Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

It's only been a week since the Chamber of Secrets, and Lucius hasn't received any messages from Draco during this time.

He didn't dare to take the initiative to contact his son because of his guilty conscience.

Little did he know that because Draco was rescued by Harry Potter in the Chamber of Secrets, he actually felt a little grateful to this deadly enemy.

As a result, he did not cooperate with his plan internally and externally, resulting in the abortion of the plan to force Dumbledore to abdicate.

And now, because of a gap in intelligence, he was put here.

Facing Mobai's half-smile eyes, Lucius broke out in cold sweat.

As for the black notebook, he knew that it was a dark magic item left by Voldemort in his house.

It seems to be related to the opening of the secret room back then.

The original plan was to slip this notebook into the Weasley family's youngest daughter in Diagon Alley, which would not only cause riots in Hogwarts, but also blame the Weasley family, killing two birds with one stone.

Unexpectedly, he was discovered by the little brat in front of him.

In desperation, he could only ask Draco to bring the notebook and tell him to throw it to anyone in the school.

Although the Chamber of Secrets was opened, it managed to get Dumbledore out of Hogwarts for a time.

But if Draco was found to be the culprit, it wouldn't be worth the candle...

He still loves his son very much.

Lucius rolled his eyes twice quickly, sat down on the chair with a forced smile, his silver hair was wet with cold sweat, a strand of hair stuck to his cheek, and he pushed it away irritably.

"Don't talk nonsense, as far as I know, the instigator of the opening of the Chamber of Secrets is obviously that idiot, Lockhart."

The corner of Mobai's mouth curled into a smile, "It seems that Mr. Malfoy's news is very 'well-informed'. The Chamber of Secrets was indeed opened by Lockhart."

He tilted his head slightly, propped his temple with one hand, and looked directly at Lucius. Under his clear eyes, Lucius felt as if he was naked and had no secrets.

"But how this black notebook got into Hogwarts, I seem to have a clue..."

He nodded his forehead, frowning slightly, as if he was remembering something.

"This black notebook, I think, where have I seen it?"

nonsense!

Faced with Mobai's pressing approach, Lucius' heart sank to the bottom.

Of course you did, and if you hadn't thrown the notebook back in Diagon Alley, he wouldn't be in the same bind now.

The dirty little brat.

Lucius' eyes were gloomy and his expression was unkind.

Mo Bai looked at the dead gray face of the opponent, exchanged his crossed legs gracefully, and at the same time leaned his upper body forward, the boy's aura at this time actually crushed Lucius, the head of the family, to nothing.

"Mr. Malfoy, are you still persistent in thinking that I used the Rozier family's portkey, so it has something to do with Grindelwald?"

Having said all this, Lucius was sure in his heart that this insidious brat must know about the black notebook, and the source of opening this secret room was from their Malfoy family.

He could already feel Fudge's probing gaze from behind him.

If I still use this to attack him and Dumbledore, then this kid can use the notebook to make a big fuss.

The Ministry of Magic was well aware of the fact that he followed Voldemort in the early years, but he used the "Imperius Curse" to excuse him at the time, and spent a lot of money on the Ministry of Magic's massive funding. Xuan's "secret".

Now that the old things are brought up again, the Ministry of Magic once again has an "excuse" to "clean" their Malfoy family.

He couldn't be more clear about the virtues of the Ministry of Magic headed by Fudge.

They're all worms!
Faced with the hunger for money, vampires, being dark creatures, feel inferior!

His business in the Ministry of Magic over the years will be completely lost, and the family's reputation will be greatly reduced.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Lucius felt jealous.

The other party is only the same age as Draco, is this a genius? !

Or……

He turned his attention to Dumbledore, who is arguably the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world.

Is it the old man's instruction?

You can't use Grindelwald to make a fuss.

His thoughts turned sharply, and the corners of his mouth barely curled into a smile.

"It seems that this is a misunderstanding, please don't mind, after all, Grindelwald committed a heinous crime back then. The Ministry of Magic and I have become a little more sensitive for the sake of the peace of the magic world and the resurgence of the Dark Lord's power. I think Professor Dumbledore Understandable."

Both Mobai and Dumbledore raised their eyebrows, mobilizing a large number of people to come to Hogwarts to hear the news, and the last sentence of "misunderstanding" was hastily exposed?
However, this kind of official language did block Dumbledore's mouth. As the headmaster of Hogwarts, his words and deeds will have a great influence. The other party has said so. If he is aggressive, he will inevitably lose his tongue.

