Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 207 Aftermath
"I can't believe you two just left us and ran away!"

When McGuffin and the others went to visit Ron and Hermione in the simple temporary school hospital.

Ron kept complaining loudly on the hospital bed, causing Madam Pomfrey to drive them out together.

At the same time at the door, they just met Percy who came to visit Ron.

"Ron!" Percy stood at the door with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

He gradually raised his voice and said, "Have you got out of bed yet?"

McGuffin felt that the situation was not good, and hurriedly wanted to change the topic, "Percy, you must be very busy today! After all, when you re-enter the school, it will be difficult for the professors to rely on you prefects..."

Normally, Percy would have been overjoyed by McGuffin's blunt flattery, but now he just stared at Ron with an ugly face and said,

"Hogwarts Castle cannot be used yet, and everyone must wait until after noon today before entering."

Percy was putting on airs, and McGuffin and Harry immediately thought of Mrs. Weasley.

"Ron...look what you've made of Hogwarts! Don't you care? I've told Mommy everything, just wait..."

Ron looked sad, bowed his head in silence, and Harry hurriedly asked, "Percy, what are you holding in your hand?"

Percy held Ron's half wand in his hand, which was handed over by the professors after confirming that it was safe.

His face was very ugly, and he continued to teach Ron angrily.

Perhaps because of guilt... Ron didn't refute it, but his face became darker and darker, as if it was covered with a layer of parchment.

Hermione may have felt that she was there and was partly responsible for what had happened, and that Ron shouldn't have to bear it alone...

So she excused that the two hadn't eaten for a day, and dragged a few people away from Percy in a hurry.

Now, the four of them strolled by the Black Lake.

At this time, McGuffin finally had the opportunity to explain what happened to him - something about the [Blood Curse].

Hermione was so worried that even Ron had to turn his attention away from being so sad.

"Yes, but didn't you say that you don't need to worry about this for the time being?" Hermione asked a bit stammeringly.

"Who knows what's going on... Ron, I was really sorry at the time, if I had brought you along... that kind of thing wouldn't have happened!" McGuffin apologized.

"It's nothing..." Ron smiled wryly, "Listen to what you and Harry said, if you hadn't made a quick decision and left immediately, someone might have discovered that you have the [Blood Curse]!"

"In comparison, I will be punished by Filch at most... Besides, didn't you say that Dumbledore will not punish me anymore!"

"It's better not to let other people know about it!"

"Unlike others, this is not a good sign...even in the wizarding world!" Hermione said with a stern face, very serious.

But after that, several people discussed and discussed, but there was no result.

I had no choice but to follow what Professor Dumbledore said... observe for a while and then talk!
Walking by the lake is also a pastime that most little wizards also choose. (Especially after Filch banned them from casting spells in the tent area)
After a while, most of the young wizards gathered here, and even the professors came here to relax (after all, reorganizing Hogwarts, only the elves cannot complete it alone).

And... this is also equivalent to the Great Hall of Hogwarts, and it's also a place to have breakfast in time.

Hagrid was pushing a very large trolley (the size of a small car by visual inspection) back and forth through the crowd, which contained layers of food...full of breakfast for all the Hogwarts students this morning.

It's steaming hot, fresh from the oven, and there's still magic heating it up.

However, it was hard to conceal the lack of simplicity of today's breakfast, just some milk, sandwiches,... At most, Hagrid took out a baked greasy hot dog from the bottom with a smile all over his face.

Hagrid saw a few people, and pulled the cart to the side of them in two steps.

"Hi! Harry!"

"Have some hot dogs! This tastes good!"

As he spoke, Hagrid grabbed a handful of hot dogs and sandwiches and stuffed them into the hands of several people.

Several people asked about the cart.

"Oh, this is what Professor Dumbledore asked me... to deliver breakfast to the little wizard. All the food in the kitchen smelled rancid, and these were transported through the large Floo powder tunnel..."

Hagrid said quite proudly.

When Harry couldn't hold it in his hand, the few people found that the bottom part of the 'big car' was full of fragrance.

