[HP] Mrs. Snape

"Rita Kiester?" Andrew looked at his mother in the double-sided mirror in surprise. "What do you want her for, Mom?"

"I need her to write something, and your dad said you knew where to find her?" Arya asked.

"Well, in the hands of Harry Potter's friend, Granger, Kester turned into a beetle and was caught by Granger last semester. She just finished interviewing Parkinson in our college." Andrew groaned. After thinking about it, "I can ask Miss Granger for you, but Mom, you have to tell me what you want to do, Granger is not easy to fool."

Arya knew Hermione Granger, she was a friend of Harry Potter, and Andrew seemed to respect her more, saying that Miss Granger was quite a true biography of Professor McGonagall.

"Of course, Andrew, if you're sure, I'll pass you the materials and make sure that Rita Kester writes what we want. Controlling public opinion is very important."

Andrew found Hermione Granger in the library. She was often with the saviors. Andrew didn't like Harry Potter until now, but for Granger, he hoped to be friends with her.

"Hi, Miss Granger, I'm Andrew, Andrew Dashwood, may I talk to you?" Andrew whispered to Granger who was studying hard.

Hermione seemed very surprised by Andrew's appearance, and she nodded quickly after Andrew called her two or three times, and packed things in a mess. "Wizard Law Enactment", "Ministry of Magic's Division of Powers", "International Statute of Secrecy", "The Life of Millicent Barnold, Former Minister of Magic"...

Andrew looked at the books that Miss Granger had put in her schoolbag, and raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Umbridge really was the trio of angry and saviors.

"You said you need Rita Kistor?" The two of them are now at the observatory. It's extremely quiet here on weekends, and they won't be disturbed when they talk.

"No, it's not that I need it, it's that we all need it! Miss Granger, I know Rita Kistor is in your hands," Andrew took out the materials sent by his mother, "This is me... well, it's us I found some news about Fudge and Umbridge, you can ask Rita Kistor to polish it and then publish it, we have to find something for Fudge and the others to do, that stupid senior investigator, keep going like this , I am afraid that Dumbledore will be forced to step down!"

"Impossible!" Hermione shook her head quickly: "Fudge can't oust Dumbledore. I've read that the law stipulates that the Minister of Magic has no authority to do so..."

Andrew looked at Hermione Granger in surprise. She actually believed that the group of politicians who were obsessed with interests would abide by the law like a good boy? "Miss Granger," Andrew pursed his lips and said, "Laws are a ruling tool made by rulers! Those regulations can be amended at any time if they need to! If Fudge really intends to abide by those regulations, then Umbridge will not It'll be at Hogwarts, and there won't be any of those ridiculous high-ranking investigators."

Hermione seemed a little unwilling to believe Andrew's words. She looked at the large legal book in her hand, and then at Andrew, feeling a little uncertain.

Sighing, Andrew shook his head inwardly. Look, this is the difference between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Slytherin students, to a large extent, don’t think about obeying the laws and regulations and obediently being good citizens. What they think about is Use these regulations to try to achieve your own ends, and even stay behind the scenes to create laws in your favor...

Andrew's words made Granger blush a little. She quickly flipped through the documents in her hand and shouted angrily, "These? How can these things be done!"

"Of course." Andrew has also read the manuscripts collected by his mother. To be honest, he thinks it is great. "Peachy news is the most brutal but most useful means to deal with a politician. Of course, these things are true or false, as long as the person concerned clarifies Basically, it will not cause any major impact, but it is different for politicians with such bad records as Fudge and Umbridge. This is only the first step, and the second step. After reducing the credibility of the Minister of Magic and his cronies, Then there are some violent stories, such as accepting bribes, using power for personal gain, etc., they are not as blameless as Principal Dumbledore."

Granger still hesitated: "Aren't we the same as Fudge and the others?"

