Mike didn't say anything, frowned and waited for Dumbledore's answer.

Seeing this, the latter shook his head and said helplessly:

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

"Are you kidding? You're Dumbledore."

"No, I don't. Voldemort is indeed better than me. If I were thirty years old, I could defeat Voldemort now, but now I can't. After all, I'm over 100 years old this year. Mike, in the legend of Muggle, wizards should be stronger and stronger as they grow older, but in fact it is not like this. Wizards' lifespan is indeed higher than Muggle, but this comes at a price. And the price is magic.

Simply put, when a wizard is young, he will accumulate a lot of magic power, but when he gets old, he will continue to feed back his body to maintain the sustained function of his body. However, in this way, the wizard's magic power will gradually 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 big. We are in a situation where no one can kill each other, because as long as one of us wants to run away, the other party will have no way to do it.

But the only difference is that even if Voldemort faces me, he will still have the energy to do it. At this time, you who fight with me will be in trouble. What's more, Voldemort has some unknown means of saving his life, so let's forget your plan."

Dumbledore's long speech made Mike feel a little disappointed. Although Mike was guessing that Dumbledore's strength might be weaker than Voldemort (or Dumbledore would just rush up and kill Voldemort), he felt uncomfortable when he heard Dumbledore admit it in person, because this means that his plan had failed halfway before it even started.

But giving up casually is not Mike's style. After thinking for a while, Mike still gritted his teeth and said:

"President Dumbledore, I think our plan is worth executing. You may not know that I still have a wizard power in my hand to use for this action. As long as you and I join forces, our strength is not enough to directly kill Voldemort, but at least it can prevent him from obtaining the Prophecy Ball!"

Hearing this, Dumbledore looked calm, without any surprise at the fact 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 for him to master such a large number of Jin Jialong to cultivate his own power. Almost every rich pure blood family will do this.

But Mike said that he wanted to use this army to deal with Voldemort and his Death Eaters, which made Dumbledore unable to help but shake his head. Everyone knew that except for the pure blood families that had been passed down through the ages, the strength of the private troops cultivated by other families was pitifully weak. By the same token, Mike's army's strength can be imagined.

"What are their strengths in the troops you mentioned?"

"Ha, don't worry," Mike smiled at Dumbledore's questioning face, "Although they have fewer cutting-edge combat power, they are not wasteful people who are waiting to die. In terms of basic skills and synergy, they are even more powerful than your Order of the Phoenix."

A hint of surprise flashed across Dumbledore's face, but Mike continued:

"Make a decision quickly, Principal Dumbledore. Although our operation is basically impossible to kill Voldemort, killing those Death Eaters is easy! If we kill all the Death Eaters this time, then even if Voldemort is powerful, the process of ruling Yingguo will inevitably be slowed down!

What's more, the benefits of our implementation of this plan are not limited to this. As long as we fight Voldemort in the Ministry of Magic, Fauci will not believe that Voldemort returns, he will only announce this news to the outside world! And if we win, we can also publicize our victory to the outside world. This will inevitably rekindle the fighting spirit of those who have always been afraid of Voldemort, and know that even if Voldemort dies, it is not invincible!"

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

Since he was facing the moonlight, Mike couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he felt that Dumbledore must be in a state of uneasy 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, it's easy for Voldemort to recruit another group of subordinates with his current reputation and strength. Now he is like a magic lamp, which can attract those who have evil thoughts to his arms like moths to the flames."

Mike suddenly became anxious. Now he even began to doubt whether Dumbledore's mind became confused because he was too old. Why can't he even make any comments?

But he didn't even speak, Dumbledore on the opposite side suddenly chuckled twice, and then said:

"But you are right. Our battle can indeed let everyone know about Voldemort's return, and it can also rekindle the fire of hope in their hearts. So, Mike, my cooperation requires me to agree."

"Haha, then you can act as you plan before," said Mike. "And I went back to Hogwarts to stare at Harry to see if he would have some other dreams."

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

Seeing that Dumbledore seemed to be trying to send him away in person, Mike was a little surprised, but he did not refuse.

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

"President 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 raised slightly, and a proud smile appeared. "Maybe you need to find the answer yourself. If I tell you directly, it will be meaningless!"

As he said that, Dumbledore pushed open the door of the villa and made a gesture to Mike.

Mike was so angry that his teeth were itchy, so he continued to ask.

However, Dumbledore remained motionless and continued to open the door.