——There are small red-hot black stones paved inside, and all the hot dogs are automatically rolling inside to make themselves evenly heated.

When the roasting is almost done, it will automatically jump to the upper floor and line up to line up its own position.

"Hey! Big idiot, give me two hot dogs!"

Malfoy came over 'beamy'.

He was followed by his two squires, Big Goyle and Crabbe, and some Slytherin Quidditch players who had come to watch the show, and they all looked like chimpanzees.

Malfoy looked at Harry and the others very complacently, especially when he saw Ron, he kept tsk-tsk, looked up and down, and finally he just drew a long tone and said in his usual flattering voice,

"Weasley, when will you leave Hogwarts with your luggage!"

"I heard that what happened this time was caused by you!"

"With such a serious matter, even Dumbledore can't protect you anymore!"

"Maybe... the old guy Dumbledore will get out of Hogwarts because of this!"

Harry was so angry that he wanted to squeeze his fists and rush out.

McGuffin was holding him and winking, Harry turned his head and saw Hagrid staring at Malfoy with an unkind expression.

His face was blushing, and his body was shaking with anger.

This silly big man would only get angry when others insulted Dumbledore.

The Slytherins behind already felt that something was wrong, and all backed away.

Only the brat Malfoy just cared about Harry, he asked for his own death, and kept talking bad things about Dumbledore.

"Let me tell you, my father has already written to the rest of the board of directors... just wait, this time Dumbledore is in trouble, and he will even come to the judicial bench of the Ministry of Magic."

"Now there is no one to protect you... you guys!"

Hagrid stood in front of Malfoy, and the shadow completely covered him.

"You... how many... why are you standing so far away!"

Malfoy also seemed to sense something was wrong, his teeth were chattering constantly, his whole body was stiff, and he turned around in embarrassment and wanted to leave, following the Slytherin students who kept retreating, especially his two followers Goyle and Crabbe.

In the end, Hagrid grabbed his head again.

McGuffin and the others hurriedly wanted to pull him, but they were far from being able to compete with a half-giant.

Fortunately, it didn't develop as McGuffin, the dark and despicable person, feared (——Hagrid screwed Malfoy's head off in a fit of anger and kicked it as a ball)
Although this somewhat naive big man was furious, after taking a few deep breaths... he just rubbed Malfoy's head vigorously, and then handed him a handful of hot dogs.

After that, it was Hagrid who put on a straight face and pulled McGuffin and the others away from here.

Malfoy was left standing there in a daze.

His well-cared-for head, soft and shiny blond hair seemed to be swept by a tenth-level tornado.

——The weeds are overgrown and grow wantonly.

Hundreds of huskies visit there and nothing more.

The Slytherin students murmured and laughed, which made Malfoy's face even more ugly.

From the amount of hairspray Malfoy used to care for his hair every day... it can also be seen how much he cherishes his golden hair.

Hagrid had undoubtedly touched his pain point.

After walking away, he could also hear the yelling and cursing that he reacted to, threatening to expel Hagrid.

Hagrid looked down at Harry and stroked his beard.

"I shouldn't have done that!"

"Although the Malfoy family is extremely bad, it cannot be denied that they still have great rights in the Ministry of Magic!"

"Harry, am I causing Professor Dumbledore trouble again... he's got enough trouble now!"

Hagrid looked up at a certain black figure in the sky, and said worriedly.

Hearing this... McGuffin and Ron glanced away guiltily, trying not to look at the flock of owls that were almost flapping their wings over the Hogwarts 'camp', covering the sky and the sun.

As expected, [Daily Prophet]... Various types of newspapers, as well as the little wizard's parents, relatives, letters from the Ministry of Magic, various well-informed people's halls,... It seems that the whole of Britain...

No!It should be that owls from all over Europe arrived at the same time.

It was dark, densely packed... lined up in an orderly manner, and crowded into Hogwarts.

such,

——Continuously, the owls almost form a bridge from flying outside to school and coming to the owl.

It looks like it can hold up even if someone walks over it.

