The principal did not allow William to leave, so he had to stand quietly in the corner and eavesdrop on the conversation between the two with his ears.

Forge glanced at William, his face became more and more rosy, as if he had drunk fake wine.

William seemed to suddenly become interested in Fox's nest, and he lowered his head and observed carefully.

Fox wasn't in the nest, so he probably went out for a walk.

William took out his love nest and found no phoenix eggs and falling feathers. Instead, he found many snacks of Bobo tea, hiding in the corner.

When did the two guys get hooked up?

strangeness!

Also, Fox has been with Dumbledore for decades, so why hasn’t he children?

If you can't afford to raise it or you feel that it's troublesome to take care of your baby, William can help you with it without charging any fees.

Even if the child is not Fox's, William doesn't mind. He will treat him as Fox's biological child and will never let it suffer any grievances.

Seeing that William was really not leaving, Forge was silent for a moment and lowered his voice slightly:

"Albus, this time, it's really not the dementors. They found Black's traces, otherwise they wouldn't violate your order and enter Hogwarts."

"Facts have also proved that they were not perceived correctly, and Black sneaked into the Gryffindor lounge all the way..." Fudge sighed.

“Thanks Merlin, thankfully today is Halloween and the students are all attending the dinner.

Black might have been stunned. He has been running away. Unexpectedly, last night was on Halloween eve and he was out of nothing."

"I don't agree with your opinion, Connelly." Dumbledore's voice was serious.

"The dementors entered the castle without authorization. There are so many students here. You should know what kind of disaster it would be if hundreds of dementors had riots?"

"But the situation was urgent, wasn't it?" Minister Fudge said slightly tough: "I think Black is always more dangerous than the Dementors.

Remember thirteen years ago?

He blew up a street with a spell.

At that time, I was the deputy minister of the Magic Disaster Department. After Black killed so many people, the first group arrived at the scene.

I will never forget that scene. Sometimes I dream of it.

There was a big pit in the middle of the street that was so deep that the sewer pipe below was broken. There were corpses everywhere. The Muggles screamed.

And Black stood there and laughed wildly, the wreckage of Petr was right in front of him...a pile of bloody robes and few pieces."

"Blake has been squatting in Azkaban for so long, but he is not weak and his mana is still strong."

"Otherwise, how could we deal with so many dementors that made them disappear more than two hundred?

To be honest, although it is missing, I think those dementors have actually died gloriously.

We should award the Dementors a Merlin Class II medal to their bravery.

And take bolder measures…”

"What measures?" Dumbledore asked calmly with his hands crossed.

"Let them recover their peak numbers as soon as possible." Fudge's eyes flashed.

"I know you don't like them, but now is the critical time and they are useful."

"We should let go of the restriction on dementor breeding and open up multiple births.

My personal secretary Umbridge calculated that it only needs to be twice as many as before.”

"Connery, your thoughts... I can only say that they are very original and imaginative." Dumbledore sarcastically.

"Albus, believe them once, and the dementors also have a heart that wants to be positive."

"When did they have such extravagant ideas?" Dumbledore said coldly.

"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you, that's all for today."

Faugi sighed, stood up, picked up the green hat on the table and buckled it on his head.

"Oh, William, we're meeting again."

Forge showed a warm smile on his face, opened his arms and hugged William hard.

Here comes!

Minister Fudge's unique way of showing enthusiasm is a fierce embrace.

William took this opportunity and grabbed a few more hairs from him.

"William, you heard it just now?" Fudge hesitated.

"Yes, Mr. Minister, I can't believe it, I'm so shocked!" William shook his head. "The dementors are really missing so many?"

Fudge nodded.

William clasped his hands together, suppressed his smile and prayed:

"I hope people are fine!"

The minister also said:

"I hope people are fine."

"William, you must not tell others about this, as it will cause unnecessary panic." Fudge lowered his voice.

"Do you understand?"

"Of course, I like dementors quite a bit, and I hope they breed soon." William smiled.

After Minister Fudge left, William sat down in the chair.

Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "Come a cup of coffee?"

"Thank you." William nodded.

The principal waved his wand and two cups of coffee appeared on the table.

William looked at the rising heat and asked, "Minister Fudge asked the dementors to breed on a large scale, aren't they afraid that they will lose control?"

"William, Fudge is a politician. The first thing he considers is not the issue of losing control, but the issue of protection."

“Protect the people?”

"No, it's to convince the people that they are protected," Dumbledore said.

"But dementors are evil creatures, and they reproduce by sucking happy memories."

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't care about good and evil, it only cares about governance and chaos." Dumbledore took a sip of coffee.

He said contemptuously: "To achieve their goal, they don't mind working with dark creatures."

"Come on, William, let's talk about what happened last night, where did you go with Hermione?"

"All requests are met."

"Of course, I thought of that place." Dumbledore's tone was calm, as if he had expected it.

William soon told the previous experience of yesterday's request, Bing House. Especially the insider's question.

Dumbledore closed his eyes and thought for a while, and suddenly said:

"William, can you please help me pay attention to Ron?"

"Professor, have you noticed Ron's abnormality?" William frowned. "What happened yesterday was not like he would do it."

Selling photos of Professor Snape's women's clothing at the door of Slytherin's lounge... Is Ron really dared to do such a thing?

He might have thought to himself, but he absolutely has no courage to do so.

"Has he been hit by the inner ghost's soul-catching curse?" William asked.

"It's not the Soul-Snatching Curse... it's not that serious." Dumbledore explained:

"It should be some inducing little magic that inspires Ron's courage and makes him blindly arrogant."

"It sounds like a lot of taking Fuling agents." William frowned.

After taking Fuling Pharmaceuticals in large quantities, you will have the characteristics of blind arrogance and do things that you want to do but dare not do.

It has similar catalytic effects as alcohol, after all, alcohol makes cowards brave.

This induced magic is not as obvious as the Soul-Snatching Curse and cannot be detected afterwards.

Even Ron himself would only be upset about his behavior yesterday, but would not feel like he was being manipulated at all.

Because he went to Slytherin College to sell photos, he was thinking in his heart, but he just didn't dare to do it!

So the question is, why does the insider have to stare at Ron? What's special about him?

When Ron owns the diary, the insider talks with Tom.

And this time the insider approached Ron again.

At least one thing, he was right next to Ron, very familiar with him, even to the point where he understood Ron's inner thoughts.

He spent every day with Ron and was very familiar with him... William felt that he was about to discover who the insider was.

It's almost a little inspiration.

Wait...what perfectly meets this condition,

Isn't it Harry?!

So, Harry Potter is Tom Riddle's inner demon?

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Chapter completed!