After all, Lucius was just taking advantage of the topic and making bold guesses.

But the two knew well that the other party's move was purely wrong, and their relationship with Grindelwald was indeed somewhat "close".

It's no good for anyone to get to the bottom of it.

Mo Bai knew this truth, so he just smiled and looked at Lucius, looking at him as if looking at a clown.

"but……"

Lucius suddenly changed the topic, "There is something about Mr. Mo Bai being a dark wizard. I wonder if you two can explain it?"

Not finished yet?
An irritability welled up in Mo Bai's heart, this Lucius was really ungrateful, like a fly.

It's not easy to shoot dead, but it's always annoying.

If Fudge, the Minister of Magic, were not here, he would really like to give this man a taste of the Cruciatus Curse.

Dumbledore noticed the boy's restlessness and cast a calm look.

"Mr. Malfoy is serious. Mobai is just a second-year Hogwarts wizard. You and I both know that although black magic is evil, the spells in it are extremely advanced, and it is not something that a second-year wizard can learn at all." .”

"Using a black wizard to define Mobai is a bit ridiculous."

Lucius sneered, the evil and pure magic he felt in Diagon Alley didn't seem fake.

"Although it is a bit appalling, for the sake of the peace of the magical world, please forgive me for verifying it carefully."

Confidence returned to his face, "I specially asked Minister Fudge to borrow a small prop from the Department of Mysteries..."

He gave Fudge a look.

Fudge looked unhappy, and this kind of commanding eyes made him feel uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart, but if he could use this to drive Dumbledore out of power, he would admit it.

He pulled out a small white stone from within his robes.

"This is the [Magic Power Stone]. It is a magic item passed down from ancient times. If you infuse it with magic power, you can detect the nature of the wizard's magic power."

He took the stone and placed it on the coffee table in front of him.

"Of course I believe in Professor Dumbledore's vision, and will never allow evil dark wizards to sneak into Hogwarts..."

He first held Dumbledore high, "After all, here are all innocent and lovely students."

His vulture-like gray-blue eyes stared at Mobai.

"So, please, Mr. Mo Bai."

Mo Bai frowned and looked at the stone on the table, although the magic power in his body had been effectively purified after being tempered by the Patronus Charm.

But things in the ancient times are well known to be mysterious and powerful, and he doesn't know if this gadget can detect his dark magic power.

If detected, not only could he be expelled from Hogwarts, but Dumbledore's authority would also be questioned.

If the Ministry of Magic makes more publicity, it is really possible to impeach Dumbledore from the position of headmaster.

Patronus spell?

A flash of inspiration flashed in Mo Bai's mind, and he had a bottom line in his heart.

The wrinkles between his brows unfolded, and he leaned back with a calm expression on his face.

"Isn't it just a test? You don't need to bother the Minister to use ancient magic items. I can prove that I am not a dark wizard."

The phrase "Master" made Fudge look at Mo Bai with kinder eyes, and the other party is still the first to address him with respect since he entered the room.

This is a very polite little wizard, and very smart.

He was not in the same heart with Lucius at this time, and his heart wavered again.

It seemed good to maintain the status quo, although he was a little afraid that Dumbledore would be a threat to his position by sitting at Hogwarts.

But for so many years, the two have been living in peace, haven't they?

"How do you prove it?"

Fudge spoke, drawing another glare from Lucius.

Where are you standing? How can you pass on a message at this time?

Fudge ignored Lucius' glare.

Just kidding, he is the Minister of Magic. It is reasonable to say that he is the highest-ranking person in this room, and he is completely free to express his opinions.

The expressions of the two fell into Mobai's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

It seems that these two people are not of one mind...

He folded his hands in front of him, "I can..."

Suddenly, a wave of magic power that seemed to be a little weak to the four people present came from the direction of the window, causing them to turn their heads to look at the same time.

Outside the window of the principal's office, a silver light flickered.

A petite dolphin was swimming mischievously outside the window, occasionally hitting the window of the principal's office with its small beak, as if trying to attract the attention of the people in the room.

Patronus?
Lucius and Fudge were a little surprised. They didn't expect a Patronus to appear here at this time. Who put it there?

Dumbledore's eyes flashed suddenly, and he turned to look at Mobai.

And Mo Bai showed his first real smile after entering the room, looking at the dolphins swimming outside the window, his eyes were full of warmth.

As expected of my girl, she actually thought of going with me.

In the distance, on a high tower next to the principal's office, Hermione pursed her lips hard, pointing the wand in her hand to the sky, silver light surged from the tip of the wand...