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When the Ministry signed that contract, it was like the floodgates of money were being opened.

They all went back to the Ministry to find their vaults that were usually almost empty now filled to the brim.

The Minister sweated when he saw the money in the vault.

This was 2 percent of the schools total earnings?

How much did the school make per month?

He felt like he should be resigning for foolishly relying on Hogwarts for that big income, he had no idea that Lakewood was crushing it by so much.

And in exchange, in all major Decision, the Lakewood principle had a say in it.

So imagine the Ministry surprise when they weren't made to shut down Hogwarts, to eliminate the 'competition', instead the Principle had a request for the Board of Education.

Question Albus Dumbledore on what the hell he's doing at Hogwarts.

And that was exactly what going on, as Albus read the summons, his eyes stopped twinkling before it came back at full force.

Perhaps, they wanted to talk to him on how to get those students back?

Yes.

That must be it.

So with confidence, he used the floo to get to the Board of Education building and entered the room with confidence and a friendly demeanour.

However, the moment his eyes rested on somebody who shouldn't be here, his twinkling eyes stopped twinkling and revealed a lot of shock.

It was the Principle of Royal Lakewood Magical Academy!

And to the man, the moment was worth it, taking time out of his business schedule for this.

"Lord Maxiusm, will be joining us today as a member of the Board of Education" said, Amelia Bones.

Albus looked like a fish.

"I am pleased, to finally meet you Mr Dumbledore" said, the man. "I was given a seat at this table. Apparently a rival principle can be here as well, as long as the questions asked are reasonable"

And if there was a moment to escape, it had passed.

But Albus kept calm and said. "I know we are running a little bit behind, but I assure you all is well in the school and all the teachers are top notch"

"We'll, can you prove it?" suddenly the man said and from Albus face, he didn't expect to be asked that "Before the English government got involved, your school boasted impressive records but when the Government took hold of the test. They had to update the exams because it hadn't updated in over a hundred years. However, when they did, my school who hadn't even opened for more then a year, did 60 percent better than yours did, while your school struggled to get over the passing grade. This has been going on for years, Mr Dumbledore. How do you explain this?"

Silence.

Wasn't he supposed to be just listening!?

What was with these hard hitting question!

"And what about the environment?" said, the man. "Those who transfer from your school are usually muggleborns, they report transferring because of the intense bullying from their Pureblood peers. Some have provided Pensive memories as long as I don't release their names. In them show, students doing things that can get them arrested, but all the staff do is either take points away or punish them without proper investigation. I am prepared to show you this right now"

Stunned silence.

And then he summoned a pot, put a pile in and they all saw through a raise of smoke.

A memory.

"Go kill yourself muggleblood!" shouted one student as a student walked down the halls.

"We don't want you here, blood traitor!" said, another student.

Suddenly they heard a spell and there was screams coming from the student, but laughter from everybody else.

Everybody had a look of horror even Albus mouth was open.

"What's going on here?" said, Albus voice and they saw memory Albus come into view.

"M-My head feels weird!" said, the female.

Albus looked at her but saw nothing wrong and said. "Its not wise to start screaming in the hallway. People are trying to study. I'm all for jokes but not when it disturbs others students"

And then he turned and left.

Everybody could feel the mental slap that the student must have felt at that moment, there was no investigations, no asking questions or mind reading.

Nothing.

And judging by everybody's faces, it was the first time, they truly got a look at what was going on in that school beyond those organised visits.

"This student needed counselling when she transferred" said, the man, before he put up another.

"Bookworm!" shouted a student.

"You know, nobody likes you right?" said, another student.

"I bet your sleeping with him to get good grades" said, another student. "After all, there is no way a Muggleblood can be smarter than us"

And then somebody took her books.

"Hey!" she said.

She was then unable to move and could only watch as a student rushed somewhere and came back with her bag's soggy from toilet water with a smile.

"Here you go. I polished them up for you" said, the student.

Everybody had various degree of horror, as she broke down and sobbed, she didn't go to the principle office or her head of year, instead she went to her common room and it was her room mates who had to lift her mood.

