Chapter 323 Fox’s Favorite

"This is impossible!"

The door of the principal's office was pushed open roughly. Fudge, with a ferocious face, came to Dumbledore and Mike, panting. He slammed the eagle-legged wooden table and roared,

"This is impossible! He has been dead for a long time!"

Feeling the vibration on the table, Dumbledore frowned slightly and continued to say to Mike:

"Are you sure?"

"I..."

"This is absolutely impossible!" Mike was interrupted by Fudge as he was about to speak, "Mike, you must be too tired from the game and have hallucinations! Yes! It must be like this! Hahaha! Do you know? You won the Triwizard Tournament this time and brought glory to the entire Ying country! As long as I do a little work, you will become an idol of the people of the whole country! In the future, you must wear a mask when you walk on the street, otherwise countless people will surround you and ask you for autographs! Come on, tell me, everything you just said is fake!"

Mike leaned back slightly to avoid the saliva that sprayed from Fudge's mouth in excitement. He looked at Dumbledore helplessly.

Dumbledore frowned even more.

"Minister, I'm talking to Mike about the situation. Can you please step aside for a moment?"

"Shut up, Dumbledore! I'll settle this with you after I've dealt with this!" Fudge roared fiercely, then changed to a kind expression and looked at Mike, "Come on, Mike, tell me, you're just hallucinating."

"Fawkes." Dumbledore shook his head and whispered, "Please ask Minister Fudge to leave for me!"

On a wooden shelf against the wall of the office, Fawkes, a phoenix that was originally dozing off, suddenly raised his head and looked at Dumbledore.

Then, it turned into a beam of fire and flew towards Fudge.

Although Fudge slapped his hands frantically to stop the phoenix from approaching, it didn't work. Foxy the phoenix chirped and landed on him.

The next moment, Mike saw a flash of fire, and the phoenix and Fudge disappeared in the office.

This scene surprised Mike. Dumbledore explained:

"The phoenix has the ability to teleport people, and only a few high-end restrictions can limit this ability."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fire in the office appeared again, and Foxy suddenly appeared on Mike's shoulder, gently flapping his cheek with his wings.

"Oh! Don't worry, Fox is asking you for food. If you have herbs with you, you can give him some. If you don't have any, it doesn't matter. I can provide them here."

Mike nodded, thought for a while, and took out a piece of white fresh from his pocket that he used as an emergency medicine.

Fox obviously liked Mike's choice and swallowed the white fresh in two or three bites.

After eating, it didn't leave, but lay on Mike's shoulder and took a nap.

"It seems that she likes you very much, which is rare." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Then Mike, can you answer the question I asked just now?"

"Principal Dumbledore, I can swear on my wand that everything I said just now is true. Voldemort, he is really resurrected."

Mike silently activated the brain block, which made his tone sound unusually flat, without any emotion.

The office fell into a strange silence. Dumbledore squinted and stared at Mike's eyes, as if he wanted to see Mike's true thoughts from them, while Mike looked at him fearlessly, his pale blue eyes were calm and empty.

After a while, Dumbledore seemed to give up this useless effort and said:

"I believe you, Mike. Then, please tell me the whole story again."

Hearing this, Mike nodded, and still in that emotionless voice, he told everything after the start of today's game, including the fact that he found Krum under the Imperius Curse and the masked black robe man who suddenly appeared in the cemetery.

During this period, Dumbledore did not interrupt until Mike finished telling the whole story. Dumbledore pondered for a while and said:

"So, today's Hagrid and Bagman before should have been pretended by Barty the Young. Ah, Barty the Young, what a familiar name. When he graduated, I was sure that he would be an extremely outstanding wizard and would achieve great things in the future. I didn't expect it..."

Dumbledore's face showed a complicated expression, as if he was missing the outstanding boy.

Mike on the side just looked at him expressionlessly, neither speaking nor moving, like an emotionless robot.

"Mike, one last question." Dumbledore woke up from his memories, looked at Mike sincerely and asked, "Although I am very willing to believe everything you said, but to be on the safe side, can you let me explore your memory, or you can take out your memory and put it in the Pensieve. Oh, maybe you don't know what the Pensieve is. It is a device that allows others to clearly see your memory..."

"Excuse me for refusing." Mike interrupted, "I will not let anyone invade my brain. This is my bottom line. As for the Pensieve, I believe you should have seen that I also have a deep attainment in brain occlusion and Legilimency. In this case, I don't think the memories I extracted can be used as evidence."

Dumbledore's face darkened all of a sudden, but Mike was not panicked at all. He said calmly:

"Perhaps you can ask Harry to come. He witnessed almost everything. I believe his memory is still very valuable for reference, Headmaster."

Ignoring the word "Headmaster" that seemed to be sarcastic at the end of Mike's sentence, Dumbledore nodded and said:

"Okay, then can you please go to the next room and wait for a while? Don't worry about being lonely, I'll let Fawkes accompany you."

After that, a round arch suddenly appeared on the wall of the office, and Dumbledore made a gesture of invitation.

Fawkes, who was originally napping on Mike's shoulder, suddenly chirped, as if he was very happy to continue to stay with Mike.

Mike did not answer, but stood up without saying a word while carrying Fawkes and entered the room.

...

After Mike entered the room, the round arch magically disappeared.

Dumbledore first used magic to convey the news of bringing Harry to McGonagall, and then frowned and sat on the chair without saying a word.

The knuckles of his index finger kept knocking on the tabletop of the long table, making a crisp sound, which made many portraits on the wall curiously open their eyes.

