Chapter 93 Dumbledore’s Choice

“I am afraid it is not me who is deceiving too much, Mr. Shafik.”

Ulysses walked over slowly, and said coldly, “Their brothers and sisters were very tough in the castle. If it weren’t for me to be a little capable, three people have died in their hands in the past few days. And you just I ran over and asked unreasonably, I wanted to carry a murderer unscathed…How can there be such a good thing?”

Abel Shafik seemed to have a poisonous snake in his eyes, trying to rush out and swallow Ulysses in one bite. He stared at Ulysses in a cold voice:

“What do you want?”

Ulyssesston paused, turned to look at Tracey who was pale, smiled and said:

“I saved your life before, and now I want to get it back… Isn’t it reasonable?”

When this was said, there was a strange silence in the auditorium.

Everyone heard it out, just one Anderson wasn’t enough, Ulysses wanted to kill Tracy together.

The Slytherin students were silent, looking at Ulysses with extremely complicated eyes. On the one hand, they admire Ulysses’ extraordinary courage, and they will not be let down when facing the Patriarch of the Shafik family. After all, that is the ruler of one of the 28 pure-blood families of Sacred.

On the other hand, they faintly feel that being so aggressive is not good. Everyone is a pure-blooded wizard with a distinguished status, and already likes compromise and exchange of interests. Such a straightforward way of seeking revenge is quite rare.

Abel Shafik grinned with anger. It was really hard for him to believe that a teenage child dared to threaten to take his daughter’s life in front of him.

He showed a grimace:

“How can you get it?”

Ulysses’ eyes flashed. In the battle with Anderson, he had consumed too much magic power and energy. At this time, if he was the only one confronting Abel Shafik, he would insist on taking Tracy Ulysses away. There was really nothing he could do with him.

So Ulysses was ready to shake people.

He cast his eyes on Dumbledore and asked calmly:

“Professor, what is the punishment for intentional homicide in the Law Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic?”

Dumbledore didn’t say a word when Ulysses confronted Abel Shafik, his face tangled, and he didn’t know what he was thinking. After hearing what Ulysses said, he was silent for a moment and said slowly:

“Azkaban has been imprisoned for more than ten years with a maximum indefinite period.”

“So what about the attempted murder?”

“Depending on the situation, Azkaban’s imprisonment ranges from months to years.”

Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows and understood what Ulysses meant.

Tracey couldn’t stop trembling slightly. She had naturally heard Azkaban’s reputation, where the guard dementor claimed to be able to absorb all the happiness of wizards and turned into a zombie.

She did not dare to imagine herself entering Azkaban for several months.

She raised her head and murmured in fear beside Abel Shafik:

“Father…Save me…”

Abel Shafik’s face was uncertain, and Ulysses alone was not enough to be afraid of, but if Dumbledore insisted on intervening, it would be troublesome.

He hadn’t had the guts to take action on Dumbledore.

Abel Shafik looked at Dumbledore in the distance and said hoarsely:

“Dumbledore, Anderson was wrong in this matter first, I admit it. But he is dead, and he has not caused real casualties to the castle, please let Tracy this time. The Shafik family this time. There is only her blood in a generation…”

Dumbledore’s expression was complicated. He looked at Ulysses and said:

“Ulysses, you should know what the eleven-year-old Shafik Miss will end when he enters Azkaban…”

Ulysses shook his head and said lightly:

“Then she should know before she does it, what will happen if a person loses his soul.”

In Anderson’s memory, Ulysses saw the scene of Charles Nott being attacked, and Anderson took care of it himself. And Millie was attacked by Tracy hiding in the girls’ dormitory.

“Ulysses, remember what I said? Life is the most beautiful thing in the world… If Shafik Miss is allowed to stay in Azkaban for a few months, she will die… Maybe We can change the punishment method.”

Dumbledore said wearily.

Tracy held her breath for a moment, and her eyebrows were filled with joy. She knew that if Dumbledore disagreed, the fate would be saved.

“It’s different, Professor.”

Ulysses shook his head earnestly and said, “Life is beautiful, but how to judge the life that killed another life? Blindly tolerance does not solve the problem. I think you should have understood this truth long ago.”

Dumbledore’s expression was slightly shaken, and Ulysses said again in a tone of fear and despair in Tracy’s eyes:

“If you don’t want to put her in Azkaban, I can even not hold her accountable on the spot, because I can’t beat Mr. Shafik in this state. But tomorrow I will leave Hogwarts and return to Booth Button. Don’t be surprised if there is news that Shafiq Miss mysterious was killed afterwards and you can’t find the slightest evidence.”

“I’m sorry, Professor, it’s hard for me to be the kind of person you want to be. I can’t accept that someone will kill me and be safe.”

The students in the hall of the auditorium all took a breath, and Ulysses’s fierceness made them feel a little strange. Even the professors were no exception. They listened silently, waiting for Dumbledore’s answer, but looked at Ulysses with a little more unspeakable gaze.

There was a brief confusion before Dumbledore’s eyes. He seems to have seen some of the past, Gellert Grindelwald, Tom Riddle, Colby De Carmona…

“Perhaps you are right, Ulysses.”

After a while, Dumbledore said quietly in the sudden changes in the faces of Shafik and his daughter. With a wave of his wand, the auditorium door closed.

The heavy closing of the door sounded like a sledgehammer, hitting Tracey’s heart, creating a shadow that was too strong to be able to dissolve.



“Dumbledore…”

Abel Shafik gritted his teeth fiercely, his face gloomy.

“If you do something wrong, you should be punished accordingly. I always fail to be hard-hearted, and this has caused a lot of disasters…”

Dumbledore said calmly, “Abel, Shafik Miss, you can’t take it with you tonight.”

“Dumbledore, you should know that you can sit in the position of principal. My Shafik family did a great job back then!”

Abel Shafik retreated one step, “Moreover, do you really treat my Shafik family as bullies?”

“I don’t want to do it with you, Abel.”

Dumbledore answered the question, but his plain tone already showed his choice.

Abel Shafik looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed sullenly:

“Okay, very good. This time it’s at your home court. I can’t object to anything you say. But—”

He turned his viper look to Ulysses’ face, “If Lestrange is killed by a mysterious after leaving this school, and there is no evidence, please don’t be surprised.”

“I look forward to it, Mr. Shafik, if you can do it.”

Ulysses’ eyelids drooped and his smile was flat.

Abel Shafik never wanted to see this dazzling smile again, he kept silent, and in Tracey’s desperate eyes, pushed open the auditorium door and disappeared into the night.

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