There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Chapter 142
Avery is dead.

Lucius found his son.

Quirrell gets a chance at life.

The professors have the possibility of getting back the money they lent.

Mark silently picked up the diary on Avery's chest... Strange, what happened, Tom's soul was dying and might collapse at any time.

Fortunately, Tom is still alive.

Everyone has a bright future.

Mark waved his hand: "Brothers have worked hard, close the team!"

The professors shouted in unison: "Don't work hard, serve Hogwarts!"

If you don't sleep at night and get woken up, people will have resentment, but for the sake of watching a wonderful show and Mark calling people himself... especially the latter, no professor dared to show dissatisfaction.

Mark didn't mind the professors gossip behind their backs.

It doesn't matter if you have grievances in your stomach, as long as you don't show it, what's the difference between having or not?
"The four deans come with me, the others rest."

Mark returned to the principal's office with the four principals and sat down.

"The dark wizards in Gaunt's old house were beaten to pieces. Every one of them is extremely evil, and they are an important combat force of Voldemort's group."

Mark tapped on the table.

"Other dark wizards can take a break, these vicious black wizards must die!"

Originally, I wanted the little wizards to charge a few waves, hacking the dark wizard to death while practicing combat experience, but I didn't expect the black wizards to run away without saying a word, ignoring the orders of the Dark Lord.

How can this work?

Mark does not allow such a powerful dark wizard to exist.

"I, Hogwarts, have always followed fairness and justice, peace and stability, trying to build a beautiful world where I am for everyone and everyone is for me."

Mark's voice was full of emotion.

"There is something to depend on for the old, and something to support the young. Don't pick up lost things on the road, and don't close the door at night."

"However, the damned Dark wizard has ruined our pursuit of Hogwarts from ancient times to the present."

"Even if I can bear it, I, the headmasters of Hogwarts, can't bear it either!"

"Especially the previous headmaster, Mr. Dumbledore, who made great contributions to Hogwarts. If he finds that Hogwarts has changed, what will he think?"

Snape was taken aback.

Why single out Dumbledore for emphasis.

Could it be that……

No!

Snape's face was already gloomy, as if someone owed him tens of thousands of Galleons, but now it was even more gloomy, as if someone owed him millions of Galleons.

"Mr. Principal, Professor Dumbledore has made great contributions to Hogwarts, and has many supporters inside and outside the school. Now it is an eventful time, and it is really not the right time."

Snape said: "I know what you mean. If you want to fight against the outside world, you must first secure the inside. But if you attack Dumbledore, no matter what happens or not, it will cause internal divisions in the White Wizard. The relatives will suffer, and the enemies will be quick!"

"The newly resurrected Voldemort will die laughing!"

Snape was afraid that someone might misunderstand, so he added another sentence.

"This laughing death is an exaggeration, not really laughing dead."

mark:"……"

No, what are you talking about?
I just mentioned Dumbledore, why do you think I want to kill him?

Sure enough, as the old saying goes, if there is filth in your heart, everything you look at is filthy.

Snape has a good level of magic and superb potion technology, but he has serious psychological problems and anti-social personality.

Mark decided that he had to find a way to let Snape witness the truth, goodness and beauty in the world.

Mark looked at McGonagall. This Dumbledore's hardcore face was serious. If the current headmaster really fights with the previous headmaster because of lack of concentration of power, no matter who wins or loses, the White Wizard will lose a lot of important combat power.

"What are you thinking!" Mark slammed the table, there was no one here.

"What I mean is, send someone out to kill all the dark wizards who ran away from Gaunt's old house!"

Mark said: "Be good and fast, strive to achieve better, faster and stronger, so that our students and ordinary wizards in the magical world can spend a happy weekend."

"We at Hogwarts have the ability, determination and confidence to suppress all lawless people in the magical world!"

The four principals looked at each other, and it was a good thing to shoot at each other, but it was not easy to chase and kill more than 200 black wizards.

Not to mention more than 200 highly skilled black wizards, even more than 200 pigs, if they get separated, it will be difficult to catch.

They have no confidence.

"No one recommends himself, right? Then I'll call the roll." Mark looked at Snape... Forget it, he has mental problems, and it's not good to fight and kill him.

No, he seems to be torturing Sirius Black and Pettigrew lately.Letting him go out for a walk to relax is good for soothing his emotions.

Mark looked at Snape thoughtfully.

Snape swallowed.

