Chapter 884 - Aftermath of Giant Attack Ⅳ (2/2)
”I am sorry, sir,” Tiberius apoplectically bowed deeply causing his glasses to slide down the bridge of his nose. By the time, the younger wizard straightened up, Reginald Prince had already approached the Chief Warlock to request a private word.
Tiberius McLaggen loudly claps his hand and gains the attention of the remaining Wizengamot members. He carefully ushers the remaining members out of the room, before pausing at the doors. An ȧssessing gleam flashes across his face before he firmly closes the door behind him with a faint twitch of his lips tilting upward in pensive thought.
The chamber is cold and silent except for the two wizards left behind. Albus Dumbledore opens his mouth to speak, but Reginald Prince roughly interrupts. ”A moment, Professor,” he harshly said gesturing to the door.
”Colloportus,” Reginald muttered under his breath casting the locking spell to ensure the door is magically locked. He casts several more wordless spells to ensure the privacy of their conversation. Certain that it is safe, he does not apologize for his interruption merely gestures at Dumbledore to continue.
Albus's blue eyes stare at Reginald Prince for a moment, before he says, ”Please offer my sincere, but belated congratulations to Rowan and Severus. I earnest wished to attend the presentation ball, but I had otherwise prior engagements of equal importance.”
”Yes, they mostly certain did wish to have their apprenticeship Master in attendance to their official presentation into society,” Reginald almost mockingly said, ”but I suppose it was infinitely far more fortunate that the Headmaster was unable to attend.”
Uncertain if Reginald was praising or mocking him, Albus decides to tactfully change the subject. ”Nevertheless, my genuine apologies, Prince.” There was no trace of reaction on Reginald's face.
Sensing that Reginald Prince was in no mood for such pleasantries, Albus plainly says, ”Let us speak clearly, Prince, what is that you dėsɨrė to speak to me with, Prince? I am surprised that you did not seek the Minister of Magic out,” he knowingly said.
Reginald's dark eyes reassess Albus Dumbledore for a moment before a cold smile appears on his sharp-featured face. ”Professor Dumbledore, I must admit that I find myself both shocked and impressed by your actions this evening. You were both audacious and sly manipulating even the shrewdest of Wizengamot members in your favor. It would seem obvious to me and those in observing that your talents are utterly wasted at Hogwarts.”
Albus's eyes blue eyes become frigid. ”You speak out of turn, Prince,” he strongly chastised. ”I am amply content in my role as Headmaster at Hogwarts. I rather enjoy spending my time with the children nor do I hold any other dėsɨrė. I have made it perfectly on ample opportunities that I have no dėsɨrė to enter into the fray of the Ministry of Magic.”
”Hypocrite,” Reginald pronounced without any hesitation causing Albus's eyes to flare with a cold trickle of anger.
”Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, ”Reginald called Professor Dumbledore by his full name causing Albus's face to flick with astonishment for a moment, before hardening. Very few individuals knew Albus's entire full name and he could count the individuals, on one hand, the number that knew that.. Then again, this was Reginald Prince and Reginald Prince was an exception unto himself.