She doesn't think that people all over the world are as strict and upright as she and Professor McGonagall?Andrew thought, impossible, there are not many good people like Professor McGonagall worthy of respect!Andrew shook his head. That's why he was unwilling to cooperate with Gryffindor. They always put a lot of shackles on themselves, not only requiring themselves to obey, but also requiring others to be like them.

"Think about it, Hermione," said Andrew, who didn't mind adding a little more fire, "think about what Fudge did to Professor Dumbledore and Potter, think about what Umbridge did, and Headmaster Dumbledore Busy, he doesn't care about these slanders, of course he doesn't care, but we must care! We can't let those dirty politicians tarnish a great selfless old man! These things are not made up by us, they are facts, we do All we need is to uncover Fudge's true colors, and see what our great Minister for Magic is doing besides lusting for power!"

"Where did you find these materials?" Hermione raised the booklet in her hand, and it was obvious that Andrew had convinced her.

"You know, as a Slytherin, you always have your own sources of information, and it's not just the Malfoys who are close to the Ministry of Magic." Andrew didn't tell her the truth, he didn't want to involve his mother in this matter, She was already dangerous in the Ministry of Magic by herself. "And it's all true, there's no lie, you can find a way to verify it. Of course, after Rita Kistor's wonderful pen, I'm afraid that even an ordinary incident will become a 'pink' incident! After pink, there will be black Bomb! Bang! It's on Fudge and Umbridge, so they won't have time to look after themselves, and Professor Dumbledore and Hogwarts will be safe."

"However, even if it is written, Fudge will not let it be published. The Daily Prophet is controlled by the Ministry of Magic!" Hermione said.

"Don't worry about this, we have a solution. As long as Rita Kistor dares to write it, the Daily Prophet will publish it! I can assure you, Miss Granger."

Hermione took a deep look at Andrew, nodded in agreement, and the two walked down the steps slowly. Andrew and her agreed on the method of transmitting messages in the future, "It's best not to use an owl, because now Umri Odd to check all the letters," especially the people around Potter, Andrew raised his eyebrows and looked at Granger who was both surprised and disgusted, and didn't say the last sentence.

"How about it," Andrew handed her a watch, "You put this on, and if I have news, the red light will flash, and we will make an appointment at that time."

Granger looked at the watch in his hand that was almost the same as an ordinary watch in surprise, and asked, "This is it?"

"Oh, this is a small double-sided mirror," Andrew realized after finishing speaking, and asked hesitantly, "You won't go to sue, are you?" It seems that double-sided mirrors are not allowed to be brought into the school, but Slytherin students No one will abide by this rule.

After getting Hermione's affirmative nod, Andrew lifted the dial with confidence, and there was a small mirror under the pointer, "I used some spells to transform it into a mobile phone, look, I found it here Your number, and then press the red button." Andrew's own watch is much more complicated than the one given to Granger, and the dial unfolds like a precision instrument, "Hey, hello, did you hear that? Look, if it’s inconvenient to look at the portrait, you can just listen to the voice.” Granger’s expression made Andrew quite happy, and this was one of his favorite creations. “Of course you can also call me through the double-sided mirror, and then we You can see each other."

Walking to a platform, Andrew stopped. He could see Hagrid's cabin here, but the doors and windows were still closed, and there was no familiar tall figure there.Granger stopped and watched with Andrew.

"Do you know when Hagrid will come back?" Andrew asked softly while lying on the stone hole.

"I don't know." Granger also shook his head, "We don't know where he went either."

Andrew probably knew where Hagrid was going. He heard his father mention it. Of course he overheard it when his father and mother were talking. Hagrid went to a place where giants lived. Professor Dumbledore wanted Hagrid to persuade the giants to go here , but, "I don't have much hope. You must know that Voldemort can promise the giants freedom and even enough food, but wizards will only discriminate and exclude them. After all, few people have Dumbledore's wisdom and mind..." Mom was at that time Having said that, it was precisely because of this that Andrew was particularly worried about Hagrid. Giants can eat people!

