Chapter 106: Public opinion

"How is it, Professor Dumbledore, do you still expect a forgetting spell to make him forget?" Malfoy asked Dumbledore in the dark corner that the man could not see. ??W?W?W㈧. ?8㈧１?Ｚ?W㈧． ㈠Ｃ㈠Ｏ?Ｍ
Not long ago, the two of them witnessed an independent performance of a drug addict when he was a drug addict. Even though Dumbledore used the oblivion spell, his addiction was still not eliminated.
In order to alleviate the pain caused by the addiction, he tried to divert his attention. The mental loneliness could not be eliminated. It could only be used to relieve the sweat on his face. The feeling of emptiness in his heart was almost To swallow him whole, he walked tremblingly to the corner, threw his fist up, smashed it over the hard wall again and again, and then kneeled down on the ground again, turned his head to desperately When he hit the wall, he didn't know why he was so uncomfortable. This was the only way for him to get attention away and dispel the pain with pain.
Then his eyes became hyperemic, flushed, and his eyes split. This insensitive way is no longer enough to counteract his discomfort. He began to subconsciously seek a sharp weapon. Sharp objects can bring him deeper damage, which can bring him more effective pain, but he looked around, The room was empty and there was nothing to use.
Then you are left with your own teeth!
He shook his head and opened his mouth, biting his arm like crazy, and a row of deep tooth marks and bloodshots appeared on it instantly, so shocking that it was hard to imagine a person He was so cruel to himself, but soon it became useless, even if a piece of meat was to be bitten off, his pain only eased a little.
The ice and fire are twofold, suddenly cold and hot, for a time his body is like a falling ice cave, surrounded by cold ice, and then he seems to be in an endless purgatory, and the hot magma flows from him.
Is this hell?
may be.
Suddenly his eyes were bright and the door was locked, but the window was not closed yet. He only felt that he was suffering from the pain of ants, and if he could not be relieved, maybe he would be the best destination from now on. .
Compared with endless suffering, death is indeed a relief.
He hurried to the window in a hurry and crawled, and he put the hand on the window, and the window was opened with a bang.
"I fainted!" As he climbed the window to prepare for his self-completion, a curse hit him, interrupting his suicidal behavior and the pain he felt.
The two came out of the shadows.
"Why is this?" Dumbledore looked at the man's miserable face, and immediately asked.
"According to Muggle's words, detoxification requires the withdrawal of heart addiction and physical addiction. When he becomes addicted, he is destined to have organic lesions in his brain that cannot be recovered." Malfoy said while using himself 'S wand pointed to his head.
"So, detoxification is just a pseudo-proposition. His behavior just now is addictive." Malfoy said that he couldn't help but show a cruel smile, which made Dumbledore feel cold.
"When a person chooses this path, his social attributes have disappeared, which almost means that we can no longer treat him as a human being."
"As the dementor's food, maybe he is the best destination for his waste heat. I can hardly imagine what contribution he will make to society.",
"There are hotbeds of crime everywhere. This person is dead. There are more drug addicts who are drunk and dream dead in places we don't know. I can still provide him with stable drug money. Maybe he has to thank me."
Dumbledore fell silent again. He could not count how many times he was shocked today. Even though the subconscious didn't quite accept Malfoy's approach, he couldn't find any reason to refute it.
This is the bottom of the Muggle society, crime is everywhere, and it is not the drug addiction that this student lured him into.
The effectiveness of this medicine is so strong that even if hundreds of dementors are being absorbed by a person at the same time, it is more than enough to cause no more damage.
Even if he has a heart, he is powerless. The oblivion curse just now clearly shows that even if he forgets the concepts related to drugs and the thrills of bliss, the evil factor has already penetrated into the bone marrow and can never be rid of it.
Maybe I feel uncomfortable, but I can’t help because I see such a poor person. I feel helpless. Dumbledore thought so.
"Oh, Professor, in fact, people can still try it before they die. After all, it is the happiest thing. Isn’t it a loss to not experience it once in a lifetime?"
"Even so, I won't choose it." Dumbledore shook his head indifferently, avoiding it like a viper.
"why?"
"Because I at least want to die with dignity." Dumbledore said in a deep voice.
"Actually, I think so." Malfoy shrugged needlessly. If people realize that endless pleasure when they are about to reach the end, they may regret why they didn't start enjoying it earlier.
Maybe you will leave with remorse?
What's more, there are still wizards, the power of nature, if Dumbledore really tried it, he was reluctant to die and became the second Dark Lord, the fun would be great.
However, a truly self-disciplined person will not try these things, not contaminated and then abstained in order to reflect a person's will.
Keeping it away is always the best way.
"Well, we won't discuss this heavy topic anymore, so now, Professor, are you satisfied with my solution?" Malfoy asked afterwards.
"Well." Dumbledore nodded, his answer very short, and then he walked to the window, staring silently at the bright moon outside the window, without a word, only occasional sighs came.
"Some people are not worth saving and protecting." Malfoy's voice suddenly sounded in the room.
"Maybe." Dumbledore sighed, and his tone was full of helplessness, as if at this moment he was no longer the first man in the wizarding world with great power and virtue, but just an old man who was helpless in the face of suffering.
Da da da....
Dumbledore struck the glass window in front of him with his wand, making such a sound, such meaningless movements can often relieve people's anxiety.
"I'm very interested in you now, Draco." Dumbledore turned around and supported the half-moon lens on his nose, speaking in a very different tone of curiosity than just now.
