Chapter 393 Plan Agreed

Mike didn't speak, frowning and waiting for Dumbledore's answer.

The latter shook his head and said helplessly:

"Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that Voldemort is stronger than me. We can't kill him on the spot."

"Are you kidding? You are Dumbledore."

"No, I'm not. Voldemort is indeed stronger than me. If I were thirty years younger, I could still defeat Voldemort now, but not now. After all, I am over a hundred years old this year. Mike, in Muggle legends, wizards should become stronger as they get older, but this is not the case in reality. Wizards do have a longer lifespan than Muggles, but this comes at a price. And this price is magic.

Simply put, wizards will accumulate a lot of magic when they are young, but when they get old, the magic will continue to feed back to the body to maintain the body's functions. But in this way, the wizard's magic power will slowly decline. "Dumbledore continued, "Of course, although my magic power has declined, the foundation is still there. Although I admit that Voldemort is stronger than me, the gap between us is not that big. We are in a situation where neither of us can kill the other, because as long as one of us wants to run, the other party will have no way to do it.

The only difference is that Voldemort will still have spare power even if he fights against me, and you who fight with me will be in trouble at this time. What's more, Voldemort has some unknown means of saving his life, so forget your plan."

Mike felt a little disappointed after hearing Dumbledore's long speech. Although Mike guessed that Dumbledore's strength might be weaker than Voldemort when reading the original book (otherwise Dumbledore would just rush up and kill Voldemort), he still felt uncomfortable after hearing Dumbledore admit it himself, because this meant that his plan had failed halfway before it even started.

But it is not Mike's style to give up casually. After thinking for a moment, Mike gritted his teeth and said,

"Principal Dumbledore, I think our plan is still worth executing. You may not know that I still have a wizard force that can be used for this operation. As long as you and I join forces, although our strength is not enough to kill Voldemort directly, we can at least prevent him from obtaining the prophecy ball!"

Dumbledore was calm when he heard this, and he was not surprised that Mike had secretly trained a force.

But this is not surprising. Mike can now be said to be a new financial aristocrat in the wizarding world of Yingguo. It is very normal to master such a large number of gold galleons to cultivate his own forces. Almost every rich pure-blood family will do this.

But Mike said that he would use this force to deal with Voldemort and his Death Eaters, which made Dumbledore couldn't help shaking his head. Everyone knows that except for those pure-blood families that have been passed down through the ages, the private armies trained by other families are pitifully weak. By analogy, the strength of Mike's troops can be imagined.

"What's the strength of the army you mentioned?"

"Oh, don't worry," Mike smiled at Dumbledore's questioning face, "Although they have fewer top-notch combat forces, they are not useless people who just eat and wait for death. In terms of basic skills and coordination ability, they are far better than your Order of the Phoenix."

Dumbledore's face flashed with surprise, but Mike continued:

"Make a decision quickly, Headmaster Dumbledore. Although it is basically impossible for us to kill Voldemort this time, it is still easy to kill those Death Eaters! If we kill all the Death Eaters this time, then no matter how powerful Voldemort is, the process of ruling the Kingdom of Ying will inevitably be slowed down! What's more

, the benefits of our implementation of this plan are more than that. As long as we fight with Voldemort in the Ministry of Magic, then Fudge can only announce this news to the outside world no matter how reluctant he is to believe that Voldemort has returned! And if we win, we can also publicize our victory, which will inevitably rekindle the fighting spirit of those who have always been afraid of Voldemort, knowing that even if Voldemort dies, he is not invincible!"

Mike's last words seemed to have touched Dumbledore. He took two steps forward, crossed the desk and came to Mike.

Because he was facing the moonlight, Mike couldn't see the expression on his face, but he felt that Dumbledore must be in an uneasy mood at this time, because his breathing was much more rapid than usual.

"I don't agree with you. Even if we kill all the Death Eaters now, with Voldemort's current reputation and strength, it would be easy for him to recruit another group of subordinates. Now he is like a magic lamp, attracting those who harbor evil intentions to throw themselves into his arms like moths to a flame."

Mike became anxious all of a sudden. He even began to doubt whether Dumbledore's mind had become confused because of his old age. Why couldn't he convince him no matter what he said?

But before he could say anything, Dumbledore on the opposite side suddenly chuckled twice, and then said:

"But you are right. Our battle can indeed let the world know the news of Voldemort's return, and it can rekindle the fire of hope in their hearts. So, Mike, I agree to your cooperation request."

"Hehe, then you can act according to the previous plan first." Mike said, "and I will go back to Hogwarts to keep an eye on Harry to see if he will have any other dreams."

Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction and walked out of the room with Mike.

Seeing that Dumbledore seemed to be sending him off personally, Mike was a little surprised, but he did not refuse.

But when the two walked slowly down the stairs, Mike suddenly remembered something.

"Principal Dumbledore, the key to legend lies in belief and emotion, what does this sentence mean?"

"Oh! This is a very profound question." Dumbledore's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smug smile, "Maybe you need to find the answer yourself. It would be meaningless if I tell you directly!"

Dumbledore pushed open the door of the villa and made a gesture of invitation to Mike.

Mike was so angry that his teeth itched and continued to ask.

However, Dumbledore did not move at all and continued to keep the posture of opening the door.

Taking a deep breath, Mike strode out of the door, took out the flying broom and prepared to fly out of the range of the anti-apparition spell of the villa, but Dumbledore behind him stopped him.

"Wait, don't forget your apology."

Mike took a deep breath, nodded and looked at the yard behind him.

