The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 124 Newspapers and Conversations

"The Ministry of Magic Suffered the Great Earthquake That Never Happened in a Century"

On the first day of school, almost all owls bring this copy of the Daily Prophet, whether you subscribe to it or not.

The little wizards gathered together in groups of threes and fours holding newspapers, and while looking at the big holes in the photos in the newspapers, they were frantically discussing this matter. The announcement made by Dumbledore yesterday about the stationing of dementors did not interfere. them.

"Your stretch bag." Hermione's hoarse voice sounded while Wes was eating the porridge.

"Oh, thank you." Weiss raised his head subconsciously to catch the stretch bag that was thrown, and pinned it to his waist without even looking at it. He asked Hermione, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Hermione's eyes were a little red and swollen. She ignored Wes's question, but walked quickly to the seat at the other end, and ate breakfast without looking at him.

"I finally know what you mean." Just when Weiss was about to chase after him and ask, Harry walked over with a newspaper and asked in a low voice, "Did you do this?"

"Yes, they couldn't lock me up, and I had a few people as guarantors, so I came out." Weiss sat down helplessly and pointed to the big hole and said: "The Ministry of Magic may be closed for a few days, but The minister asked me not to spread the word, lest they become notorious."

"Hey, I knew it was you." Harry said excitedly.

"How are you? I heard that you stayed in the school hospital overnight?" Weiss looked at Harry up and down, and asked a little strangely.

"Ms. Pomfrey forced me to stay for one night." Harry was in a cold sweat when he said it now. You must know that he spent the whole night in fear, for fear that Ms. Pomfrey would take out a bottle of medicine for him to drink.

"Hermione, Professor McGonagall called you to her office." Ron yawned and walked into the auditorium.

"..." Hermione didn't say a word, glanced at Wes, and walked out quickly.

"Ah!" As soon as Hermione walked out, Weiss suddenly let out a low cry. The pie in Ron's hands dropped in shock, and he asked quickly, "What's going on?"

"No, it's nothing." Weiss waved his hands again and again, indicating that it's okay.He whispered just now because he touched the wand on his waist, and he forgot to change it back with Hermione.

Just when he was thinking about whether to go out and try to find Professor McGonagall's office, Neville came in, saw him walking over quickly, and whispered to him: "I went to the greenhouse in the morning to help, and when I came back, Professor Dumbledore asked me to call you to the castle gate." After thinking for a while, he added, "Fudge is here too."

"Oh, the gate of the castle." After speaking, he looked at Neville, who stared at him a little strangely, and asked stammeringly, "Wes, you, what's the matter with you?"

"Wait for you to lead the way, I'm sure I won't find it." Weiss said solemnly.

"I haven't eaten yet!" Neville shook his hand quickly, thought for a while and said, "Professor Dumbledore said someone will take you there."

"Who?" Weiss turned his head around strangely, but everyone in the auditorium was doing their own things.

"Meow~" A meow sounded from Weiss' feet.

"Mrs. Norris, why didn't you go to rest early in the morning?" Weiss knelt down and looked at this Filch's cat. She became thinner during the holiday.

"Meow~" Mrs. Norris took a look at Weiss, turned around and walked out, and when she reached the entrance of the auditorium, she turned her head and looked at him and yelled.

"I always feel that even a cat can't get lost, but I actually..." Weiss followed out in a low voice.

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"Professor Dumbledore, Hello Minister Fudge, what can I do for you?" Weiss followed Mrs. Norris to the gate of the castle, and saw a group of people confronting an old man with a white beard standing there. The two leaders were Dumbledore and Cornelius Fudge.

"Mr. Kabrev, I heard that you invited all the little wizards to your castle for Christmas. At this moment, it is very unwise!" Fudge said sharply as soon as he saw Weiss: "Unless you agree to let us Aurors and dementors..."

"Wait, Minister of Welfare, is that why you came to talk about this?" Weiss interrupted Fudge, and looked at Dumbledore suspiciously.

"This matter is about the future of the entire British wizarding world! Mr. Kabrev! I hope you can take it seriously! The defense of your castle is definitely not as perfect as that of Hogwarts, even Hogwarts agreed with us The stationing of the dementors, I hope you will also allow..." Fudge took two steps with his foot, and then pointed to the outside of Hogwarts.