It spoke volumes of the lack of trust the student had in the staff.

"This Student, not only need counselling but we hade to buy her a locker to make her comfortable with having books in between classes." He said, "She graduated from my school, a much happier person and is now helping people to cope with bullying when adults had failed them in the past."

That was one mental slap.

"I have 6 more vails from the batch that was donated" said, the man stunning them all. "Would you like to see all of them?"

More silence.

"Albus?" said, Amelia Bones turning to the man for answers, how was this happening at Hogwarts!

With an environment like this, no wonder Death Eaters were coming out of Hogwarts!

No wonder Students were jumping ship!

The man himself couldn't say nothing, when faced with proof of him and his staff own incompetence.

He had no idea that hatred for Muggleborns in his school had gotten to this level where they physically hurt them as they walk through the halls.

"I also have notes from the students on what they observed at Hogwarts" said, the man who was stripping Albus of his trustworthy appearance by the minute.

"Please go on Lord Maxiusm" said one member.

"An anonymous student told me" said, the man. "Sytherin and Griffondor is a house full of bullies, it feels like the staff want to nurture it. They put us all in separate houses, separate tables, separate homerooms and we are never told not to look down on other houses. The hatred between Griffondor and Slytherin is legendary, both are as bad as the other. But their is a clear bias that the staff show towards these two house. The Headmaster thinks Gryffindor can do no wrong because he was once in that house"

The slap was loud and there.

Albus face revealed shock.

The man went onto the next one.

"Hogwarts is running a scam business" said the man stunning the room. "My parents went into debt, after being promised I would receive the best education but all I got was none stop bullying and learning things that would never help me in the real world. Why is there no Maths, English or Science? I transferred and was stunned to see how much Hogwarts took a way. I had to have extra classes just to fill that massive hole in my head. If my parents weren't in debt, they would have tried suing the school"

Silence.

The man read the next one and said. "I have creatures blood in me. When I was at Hogwarts, I was very grateful to the Headmaster for allowing me to attend since I was a half breed and I was not very welcome in my race because of that. However when I arrived, there was no accommodation for me. Bed, food, broom, Books, desk and other things. It resulted in my grades not being very good and my work looking a mess. As a result, I was often bullied because other students thought I was an stupid and I found friends in animals instead. However, I couldn't complain because I was grateful"

There was nothing but choking silence in the room.

"However, due to circumstances I had to transfer to Lakwood" said the man. "The difference was immediate. It was like a breath of fresh air. I made friends immediately because my creature blood apparently made me very popular. I honestly couldn't believe it when I was told, I was popular one day. The school did simple things that made all the difference in the world to me that cost nothing but magic power and my grades sored. My overall work appearance was much neater and I was so comfortable wear my Lakewood uniform. It was also at this school that I discovered what I wanted to be when I graduated and I haven't looked back since"

More silence.

"Now, I hear I am an inspiration to the creature world, imagine that" said the man. "Some do attend Hogwarts but transfer immediately here after a few days. Even after so many years since I graduated, Hogwarts still does not make those with creature Blood feel comfortable and they have to hide who they are for fear of bullying. The headmaster of Lakewood has done so many things to help us, like a few years ago he built a place were Warewolves can safely transform and roam free without he threat of harming other people and they are given potions to ease that pain. It is mandatory that students have class to understand those with creature blood. I am so grateful that I and many others had another choice. God bless the headmaster of Lakewood"

And if there was a louder silence, it would not be in this room.

They all turned to Albus Dumbledore who had no expression on his face.

He always loved to go on about how all sorts of students were welcome through his doors regardless of background.

But who would have thought those with creature blood were warning each other to never go to Hogwarts when the letter came?

"Now let's talk about grades. What happens after graduation" said the man.

And Albus knew his job was hanging by a thread here and said. "I assure you, everybody who graduates finds jobs and live great lives"

"That maybe so how do you explain the ones who turn into Death Eaters?" said the man stunning him. "I'm sure we all know that lots of families are shocked to discover that their heirs that went to Hogwarts, are later unmasked as Death Eaters. But those who sent their family members to Lakewood came out with a sensible head and are unmasking those murders."

