Chapter 213 Dumbledore
Chapter 213 Dumbledore
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Harry looked at his cousin in astonishment. Although he didn't know why, he still chose to trust Dudley.
Silently followed behind him.
After about 1 minutes or so.
Harry, who had been separated from Hermione for a long time, felt a figure follow behind him.
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Looking back, who is it if it's not Hermione?
And at this time Dudley's voice sounded faintly:
"This is the most sensible way, not only to avoid disputes but also to allow Hermione to follow you back to the dormitory.
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Obviously Hermione has seen the crux of the problem.
But let her face the serious Professor McGonagall alone, I think it is still a bit difficult for her!
After all, without you to share it, the pressure from the magic professor will all be concentrated on her.
And she has no plans to confront Professor McGonagall head-on..."
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Harry listened to his cousin's faint voice.
Then he looked back at Hermione who was silently following behind him.
For a moment Harry felt that his idea just now was very clumsy.
Ugh!
if...
If only I could be as smart as my cousin.
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at the same time.
Inside the wizard's office in Gryffindor.
Professor McGonagall looked at the backs of the three little wizards who gradually disappeared in the distance, and she also stood up straight from her seat.
After thinking for a while, he picked up another document from the desktop.
Opened the envelope, wrote some words on it, and finally blew it lightly.
The envelope slipped out of the office door as if it had grown wings.
Professor McGonagall came to the fireplace on the left side of the office.
At the same time, I grabbed a portion of dust from the table.
He whispered a familiar place name in his mouth.
Floo powder then spilled.
Professor McGonagall's figure disappeared inside the fireplace in an instant.
The next moment, the purple light appeared, and Professor McGonagall looked at the area in front of him.
The surrounding scene is still familiar...
This is Dumbledore's office.
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