"Stop, wait a minute, Minister Fudge." Weiss quickly stopped, then turned to Dumbledore and asked, "Professor, didn't you tell Minister Fudge the origin of my castle?"

"Before I came, Connery eagerly said that he wanted to see you." Dumbledore shrugged and spread his hands.

"...Well, Minister Fudge, the first thing I want to say is that my castle is no weaker than Hogwarts' defense, and even ordinary wizards can't find it." Weiss looked into his eyes Dumbledore, who was flashing with cunning, let him speak out helplessly.

"How is that possible! Hogwarts is the castle of Lord Slytherin! It has been headed by generations..." Fudge immediately shook his head like a rattle when he heard Weiss's words.

"Mine is Gryffindor's castle." Weiss told the fact calmly.

"...Is this true? Dumbledore?" Fudge opened his mouth, and finally turned to look at Dumbledore with a calm face.

"Yes, Connery." Dumbledore nodded calmly and affirmed.

"Even so! Our Auror stationing is also essential! You have to know, even if there is a complete defense, there will be omissions..." Fudge was stunned, and then said eagerly.

"That's France, Minister Fudge of the British Ministry of Magic." Weiss spread his hands again and interrupted Fudge: "And my teacher lives there now."

"France, Nicolas..." Fudge murmured. After a long time, he let out a long sigh, and waved his hands to make the Aurors retreat a certain distance.

"Little guy, you have to know, that man is a black wizard under the mysterious man!" Fudge whispered.

"Thank you for your reminder, I will pay attention." Weiss nodded and added: "There are more than 700 alchemy dolls in the castle, and I will let them patrol day and night."

"More than 700 alchemy puppets..." Fudge was stunned again.

"Well, it was made by Gryffindor." Weiss thought for a while and said, "I'll give you one later."

"It's really embarrassing," said Fudge, rubbing his hands.

"It's okay, then this matter is settled like this, professor, can I go first?" Weiss turned his head and asked Dumbledore.

"Go, don't be late." Dumbledore stroked his beard and waved his hand.

"Of course, I won't be late this morning!" Weiss promised, turning his head and calling out: "Mrs. Norris! Where are you, Mrs. Norris? I need your help!"

"Meow~" Mrs. Norris squatted on the stairs far away, but she didn't move.

"You are here, this is for you to eat, take me to the library after eating! I have no class this morning!" Weiss took out a piece of cake and a few small dried fish and handed it to Mrs. Norris and said.

"Mr. Kabrev! Your second class in the morning is my class!" Professor McGonagall brought Hermione over at this time, and said seriously.

"Uh, then I'll wait for you in the Transfiguration classroom?" Weiss quickly stood up and asked.

"The first class is Transfiguration for the lower grades. If you want, of course you can." Professor McGonagall gave Weiss a white look and said.

"... If I get lost, will you forgive me?" Weiss asked cautiously.

"Of course not." Professor McGonagall replied quickly, without any hesitation.

"Mrs. Norris, will you follow me this semester?" Weiss squatted down quickly and asked Mrs. Norris.

"Meow~" As a result, Mrs. Norris shook her tail, yawned a lot, and walked away with catwalks.

"It's just the beginning of school, why is life so gloomy?" Weiss was still squatting on the ground, drawing circles.

"Pfft~" Some hoarse laughter rang out, as if her master couldn't bear it anymore.

"Huh? Hermione?" Weiss looked up and saw Hermione covering her mouth, her shoulders trembling, but no sound came out.

"By the way, Hermione, is this your wand?" Weiss took out his wand and handed it to Hermione.

Hermione glanced at Wes, took out the wand and exchanged it back, then turned to Professor McGonagall and said, "Professor McGonagall, I'll go now."

"Go, don't worry too much." Professor McGonagall touched her head pitifully, and said kindly.

"Okay." Hermione nodded and turned to leave.

"What happened to her?" Weiss asked strangely.

"You should think about how not to be late for class first!" Professor McGonagall glanced at Weiss and left with his book in his arms.

A gust of cool wind blew by, Weiss looked around, he was the only one standing here, heaved a long sigh: "Oh... I feel like I have to finish this semester..."

(End of this chapter)