From Azkaban To Hogwarts

The suspension of a deputy minister of magic is not a trivial matter. The Daily Prophet kept a follow-up report for a whole week to follow up the news in all aspects.

But unfortunately, the full firepower of the Prophet Daily this time is no longer to praise the deputy minister as before, but to spare no effort to expose every illegal deed in her appointment.

Ordinary magazines are not willing to let this hot spot go. Although they can't get the first-hand news like the Daily Prophet, it is always okay to get news in other categories.

"Look, look, the current magazine, it's almost..."

At the dining table, Professor Taylor brought the magazine to William and the others with a look of surprise, and then sighed, "Nowadays, magazines really have no bottom line."

A group of professors watched curiously, and William saw the large Umbridge photo and the title of the thunderous man in the magazine at a glance on the left.

"The top-secret relationship history of former Deputy Minister Umbridge! 》

This headline seemed quite eye-catching. William recalled the reports he had seen these days. He really didn't say anything about Umbridge’s relationship history—this newspaper’s reporter is so powerful?

"How dare they?"

The professor who was the first to see the content made a surprised voice, and his face was full of incredible.

Subsequently, the magazine in his hand was taken by Adams, however, within a minute, a similar look appeared on Adams's face.

"what happens-"

William accepted the magazine as he asked, reading the reports.

In less than half a minute, he was also stupid over there.

[...As the woman behind the mysterious man and his only warmth...]

William handed the magazine to the next professor, and the whole person became ill-speaking of it, the Dark Lord will be resurrected this year, right?

Do you want to stare at the editor and office of this magazine?

Will you be assassinated? Will be the first to be assassinated, right?

For the sake of reading volume, have the magazines these days dared to report anything?

"Professor Taylor, what is this magazine?"

He asked Professor Taylor in a trance, determined to make this magazine the top three raid targets after the resurrection of the Dark Lord-maybe a bit low?

"My wife's friend lent it to her. I saw it yesterday, and I brought it with me when I went to work for breakfast today."

Professor Taylor stretched out his hands. "It is said that this is the best magazine sold this month."

"It's also the fastest magazine to die..."

William really didn't know who gave those people the courage, and it took him a long time to figure out one thing-for most people in the magical world, the Dark Lord had disappeared for ten years, and it was almost certain that the Dark Lord was dead.

Especially this year, another wave of hidden Death Eaters was arrested, which made people in the magical world feel that the fear brought over by the Dark Lord could be turned over.

To put it in a bad way, this magazine will start. If the Dark Lord really can’t be resurrected, maybe the bookstores near Knockoff Alley will gradually show a series of special books such as girly mysterious people...

"But the Dark Lord is about to be resurrected..."

‘I have to find ways to provide Dumbledore with the information and ask him to arrange people to stare at the magazine-fortunately, Professor Trelawney’s prediction Dumbledore is convinced, which is very persuasive. ’

William sighed and shook his head for those who dared to challenge the limit.

—

"Have you read that magazine?"

"Look! How about you?"

"I didn't buy it. It's out of stock. That's great!"

"Yeah, yeah, and the mysterious person when he was young is really handsome!"

"Yes, I don't know where they got the photo-to tell me, Umbridge is not worthy of him!"

"The professor is here!"

When Professor McGonagall came to the classroom, everyone stopped talking. At Hogwarts, there are no people who dare to challenge the authority of Professor McGonagall in the classroom.

Although everyone wanted to continue the previously unfinished topic, no one expected that at the end of the class, Professor McGonagall suddenly threw an explosive topic, which even completely overwhelmed the Ummri. All the topics of Qi directly became the most mainstream chat at Hogwarts for the next period of time.

"The Christmas ball is coming. This is a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament, and it is also a great opportunity for us to interact with foreign guests. In this way, the ball is only open to students above the fourth grade-but this is only theoretical. "

Professor McGonagall looked around the audience, "If any of you is invited to become a senior dance partner, then you can also participate in this Christmas ball."

"So, children who try to stay in school until after Christmas, please make sure you get an invitation, otherwise we will refuse your admission."

"In addition, students who stay in school to participate in the ball need to prepare gowns and gowns," Professor McGonagall stared at the third grader below. "The ball will be held in the auditorium at eight o'clock in the evening on Christmas, and will end at midnight. Listen—"

Her tone was lighter. "The Christmas ball will undoubtedly give us a chance to-um-to loosen our hair and relax."

Professor McGonagall said in a disapproving tone, completely ignoring his daily dress of pulling his hair tightly.

"But that doesn't mean that we will relax the behavioral requirements of Hogwarts students. If a Gryffindor student humiliates the school in any way, I will feel very sad."

But no one cares about this—if Professor McGonagall was still there, everyone could almost lift the roof up.

Especially Ginny in the back row, as if thinking of something, she buried her head in her arms.

"Okay, get out of class is over."

Many years of teaching career has made Professor McGonagall very clear that these children are going crazy now-students staying in school this Christmas is estimated to account for more than half of the students.

But she was in a good mood and walked out without any management.

Before she could walk out of the corridor, the classroom behind her was already boiling.

"The next class is for the fourth grade-I have to tell Potter to let him know that he needs to lead the dance..."

Professor McGonagall thought about the course, "Also, I have to ask Albus to sign those documents again-the only bad thing about Umbridge’s entry is that the successor is still in chaos, and many things can’t be as before. That's it..."

—

The news of the Christmas ball was spreading wildly among the students like it had grown legs.

At the moment, both the news of Umbridge’s arrest and the magazine report about Umbridge have become a thing of the past.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall announced the message for the second time in the same morning, which prevents the fourth-grade students from forcing themselves to pretend to hear the news when they hear the content again.

