it will explain it!"
"Hmm~"
Looking at him like this, McGonagall couldn't help but frowned again, and she called Dumbledore's name loudly.
"Albus!"
Dumbledore seemed to be drawn back by her voice, and he raised his head and blinked at McGonagall.
"What's wrong?"
"Did you hear what I said just now!"
Dumbledore sighed, put the letter aside, and crossed his fingers in front of him.
"Of course, of course I've been hearing from you that you speculate that the last attack was a Ministry of Magic conspiracy, that they were deliberately trying to put someone into the carriage. But I don't think you need worry at all if that's the case, Minerva. "
He said softly, his voice was understated, as if he really didn't care much about this matter that McGonagall was extremely nervous about.
"Why shouldn't you be worried! No one has been able to break into this carriage for seven years. If someone does, especially someone from the Dark Lord's side, how can we keep the students safe?"
Regarding her question, Dumbledore just answered calmly.
"First of all, it was just your guess that someone broke into the carriage. Although we left at the time, Horace was guarding the carriage. I believe in his ability more than anyone else. If someone really broke into it, Then he will not fail to find out. Besides, if someone really broke in and has the ability to lie dormant in the carriage for three months without harming the students and not being discovered by us, then we don't have to worry so much. If he really If students are the target, then it is time to take action, not waiting until now, it means that he has other plans, we just need to wait for him to show his feet. Thinking about the bright side, the enemy who sneaks in from the outside always It’s much better than traitors appearing within yourself, isn’t it?”
His words are well-founded, such an answer can finally stabilize Mag's mood, after all, as long as Dumbledore is in the car, it is impossible for any major troubles to occur.
"So what do we do now?"
After dispelling McGonagall's nervousness, Dumbledore refocused on the letter, as if he could see the flowers in it.
"There is no need to do anything, let Hagrid find a place where we can celebrate the festival, and we should prepare to take the children for Christmas this year."
"That's it?" Even though the mood has calmed down, McGonagall still feels a little weird about Dumbledore's handling.
Dumbledore nodded.
"That's it, and then please call Horace for me later, I have some things I want him to help."
After hearing that Dumbledore was not really unresponsive at all, McGonagall was a little relieved, but when she was about to leave the principal's office, Dumbledore suddenly stopped her again.
"Perhaps you can give me advice on something. After all, when I was in the castle, you wrote the Hogwarts admission letter. You should know more words and grammar than me."
McGonagall turned her head again in doubt, she was also very curious about the letter in Dumbledore's hand.
"What word?"
"'Dear Mr. Grindelwald', do you think this wording is too unfamiliar? Although it has been four or five years since we met, but we are old friends after all, it would be better to say 'dear' Some?"
McGonagall: "."
(end of this chapter)