"I'm terribly sorry. I promise I'll let you know before I take them out next time,"
Dumbledore said sincerely to Mrs. Cole.
"Well... since they're back, forget it. You have no idea how worried I was! It's so dangerous out there... there are human traffickers everywhere!"
Mrs. Cole said, glaring at Tom and Levid, who were hiding behind Dumbledore.
"You won't be eating tonight. This is your punishment!"
"Yes... Mrs. Cole," Levid and Tom replied weakly.
After Mrs. Cole left, Dumbledore turned to look at them. "Well, now it's your turn to tell me what happened today."
"Okay... let's go to Tom's room and sit down and talk..."
"Your room, it's better," Tom objected quickly.
He didn't want to see Dumbledore in his room again...
who knew if he'd burn something to scare him again?
"Okay, then, let's go to my room..."
A moment later, the three of them arrived at Levid's room.
Levander pulled over a chair for Dumbledore to sit down, and then he and Tom sat down on the edge of the bed.
"I think you must be hungry. However, Mrs. Cole has punished you by not having dinner tonight, and I can't take you to break her rules, so let's have a drink."
Dumbledore said, and took an old umbrella and placed it on the ground.
"Whoosh!"
The next second, the umbrella turned into a coffee table.
This move made Levander and Tom's eyes shine.
Dumbledore waved his hand, and three more drinks appeared on the coffee table.
No one knew where he had hidden these drinks before.
"I believe you can guess that I didn't appear here by chance to take the blame for you," Dumbledore said.
Levander and Tom nodded.
Dumbledore pushed two glasses of pumpkin juice in front of Levander and Tom respectively.
"This morning, in an alley two kilometers from the Leaky Cauldron, Muggle police found two tightly bound men..."
Levid nodded. "We did it."
Dumbledore paused, not expecting Levid to admit so readily.
"Can you tell me why? I think I told you the other day that we absolutely don't tolerate wizards using magic on Muggles." Dumbledore's tone grew stern.
Tom said anxiously, "They're human traffickers! They're trying to kidnap us! We can't just fight back, can we?"
Levid patted Tom's shoulder, urging him to calm down.
"According to the revised 1928 Regulations for the Protection of Underage Wizards, Section 3, underage wizards may use magic to protect themselves in times of crisis."
"And Section 1 of Section 1 of the Regulations states that underage wizards, as used in these Regulations, are wizards under the age of eighteen."
"Tom and I are both only around eleven years old this year, so we should both be protected by the Regulations." "
In other words, facing the situation of being trafficked, Tom and I used magic to appropriately resist, which fully complied with Section 3 of Section 1 and should not violate Ministry of Magic regulations..." "
So, Professor Dumbledore, we should not be held accountable for this matter."
Dumbledore was stunned by Levander's words.
Tom, on the other hand, stared blankly at Levander, his mouth hanging open, completely confused as to why Levander was so familiar with these so-called regulations of the wizarding world.
"How... are you so familiar with these things?" Dumbledore couldn't help but ask.
Levid shrugged, "We went to Diagon Alley today, and I stayed in Flourish and Blotts for more than two hours."
Tom looked at Levid in horror, "So, you really memorized all the books you're interested in? You're not bragging?"
"Not all of them. After all, time is limited, and I can't read all the books I'm interested in..." Levid said regretfully, "I can only wait until next time I go to Diagon Alley." "
In other words... you can memorize so many books just by reading them once? You... you..."
Tom was so shocked that he couldn't speak...
Dumbledore was also a little shocked. In other words, the content that Levid is quoting from classics now is what he wrote down after reading it today...
Of course, it is not ruled out that he knew what he had done wrong today, so he specially found the regulations and memorized them.
"Your talent is truly astounding, Wade... You're right, I really can't hold you accountable for this matter.
Moreover, your actions were indeed legitimate self-defense, and you did nothing wrong..."
"But..." Dumbledore changed the subject, "Did you go to 39 Strand Street afterwards?"
"Yes, we did it too."
Wade admitted it again straightforwardly.
Since Dumbledore came to them today, it proved that what they did today was exposed.
Any concealment would be in vain.
Dumbledore would not have come here if he did not have enough evidence.
It would be better to admit it straightforwardly.
"Why do you do this?" Dumbledore asked with a frown.
"We all know how horrible it is to fall into the hands of human traffickers...
They sell attractive children to wealthy perverts, while the less attractive, the cleverer ones, are trained to be pickpockets, and the dumber ones have their limbs broken and forced to beg on the streets..." "
So, when we learned there were still children in the hands of traffickers, I dragged Tom along.
We wanted to save them," Levander said calmly.
Tom was somewhat surprised that Levander would take all the blame on him this time.
Dumbledore opened his mouth, but no words of blame came out.
After a long pause, he slowly said, "You're right to want to save them... But you shouldn't have gone like this.
I'm not doubting your abilities or Tom's.
But... wizards and magic must never be exposed to Muggles.
It's a serious violation of the International Statute of Secrecy."
Dumbledore looked up at Levander.
"Since you've memorized all this, I assume I don't need to repeat it to you."
"Yes, Professor... but we hadn't yet gone to Diagon Alley, and we didn't know our actions had violated the International Statute of Secrecy."
Levander glanced at Dumbledore, then lowered his head and whispered, "But I don't regret my actions.
There were people in need, and I happened to be able to help... so I couldn't just sit back and watch. I always believe that with great power comes great responsibility."
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly.
"With great power... comes great responsibility..."
After a long pause, Dumbledore spoke again.
"The traffickers who were captured were all frightened and unable to reveal anything about the wizarding world.
So, you were lucky this time, and it didn't violate the International Statute of Secrecy... Okay, tell me about the whole operation."
Levander and Tom recounted the entire raid on the traffickers' lair that morning, including the gold bars, Tom's Parseltongue, and the fact that it had attracted Nagini.
Hiding it was impossible, so it was better to be frank.
After hearing what had happened, Dumbledore sighed.
"I have to say, you're lucky today... I used to know Nagini. She was a very unfortunate person... torn between bestiality and humanity.
It's hard to imagine how much pain she must have endured."
Tom quickly asked, "What happened to her?"
Dumbledore said, "She's a blood-cursed orc... Well, we'll talk about her later.
Let's first talk about those dozen or so gold bars you've obtained."
Levid remained calm upon hearing this, but Tom's eyes widened, fearing that Dumbledore would confiscate the gold.
Tom, who was still not strong enough, now understood the importance of money.
After all, he wasn't the powerful Voldemort he would become...
Dumbledore smiled and said, "I'm not trying to confiscate your gold.
I'm just reminding you... could an ordinary human trafficking den really have that much gold? You exchanged that gold today, so you should know what a huge sum it is."
Levid immediately reacted, "Professor, are you saying we're in big trouble?"
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