After parting with Hagrid, they met Colin Creevey, a little wizard who was holding a camera and wanted to take a photo with Harry (Harry pulled everyone away in a panic), and Gilderoy Lockhart, who kept wandering around Dumbledore, saying that he was accidentally not careful about the little wizard, so he got caught.

"This kind of thing is very common in my adventure career...but I didn't expect it to be done by a little wizard..." Lockhart argued in this way.

After hearing this, Ron and Harry hid their faces at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and went to 'kill' the sandwiches and hot dogs in their hands.

Hermione could only follow a few people.

But there I met George and Fred, Lee Jordan and a few sneaky Gryffindor wizards-they wanted to sneak into the Forbidden Forest.

A few of them were beaming and yelling as soon as they met Ron.

As if to take what happened yesterday afternoon as some great feat.

This made Ron even more worried.

It’s not just about the school’s possibility of punishing itself (although Harry and McGuffin tried their best to say that Dumbledore would not punish him, but Ron didn’t believe it... After all, it was such a big thing, almost shutting down the entire school—I’m afraid no one in the history of Hogwarts has done such a thing!)

And worry and guilt over the wand he totally broke.

Although he always disliked his wand, it was really broken in two, which still made Ron feel very sad and bad.

and……

"Okay! Got you guys... I've had enough!"

"Ron Weasley! Come with me!"

When Filch ambushed and caught the twin brothers, he took the McGuffins and the others together, and brought them back to the tent area in a depressed mood.

To make matters worse, before reaching Professor Dumbledore, under the eyes of everyone, a big gray guy fell from the sky and landed on Ron.

—It's Ron's owl, Errol.

It passed out in Ron's arms, its legs trembling in the air, and a red envelope in its mouth.

Know what it is without thinking.

— Howler letter!

Filch gloated and urged Ron to open it quickly,

"Open it quickly! Ron Weasley! I think there are still sensible people in your family! Someone should teach you a lesson..."

"If you want me to say that Principal Dumbledore is still merciful, restore the original kind of hanging up the little wizard... the punishment of whipping can improve your memory, and you won't make such a big thing!"

Ron looked terrified, his hands were trembling and weak, and he couldn't tear it apart after several attempts.

McGuffin originally wanted to help him, but unfortunately, he remembered that the root cause behind it was himself, and it was not easy to appear, so he hinted to Harry to help.

— But still a step too late.

The red envelope began to burn, and the thick black smoke transformed into the huge face of Mrs. Weasley in the air.

The expressions of the little wizards who had originally planned to watch this scene changed. The little wizards who knew the inside story, either covered their heads and blocked their ears, turned around and ran away, or waved their wands and cast the [Curse of closing the ear plugs] on themselves. Even the professors frowned and cast the spell on themselves.

McGuffin thought it was just the same as in the original book, it was just a category of tweeters, but he didn't expect him to think too simply.

--coax!

The huge sound began to reverberate, almost shaking the glass of Hogwarts Castle in the distance, and McGuffin felt the ground tremble for a moment.

The pebbles felt as if they were 'frightened' and they were floating up, the grass trembled and fell down with the transmission of the sound waves.

"...Just two days into school, you broke your wand... You went to the Forbidden Forest at night, almost blew up Hogwarts Castle, and shut down the life of the entire Hogwarts school by yourself..."

"It's great! Ron Weasley!"

"When you received letters from your relatives, the Ministry of Magic, and Dumbledore, your father almost fainted in shame... I didn't know that the one who worked so hard to raise you was to let you do this kind of thing. You even fainted Hermione (Hermione's face turned red to the back of her ears for a moment)..."

McGuffin originally thought that the ears would soon become deaf to any sound under such a violent impact, but the sound that could penetrate the eardrums gently and clearly smashed into the heads of several people one by one.

Ron lowered his head, ashamed as if he wanted to find a hole to jump into.

"Your wand has to figure out a solution for itself! . . . It's so annoying! It's all your fault that your dad is being pointed at in the work unit!"

"Can't you study hard like a good example at home?...It's so simple as long as you follow the rules and study at Hogwarts?..."