"Well, Ann, Andrew," Granger suddenly hesitated, "I, we have an organization to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts together, maybe you can..."

"Huh?" Andrew looked at her in surprise, learning Defense Against the Dark Arts together?Well, after Umbridge issued a rule that no gatherings were allowed, Gryffindor was at the head of the wind!What courage!

"Thank you for trusting me, Hermione. I'd love to go, but, sorry, I have some projects on hand right now and I may not have the time," Andrew declined. "Of course, if you need anything, please feel free to contact me. I will do my best to help."

Hermione smiled, reached out to shake hands with Andrew, and said, "Of course, Andrew. Then contact me again."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to your good news." The two were about to part ways when they ran into Professor McGonagall on the second floor, "Andrew, Granger," Professor McGonagall called to stop them. "Andrew, Dumbledore asked you to go to his office. Granger, come with me, I have something to ask you."

After saying goodbye to Professor McGonagall and Hermione, Andrew trotted to the principal's office. He hadn't seen the professor for a long time, and he seemed to be really busy recently. "Lemon ice cream!" He rushed into the office with a happy face, "Professor!"

"Andrew, good afternoon." Professor Dumbledore was still the same, always with a warm smile on his face, pushed the candy box on the table and said with a smile: "Matcha cake, made by your mother, would you like to have a cup of afternoon tea together? "

sure!Andrew jumped on the chair and said excitedly: “Professor, have you visited my house? Is my mother okay?”

"Oh, no, I went to the Ministry of Magic and just met Arya. This is the afternoon tea she prepared for herself, so I secretly brought it." Dumbledore smiled at Andrew with a wink.

Andrew forked a piece of cake and narrowed his eyes with a smile. It was the smell of his mother.

After tasting the cake, the two of them discussed the issue of the death curse as usual. Andrew's research was not very smooth. Although the professor had already analyzed the principle of the death curse to him, he still couldn't find it after trying several methods. Success, coupled with the fact that he still doesn't know how to cast this magic, and of course his father and the professor don't allow him to learn it, everything is like a blind man groping an elephant, unable to touch the essence of the problem.

"So I've been wondering recently, who created this evil spell in the first place? It turns out that Avada is not useful for anything other than bringing death, not even for self-defense. That is to say, when Avada was invented The people who are here are just to kill people!" Andrew couldn't help but shiver, think about it, who can invent a spell just to kill people? "Professor, I think, is our research direction wrong? I shouldn't study how to prevent it first, but should look at the cause of the death curse or even the unforgivable curse. If we go back to the source, we may find something..."

After the conversation, Andrew received a stack of books, many of which were legends and stories. These are some reference books that Professor Dumbledore gave Andrew, hoping to inspire him.

"Professor," Andrew said back when he walked out the door, "don't worry, we will avenge you soon."

"Revenge?" Dumbledore was surprised, a sternness in his blue eyes.

"Well, Minister Fudge and Umbridge, um, forgive me for not wanting to call her a professor, her words and deeds are just a politician," Andrew explained earnestly: "They have been manipulating public opinion and making up unwarranted things to slander your Reputation, that's despicable, Professor. We all agree that it's time for everyone to see Fudge and Umbridge for what they really are, and to let them know that deception will only do more damage!"

"You? Who are you?" Dumbledore asked.

"Well," Andrew hesitated, he didn't want to betray his partner and his mother, "Professor, I, I'm sorry, I can't tell you, this is our agreement. I, I'll go first, professor goodbye!" Andrew ran away as soon as he finished speaking, and the professor would definitely know if he continued. Well, he is really not good at lying, but he has already made an agreement with Granger, even if it is Professor Dumbledore, he must keep his promise.

Andrew, who was eager to leave, didn't see the expression on Dumbledore's face behind him. There was a smile on the face of this gray-haired old man at the moment, a gratified and proud smile...