"What did that old man come out and say just now?
The composition of our nation's finances?
Boring.
Finally,
the selection has begun.
First is the eldest son.
They have to explain their ideas for governing the country to me one by one?
What?
What was 'my' son just saying?
Breed more fire dragons?
Fire dragons are so cool!
But that means cutting the servants' food rations?
Also, it seems that 'we' can all use magic?
Those who can use magic hold the dominant position?
Then... those servants refer to Muggles, lowly beings not even worthy of being called Mudbloods?
Hm. Then why give those servants food?
'My' eldest son is still too kind-hearted?" Zacharias's thoughts came from within the scene.
Even Snape, who had never been particularly interested in him, could not help teasing Dumbledore. "Look, this is the student you worked so hard to save.
Are you sure he is Zacharias?
And not Voldemort?
Ah, I forgot. Voldemort was your student too."
"Protecting the safety of students at Hogwarts is the headmaster's duty. All we can do is guide them."
"But as I recall, during Harry's first year,
you knew Voldemort had his eye on the Philosopher's Stone, yet you hid it at Hogwarts.
You even allowed Voldemort's remnant soul to attach itself to the back of Quirrell's head and stay among the students."
"That was different. Voldemort was very weak, and I was always there." Dumbledore shook his head.
Snape wanted to say more.
But Lily quickly stopped him.
In the scene, the second prince was extremely confident.
Skilled at reading faces, he immediately saw his father's dissatisfaction with his elder brother's answer.
Hmph! How could Father approve of such a brutal policy?
The fire dragons controlled by the Dragon Lord are limited.
*Increasing the number of