"You look upset, Dumbledore." A witch with silver hair said, "This is really rare. It turns out that you also have difficult times."

Dumbledore completely ignored the words of the silver-haired witch and continued to knock on the table.

Seeing this, the silver-haired witch grabbed her hair in anger and disappeared in the office after a long time of rage.

After a while, the door of the office was pushed open again.

Sirius, with an angry face, rushed into the office first, followed by Harry and Professor McGonagall.

"Dumbledore! You must give me an explanation! How important is it that a seriously injured child drags his wounds to you for treatment!"

Sirius knocked on Dumbledore's table angrily. This familiar scene made Dumbledore frown again.

He instinctively wanted to ask someone to drive this guy out, but looking at Harry who was hiding behind Sirius and feeling uneasy, Dumbledore gave up the idea.

"Harry, Mike has already told me about what happened tonight." Dumbledore ignored Sirius and said, "But to be on the safe side, can you please go to the memory room with me again? I want to take a look at the situation at that time through the Pensieve." Dumbledore

's disregard made Sirius extremely angry. He instinctively wanted to take out his wand, but Professor McGonagall next to him stopped his suicidal behavior in time.

As for Harry, he looked at Sirius with some uneasiness, then bit his tongue and said,

"Okay, Principal Dumbledore."

Hearing this, Dumbledore smiled. Compared with Mike, Harry was too obedient. He quickly got up and led everyone to the memory room.

With the help of the memory basin, Dumbledore, Sirius and others experienced Harry's situation at that time from Harry's perspective.

When everyone saw that Mike was not at all inferior to Barty Jr. and Peter Pettigrew, two senior Death Eaters, in a one-on-two battle, they were all amazed. When Mike was about to kill Voldemort with the Fiendish Fire Curse but was stopped by five men in black robes, Sirius' mouth was wide enough to fit an apple. When Voldemort finally appeared and dyed most of the sky green, Sirius couldn't help but scream.

"This is so dangerous! Fortunately you are okay! If something happened to you, I really don't know what I would do!"

After the review, Sirius, who was sweating coldly, hugged Harry, who was trembling with fear.

Dumbledore beside them was silent with a gloomy face. After a long time, he slowly asked:

"Now I can confirm that today's Hagrid is indeed Barty Jr. pretending to be him. So the question is, where is the real Hagrid?"

"I was just about to tell you about this." Professor McGonagall whispered in Dumbledore's ear, "We found Hagrid in his hut. He is still alive, but seriously injured and is now receiving treatment. Don't tell Harry about this first. The child and Hagrid have a deep relationship." Dumbledore nodded

, turned his head and said to Harry kindly:

"Come on, Harry, let's go back."

...

At the same time, in the room next to the memory room, Mike was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

This is a very ordinary room. The space inside is not large and there are no windows. The lighting depends entirely on the magic chandelier and fireplace above the head.

Although it looks like a cell, the various furniture inside is very complete. There are even bags of coffee beans and tea leaves on the coffee table, as well as a complete set of tea and coffee making tools.

The door of the room disappeared as soon as Mike entered, which made it look more like a prison cell.

Mike didn't react much to this. He had expected this to happen. Dumbledore would not allow him to move around freely before he figured out everything.

So it was inevitable that he would be under house arrest, and the phoenix Fawkes was his guard.

However, Dumbledore's phoenix didn't seem to know its mission. Mike could see that it really liked him.

Although he didn't know where this liking came from, it didn't prevent Mike from getting close to his bird guard.

He took out a handful of white fresh from his bag again, and slowly fed Fawkes while asking:

"Fawkes, my beautiful friend, can you take me out?"

Fawkes, who was wolfing down, was stunned when he heard this, and his eating suddenly stopped.

It opened its wings, its eyes slowly shrank, and the muscles covered by hair on its face were constantly tightening, which looked very similar to the expression of humans fighting constipation.

After a while, Fawkes' muscles relaxed and he chirped in disappointment.

Seeing this, Mike's smile deepened. Fox's failure was inevitable. Mike guessed from the beginning that there must be a strong no-fly ban in this cell that even Fox could not do anything about. What really delighted him was that Phoenix Fox was willing to listen to his orders!

This was incredible. You know, the phoenix is ​​the most loyal bird. It is almost impossible for it to listen to the orders of anyone other than its owner.

Thinking of this, Mike laughed even happier and took out the white fresh from the bag faster.

At this moment, deep in his heart, the raven Papi, who had not appeared for a long time, spoke again.

"Kill it! Kill that stupid bird quickly and let it reborn as an egg! As long as I eat it, I can..."

Papi was only halfway through his words when Mike did not hesitate to strengthen the strength of the brain blockade, unilaterally blocked the conversation, and continued to pass the white fresh to Fox's mouth with a smile on his face.

But facing the delicious food in front of him, Fox rarely ate it immediately, but looked at Mike a little embarrassed.

Mike understood the meaning immediately. He smiled and said,

"Don't be embarrassed. It's okay even if you didn't help me. At least you tried. Come on, eat it quickly. Don't be polite to me. I have a lot of this stuff at home."

Fox's eyes lit up when he heard it. He didn't hesitate and ate the white fresh that Mike pushed to him again.

While eating, he was still chirping.

The call of the phoenix is ​​very beautiful, it sounds like singing, and from Fox's singing now, it can be heard that it is in a really good mood at the moment.

Time passed slowly, and just when Fawkes was about to finish eating all the emergency herbs that Mike brought with him, the arched door that had disappeared on the wall of the room reappeared and opened.

Dumbledore's voice came from outside the door:

"Come out, Mike."