Professor McGonagall left without looking back. He listened to the sound of the kicking and stomping high heels gradually faded away. Harry's expression on his face was a little embarrassed. He felt that Professor McGonagall seemed very angry, which made him a little worried.

Dumbledore's portrait opposite him seemed to see Harry's meaning, and said with a smile:

"You don't have to take it to heart, Harry, Minerva, she will recover in a while."

“Yes…is it?”

Harry said with some uncertainty.

At this time, the portrait of the witch with silver curly hair next to Dumbledore's portrait shook her head in dissatisfaction.

She saw the emotional entanglement between Dumbledore and McGonagall from the beginning. In her opinion, Dumbledore was completely an emotional liar and a scumbag.

If she could, she was like turning Dumbledore into a slug and then sprinkling salt on him!

But that is unrealistic after all, she is just a magical portrait.

Dumbledore's portrait completely ignored the silver-curly witch. He stared at Harry and said seriously after a while:

"Harry, do you remember that invisible cloak I used to have? There is a pattern engraved on it. Oh, you probably haven't seen it, after all, it is invisible. But there is indeed it on it."

"Of course I remember that it was the first Christmas gift I've ever received!"

"That is actually your father's relic, and I'm just the original owner."

"is that so?"

Hearing this, Harry's eyes gradually became blurred. Before this, he had always regarded the cloak as an ordinary invisible cloak, but he didn't expect it to have such extraordinary significance.

Fortunately, I have always taken good care of it, otherwise it would be too late for him to regret it if it gets dirty and damaged!

Dumbledore's portrait looked at Harry quietly until he recovered from his memories, and then continued:

"What I want you to do is to protect that invisible cloak. No matter who comes to ask you, or wants to take it away from you, you must do your best to protect it! Especially Mike, I guess he will come to you soon."

Harry's heart tightened and asked instinctively:

"But... why?"

"Why?" Dumbledore smiled, "because the cloak in your hand is a Deathly Halloween. For the Deathly Halloween, you can go and read the "Stories of the Poetry of the Umpidou". Although the description in it is a bit exaggerated and inaccurate, it does make sense in some things.

When all the death hallows gather together, the god of death will come, but He is not here to give you good luck or declare that you have defeated death.

On the contrary, He is here to spread death.

By then, something very bad will happen.

So you must protect the invisible cloak in your hand, just like the third brother in "The Story of the Poetry of Weng Bidou" did."

"I got it, Principal Dumbledore."

Harry said with a firm look on his face.

He actually did not fully understand what Dumbledore said, but this did not affect his obedience to Dumbledore's orders.

But before executing Dumbledore's orders, Harry still had a question that was not answered.

He raised his head and looked straight into Dumbledore's eyes and asked:

"President Dumbledore, was it really Mike who killed you? Why did he do this?"

Dumbledore's portrait showed a true expression and replied with a smile:

"I was indeed killed by Mike. But unlike the murder described by the outside world, Mike actually didn't want to kill me, I asked him to kill me. That is to say, it was actually a suicide."

"What?" Harry said in disbelief, "but why do you do this?"

"Because I live so painfully, and I have completed my mission," Dumbledore said. "You may not understand it now, but deep in the hearts of human beings, there are actually factors of self-destruction. When you live like me for so long, you will probably understand why I did this."

Harry looked at Dumbledore's portrait with a confused look on his face.

He felt that Dumbledore's words became increasingly incomprehensible after his death.

But at the same time he was relieved.

Deep down, Harry was always unwilling to believe that it was Mike who killed Dumbledore. Now Dumbledore has cleared Mike of the charge, which has troubled Harry for a long time has finally been untied.

The conversation between Harry and Dumbledore continued. After going through so many things, Harry had countless words to tell Dumbledore.

If it were the usual, Dumbledore would never be so patient. You should know that the principal of Hogwarts is very busy.

But now it's different. Dumbledore is just a magical portrait now, and he has time to chat with Harry.

The conversation between the two did not end until the sun sets, but at the same time, Chris smashed things like crazy in the office of the Minister of Magic.

Those exquisite portraits, gorgeous chandeliers, quaint furniture...

Everything turned into pieces under Chris' violent vent!

The newly recruited beautiful assistant was hiding under the desk and shivering. She couldn't understand why Minister Flint suddenly went crazy, and she didn't understand how to calm down Minister Flint again.

Fortunately, the movement outside suddenly stopped at some point, and then Chris shouted in a slightly tired voice:

"Get out of here!"

The female assistant under the desk climbed up almost instantly and escaped from the office in her high heels at a speed of 100 meters.

And as the door was closed again, Chris also retreated and sat back in his seat.

It was almost a day since he returned from Dumbledore's funeral, and during this day, he was almost venting his deep anger.

Of course, please don't get me wrong. The reason why he was so angry was not because Mike killed his respected Professor Dumbledore, whose relationship with Dumbledore was not yet good enough.

What really angered him was Dumbledore's deception of him.

You should know that Voldemort, that is, after Tom officially resurrected and became Chris, he had actually given up on the idea of ​​challenging death, but the fact is not as he said, he reconciled with death.

But because he discovered that death was originally invincible!

But after becoming the Minister of Magic and reading a lot of historical materials, he suddenly realized that there are things like Deathly Hallows in this world. As long as you collect three Deathly Hallows, you can defeat death.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald were his companions who had collected the three holy artifacts of death together. In other words, Dumbledore had always known the way to defeat death, but he had never told anyone.

