Chapter 463 461. The war is about to begin
When Slughorn left the room, he happened to pass by Little Barty who was walking over.
They didn't have much communication in normal times, it's not that Slughorn didn't want to have contact with the popular man who was always favored by Voldemort's side.
But little Barty stayed in Hogwarts castle all the time before, and rarely had time to meet and communicate with Slughorn who worked in the Ministry of Magic. Now that Hogwarts is gone, he will return After entering the Ministry of Magic, he was basically alone. Slughorn held several private gatherings and sent invitations to him, but he never replied.
After reaching the corner of the stairs, Slughorn paused slightly, watching little Barty's figure disappear behind the door.
After Slughorn left, Voldemort entered a state of contemplation.
His wand was placed on the tray beside the chair, and while he was thinking, his hand was still subconsciously rubbing against the back of the other hand, which had obviously become much rougher than before.
It wasn't until the knock on the door that he recovered from his contemplation.
"Come in."
Little Barty knelt down on the ground as soon as he came in from the door, then respectfully raised a small square box above his head, and handed it to Voldemort.
Seeing Little Barty, a rare smile appeared on Voldemort's face.
No matter when, when his most loyal servant faced him, all his behaviors and behaviors were impeccable.
Voldemort took the box from him, and lying inside was a blood-red stone!
"The Philosopher's Stone can delay my aging. Although it is not a long-term solution, it can also be used as a temporary means. You are very thoughtful, Barty."
"It is my greatest wish to help you."
Little Barty was always so humble in front of Voldemort. Even though his master never asked him to do this, he spontaneously expressed his respect in this way.
"What's the wind direction for the others?" The smile on Voldemort's face faded.
Little Barty still lowered his head.
"Avery and Carlo's family still have some dissent, but they seem to be complaining, and they don't dare to really have any dissatisfaction with you."
"Hmph, they have already forgotten their grand plans and ambitions for the sake of this immediate benefit." Voldemort said sarcastically, "They just dare not do it, but who knows if someone will give them this one day?" courage."
Little Barty didn't say anything about this passage, he seemed to know what to say and what not to say very well.
"Where is Dumbledore? What news."
Voldemort leaned back in his chair. He basically relied on Barty Jr. for the information he obtained from the outside world. The next step he planned was to support Barty Crouch Jr. as Acting Minister and control the Ministry of Magic for him.
"France seems to be actively preparing for the battle. They haven't stopped since the end of the Triwizard Tournament and have been preparing."
Hearing the news, Voldemort's face darkened visibly.
"He really underestimated me."
The voice of this sentence was very soft. I don't know who Voldemort was talking to, but soon he asked another question.
"Then I've been keeping your attention before, do you have any new news about other things?"
This year Hogwarts started recruiting students during the summer vacation and it was not easy.
After all, all eligible Muggle students are still in the UK, and Dumbledore has no intention of wanting Hogwarts to rob Beauxbatons students, so McGonagall and Lily need to live in Wanted by the British Ministry of Magic, contact new students.
But now that they are enrolling students, they don't have to rush to take them away before little Barty and others arrive like before.
If Voldemort loses the book of admission and the pen of acceptance, he loses the most basic information about those children with wizard talents in Muggle families, and he has no ability to compete with the current Hogwarts at all.
This means that McGonagall and Lily don’t need to erase the memories of the new parents anymore, they just need to state their interests and let them make a choice voluntarily.
Because it is known that there will be a war from defense to offense this year, Hogwarts itself does not have a particularly strong desire to recruit students this semester.
Each of them is full of hope for the future direction of the war. When Hogwarts returns to the UK, all the order will continue. Even if they are not recruited in time this year, they will wait until late next year. The same goes for a year.
Under such an atmosphere, the new semester of Hogwarts started.
Since last year, the opening party has been fixed in the auditorium of this temporary school. In the past, Hagrid took the students around the UK in a carriage and held banquets in various open fields. The bragging stuff of old students and freshmen.
But every time a new student shows an envious expression, saying that the old students had a really good life before.
They will be educated. These are actually just the joys and sorrows of life in exile. No one likes the kind of life that lives in precarity all day long and faces hunting and killing.
Now that they can settle down, Hogwarts with a stable teaching venue is the best.
After entering the fifth grade, Jon and his students at the same level also began to be selected as prefects.
Neville was successfully elected as this year's prefect, but Jon did not participate in such a selection. For him now, participating in the management of students is a waste. Not much need to go.
There is no way to teach him anything in the normal course.
A lot of advanced magical knowledge, during the time Jon studied with Grindelwald, it was already equivalent to the achievements of a normal senior student in one semester.
But apart from the magic on the ring, after the fifth grade started, that is, after September, Jon began professional apparition training with George Fred and other new graduates this year.
Because the Phoenix's special apparition basically has no restrictions, and even places with anti-apparition magic can enter and exit freely, but its form of expression is still too eye-catching after all.
