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Chapter 78 Plan
Chapter 78 Plan
"A simple excuse is unlikely to make Voldemort lower his guard," Ryan said.
"Especially after what happened to Professor Quirrell in front of the Room of Requirement, Voldemort hated my prophetic abilities even more."
He felt that at this point, there needed to be an occasion that Voldemort would find plausible, one that Ryan and Dumbledore couldn't easily escape from after they arrived.
Furthermore, if Ryan leaves for some necessary reason, the entire school must know, not just a few people.
Because the current Voldemort has regained his mind, he is not easily fooled. He knows that if a young wizard wants to leave school, he must ask for leave, and the reason for the leave is not a secret; anyone can find out by asking. Therefore, this reason must be able to convince Voldemort, or rather, Voldemort must be able to convince himself after knowing this reason.
Ryan voiced his thoughts, asking everyone present, "Headmaster, four professors, do you know of any reasons or occasions that would warrant this request?"
He added, "It has to be an excuse that suits me. The headmaster doesn't care; he has many old friends, and there could be gatherings anywhere. But if the two of us have gatherings at the same time, Voldemort will definitely become suspicious."
The four professors racked their brains but couldn't think of a situation that fit Ryan's description.
The occasions they envision are either ones where they can leave early, or ones where there is no compelling reason to go.
Snape glanced at it and then put his thoughts back down. A thought had just flashed through his mind: if he claimed that he was going to take Lane to Azkaban, causing Dumbledore and Lane to go to the Ministry of Magic for a joint trial, Voldemort would not suspect anything.
He felt that during the days Voldemort infiltrated Hogwarts and witnessed what Lane had done, he must have wondered who the future Dark Lord really was.
However, since the idea involved personal feelings, he knew Dumbledore would never agree, so he didn't bring it up.
Dumbledore pondered for a moment before speaking: "I have an idea, and there is indeed an occasion where it would be difficult to leave," he said, glancing around at the crowd: "the Merlin Medal award ceremony."
"Headmaster, there's no way we can get away from here." Ryan didn't say whether he could get the Order of Merlin, but pointed out the key problem: there was no way we could get away from the award ceremony for the Order of Merlin.
Moreover, it's not just Ryan who can't leave; as the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin in history, his Headmaster and the Headmaster of Hogwarts are also popular subjects for interviews.
Not to mention those so-called pure-blood upper-class families, including those self-important high-ranking officials in the Ministry of Magic, who would definitely swarm around the three of them like vultures smelling rotting flesh.
None of the three of them could possibly escape.
"That's certainly not a problem," Dumbledore smiled. "Severus will help us solve it."
He specifically pointed out Snape, and everyone present understood how Dumbledore planned to escape.
He had absolutely no intention of going to the awards ceremony!
He planned to have someone drink a compound decoction to impersonate the three of them and go to receive the award.
Meanwhile, the real Dumbledore, Flitwick, and Lane were hiding in the castle, waiting for their prey!
"The principal is right!" Ryan said. "Next, we need to deal with a trivial problem: what achievement should I use to earn the Order of Merlin?"
This is not Ryan boasting.
Rather, it's because he has collected so many lost magical schools and achievements from various relics over the years that any one of them, with slight modifications to suit the current situation, would be enough to earn him the Order of Merlin in today's magical world.
For example, his improved external magic device, which can be made with ordinary materials, would inevitably cause a huge uproar if it were to fall into the wrong hands.
If we were to reward people based on merit, then this invention, which is enough to change the lifestyle and habits of wizards, deserves an understatement even if it were a second-class Merlin medal.
"Your smart alchemy," Dumbledore said meaningfully.
Ryan thought about it a little more deeply and understood that the principal meant to suggest whether they should take this opportunity to promote the alchemy device to the public and raise its profile through the Order of Merlin.
It seems the three prophecies have had a significant impact on the headmaster, otherwise his actions wouldn't have become so radical. He knew this, but still rejected Dumbledore's suggestion: "We can hold a press conference after I produce the first magical communicator, and then the headmaster can make some moves. He can then use the communicator to obtain the Merlin Medal."
He explained, "Intelligent alchemy devices are still a bit ahead of the current magical world. Once they are introduced, there is a high probability that most wizards will not be able to accept them in the short term."
"By then, the uncertainty surrounding the Order of Merlin will be secondary; Voldemort, having not found an opportunity for a long time, may lie low even deeper."
Everyone nodded in agreement: "Although Ryan's idea was risky, he was still very calm and prudent about the details of the plan."
"How long will it take you to make the communicator?"
"If it's just a few samples, I can just stay up all night. But if it's for mass production and distribution throughout the wizarding world..."
"It might take me about another month," Ryan estimated the time required for the refining production line and said truthfully.
"A month is too long —" Dumbledore shook his head.
It wasn't just Dumbledore.
The other professors also felt that another month would be enough for Voldemort to completely corrupt a group of young wizards.
They discovered this too late; they couldn't give Voldemort another month to develop.
So they all suggested making a few prototypes first to appease the wizarding world and Voldemort.
Snape's voice was the loudest.
"I understand. I will handle this with Lane," Dumbledore said, stopping the professors from speaking.
"Flitwick, Lane, and I have our problem solved. Minerva, how can you quickly quell the riot at the Quidditch pitch and get to the scene?"
The professors could only say they would contact other faculty and staff and rush back as soon as the situation was under control.
Dumbledore muttered to himself, "Perhaps we should trust our students and believe that they are capable of taking care of themselves—"
Under Mrs. Pomfrey's meticulous examination, Ron once thought he had a terminal illness.
Because Madam Pomfrey's examination was so thorough, using every method imaginable, both mental and physical, from potions to magic, she really put Ron through a lot of trouble.
After the examination, Mrs. Pomfrey told Ron: You just have a minor cold, you'll be fine after spending the night in the school clinic.
Bored out of his mind, Ron had no choice but to lie down on a bed in the school clinic instead of disobeying the doctor's orders.
He hadn't been lying down for long when he heard someone get up in the school clinic next door, as if they were taking a walk.
A sudden thought flashed through Ron's mind, and he immediately thought of Professor Quirrell.