Dumbledore, he watched as he walked astray and turned into a monster like watching a monkey show!

And most importantly, Chris did not find his wand, which was already confirmed to be the elder wand of the Deathly Hallows, in Dumbledore's relics. Even Chris had even checked Dumbledore's grave, but found nothing.

And Grindelwald, who was imprisoned in the tower, also disappeared!

What does this mean?

This means that even if Dumbledore is dead, he is still on guard against him!

"He's really an old bastard!"

Chris couldn't help but curse!

When he thought of this, he became angry in his heart.

Fortunately, the previous smashing had helped Chris vent most of his anger, so he quickly calmed down again.

If you think about it carefully, there are not many places where Dumbledore can hide the Deathly Hallows. Among them, Hogwarts, an ancient castle with countless secrets, happens to be the most suitable place.

Then the next thing is very simple. Now Dumbledore's death and the principal's position is vacant. As long as he grabs the position of principal Hogwarts, he can unscrupulously look for the Deathly Hallows in it.

It is also very easy for him to obtain the position of principal of Hogwarts.

Although Hogwarts students have just had a conflict with the Ministry of Magic and have a strong resistance, as long as Chris uses his right to be the Minister of the Ministry of Magic to issue a government order, then Hogwarts has no room for resistance as a magic school.

Thinking of this, Chris' brows stretched a little.

At this moment, the office door was opened again.

The female assistant with a fearful look carefully avoided the floor of furniture pieces and placed a lot of documents in her hand on Chris' desk.

"Minister...Minister, the Director of the Law Enforcement Department wants me to hand over these documents to you for review." The female assistant forced a smile and said with difficulty. "Also, as the news that McTownley killed Dumbledore was spread, the minority groups have recently become active again. The Director of the Department of Magic Accidents and Disasters asked me to ask you whether it is necessary to use force to suppress them?"

"Why didn't they come to me in person?"

Hearing the words, the female assistant glanced at the disheveled office, then lowered her head without saying a word.

Chris understood completely, and he laughed twice, as if mocking those timid officials who only dared to hide behind a female assistant and did not dare to face him.

Looking at the documents piled up half a meter high, Chris's breathing that had been slowed down began to become rapid again.

This is another thing that has made him feel anxious recently.

That is the work of the Minister of Magic. It is too busy and too tedious!

Chris originally thought that the job of the Minister of Magic was to stay in the office every day, drink coffee and bask in the sun.

If you have something to do, the secretary will do it, and if you have nothing to do, the secretary will do it.

But when he officially took office, he realized that this was not the case.

The so-called Minister of Magic is a file review machine, and the documents he has to review every day are enough to bury him!

At the same time, there are some very tricky things in these files, and some of them cannot even solve them.

This made Chris feel very disappointed and made him realize that he may not have any leadership talent.

In the past, he always thought that Voldemort must have had a broken mind and formed a Death Eater to try to rule the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo.

After all, with his talent, it would be more than this to become the Minister of Magic through the right path.

But he now understands.

Perhaps Voldemort at the beginning understood that he did not have the so-called leadership talent, so he took a different approach and formed an organization that had no internal rules and was ruled entirely by violence and fear.

Think about it carefully, although I have become the Minister of the Ministry of Magic on the contrary, I have control over the entire Ministry of Magic of Ying Kingdom.

But in fact, aren’t I also trapped in this position by the so-called rights?

Those countless rules and endless work were like chains, imprisoning them firmly in this office.

He had only a legendary power, but there was no place to display it!

The reason why he was able to support himself before was entirely because he gave up the goal of defeating death and left the goal of changing the world.

But now, the hope of defeating death and immortality has reappeared in front of you. In comparison, the so-called changing the world and the so-called domination of the entire Yingguo Ministry of Magic seem less attractive!

His hatred for Mike is not even that strong!

After figuring this out, a smile finally appeared on Chris's face.

He looked at the female assistant in front of him who had already shaken into sieve and said softly:

"Okay, don't be afraid, it's all right now."

"Yes...yes, Minister."

The expression on the female assistant's face was not relaxed at all.

Chris obviously didn't care. He reached out and pushed the files on the desktop to the ground, laughing and said to the female assistant:

"Tell the director of the Legal Enforcement Department and the director of the Auror Office. Don't bother me with such small things in the future, just make a decision on their own! But! If there is a problem with their work and it has a negative impact. Haha, then they don't have to continue living!"

After saying that, Chris waved his hand and signaled that the female assistant could get out.

As for whether his tough management method will cause a rebound from the people below and that no one is willing to take the lead, he is not worried at all.

Water flows to the lower places, and people walk to the higher places.

Ambition is something engraved in the human genetic sequence, and no one can refuse the feeling of holding power.

After all, this world is still respected by personal strength.

As long as you are strong enough, you can unscrupulously squeeze other people!

This is the gift given to the strong by the gods!

I have never understood such a simple truth until now.

Chris smiled and shook his head, feeling his stupidity.

But now I understand that it’s not too late to come here!

After getting rid of all the constraints of everything, he was finally able to devote himself to the collection of the Deathly Hallows.

"Hehe, then first, start with Hogwarts!"
Chapter completed!