How nice is it to play with Blake and Peter at Hogwarts?
I'm so idle that I'm going to exhaust myself to catch the black wizard!

"Principal, I really can't go." Snape said, "You know, Lucius' son has just been rescued and he is emotionally unstable. No one knows how much he has suffered and suffered."

"It fell into the hands of the evil black wizard, and it is all thanks to you to come back alive!"

There were tears in Snape's eyes: "As the head of Slytherin, I have the responsibility and obligation to help Draco sort out his mood. I must stay at Hogwarts and show up whenever and wherever Draco needs. He solves problems."

"You also know, little boy, he loves face. At this age, he is not afraid of anything. If he gets into a dead end, no one knows what will happen."

Mark nodded slightly, he was not afraid of understanding at this age.

I think that when he was eight or nine years old in his previous life, he was really fearless, and he jumped at a height of 20 meters without ambiguity... Later, when he was more than [-] years old, he dared not jump on the same wall and the same height.

Being wronged at this age, some people grit their teeth and remember it in their hearts, and some people don't say anything, blood for blood, tooth for tooth.

Many children are more courageous than adults.

They don't know how to write the word fear at all.

"I think it's more appropriate for me to do psychological counseling for Draco." Professor Sprout said.

As a woman, she is naturally better at dealing with children.

Hufflepuff children are the most in need of guidance, and Sprout is confident that he has sufficient experience.

"To tell you the truth." Snape smiled, "Lucius and I are close friends, we are eight friends."

"Draco called me Godfather!"

Sprout fell silent.

It's just that the status of the dean of the same college is nothing. The first-year little wizard has only been in school for a few days, and he doesn't have a strong sense of belonging to the college.

But the godfather's words, Sprout has no certainty to compete with Snape.

There was indeed a reason why Snape couldn't leave, Mark looked at Sprout who had just spoken.

Sprout groaned inwardly, he shouldn't talk if he has nothing to do, what kind of wolf with a big tail is he?
and many more……

Speaking of the big-tailed wolf, Sprout's eyes lit up, as if he could operate it.

"Principal, everyone is responsible for chasing and killing black wizards, starting from me, starting from small things." Sprout did not escape, she stood up bravely.

"However, there are many dark wizards, and you know that it is difficult for me to do things alone."

The other three breathed a sigh of relief as Head Hufflepuff took over the drudgery.

"Don't worry, Gryffindor is willing to help you!"

"Ravenclaw is next!"

"Slytherin never misses an opportunity to strike a dark wizard!"

McGonagall, Flitwick, and Snape all expressed their support.

Sprout nodded in satisfaction.

"It's not too late, I'll call the students to set off immediately!" Sprout said in high spirits.

For years, a rumor has been circulating in the wizarding world.

Not only in the wizarding world, but also in Hogwarts, and even in other foreign countries.

People think that Hufflepuffs are trash.

Today, I, Sprout, Head of Hufflepuff, want to prove it to the world!

This is not a rumor!

Oh, sorry for the typo.

Prove that this is just a rumor!

I'm Hufflepuff, not trash!

Although there are some students with poor qualifications, there are also geniuses who are not lost to other schools!

Sprout looked at his three colleagues.

At least, I won't lose to the three of them.

Hufflepuff is not weaker than others in his life!
So, late at night, Sprout started catching people.

Not much, four NO.50 little wizards are enough.

With the help of the three deans, Sprout successfully identified the best students in Hogwarts.

Dozens of little wizards were sleepy and full of complaints.

Anyone who sleeps well will be angry if someone wakes them up!

"I was dreaming. I dreamed of a lot of delicious food. I wanted to eat whatever I wanted. The food was delicious, and I was suddenly woken up!"

"You're a fart, I dreamed that Cassandra was begging for nothing and insisted on marrying me, kneeling on the ground and begging for my wizard robe, I really had no choice but to agree, I just wanted to hug her up, There is no more."

"You guys are really embarrassing me at Hogwarts. One only knows about eating, and the other only knows about women. Why does a man have no wife?"

"Last night I had a dream of fighting Voldemort for [-] rounds. The sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark, and the mountains and rivers were broken and the stars exploded."

"As expected of the Dark Lord, Voldemort's magic is powerful and powerful. He summoned Fiendfyre. I laughed out loud. I just wanted to use clear water like a spring to undo his Fiendfyre, but Professor Sprout woke me up."

"Unfortunately, if only I had some more time, in my dream, I would definitely be able to kill Voldemort!"

