Hogwarts Shippuden

Professor McGonagall, who was originally in charge of academic affairs, thought that twenty-five warriors would participate, and the first project might take a whole day.

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So she announced on the campus broadcast system yesterday afternoon that all classes at Hogwarts were cancelled today.

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As a result, the two teams that Hermione and Hannah, Cedric and Penello were in ended the battle too quickly.

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When the fire dragon was killed, there was no need to drag the two rounds in the middle until the game time reached 20 minutes. That kind of behavior was too wise and would be scolded by the audience.

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So, counting the time it took for the middle dragon trainer to lift the previous batch of fire dragons and bring in the new batch of fire dragons, it took just over two hours before and after the four rounds of competition.

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The game that started at nine in the morning ended at half past eleven.

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The celebratory dinner originally planned to be held in the evening had to be brought to noon earlier.

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The atmosphere in the auditorium was particularly lively, uh...except for Slytherin.

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After all, Draco's actions were too wise. If it wasn't for the infighting between him and Ron, with the abilities of the Harold trio, it would be impossible for Harry alone to get the golden egg.

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And although Gryffindor has Ron at the bottom, they can't stand the number of warriors they are participating in?

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They had three warriors, among which Hermione took the first place.

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Looking at the teacher's chair, Professor McGonagall couldn't stop laughing.

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Among the many Hogwarts professors present, only Snape had a gloomy face.

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After all, there are four Hogwarts academies, three of which have warriors who have scored full marks in the game. Their only warrior, Draco Malfoy, on Slytherin's side, scored only 20 points. line.

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This is less than a quarter of the family!

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How could Snape be so happy?

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He didn't flip the table and leave on the spot.

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After the banquet at noon, the Grangers, led by Hermione, went to the Gryffindor common room for the restaurant, and Kyle was greatly relieved.

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The Grangers were so enthusiastic, especially when they heard that about 80% of the magic Hermione mastered was from Kyle, their future son-in-law of the Grangers, even more so. Out of control.

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Mrs. Granger looked at how satisfied Kyle's son-in-law looked.

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Even the fact that his father-in-law, Grindelwald, was once a murderous demon, was concealed by Kyle's halo and was selectively ignored by the Grangers.

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After all, none of them were wizards, and they had never experienced the terrifying era of Grindelwald's rule.

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Well, even if they were wizards, at their age, Grindelwald had been down for several years when they were born.

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So, just listening to the nonsense of the Daily Prophet, they couldn't imagine how dark that era was.

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On the contrary, when they visited Nurmengard Castle before, they thought that Mr. Grindelwald was a very good person.

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What's more, with Dumbledore, who is known as the greatest white wizard in the magic world today, the Grangers don't have to worry about Kyle's family background.

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The Grangers didn't stay in Hogwarts Castle for long, they only chose to go back after a general tour of the castle under the leadership of Hermione.

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After all, the two Muggles always had a feeling of being out of place in such a wizard's territory.

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After sending her parents away, Hermione returned to the common room of her own college. She had just passed through the door guarded by the portrait of the Fat Lady when she heard the cheers and noises of the little lions breaking out.

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There were hills of cakes on the tables and chairs, as well as jugs of pumpkin juice and butterbeer.

Lee Jordan set off some laborious fireworks, and there were many stars and sparks in the air.

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Dean Thomas, who is good at painting, hung up several striking new banners. Most of the banners were painted with the heroic image of Hermione driving a Gundam to kill the Quartet on the field.

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Only the two paintings in the corner show Harry riding a Firebolt in a passionate dogfight with Hungarian Hornets in the air.

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Looking at the appearance of the little lions, it was obvious that they had been waiting for Hermione for a long time.

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After all, of the three warriors from Gryffindor Academy, only Hermione's project in the game deserves to be celebrated.

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She got full marks for the first item.

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And Harry's performance, although notable, is still far from Hermione's.

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Not to mention Ron's countdown.

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On the other hand, Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaw's common room are also going on about the same carnival.

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But compared to the celebrations at the other two colleges where there were only snacks, pumpkin juice, and butterbeer, the celebrations on Hufflepuff's side were much higher.

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Hufflepuff Academy is a famous foodie academy. The linear distance between the entrance of the lounge and the entrance of the kitchen is only two meters!

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The house-elves in the Hogwarts kitchen have a special fondness for Hufflepuff students thanks to the founder of the foodie academy, Lady Helga Hufflepuff.

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Not to mention that Kyle is still the headmaster's son. With the level of adoration of Dumbledore by the house elves, it is completely unimportant to provide some help to Kyle's Hufflepuff Academy.

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At this time, in Hufflepuff's common room, the sofa tables that were in the way were moved aside.

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Instead, there are several long dining tables that fit the length of the common room.

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The solemnity of this celebration is comparable to the auditorium of Hogwarts.

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The food on the table, whether in terms of the richness of the dishes or the deliciousness of the dishes, is no worse than the celebration banquet in the hall at noon.

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And with Professor Sprout's consent...

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Cough, in fact, Professor Sprout didn't agree at all, but Kyle and the others didn't ask, Professor Sprout didn't say, UU reading www. If uukanshu.com doesn't say it, it's a default.

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With Professor Sprout's acquiescence, a large amount of wine appeared at this celebration banquet.

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These wines are not the sweet and greasy Butterbeer alcoholic beverages with an alcohol content of less than two degrees, but genuine high-quality alcohol such as whiskey, vodka, and Erguotou.

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Kyle even personally Apparated to the Three Broomsticks and almost emptied Ms. Rosemerta's wine cellar.

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As a result, after half an hour, in the Hufflepuff common room, apart from Kyle and Cedric, the two wine-hardened fathers, there was only Hannah. Those who like to drink can still sit firmly in their seats.

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"Tsk tsk," Kyle smacked his mouth, "Sed, look, these people are so rude, they got drunk after only drinking a few bottles."

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Cedric held his forehead helplessly.

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"Don't be rude, and quickly help carry these people back to their own rooms."

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"Do you still have the potion for sobering up? Feed them a drink, or else the dean will come back and see this scene, and we'll be dead."

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Hannah, who was still watching the play leisurely, immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

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While she nodded vigorously, she picked up a girl who drank like a dead fish, "It's really dead, and she can't keep her warrior status."

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