He has adjusted his mood now. There is not so much time for him to feel sad. He has many responsibilities on his body. If the leader can't control his emotions, how can he serve the crowd.
But the confusion in his heart was still deeper, and his student was full of mysteries, making him want to find out.
"It feels subtle to be said by an elderly man who is sexually active." Malfoy murmured silently, but explained at random: "What's worth curious about? Professor, I just read more books Well, in Muggle society, these are common sense.

"Oh?" Dumbledore's tone lengthened, and he still looked at the student in front of him with a look.
"Then think it's like this." Dumbledore twisted his beard and said helplessly.
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On the second day after the Dementors attacked the players in the Quidditch game, the students were surprised that the dementors who were outside the school gate disappeared collectively, and they all secretly guessed that they were born. What, the biggest possibility is that Dumbledore was angry and had a big fight with the Ministry of Magic, and then the Ministry of Magic gave up the means they arranged at Hogwarts.
"It's impossible," Ron said swearingly at the dining table. "My dad often told me that the current Minister of Magic no longer listens to other people's suggestions, let alone his relationship with our principal. Not good."
He now lowered his voice and continued: "I heard that the principal had actually raised a strong protest at the time, but it still failed. Now I think that Fudge will definitely not give in, even if his group of disobedient men make mistakes, He will also do his best to maintain."
"His coming to power is really a tragedy." Ron sighed and looked down at his arm, thinking that his injury was almost over, and he felt a little lighter.
"The dementors around our school have indeed disappeared." Simon asked curiously, this is one of his roommates.
"Then I don't know." Ron's intact hand reached the table and took a bite of his favorite lamb pie. "Maybe they were scared by our principal."
"Cough." Ron's face began to flush, perhaps because he ate too fast and talked at the same time.
It was still a few students nearby who helped him and used a spell to solve the problem.
This is just an episode.
The time for dinner soon ended. When the students were about to stand up and were ready to return to their lounges and dormitories, the door of the auditorium suddenly closed with a squeak.
"Everyone." Dumbledore's voice echoed throughout the auditorium. "I have some small things to notify here, so I still need to take a few minutes of everyone's time. I hope everyone can return to the place where they just dine and listen to me say a few words."
So the students sat down again.
"Huh." Dumbledore glanced around, cleared his throat, and said with his characteristic thick voice: "I think everyone has already appeared in our school today and has restored the calm of the past, right?"
There was a murmur of murmurs and whispers from the audience, and a Hufflepuff student said aloud: "Yes, principal, the monsters have disappeared into our sight, this is you Did you do it?" His eyes were full of admiration and admiration.
"Oh, although I really want to be a hero in your eyes, it is a pity that this is not my credit." At this time Dumbledore swept the Slytherin with extra light, with his blue eyes. I glanced at Malfoy before continuing: "After yesterday's unfortunate accident, I was also angry at the time, so I immediately chose to write to the current Minister of Magic to express my dissatisfaction."
"You know, owls are not that fast, so I need to get a reply at least the next day."
Dumbledore paused.
"But there was an accident." He said with a somewhat complicated tone, his wand waved randomly towards the door, and a "Prophet Daily" appeared in front of every student's desk.
The cover of the newspaper already explained all this well-Fudge stood in front of the door of Azkaban with a sad face, and it was written in bold bold letters: The dereliction minister of the Ministry of Magic? How long can Cornelius Fudge be seated as Minister?
"Since the mysterious man was defeated by our salvation star, our wizarding world has gradually restored the peace of the past, and in the next few years, our lives have gradually returned to normal, how difficult it is to get peace, I think everyone We have a deep understanding, what we all know is that the current Minister of Magic Connelly Fudge only became the Minister of the Ministry of Magic after the resignation of Millicent in 199o. I have to admit that he was very lucky. The highly regarded Batick Crouch could not be qualified for this position due to his own personal reasons, and the highly respected Mr. Dumbledore also resigned from this position, so he let him-Fudge, one of the most grass-rooted mediocres in history. Took up this position that concerns the future of our wizarding world."
The following words are a detailed breakdown of the moths born during Fudge’s reign, from normal decision-making and execution to even a comprehensive analysis of private life.
Why did Azkaban, who had never had a prison break, be born when he was in power? Could it be that he withdrew Auror’s wages and was full of money? Why is it that the dementors can get out of control frequently, and it is not enough to wreak havoc in the Muggle world, even the safest places in the wizarding world are affected by them.
Is this a group of obedient guards or an unstable bomb that may rebel at any time?
It may be said that we didn’t know it yesterday~EbookFREE.me~ but the fact is obvious today. There is no doubt the latter.
Overnight, whether it is the dementors around Hogwarts, or the dementors responsible for searching for fugitives in other places, or even the dementors responsible for the guards of Azkaban, overnight! All rebellion! Disappeared without a trace!
Now we can turn the subject and talk about this group of Azkaban criminals. Apart from Black, who has escaped, in fact, there are still a few wizards in Azkaban who have been eroded by dementors for years. Mind.
Under the dual role of Dementors and Aurors, they can still be guaranteed supervision, but when the Dementors strike, it is difficult to imagine how several wizards in that area will deal with these fierce and sober wizards.
Just a little closer, we may usher in the darkest day in the history of wizarding today, the collective escape of Azkaban, bringing endless riots to the society, and even seriously affecting our principle of confidentiality in front of Muggles.
Fortunately, unfortunately, our first wizard arrived in time, and a major disaster was wiped out invisible. Otherwise, perhaps the headlines you see today are other things you don’t want to see. (To be continued.)