As we all know, the British Isles is a typical temperate oceanic climate, controlled by the westerly wind activity belt all year round, plus the warm sea water sent by the North Atlantic Current to the west provides a stable source of water vapor, so it is cloudy for more than half of the year, and there will be light rain from time to time, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

In particular, London, located on the banks of the River Thames, is the world's famous "fog capital", especially when winter comes, the city is extremely cold, and many pedestrians are in a hurry, eager to walk into a warmer place as soon as possible.

No one noticed that an old man in an overcoat and a gray beard was sitting alone on a park bench, staring ahead with two bright eyes.

About a few minutes later, another man in a black trench coat suddenly appeared, subconsciously shrunk his neck, and complained angrily: "Damn! It's so cold! Why did you choose to meet in this damn place?"

"No way! I'm a wanted criminal right now, and I haven't found a safe place to stay yet. Tell me, how is the school doing?" the old man sighed helplessly.

Obviously, he was none other than Albus Dumbledore, who had recently been on the wanted list and became the most wanted person in the Ministry of Magic.

Because Lucius Malfoy used a lot of media to exaggerate the whole thing, the entire British wizarding community was full of fear of this old man, who was known as the greatest wizard of our time, and even those who did not believe that Dumbledore would do such a thing closed their mouths and remained silent.

"School, Hogwarts is finished! That Oriental actually delegated power to the students, let those little bastards form a student council to govern themselves, and greatly weakened the rights of the professors. I promise, even if you go back now, you won't be able to undo it. He was a true demon, a more formidable foe than Voldemort. The middle-aged man took off his hat to reveal Snape's trademark gloomy face.

As the head of Slytherin's house, no one knew better than him how attractive Zhang Cheng's set of things was to the students, especially the students of his own house.

In less than a week, the thirst and ambition for power in the hearts of the little snakes were completely aroused, and some even began to try to wrest power from him, the head of the academy.

"Give power to the students, is he crazy!" Dumbledore's face changed suddenly, and his sharp eyes shot out of intense anger.

"No, he's not crazy! On the contrary, he's much smarter than we think. Guess what the rebellious little bastards did to get more support? They actually held a dueling tournament to show their strength to win admission to the student council. You should know best that the pure-bloods are much stronger than the commoners in this regard, so in the end the school will fall completely into the hands of the nobles. Coupled with the intervention of the school board, it will not take long for the rules and systems to be formed, and no one will be tempted to change them. Snape sneered and said the worst.

But anyone who is not a fool understands that rights and benefits can only be added and not subtracted.

Especially in the former, every redistribution of power that changes leads to serious bloodshed, much like Voldemort's attempt to use violence to overthrow the existing system, which Dumbledore is the last thing he wants.

The old man frowned as if he was thinking about countermeasures, and after several minutes he rubbed his swollen forehead and said, "We can't let him continue to act recklessly!

"Fight back? It's easy for you to say it! The officials of the Ministry of Magic are almost all bought by Lucius! And Lucius fully supports his every decision! At present, even the professors are in danger, for fear of not being able to pass the examination and being expelled, where are there many people who would want to have anything to do with you, a wanted criminal. Snape sneered and rolled his eyes.

"According to you, I seem to have to throw in the towel?" Dumbledore asked, expressionless.

"What else do you think you can do now?" asked Snape mercilessly.

He wasn't a Weasley family who liked to kneel and lick each other, and he wouldn't say anything against his will.

In fact, the reason why he was willing to follow Dumbledore was not for any lofty ideals, but simply to avenge Harry Potter's mother, Lily.

"Looks like I need to go back to school!" the old man burst out with overwhelming magic, clutching the Elder's wand hidden in his sleeve.

As a powerful wizard, he has one last resort to solve the problem, which is to defeat each other in a one-on-one duel, just as he did against his best friend Gellert Grindelwald.

The wizarding world is always the winner!

As long as you can guarantee your strongest name, whether it is wanted by the British Ministry of Magic or any other crime, it doesn't matter.

"Hmph, then you'd better hurry! Otherwise, maybe the next time I do it again, I might be followed by some outsiders. ”

With this remark, which he didn't know whether it was a threat or a hint, Snape quickly turned and disappeared at the end of the cold, secluded park path.

Dumbledore sat alone on the bench for hours on end, until the clock struck midnight before he slowly stood up and teleported to an unknown destination.

As soon as he walked on the front foot, Snape appeared out of thin air with a group of Ministry of Wizardry bureaucrats, including Cornelius Fudge and Rufus Scrimgeur.

I saw a Luo Ao carefully touch the bench, and immediately shouted: "The chair is still hot!

"Damn! we're late!" Cornelius Fudge gritted his teeth and raised his fist and slammed it into the trunk of a nearby tree.

If there is anyone in the entire British Ministry of Magic who wants Dumbledore to be apprehended, it is undoubtedly him.

"Don't worry, Mr. Minister, he is over a hundred years old and simply does not have the mental and physical strength to play hide and seek with us for long periods of time. Someday, we'll catch him. Rufus Scrimgeour assured.

"That's right! Dumbledore was already a lost dog, and he couldn't even find a place to stay, so he wouldn't last long. Snape chimed in.

He had long been accustomed to the life of a double agent, so it was easy for him to successfully infiltrate the other party's interior and steal some important information and intelligence.

"Lost dog?" Old Fudge clearly liked the word, and nodded with a smile. "Yes, Dumbledore is a lost dog, we don't need to be afraid of him, but he should be afraid of us. Well done, dear Severus, please let us know as soon as Dumbledore is missing, the Ministry of Magic never hesitates to reward those who uphold justice and the dignity of the law. ”

"Of course, it's my pleasure. Snape touched his chest with one hand and bowed gracefully.

It's just that no one notices that the moment he lowered his head, an undisguised contempt and sarcasm appeared on his face......

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