"So, Minerva, how nice to see you!" Said Dumbledore ecstatically. "But why have I been called to your office. I am not a student you know."
"Albus it is because I have become concerned about your schemes, we have gone along with them so far, but all I can see is that they are doing more harm than good."
The woman suddenly had a flashback to last Sunday.
Dumbledore was standing in the middle of the road, a scar drawn on his forehead and a wig of black hair perched on his head, he was smiling and chanting:
"I am Harry Potter, I am Harry Potter, come get me, come get me."
Voldemort had suddenly appeared, and the members of the order, who were all standing at either sides of the road, dressed as giant cactuses gasped. Voldemort looked around and despite the fact he was the most evil wizard of all time couldn't help but chuckle.
Voldemort strode across the road to Dumbledore and raised his wand, Dumbledore squealed and jumped out of the way, in an imitation of what he thought Harry might do.
A giant roaring noise suddenly filled the air and Voldemort saw a giant tractor heading towards him, driven by an irate Snape, he quickly apparated.
"Well it was worth a try," Said Dumbledore smiling. "And I think I rather like this wig, do you think it suits me?"
Minerva shuddered as the flashback ended and sighed again.
"Just Albus could you please try and be a little more sensible when you design these plans in the future."
"Sure...sure..." Albus said. "Pink fairy costumes sensible enough for you?"
Minerva sighed and waved him out of her office.