Rufus Scrimgeour, leading his Aurors, respectfully escorted Professor McGonagall, Karl, and Nina back to the Hogwarts Express.
He admitted to the error of Dementors accidentally entering a student compartment due to negligence and sincerely requested forgiveness.
When the train restarted and gradually moved away, Rufus Scrimgeour turned to look at the Aurors who were wiping cold sweat from their brows.
"Karl Orolin, do any of you know this young Wizard?"
Hearing his question, one of the young Aurors immediately replied, "Animagus! Director! That child is the eighth registered Animagus of this century!"
Merlin above! They had just seen two living Animagi!
"So it was him!"
Rufus Scrimgeour suddenly understood; no wonder the name sounded so familiar to him.
But with such powerful abilities, and the Patronus Charm, ancient immortal fire, Animagus transformation...
How could this young Wizard feel like a combination of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall?
The Principal and Vice-Principal of Hogwarts rolled into one?
How could it be so outrageous!
Rufus Scrimgeour stroked his chin, "Can any of you get in touch with this Orolin?"
"This..."
The Aurors exchanged glances, all looking a bit troubled.
To put it nicely, they were Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, but in reality, they were just hard-working Wizards, having to work even on stormy nights.
Usually, when they encountered Dark Wizards, they would just rush to cast spells with their wands, 'biubiubiu'.
How could they get in touch with a young big shot who could cast such terrifying Patronus Charms, Repelling Charms, and dual flames without a sound or a wand, like just now?
Just then, a Witch's eyes suddenly lit up as she thought of something.
"Director! Tonks knows him!"
"Tonks?"
"A Metamorphmagus, a newcomer in the office, currently training with Mr. Moody."
Rufus Scrimgeour was a bit bewildered; he seemed to recall something like that.
"The one who keeps rabbits! I heard the rabbits were given to her by Orolin!"
"Ah! It's her!"
Now Rufus Scrimgeour finally knew who she was, after all, giant rabbits larger than ordinary wild boars were quite rare.
It seemed he would have to go talk to that old fellow Moody after returning.
He felt he no longer needed to worry too much about Sirius Black potentially attacking Harry Potter.
How many lives did Black have? Dare to cause trouble at Hogwarts? A grown Dumbledore with a younger Dumbledore, even Lord Voldemort would have to kneel.
As for the five missing Dementors, although Rufus Scrimgeour now truly suspected the young Wizard was involved, it was better to let sleeping dogs lie.
In any case, it was Minister Fudge who decided to send out the Dementors, so it had nothing to do with him.
Oh, right! Dementors!
"Quickly inform Hogwarts! Tell the Dementors to avoid them for now!"
In the storm, the train, full of young Wizards, arrived at Hogsmeade Station.
As students disembarked one after another, the small platform quickly became crowded, and the scene was chaotic.
Outside the station, the cold wind howled, whipping cold, icy rain into the faces of the young Wizards.
Amidst the clamor of human voices were also the calls of owls and cats, making it quite lively.
"Quiet down, all of you! What's all this noise? Mind your manners!"
After Karl finished speaking, the station quickly became quiet, even the pets stopped making noise.
Everyone had seen Poro repel the Dementors and Karl release flames that lit up the entire night sky, so now they were all as docile as quails.
Shhh! Don't make a sound! The big shot has spoken!
The graduating seniors were indeed not lying! Is Hogwarts chaotic? The Flame Monarch decides!
Oh! Right! He is also the Wild Boar Rider!
Although they didn't know why he rode a wild boar, the big shot's actions must have his reasons.
Many young Wizards were now contemplating whether to raise a wild boar as a mount.
"Professor McGonagall! Is everyone alright?"
Hagrid pushed through the crowd and came closer, "The train staff told me you encountered Dementors on the way, those nasty scoundrels!"
"Don't worry, the students are all fine."
Professor McGonagall nodded to him, "You should take the first-years and set off quickly."
"Alright," Hagrid walked to the other side of the platform, shouting loudly, "First-years, follow me! This way!"
After directing the other older students to board the Thestral carriages, Professor McGonagall took a flying broom from Karl's magic briefcase.
"I need to return to the Castle first, and you two will go with Professor Lupin and the others—"
Cat Mom didn't even finish her sentence before she froze, instinctively looking down.
She saw a small Kitten clinging tightly to each of her left and right legs.
Karl and Nina simultaneously gave her cat-like smiles, looking especially well-behaved.
Hehe~ Let's hitch a ride~ Let's go~
Professor McGonagall: (._.)
"You two—never mind!"
She reached out, grabbed the scruffs of the two Kittens' necks, and lifted them onto her shoulders to lie down.
"Hold on tight! I fly a bit fast!"
"Meow!" Okay!
"Meow~" Okay~
Karl: (-_-)
Hmph! A sissy cat!
Nina: (w)
Bad guy! Take that, a tail whip!
Karl, whose butt was smacked, was furious: Little girl! You think I'm scared of you!
So, the two Kittens, perched on Cat Mom's shoulders, began a tail battle.
Cat Mom: —.
She could only cover her hat with one hand, helplessly ascending on her flying broom.
However, this Kitten battle was quickly quelled; when Professor McGonagall began flying at high speed, Karl and Nina immediately ceased hostilities.
They both pulled their 'airplane ears', and their tails were straightened by the wind pressure, floating parallel behind them.
"Awooo!"
Mom! Slow down! I'm scared!
Professor McGonagall, with a slight smirk, didn't listen, only accelerating.
You little rascals! Can't I handle you two?
Accompanied by the howling of the Kittens, the flying broom soared over the terrain and arrived above the Black Lake.
"Huh?"
Professor McGonagall was surprised to see Dumbledore by the lake, so she directly swooped down to land.
"Albus, why are you out here?"
"Ah! My dear Minerva and Karl are back! And little Nina!"
Dumbledore greeted them with a smile, "The weather isn't very good. I told the Giant Squid to hurry up later so the first-years don't get rained on in the boats."
"Hello, Principal Sir, um—"
Nina hadn't finished her greeting when someone pinched her cheek.
Karl was keeping count; he had taken one extra tail whip, so he had to make up for it.
"Albus, why are your hands empty? You don't have the Gryffindor Sword?"
"Because I am too familiar with the Giant Squid, just like the House-elves in the kitchen, they will obey commands without needing Hufflepuff's golden cup."
Dumbledore motioned for them to return to the Castle, "Kingsley sent me a message earlier, saying you had a conflict with Dementors?"
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At the mention of this, Professor McGonagall's temper flared, "Albus! The Ministry of Magic's arrangement this time is too much! Those are Dementors! They completely disregarded the safety of the young Wizards!"
Dumbledore nodded, "This is indeed an infuriating matter, but the Ministry of Magic's order has been issued,
and it probably cannot be revoked in a short time, so we need to protect the students."
"Wait a minute!"
Professor McGonagall frowned deeply, "What do you mean by that? Do they still want to send Dementors into the school?"
"Not into the school, but to guard the various entrances and exits of the school to prevent Sirius Black from breaking in."
Looking at Dumbledore's calm face, Professor McGonagall felt her blood pressure rising.
"Has Cornelius Fudge lost his mind? Black could escape from Azkaban, so why does he think Dementors can guard the school?"
"Don't be angry, Minerva, he just has some ulterior motives."
"But what if the Dementors enter the school and attack the young Wizards?"
Dumbledore winked at Karl, "Then let them disappear just like the five Dementors today."
Karl looked up at the sky.
I don't know anything!
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