There is one thing to say, and the students ask questions from an objective perspective.

"Did you go to the toilet after Professor Sprout woke you up?"

"Hey, how do you know? Oops... you wouldn't peep at me, would you? I know I'm more handsome, but we're both men, and we're impossible. My family still expects me to carry on the family line."

"..."

"Nothing, I just think you should thank Professor Sprout, otherwise you will be famous when you wake up tomorrow."

The place below is messy and smoky, let the big guys stand there and start bb.

"Silence!" Professor Sprout cast a loud voice to himself.

"When Hogwarts is in danger, a hot-blooded man should strengthen himself and drink up this bowl..."

"Professor, you are wrong." Angelina from Gryffindor College jumped out. She is tall and has long legs and tight muscles. When she walked out of the crowd, several little girls' eyes lit up, and they all said that her sister was so sassy. .

"When Hogwarts is in danger, why only hot-blooded men are self-reliant, what are we women doing?" Angelina said with a firm expression, "Who says women are inferior to men!"

"What men can do, we can too!"

Sprout: "..."

She just thought of a bunch of lines to stimulate the students, so that the students would not be afraid of sacrifice and overcome difficulties, but Angelina interrupted, and Sprout couldn't remember what to say!
Sprout gave Angelina a nasty look, gave up the foreplay, and got straight to the point.

"Out with Muggle wands!"

Crashing, almost all the students took a step forward.

It's not a first-year kid anymore. Muggle wands are easy to use, quick to learn, and small in investment. Everyone loves to use them.

"Very good." Sprout waved his wand, and dozens of boxes fell on the little wizard's hands.

"Take off your junk bullets and replace them with my special enchanted bullets!"

"Then follow me to the werewolf village!"

For the time being, Sprout is the leader of the little wizards, and everyone wants to listen to her.

Sprout had a simple idea.

To hunt down dark wizards, you first need to find out their whereabouts.

And what is more suitable for finding people than dogs?
Of course there are.

The super-enhanced dog of the wizarding world.

Werewolf!

It is not only the kind of dog, but also the wisdom of human beings!
As we all know, wolves and dogs are of the same kind, and there is no reproductive isolation.

The birth of the first werewolf in history is also very intriguing.

In short, according to the wizard's investigation, werewolves' sense of smell is several times that of dogs.

There are also werewolves in the Forbidden Forest, not a few.

But Sprout felt that the werewolves in the Forbidden Forest always thought they were domesticated and unreliable. It didn't matter if they were cute, took pictures, or took some materials.

If you really want to do something, you have to find a wild werewolf.

As we all know, wild animals are far more survivable than domesticated animals.

Sprout took the students directly to the largest werewolf village.

When they arrived, they were very arrogant and did not hide it. A large number of werewolves ran out with bad looks.

If they hadn't seen the wizards wearing Hogwarts school uniforms, they would have rushed forward to give this group of foreigners a little color.

"Professor Sprout is here, what can I do?" The werewolf village chief walked out slowly.

"According to the order of Principal Mark, fifty werewolves are recruited to hunt down the dark wizard who escaped from Gaunt's old house!" Sprout's voice was sonorous and firm.

The werewolf village chief had expected it.

The Dark Lord has returned to try to conquer the wizarding world, and sooner or later there must be a battle between black and white wizards.

As a free force in the magic world, the village head of the werewolf figured it out a long time ago, and black and white wizards would win over the werewolf.

However, he has no intention of joining either party.

Werewolves are never slaves!

Neither black wizards nor white wizards can recruit werewolves!

"Professor Sprout, I'm sorry." The werewolf village chief said in a deep voice, "We don't want to go out. The wizard's battle has nothing to do with us."

Sprout sneered.

I personally came here to invite you to save face, why, it's shameless to give face, right?

Sprout waved, and the little wizards clattered out their pistols and pointed at the werewolf.

The werewolves sneered.

They know guns.

Muggle wands are just that powerful. It's okay to hit humans, but it's okay to hit werewolves with rough skin and thick flesh.

"Da da da da da!"

The little wizards shot without hesitation.

The village chief of the werewolf thought he was fine, so he smiled.

After blinking, he found that, except for him, all the werewolves around were lying on the ground, with painful expressions and trembling bodies.

It's just that the little wizards raised their hands and fired their guns. In a few seconds, the largest werewolf village was completely destroyed by them!
(End of this chapter)