Taking a deep breath, Mike strode out of the door, took out the broom and prepared to fly out of the anti-phantom shifting 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 coming, this garden has been much cleaner, at least the silt originally deposited on the ground has basically disappeared.

The house elf named Xiao Teacun was waving the broom in his hand not far away. The broom seemed to have some magic power. As long as the small teacun was gently waved, a huge airflow would burst out from it to scrape up all the fallen leaves and mud around it.

"Little teacup!"

Mike's call attracted his attention, and the little teacup turned his head and looked at Mike, revealing his tears-filled face.

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

Mike smiled lightly 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 surprise, but saw that Mike had already disappeared into the night sky on a flying broom.

...

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

It was almost dawn, and Hermione and Harry were asleep in the lounge chair in front of the fireplace.

In desperation, Mike could only come forward and slap them awake, but when Harry woke up, he saw that the person was Mike, and he suddenly bounced off the recliner.

"What did Mike, what did Dumbledore say?"

"This is not something you should consider. Now, what is important to you is, go back to bed quickly!"

Now it has begun to shine today. Although Mike does not need sleep very much based on his current mental power, not sleeping all night and being angry with Dumbledore also caused Mike's tone to be a little unkind.

Hearing this, Harry also had anger on his face. 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? Ah?"

Mike looked at him coldly, without saying a word, and Hermione next to him was also awakened by a noise and hurriedly persuaded:

"Harry, don't do this."

"You don't have to persuade him, Hermione." Mike said expressionlessly, "Harry, let me tell you honestly. Now I will not tell you everything about Dumbledore. This is not because of other reasons, but because your brain is already associated with Voldemort for some reason. This shows that he can invade your brain at any time to know the information on our side! This is why Dumbledore must have you learn brain closure! So I will never tell you anything until you master brain closure!"

Harry's arm slipped down weakly, and he gasped and stared at Mike blankly.

"Okay, stop talking about anything, go back quickly." Mike sighed, "Hermione, take Harry back."

Hermione nodded, reached out and held Harry and walked out.

Harry, who was originally holding his neck and unwilling to leave, was led out by Hermione like a walking corpse.

...

The next day, the career consultation for fifth-grade students was finally over, which means that the entire Hogwarts has finally entered the serious exam preparation stage.

In two weeks, students across Hogwarts will face a final exam that will be about whether they can pass a comfortable holiday life.

For fifth and seventh grade students, what they have to face is the more important intermediate wizard exam and the ultimate wizard exam.

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

In this atmosphere, the amazing energy recovery effect and powerful refreshing effect of the Dolphin Magic Drink make it once again take for granted to become the best-selling item in the entire Hogwarts.

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

It’s a pity that the main ingredient of this drug is dragon fecestone. This cheap psychotropic agent that uses dragon feces as the main material is far from being a match for Dolphin Magic Drink in terms of cost-effectiveness and functionality.

Of course, in the face of the market invasion of the Dolphin Magic Drink, many students in the school who specialize in selling magic medicines to earn extra money have had bad ideas.

They began to spread rumors around claiming that the Dolphin Magic Drink is indeed a drug with a strong refreshing effect, but this effect has side effects. Long-term consumption of the Dolphin Magic Drink will accumulate toxins in the body, which will slowly break the circle of the human body and eventually lead to infertility!

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

Unfortunately, their plans were finally disappointed, and the most exaggerated thing was that their efforts had a counterproductive effect.

The sales of Dolphin Magic Drink have surged again!

This is what Mike never expected. He had already prepared to meet the decline in sales, but now it has an unexpected reversal!

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

Just as Hogwarts was in a busy study, the two wounded returned to Hogwarts together.

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

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

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

Originally, Ron probably did not have this reputation, but given the contributions made by George and Fred, everyone was very enthusiastic about this matter.

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

This situation will happen. Mike is not surprised at all. Slytherin's leader has always been Chris instead of her Umbridge. Now that Chris has not come, no one else will come.

"Wait a little longer," Mike glanced at the pocket watch, "they should be coming soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, a magically modified snow-green bus appeared in the sky. This incident immediately attracted everyone's attention, and almost everyone looked up at the sky.

Under the gaze of everyone, the bus landed at an extremely fast speed at the entrance of Hogwarts Castle, causing a violent airflow.

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

After seeing the crowd gathered in the foyer, Umbridge was stunned at first, and then a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Students, thank you..."
Chapter completed!