Every time Apparation occurs, a golden-red light will be lit up, and the same light will be lit up after Apparation lands, which will undoubtedly give Jon an additional degree of recognition, as long as the golden light appears, it will be He is going or coming.
This kind of recognition is obviously not what he wants to get. If he is really needed in a battlefield in the UK, the golden light flashes, and all the Death Eaters shout, "Jon Green is here! Let's surround him! ’ or ‘Jon Green’s here, let’s run!” Either way, just imagine what might happen later and you’ll know that ordinary apparition is something to learn too.
And for Jon, who already had the experience of apparating naturally after becoming a phoenix, it is not difficult to start learning ordinary apparating now. He is the fastest learner among the graduates. By the third day of training, she could basically transfer and reveal her body stably, and there was no mistake of splitting her body once.
After the Weasley twins graduated and joined the Wuping Line, they did not join the front-line battle sequence, but were absorbed into the logistics research department.
The Weasley ball they developed before has become a mass-produced weapon in the Wuping Line. In addition, some magic props that have not been completely successful that Jon talked about have also begun to be actually improved and explored.
Dumbledore obviously attached great importance to the twins, not only gave them an expanded team, but also transferred their father, Arthur Weasley, to work with them.
Because Arthur himself is also very interested in improving various magic props, these talents possessed by George and Fried are probably inherited from him.
From the start of Hogwarts, after September, the situation in the entire European magic world has become more and more calm.
As if the war was completely over, the various magic newspapers were not releasing some forecast news about when the Ministry of Magic of Britain and France would start the war every day as before, and instead reported some news that were basically placed in the newspapers before. The lace news in the most remote part of the page is up.
Even the Spanish Magic Daily began to imagine that the Quidditch World Cup, which was suspended due to the war last year, might be able to be re-organized this fall.
Just when the vast majority of wizards in Europe believe that the rest of the year, they can spend the rare peaceful time of these years.
The last day of October, which should have been the night of Halloween, France, Lyon, Dumbledore's headmaster's office.
The Halloween dinner on the campus is not over yet, even the principal's office with the door closed can faintly hear laughter from the auditorium.
At this time, Dumbledore did not celebrate Halloween like other students, nor was he reviewing any documents, nor did he have any meetings with others.
He was just holding a letter in his hand, and there was only a short sentence on the letter.
"The preparations have been completed."
Dumbledore slowly put down the letter in his hand. Against the candlelight, his eyes were as deep as the sea of stars.
The headmaster's room was quiet, and even the portraits of the previous headmasters on the wall didn't make any sound. They seemed to know what Dumbledore meant when he received this letter.
"What if our guess turns out to be right?"
There was a rare sadness in his tone.
And this question is obviously about those portraits on the wall.
"This is against the magical order, and I think the possibility is very small."
The person who spoke was the headmistress Doris, and she was frowning tightly in the portrait.
"But even this magical order is inferred by us based on history that has never been precedent. No one of us knows whether it is a truth."
Slytherin said in a deep voice.
"And now the only person who can help us confirm this matter is right in front of our eyes."
"Then everyone is finished." Phineas yelled, "But again, these are only guesses after all, and you must practice to make guesses become truth."
After hearing his words, as if he had offended some people, all the surrounding portraits stared at him.
"Shut up! No one will think you are dumb if you don't speak!"
"Why can't you talk less at this time!"
"It didn't matter before, do you know what you are talking about now?"
"Pull him off the wall! If I stay with him again, I'm afraid my brain will be infected by him and become an idiot!"
Phineas could not help shrinking his neck when he heard the scolding and cursing around him, and finally Dumbledore stopped the quarrel by clapping his hands.
"What Phineas said is not wrong, I have the same thought as him, you shouldn't blame him like this."
Dumbledore's words made every portrait on the wall pause for breath, and every headmaster of Hogwarts for thousands of years looked at him in shock, even Finny who said these words So is Yas.
"I think, maybe you should think about it again, even if you try, maybe we still have more."
Slytherin didn't finish his sentence, it wasn't that someone interrupted him, but when he got to the end, he couldn't make any better proposals, so he could only remain silent like this.
"Actually, you don't need to be like this. Since I walked in front of you and announced to you that I am the new headmaster of Hogwarts, don't you already have unreserved trust in me?"
Dumbledore calmly picked up the bottle of golden gravel.
"Jon always said that I have a very bad habit. I never explain it clearly to others. I just like to make people guess."
"But I don't like people to guess riddles, but some things are already predestined. Telling the predestined results in advance will only increase people's troubles. It's better to let them understand the cause and effect by themselves. When you get to that last step, when you look back and look at the past, you will find that it is more fun than if I just said it."
Most of the portraits on the wall curled their lips when they heard this. No matter what Dumbledore said, they still thought it was a kind of bad taste of Dumbledore.
Didn't hear anyone being a fan of him, and Dumbledore didn't care, he blinked and stood up from the chair in the office.
"We can talk about verification later, but no matter what, there is one thing that cannot be changed. The war is about to begin."
(end of this chapter)