Everyone was silly and happy over there, which made Professor McGonagall couldn't help but say a few more words before yelling Harry at last.

"Potter, the Warriors have their own companions—"

When Professor McGonagall told Harry the news with a nervous expression on his face, Harry's first reaction was-Didn't you come to provide some information, Professor?

He looked at Professor McGonagall in confusion, trying to hear some hidden message from the professor's words. Valley

In case Professor McGonagall can’t speak directly like Hagrid, he can only remind him in various ways...

But after he and Professor McGonagall stared at them for a while, Professor McGonagall had to add, "You brought your partner to the prom..." With these words, Harry finally realized that the professor did not intend to provide extra help.

Almost subconsciously, he replied, "Autumn, of course it is autumn."

Speaking of it, he realized that Qiu was not there, and it was not a question and answer about Hermione's death—yes, Harry thought it was easier to deal with the fire dragon than to deal with this kind of question.

"Autumn?"

Professor McGonagall was stunned, but he didn't expect to get such an answer from Harry.

No way-after the Triwizard Tournament plus Rita and Umbridge had a series of major incidents, she was so busy that she didn't have time to pay attention to the things in the castle.

It was spread among the professors, but no one could go to Professor McGonagall's office to gossip about this kind of news.

Just think about it, if someone dared to talk to Professor McGonagall alone on this kind of thing, then the professor would definitely think that the professor had a little less work and should share more work.

Therefore, originally Professor McGonagall was prepared to persuade Harry to find a partner, and not to disrupt the tradition, leading to the loss of a team of warriors and so on.

Suddenly, Professor McGonagall didn't know what to say.

"Autumn?"

She thought about it, and finally thought, "Is that the Qiu Zhang from Ravenclaw?"

Harry blushed, and now he realized what he was talking about with the professor—and it was Professor McGonagall...

sky…

He didn't know what he should say, and his tone became incoherent, "Um, professor, I will definitely follow the tradition, and then I will perform well...I mean to practice dancing so that I am not so..."

"Very well, this is a traditional habit, you have to behave well, Potter..."

McGonagall finally adjusted, and happily accepted this fact. She nodded, "Practice your dance well, don't be compared with other academy warriors!"

This is quite unconventional, but what Professor McGonagall said is beyond doubt.

—

By the time of lunch, the whole school knew that there was a prom.

The students in the third grade and below were enthusiastic. Obviously they were quite dissatisfied with the fact that the prom didn't take them, but they didn't help.

Because the students in the upper grades are almost sure to participate in this exotic dance, and the dance has a special opening, allowing people in the lower grades to participate.

After the four or five children successfully obtained the invitation qualifications, everyone broke up and began to participate in the dance party in favor of the relationship.

It doesn't matter if you are a club, you have traded chocolate frog cards, or even just know well-just mix in.

But Harry was not in the crowd, Ron and Hermione waited for him specially, intending to ask Professor McGonagall what to do with him alone.

"...It's that simple, Professor McGonagall told me that I need to find a partner to lead the dance."

Harry spread his hands, knowing it all.

"You must have danced with Qiu," Ron smiled happily.

Harry nodded in approval.

"Then why don't we go back and try the dress?"

"You really want to do this?"

Hermione looked at the two people who were about to return to the lounge in confusion, "Aren't you going to invite your dancing partner first?"

Ron was stunned, and Harry decided to trust Hermione unconditionally-after all, her proposal really worked.

"Invite first, and it's best to make it public-if you are sure you won't be rejected."

Ron hesitated, but Harry didn't have much confidence in Ron in this regard-he could hand his back to Ron, but it wouldn't work.

—

"good afternoon."

William walked into the classroom with a smile, and was surprised to find that the classroom was full of students—not only Hogwarts, but also the students who were allowed to attend the other schools.

After a little stunned, William immediately thought of the reason-he also heard the news of the dance party at the table, and the current situation is that most of the seventh grade students are concentrated on his side.

This group of people may have come to the class, but William does not rule out that these people are taking advantage of the public class to find suitable dancing partners...

‘It’s ridiculous...what do you think of my class...’

He was a little angry, and wanted to laugh a little-if it weren't for some students' language barriers, and he would not give grade seven exams in class from beginning to end, he would have to take out a bunch of papers at this moment.

But the problem is not big, UU read www.uukanshu.com paper does not have, it is still feasible to show one hand.

‘Advance the content of the next class and give this group of new students a good start. ’

He thought with his face unchanged, then clapped his hands, "Welcome, welcome, it looks like a lot of new students have come today."

"Let's dim the light first."

He waved his wand, the curtains were pulled down, and then became thicker, making the room suddenly dark.

"Today there are a lot of new students. In order to make the teaching content look more intuitive, we will slightly change the content of today's course."

As he spoke, he tapped his magic wand on the desk, and a dim ball of light lit up.

"Be prepared, open your eyes! Be careful! They are here!"

William reminded the students, "Three, two, one!"

He gently tapped the ball of light, and the next moment, a dragon spitting flames emerged directly from the ball of light, and a huge roar occupied the entire classroom.

The next moment, it rushed directly at the students, fiercely, and rushed into the pile of students like a Mercedes-Benz truck. For a while, the classroom was full of students' screams.

Although everyone knew that it was fake a moment ago, when it came forward so realistically, everyone forgot about it.

A few students even started to chant the spell very nervously, but unfortunately, before they cast the spell, William accurately dropped their wand and let it lie on the table.

…

"get out of class is over."

William declared contentedly—his transfiguration seems to have improved a little bit.

"Um, professor, can you... wait a minute?"

Just when William was about to leave, he was called to a halt. It was those foreign students who had broken his English bluntly several times.