There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Chapter 32
Cassandra gave an awkward but polite smile.

It's a pity that it was so tightly wrapped in the wizard's robe that no one could see it.

"Actually, they don't care if they eat Death Eaters or not."

"Everyone just wants to see the Dark Lord."

Voldemort was moved.

Not for fame, not for profit, not wanting anything, throwing his head and blood, risking his life to break through the crisis-ridden Seven Gates of God, just to see himself.

A heart as hard as stone must be turned into molten iron!
"The general trend is with me!"

"When I am resurrected, I will raise my arms, and the black wizard will sweep the magic world, and I will make the world tremble!"

"Friends, time is urgent, let's break into the palace immediately!" Mark clapped his hands to interrupt Voldemort's self-impression. It was twelve o'clock soon, and the activities would not end in the morning if we didn't start soon.

How can this work?

The little wizards still have class in the morning!
The Whomping Willow is located at the very edge of Hogwarts, overlooking the castle in the distance.

The journey is not far, but dangerous.

A sleepless ghost that roams Hogwarts.

The elusive Filch.

Mrs. Norris, who comes out at night.

Owls flying around the castle.

If anything found them, a group of a hundred or so, scurrying to Hogwarts Castle, it would be over.

"Either? Let's break it up into parts and act in batches?" Quirrell hesitated: "Isn't this a bit too arrogant?"

"Your Excellency, I know that you first joined the Dark Lord's subordinates, and you have senior qualifications."

"But I hope you will remember that the current leader is me!"

Mark waved his hand: "This is the last time."

Quirrell was silent.

"Don't panic, hold on, you can do it!" Voldemort comforted: "You bear the humiliation, I can see it."

"I know your achievements, and I understand your difficulties."

Quirrell's eyes filled with tears, the master understands me, everything is worth it!

More than 100 people sneaked into Hogwarts, Lucius twitched the corners of his mouth, and didn't meet any farts on the way. Some ghost janitor owl nestled somewhere.

It's all rubbish, nothing to eat!
It really made these black wizards swagger into the castle.

This Hogwarts eats jujube pills!

No, I have to find a way.

"I just thought about it. The Dark Lord strongly needs the Philosopher's Stone, so he is probably still lingering there." Lucius turned his gaze firmly: "That is to say, as long as he doesn't get the Philosopher's Stone, he can't really be resurrected."

"A hero for a while? Or a coward for life?"

Lucius looked at the dark wizards around him, all of them were cold and strange, murderous, and the air seemed to freeze.

Think of Narcissa, Draco.

Lucius clenched his fists.

"I used to be a Death Eater, and I know both ways."

"But today, I want to be a hero!"

"Knowing that I have sinned against me, it is only the Spring and Autumn Period!"

And Quirrell became excited after being surprised.

"Master, I understand!"

"This is probably what the orientals often say, the heaven and the earth all work together, and the hero is not free when transported away!"

"You are a hero, but you are not lucky. A mere baby in Harry Potter can rebound your Avada and make you dormant for ten years."

"Things are turning around now. First, I met me in Albania. Just a few days after I came to Hogwarts, a lot of dark wizards were crying and shouting that they would become Death Eaters, kneeling under your wizard robes."

"Now, we rushed into Hogwarts Castle recklessly, and no one noticed!"

"Exclude all wrong answers, there is only one truth!"

"You are the child of destiny blessed by God!"

Voldemort nodded.

Makes sense.

"I have been silent for ten years."

"I was expelled from the school I loved again."

"Now, thousands of black wizards, accompany me against the sky!"

"Tremble Dumbledore, cheer Death Eater."

"Your demon king is back!"

After the people left, the soil beside the Whomping Willow suddenly rolled.

A hand sticks out of the dirt.

The moon hangs high in the sky.

Make a fist with five fingers underground.

Hufflepuff third year Cedric Diggory crawls out of the dirt!
"I gave up the most important dinner and eavesdropped on the conversation of the dark wizard with a hungry stomach."

"Right now, hungry."

"Death Eaters, my hunger, you need to pay with your life!" Cedric came too early, and had no idea that the black wizards were all classmates in disguise.

He hurried back to Hogwarts Castle and broke into the head of Hufflepuff's office.

When encountering problems, first report to the immediate leadership.

Professor Sprout is away.

Also, at night, Professor Sprout is not a dementor or a ghost, and 007 has no physical strength.

Fortunately, Hogwarts has Professor Binns.

Binns is an old model worker. At that time, he was old and frail. When he woke up, he was gone. His soul separated and turned into a ghost. He still insisted on acting as a substitute teacher.

Don't eat, drink, or sleep, preaching and receiving karma for the little wizard.

Professor Binns is always standing in front of the lectern in the History of Magic classroom, waiting for the little wizard to ask him questions.

"Professor Binns, something is wrong!" Cedric broke into the History of Magic classroom.

"Bold!" Professor Binns burst out suddenly, startling Cedric.

Why are you so bold?Means I stay up late at night for a night tour?Isn't everyone like this!
Or am I trespassing on History of Magic classroom?Disrespecting the professor?
"Since Headmaster Mark took office, Hogwarts has been fine everywhere, so how could things go wrong?" Professor Binns yelled.

"Say, what is the purpose of your scaremongering? What is the motive? Who ordered it? Did you get permission from the relevant department? What do you want to subvert? What do you want to reflect? Who is behind it? Can't answer? Then follow I'll take a trip, don't say I'm catching you, I have a reason!"

Cedric: "..."

As expected of an old model worker, a ghost wizard who has lived for an unknown number of years. He has been tested for a long time, and his consciousness is really high.

"Professor, stop joking, I'm serious!" Cedric said, "I found a large group of dark wizards entering Hogwarts, please help!"

"Hehehe." Professor Binns laughed coldly.

Cedric took out his wand silently, and Professor Binns's smile made people feel a little flustered. Could he be the ultimate deep water wolf who has been hiding for decades?
"Okay, look at you, Cedric, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but you didn't participate in actual combat exercises."

Professor Binns suddenly spoke harshly: "Principal Mark ordered an actual combat exercise to be held tonight, code-named Seizing the Sorcerer's Stone!"

"Hogwarts students hit the twelve checkpoints set up by the professors."

"You said that a dark wizard entered Hogwarts? Have you noticed that there are all your classmates under the black wizard's robe?"

Cedric Bengbu lived.

He looked up at the ceiling.

Could it be that the clown is actually me?

I jumped into the hole too fast and didn't hear about the actual combat exercise?

No, not sure yet.

Cedric hurried to the principal's office.

McGonagall, Snape, Sprout, Flitwick, and the deans of the four major colleges were all there, and a light and shadow appeared in front of them, showing a group of about a hundred people gathered in front of a certain gate in the castle.

It's over, it seems to be a real exercise.

If the four principals were all deep water wolves, then this game would be unplayable

"Cedric, what's the matter with you?" Professor Sprout asked.

Said I made a mess?No, you can't say that, I, Cedric, don't want to lose face?
Cedric took a deep breath.

"Professor, I want to participate in the exercise."

　coach, i want to play basketball

　　
　
(End of this chapter)