"If there is one more time...even if Headmaster Dumbledore can accommodate you...we will bring you back immediately.!"

"Percy keep an eye on your brother, and of course Fred and George, the two naughty bastards..."

Finally, the giant statue of Mrs. Weasley disintegrated into a plume of black smoke and slowly faded in the air, leaving everyone's ears buzzing.

And Ron, who was petrified in situ.

He was like a cracked mochi, his whole body was completely empty, and his soul drifted away to nowhere.

Even Percy covered his face and kept away from the crowd, only the twin, who was in high spirits, didn't take it seriously at all.

When others mentioned this incident to them, they were very proud of it, and made fun of themselves, making everyone laugh.

It took a long time before the roar stopped echoing in the ears of McGuffin and the others.

"Well! Ron, I will find a way to get you a new one for your wand... After all, this is the trouble I caused..." McGuffin felt extremely guilty, and he tried to find a way to relieve Ron.

But even if he said that, Ron was powerless, staring at the ground dully, without responding.

Harry was also very guilty. He thought in his heart that if he could have brought Ron and Hermione with him later, maybe such a thing would not have happened.

How Mr. Weasley was treated at the Ministry of Magic...it was all their fault.

——During the summer vacation, their family treated him so well!

However, Harry didn't have time to think about it, as Gilderoy Lockhart made his way through the crowd to them when he heard the noise.

——incomprehensible!
This guy is still very coquettish, wearing a flowing azure blue wizard robe with a gold-rimmed collar, which is shining.

McGuffin really admired this guy's face. He made such a big scandal yesterday, but he was able to appear in front of everyone and boast about it as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this guy, Harry instinctively wanted to turn around and run away.

But before he had time, he came to several people in two steps.

— Thank goodness!
This time Gilderoy didn't look for Harry, but patted Ron's shoulder, which was standing there blankly, vigorously.

"Oh! Hello!"

"Good boy, your name is Ron Weasley, isn't it! You can be regarded as knocking me down... You did something that the snowman, the dark wizard, and the vampire didn't do!"

"Of course, this is also the case of you little wizards who I didn't guard against... Blame me, I should have reacted faster at that time, and this kind of thing wouldn't have happened!"

"I remember when I was adventuring in the Amazon jungle, there happened to be such a spell that could deal with this..."

Harry listened to Lockhart's statement with a face of disbelief, and what made him even more unbelievable was that Hermione actually accepted this statement, blushing, and looked at Gilderoy with admiration.

And...how could it be done!

It seems that McGuffin also has a look of admiration! (McGuffin admires this guy's cheekiness and ability to talk nonsense,...this is simply a 'capable person'!)
"Believe such nonsense! Have they all been cast with the Anthropomorphic Charm?" Harry thought.

Lockhart said a lot of nonsense, and threw the pot straight into the Himalayas.

I finally had something useful to say,
"I just heard your mother's howling letter to you..."

——Which pot is not lifted and which pot is opened.

This made Ron even more self-closing, and he stared blankly at his half wand.

"Weasley! How could your mother be so strict! Defeating a wizard as great as me is a coincidence, but it's worth bragging about..."

"That's the broken wand that accidentally beat me, isn't it?"

"How about it! I'll pay for a new wand and exchange this half wand with you..."

Harry, Ron stared at Gilderoy Lockhart in disbelief.

"This is my duty as your professor, at least how can a wizard not have a wand!"

Gilderoy showed his bright eight-teeth smile.

Harry felt that he didn't hate this guy's fake smile as much as usual.

——This guy may still look like a professor!

Harry, Ron was a little moved.

"And...I'm going to keep this half of the wand...as a lesson to write in a new book...An adventurer, a powerful wizard, no matter when...you must be vigilant, don't you?"

"This is my only, negligent failure!"

"Not only you, but I should also keep it in mind and learn from it!"

Lockhart was still babbling.

Ron kept turning blue.

—Write it in the book! !As a lesson! ?

Ahhh! !

This guy really doesn't look like a teacher.

Ron roared in his heart, wanting to get his touch back.

(End of this chapter)