Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 224

In previous years, the school leaving banquet was usually turned into a kind of celebration, but this year was very different.

Joy and sorrow shrouded Hogwarts at the same time. Two weeks ago, this place used to be a battlefield. Hundreds of soldiers guarded every window, resisted thousands of undead, and protected thousands of civilians and ordinary students from the Dark Lord.

All this makes the banquet more solemn.

No one from the Ministry of Magic was present at the banquet, and there were no distinguished guests: Ms. Burns had just taken office, and many aftermath matters awaited her;

Today, in the Hogwarts Castle Great Hall, there are only staff and students.

On the teacher's seat, Peter and Professor McGonagall sat on either side of Dumbledore, and Snape sat on McGonagall's right as usual.

Professor Andonova sat on Peter's left, while Madame Maxime sat at the edge of the table with Hagrid.

Dumbledore stood up from the staff table, and the Great Hall fell silent.

"The thrilling year is over," Dumbledore said, looking at everyone, "I have a lot to say to you. First of all, we bid farewell to the era of Voldemort."

There was applause from the audience, but there were no cheers and applause, only some slightly restrained smiles.

After the applause subsided, Dumbledore continued: "The end of the disaster is worth celebrating, and happiness will come, but now is not the time, just like you did not cheer and hug each other: deep in everyone's heart, We all know why."

He solemnly raised the goblet, "For the 28 soldiers who died in Hogwarts and Azkaban, and for the 470 six compatriots who were killed in various places, I hope everyone will stand up and pay tribute to the victims."

Everyone stood up one after another, and there was the sound of chairs moving in the auditorium. People raised their wine glasses and whispered: "To the victims."

More than a dozen students began to cry, and their classmates comforted them. Their relatives and friends died in the hands of Yin Corpse before they could evacuate in time.

Peter noticed that Snape also stood up, but he remained silent and did not drink from his glass.

Everyone sat down again, but Dumbledore remained standing.

"There have been many unusual events this term, such as the Triwizard Cup and the Yule Ball, and unfortunately, some horrific attacks have also occurred around us. We panicked because of this, and we suspected that Voldemort's servants were hiding in the school. "

All eyes in the Great Hall turned away from Dumbledore's face and focused on Snape.These days the Daily Prophet ran endless stories about Snape, and almost every student knew who he was and where he came from.

"Finally, we finally found out that the Potions teacher thought to be Severus Snape was actually being forced to do Voldemort's will, and now that Voldemort has been wiped out, I should reintroduce you to the real Professor Snape."

Dumbledore gestured to Snape, and Snape reluctantly stood up and bowed, as he had done on the first day of school.

But his face was not so scary anymore, most of the deep bone wounds had healed, and through the paleness and haggardness, people could already vaguely see the shadow of a 17-year-old boy.

"I can't say that Professor Snape is a kind teacher," Dumbledore said with a smile, "but after getting out of Voldemort's control, he bravely stood up and flew over the castle to fight the dragon. He was injured It was very serious and blood was scattered all over the place. Yes, he did his duty as the dean, and I assure you, he will not hurt anyone again."

The students whispered and discussed in low voices, some nodded slightly, and the students of the Defense Against the Dark Arts club who had participated in the decisive battle were telling other students in low voices the stories they had seen with their own eyes, with a somewhat ostentatious expression on their faces, but lost The relatives and students were still crying silently, and Peter didn't know what mood they were in at the moment.

"Of course, we didn't just have a new professor this academic year... Speaking of the Battle of Hogwarts, we had to mention another—"

"Professor Peddie!" Before Dumbledore finished speaking, the students in the audience began to cheer.A few students pulled out Rita Skeeter's new booklet, and Peter really wanted to know how Rita managed to whip up a new biography in two weeks.

"Yes, Professor Peddie." Dumbledore's smile became more obvious, "I think the heroic deeds of Professor Peddie are well known, and I don't need to say anything here. But I regret Let me tell you that Professor Peddie has resigned from his position as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, so next school year, we will have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

"Why?" the students asked depressedly, the auditorium exploded instantly, and the discussion was like a swarm of bees buzzing past.

Harry nearly fell off the chair, and Hermione covered her mouth in shock.

"No way!" Ron yelled.

Andonova winked at Peter. Peter stood up and waved to everyone. The auditorium fell silent, and the students looked at him with reverence for a hero.

"I'm sorry, I will miss this time in the future," Peter said, "but my ideal lies in magic research. Hogwarts is already safe, so there is no need for me to continue to appear here."

The students were making a fuss, and Peter raised his hands to ask them to be quiet.

"Here, I also especially thank the members of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Club—including Stanley Constantine who is not here at the moment, thank you for responding to Ouroboros' call."

"Last semester, I promised to add points to the winning colleges and give rewards to the winning individuals, but now it seems..." Peter looked back at the four hourglasses behind the teacher's seat, "All the colleges have full marks, so I just Individual winners need to be rewarded.”

"I've spoken to Ms. Amelia Bones, and all members of the club who take part in the Battle of Hogwarts will be able to join the Aurors without a test—"

There was another explosion in the auditorium. To become an Auror requires very good NEWT scores and a very strict selection. This is the first time that such an exceptional admission has been made.

Peter raised his voice and continued: "Everyone can continue to keep your rings. When you or your relatives and friends are threatened by dark wizards, no matter where I am, I will apparate and come to you and do my best. "

Peter sat down, there was warm applause in the auditorium, many students wiped their tears, and Hermione's eyes were red.

"Don't be so sad," Peter's voice was full of affection, "We will meet again eventually."

……

The next morning, Madame Maxime's flying horse was pulling the carriage across the sky, and the big ship Durmstrang was also trimming its sails and preparing to set sail.

Peter was standing by the side of the boat, holding the suitcase that had been cast with the Untraceable Stretch Charm, and Hermione was holding him, sobbing in his arms.

"Okay, okay," Peter gently stroked Hermione's head, "it's not like we won't be able to meet each other from now on."

Harry and Ron also looked at Peter eagerly, as if asking Peter to stay with their eyes.

Harry finally spoke, his voice strange: "Professor, you can't—"

"Don't call me Professor, Harry," Peter bent slightly, taking Harry and Ron into his arms, "Just call me Peter."

He let go of the children and said kindly, "Harry, give my regards to your parents and godfather, and Remus - if you ever get a chance to see him. Ron, give my regards to your family." Say hello, I'll miss them."

"Yeah." Harry and Ron nodded slightly.

"Okay, kids, study hard—"

A hooded figure appeared behind Harry, Ron and Hermione.For a split second Peter thought it was a dementor.

"My God, Severus, you actually came to see me off under the sun," Peter said with a smile, "I'm really flattered."

"You forgot something," Snape said, drawing a stack of parchment from his robes. "You mixed your Transfiguration treatise with mine."

Peter took the paper and stuffed it into the suitcase without reading it, "Say hello to the other professors for me, and let Dumbledore have some dessert."

Snape's hooded head shook a few times.

"After so much, we can be considered friends," Peter held out his right hand to Snape, "shake hands, okay?"

Snape took Peter's hand, and Peter felt his hand was as warm as a normal human's.

(End of this chapter)