Silence.

More silence.

He was talking about the elephant in the room.

You just have to keep up with the Daily Prophet to realise many Death Eaters that are unmarked did graduate from Hogwarts, some were still even students!

On the other hand Lakewood was stopping these murderous morns in the paper.

Albus opened and closed his mouth like a fish.

"Okay, let's just say Death Eaters don't represent the majority of your proud graduates" said the man, before he adjusted his tie and said. "Then Mr Dumbledore, do you know what a Night school is?"

Silence.

The man mind had complete gone blank, he never had before faced with somebody who was rational and would come to him with facts.

"For all those who don't know what a Night school is, it originated from the Muggle world" said the man making them all look at him. "A night school, is a school that has only purpose. To educate adults who found out they did not have the qualifications or knowledge to obtain a job beyond the bare minimum. I had to build this school because the first Summer of my school opening, I had supposedly excellent well off graduates and former graduates of Hogwarts begging me to allow them to attend my school because my graduates were getting into high end jobs no problem and were making an absurd amount of money. Mr Albus how many do you know exactly make it in the wizarding world? Are you aware that many graduates are still living in their parents homes, in their 40's, 50's and even 60's?"

Silence.

Cold hard silence.

Every single person turned to Albus in shock.

"Are you aware of how small the Wizard World is compared to the Muggle world, Mr Dumbledore?" said the man. "Lets just saw each year, there are 200 graduates. The official grade system is O.W.L., N. E. W. T and W.O.M.B.A.T.. Its fine here but what happens if a students wants to get a job in the muggle world? Are you aware that the muggle world has an entirely different grading system called S.A.T.S. that they use when hiring somebody?"

Silence.

"I have contacts with employers beyond this country" said the man. "All of them have told me, they would have no idea what this is if somebody came to them with what we deem as high grades, so they would look at their last grades from the muggle world. Grades that they had before entering the magical world. Grades that they had when they were 10 years old"

Silence.

"Oh, my God." Said Amelia Bones, turning as white as a sheet.

Many others had become white as well.

None of them had truly been in the Muggle world to know how unrecognised what they deem as high tair grades was in that world.

Was this true!?

They all were proud of their result and jobs, but if they applied for a job outside the magical world, would their hard work be laughed at and reduced to nothing?

Albus mind was still blank.

"All these people surrounding me, would never make it in the muggle world" said the man, confirming the truth. "And I figured this out within a month. You had decades to figure this out and yet you strip away 7 years of a paying child's life every year to hand them useless grades that you smile at them proudly for before sending them off into the outside world. What have you been doing!? How can you sleep at night knowing your destroying futures!? Aren't you supposed to be the all knowing Albus Dumbledore!?"

Silence.

Cold hard silence.

Every single person stared at Albus.

The man then straightened his tie and said. "I shouldn't have to spend money on a night school to pick up adults you failed to teach, Mr Dumbledore. Having to be forced to go to Night school when you spend thousands on a school that promised to give you the very best education isn't something to proud of. You have far few success stories then you think you have. It is insulting to me, my school and everybody who had to endure the humiliation of spending two years beside a school for children and teenagers to fix your mess, to see you take credit for it."

Silence.

Suddenly the man said. "I need to go now. I have an important meeting to get to" he stood up.

"Thank you for sharing information today, Lord Maxiusm" said a member.

"No problem" said the man before walking out, he was way more impressively dressed then any of them.

"Good luck" said the man when he got, close to Albus' ear.

He was gone before the old man could turn his head.

Albus turned to the now hostile members of the room.

He was fired 20 minutes later.

[Quest complete]

And if felt good.

And scene!

Next chapter, the news of Albus firing rocks the whole Wizard world, it is met with celebration and grief. However, Albus soon realises that he is living in a world filled with Lakewood graduate students who were taught to logical question everything even coming from Hero.