Compared to before I came, the garden was much cleaner, at least the silt on the ground had basically disappeared.

The house elf named Little Teacup was waving a broom not far away. The broom seemed to have some magical power. As long as Little Teacup waved it lightly, a huge airflow would burst out and blow away all the fallen leaves and silt around.

"Little Teacup!"

Mike's call attracted his attention. The little teacup turned his head to look at Mike, revealing his tearful face.

Seeing that it was Mike, the little teacup turned his head away again.

Mike smiled softly and said loudly:

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before. You are a very good house elf!"

The little teacup turned his head again in astonishment, only to see that Mike had already disappeared into the night sky on a flying broom.

...

After experiencing some twists and turns, Mike, who returned to Hogwarts, was surprised to find that Harry, Hermione and others were still in his dormitory, and Franklin returned to his dormitory very obediently.

At this time, it was almost dawn, and Hermione and Harry were sleeping in the recliner in front of the fireplace.

Mike had no choice but to go forward and wake them up, but when Harry woke up and saw that it was Mike, he jumped up from the recliner.

"Mike, what did Dumbledore say?"

"This is not something you should consider. The important thing for you now is to go back to sleep!"

It was already dawning, and although Mike didn't need sleep very much with his current mental strength, not sleeping for a night and being a little angry with Dumbledore made Mike's tone a little unfriendly.

Harry's face also showed anger when he heard this. He grabbed Mike's arm and roared:

"This obviously has a lot to do with me, but why don't you want to tell me? Huh?"

Mike looked at him coldly and didn't say anything. Hermione beside him was also woken up at this time and hurriedly advised:

"Harry, don't be like this."

"You don't have to persuade him, Hermione." Mike said expressionlessly, "Harry, I'll tell you honestly, now I won't tell you anything about Dumbledore. This is not because of other reasons, but because your brain has been connected to Voldemort for some reason, which means that he can invade your brain at any time to know our intelligence! This is why Dumbledore must make you learn the brain block! So before you master the brain block, I will never tell you anything!"

Harry's arm slid down weakly, he panted, and stared at Mike blankly.

"Okay, don't say anything, go back quickly." Mike sighed, "Hermione, you take Harry back." Hermione nodded

, stretched out her hand to support Harry and walked out.

Harry, who was still stiff-necked and unwilling to leave, was led out by Hermione like a walking corpse.

...

The next day, the career counseling for the fifth-year students finally ended, which meant that the entire Hogwarts finally entered the serious preparation stage for the exam.

In two weeks, all the students in Hogwarts will face a final exam that will determine whether they can live comfortably during the holidays.

For the fifth-year and seventh-year students, they will face the more important intermediate wizard exams and the ultimate wizard exams.

So in these last two weeks, not only the professors, but also the students themselves have entered a crazy learning state.

In this atmosphere, the amazing energy-restoring effect and powerful refreshing effect of the Dolphin Magic Drink made it once again the most popular item in the entire Hogwarts.

Originally, in this exam season, the most popular drugs among students should be "concentration drugs" that can strengthen the spirit.

It's a pity that the main ingredient of this drug is dragon dung stone. This cheap mental potion with dragon dung as the main material is far from the opponent of the Dolphin Magic Drink in terms of cost-effectiveness and functionality.

Of course, facing the market invasion of Dolphin Magic Drink, many students in the school who specialized in making extra money by selling concentration drugs had evil thoughts.

They began to spread rumors everywhere, claiming that Dolphin Magic Drink was indeed a drug with a strong refreshing effect, but this effect had side effects. Long-term consumption of Dolphin Magic Drink would accumulate toxins in the body, which would slowly destroy the human body and eventually lead to infertility!

When Mike heard this rumor for the first time, he was shocked. He really couldn't believe that Hogwarts, a small magic school, could actually cultivate such a rumor-mongering talent!

Unfortunately, their plan eventually fell through, and the most exaggerated thing was that their efforts had the opposite effect.

The sales of Dolphin Magic Drink actually surged again!

This was something Mike never expected. He had originally prepared for the result of a decline in sales, but now it was unexpectedly reversed!

In the end, Mike could only admit that compared to losing his fertility, his classmates were obviously more concerned about the current exam.

Just as Hogwarts was in full swing of study, the two injured also returned to Hogwarts together.

"Mike, why haven't they arrived yet?"

Hermione stood in the hallway, anxiously looking at the open space outside the castle. Standing with her were Harry and other classmates.

They were all Ron's classmates. After hearing that Ron was about to be discharged from the hospital and return to school, they spontaneously came to the hallway to wait for Ron's return.

Originally, Ron should not have such a reputation, but in view of the contributions made by George and Fred before, everyone was very enthusiastic about this matter.

As for Umbridge who came back with Ron, no one came out to greet her except a few Slytherins.

Mike was not surprised at all that this would happen. The leader of Slytherin has always been Chris, not Umbridge. Now that Chris didn't come, naturally, others would not come.

"Wait a little longer," Mike looked at his pocket watch, "They should be here soon."

As soon as the voice fell, a magically modified snow-blue bus appeared in the sky. This change immediately attracted everyone's attention, and almost everyone looked up at the sky.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the bus landed at the gate of Hogwarts Castle at a very fast speed, stirring up a violent air current.

Slowly, the door of the bus was opened, and Umbridge, wearing a pink fur coat, slowly got off the bus.

After seeing the crowd gathered in the hallway, Umbridge was stunned for a moment, and then a bright smile bloomed on her face.

"Students, thank you..."

Umbridge said to everyone enthusiastically with her arms open, but as soon as she spoke, the smile on her face froze.