Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 704 Snape Got His Wish

All the students except the first-year freshmen returned to Hogwarts in a carriage pulled by thestrals. They sat at the long tables of their respective colleges and greeted each other with their long-lost classmates.

After pestering Professor McGonagall for a while, Fish also returned to the Gryffindor long table, but his eyes turned to Dumbledore at the teacher's long table above...

After not seeing him for a while, the breath of life in his body weakened a little, and his state became unstable again.

Dumbledore noticed Fish's gaze, smiled and nodded at him, then raised his left index finger and put it to his mouth to make a "shh" motion.

Fish shook his ears, and withdrew his gaze.

The subsequent process was not much different from previous years. The first-year freshmen were led into the auditorium by Professor McGonagall anxiously, and then put on the old sorting hat and were assigned to different colleges.

After the sorting ceremony, the house elves served a sumptuous dinner that had already been prepared. Everyone talked about various topics with the people around them while enjoying the delicious food on the table.

When the last dessert was eaten and the food was cleared from the table, Dumbledore stood up from his seat.

"Good evening everyone!" he said, smiling kindly, spreading his arms as if to embrace the entire auditorium.

"What happened to his hand?" Parvati Patil beside Fish asked in astonishment.

She wasn't alone in noticing this.Dumbledore's right index finger was still scorched black, dry and lifeless.There was a murmur in the auditorium.

Dumbledore knew what everyone was talking about, and he just smiled, shaking his purple and gold sleeve to cover the injured hand.

"Don't worry." He said lightly, "Okay... New students, welcome to enroll; old students, welcome back to school! What awaits you is the magic education of the new school year..."

"Fisch, can't you do anything?" All the Gryffindor students looked at Mao Mao curiously.

"When Albus first started, his whole hand was black meow!"

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Mao Mao clasped his hands, and said with a serious face: "Fisch used Tranquility to control his injury to one finger!"

"What I'm curious about is...how did his hand get hurt?" Dean Thomas looked worried, "There shouldn't be many people in this world who can hurt Dumbledore, right? Could it be... a mystery people?"

"Fisch doesn't know meow either."

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Maomao shook his head and said.

Of course Fish knew the truth, but he wanted to help Dumbledore keep it a secret.

So he half-truthfully explained: "But from what Albus said, he seems to have been tricked by a very ancient black magic item. Fish tried all the healing spells, but there is still one finger that can't be cured." Meow... By the way, that thing is a ring, and Albus put the ring on the finger that couldn't be healed."

"That finger looks dead." Precisely because she already knew about Dumbledore's situation, Hermione said with a distressed expression on her face: "Some injuries can never be healed... the ancient Spells... and some potions for which there is no cure..."

This was the conclusion she had drawn from the knowledge in Professor McGonagall's collection during the summer vacation.

"...Administrator Filch asked me to tell everyone that students are absolutely prohibited from bringing in any joke merchandise purchased from Weasley's Wizard's Wheezes this year."

Dumbledore ignored the whispers of the students and continued talking on it. After telling everyone that the school was looking for a new Quidditch commentator (the original commentator Lee Jordan graduated), he finally introduced this year's new Quidditch commentator. professor.

"This year, we are delighted to have a new faculty member - Professor Slughorn." Slughorn stood up, his bald head gleaming in the candlelight, his belly in a waistcoat Casting a large shadow on the table, "He's a former colleague of mine who agreed to return to his old job as Potions teacher."

Except for a few students such as Harry who knew that Professor Slughorn's upcoming position would be Potions teacher, most of the students heard this for the first time, and they were all surprised by it.

"Potion class?"

The word echoed throughout the auditorium, and everyone wondered if they had heard it wrong.

"At the same time, Professor Snape," Dumbledore raised his tone, drowning out the voices of the people, "will be the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Snape sat on Dumbledore's right, and he didn't stand up when he heard Dumbledore mention his name, he just lazily raised a hand to indicate that he heard the applause at the Slytherin table , while the students from the other three colleges had more subtle expressions.

"You said... Will Snape leave Hogwarts after teaching this year's classes?" Harry and Ron got together and expressed their guesses, or wishes, " That job was cursed by Voldemort. No one lasted more than a year... and they were all beaten by Fish..."

Harry looked at Fish not far away with some expectation.

With the cat's hearing ability, it is natural that he heard Harry's "wish" just now...

Then Fish gave Harry an angry look, because Fish thought he was laughing at him.

Severus and I are good friends, how could we beat him up?
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Mao Mao puffed her cheeks, turned her head away, and didn't intend to pay any more attention to Harry, a bad guy who always wanted to provoke the relationship between himself, Snape, and Malfoy.

"At the end of the term, he probably went back to teaching his Potions class." Ron said rationally: "That guy named Slughorn probably doesn't want to stay here for a long time, and Moody is like that... Although the guy at the beginning Moody is fake."

Harry and the others were not the only ones talking below, and everyone in the auditorium heard the news that Snape had finally got his wish, and they were all talking about it.

Dumbledore didn't seem to realize how sensational the news he just announced was. Instead of talking about the teacher's position, he cleared his throat. After everyone quieted down, he emphasized the current situation in a clichéd manner.

It's just that compared to last year, this year's students seem less nervous...

After all, for the whole of last year, nothing happened in the wizarding world of England except for the former Minister Fudge who kept tossing about. Everyone was more or less lax.

In fact, if it weren't for their trust in Fish, most of the students at Hogwarts would have thought Harry and Dumbledore were talking nonsense from the very beginning.

Dumbledore's blue eyes scanned all the students, keenly aware of their current state of mind, but he didn't say anything more, but smiled again.

"Okay, your beds are waiting for you, as warm and comfortable as you want them to be, and I know your priority now is to rest well and get ready for class tomorrow. So, let's say 'good night'. Beep!"

Dumbledore ended again in an inexplicable way, and then left the Great Hall with the professors.

Fish wanted to catch up immediately, but was held back by Hermione.

"We still have to take the freshmen back to the dormitory." She whispered in Maomao's ear, "Professor Dumbledore's finger hasn't changed, and it seems that Professor Snape's medicine has no effect, so don't worry .”

Mao Mao froze for a moment, and then remembered what he had said to fool Hermione before, so he stopped in his tracks, shaking his head and making a tired look.

"Can Fisch return the prefect badge, meow?"

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"If you're not afraid of Minerva's anger."

"...Forget it..."

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　Last night because of heatstroke, I didn’t turn on the air conditioner, and I was woken up by mosquito bites in the middle of the night. I dazedly applied wind oil to myself, and then dazedly rubbed my eyes...

　　The whole person woke up all of a sudden, and then couldn't fall asleep at all, and kept tossing and tossing until it was dark outside before squinting half asleep for a while...

　　Anyway, I'm going to catch up on sleep first...

　　……

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(End of this chapter)