HP Magic Biography

I thought he would! He racked his brains to tell him what happened to Lido, but when he thought about it, he realized that Dumbledore had never said what Slughorn would teach.

I think you have forgotten what I said, Hermione... Fan Lin looked at the shocked girl in front of him, Slughorn is the head of Slytherin, and, most importantly, he is A potions master who can make a Felicia, that's something. Not even Professor Snape can do that.

Felix Elixir? Hermione looked at Slughorn in disbelief. So, did he push Snape away?

It should be. Fan Lin shook his head, Maybe it is like this, otherwise, you can't expect a potion master to teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts.

But, you have also seen it, Fan Lin, he is in the Defense Against the Dark Arts...he was able to escape the pursuit of the Death Eaters, so... Harry still did not give up, and Snape accepted the Dark Arts. For defense courses, Harry was absolutely unwilling.

That's just running for your life, Harry, this is not the Defense Against the Dark Arts that suits us... Fan Lin shook his head. As you can see, Harry's best Defense Against the Dark Arts course has suddenly become Harry's. Among the subjects, the one with the lowest score...

Severus Snape, that middle-aged man with a hooked nose and greasy hair, was wearing a black robe and sat on Dumbledore's right. He didn't stand up when his name was called, he was just lazy He lazily raised his hand in response to the applause that erupted from the Slytherin table.

But Harry was pretty sure there was a look of triumph on his disgusted face.

Well, at least for one thing, said Harry ferociously, Snape will be dead within the year.

What do you mean? Ron asked.

This job is cursed, no one stays longer than a year... Quirrell even died. Personally, I'm crossing my fingers and cursing another death.

Fan Lin looked at Harry speechlessly, obviously, Harry had lost his mind, at least, at this moment, all the resentment towards Snape had obviously gone to Harry's head.

Harry! said Hermione reproachfully, looking terrified. Maybe he just ended up being the Potions teacher again.

Ron said rationally, That Slughorn probably won't want to stay long, and Moody won't.

Oh, yes, but I think you may be wrong, Ron... Fan Lin said, As far as Slughorn is concerned, there is no place that is safer than Hogwarts that's it.

Dumbledore cleared his throat, as if to remind everyone to be quiet.

In fact, Harry, Ron, Valin, and Hermione weren't the only ones discussing; the entire hall erupted in chatter about Snape finally getting his wish.

Dumbledore also seemed to have forgotten how sensational the news he had just released was. He didn't say any more about the faculty appointment, but paused for a few seconds, waiting for everyone to be absolutely silent before continuing.

For a moment, everyone held their breath. Everyone knew what it meant, who it was related to, or...

This is Voldemort's business, and Voldemort's hatred of Harry and control of Hogwarts are more than ten years old

Now, as everyone in the auditorium knows, Voldemort and his followers are once again at large, and their strength is still growing. When Dumbledore spoke, the quiet atmosphere in the auditorium became tense again. . Harry glanced at Malfoy. Malfoy didn't look at Dumbledore, but hovered a fork in mid-air with his wand, as if the headmaster's words weren't worth his attention. I don't know how to emphasize how dangerous the situation is right now, or how careful you all have to be to keep yourselves safe. The castle's magical barrier has been reinforced over the summer, and we've taken many newer, stronger measures But we still have to be careful and guard against the negligence of every student and staff member. So I urge you all, to abide by any safety restrictions your teachers may impose on you, no matter how annoying you may find them— — especially, the rule of not getting out of bed at night. I beg you, if you notice anything strange or suspicious happening inside or outside the castle, please report it to any of the teachers. I'm sure you can manage yourselves , out of the utmost respect for the safety of oneself and others.

Dumbledore said sincerely, and scanned all the students with his blue eyes, and then smiled again.

But for now, your bed is waiting for you, as warm and comfortable as you expect, and I know that your first consideration is to rest well for tomorrow's class. So, let's say good night. Goodbye!

Just as usual, with the harsh scratching sound of the benches on the floor, hundreds of students in the auditorium began to file out and flock to their dormitories.

To avoid attracting attention, and to keep away from Malfoy so he wouldn't have the chance to retell the story of the broken nose, Harry pretended to tie his shoelaces and stayed behind on purpose, letting most of the Gryffindors go. to the front.

Hermione and Fan Lin also ran to the front to guide the first-year freshmen to perform their duties as prefects. It was said that this was the first time Fan Lin performed such a duty, but in fact, it didn't feel much new.

But Ron stayed with Harry.

What the hell is going on with your nose? Ron asked as they were at the back of a group of students pouring out of the hall and no one else could hear them.

Harry told him what had happened. Ron didn't smile, to show that their friendship was strong.

I just saw Malfoy fiddling with his nose to imitate something, he said sullenly.

Yeah, forget it, don't worry about that, Ha said bitterly, Listen to what he said before I was discovered...

Harry had expected Ron to be shocked to hear Malfoy's boastful words. Ron remained unmoved, though, and Harry thought he was being stubborn.

Okay, Harry, he's just showing off to Parkinson... What kind of tasks will the mysterious man entrust to him?

How do you know that Voldemort doesn't want to have a spy at Hogwarts? It's not the first time—

I hope you don't mention that name again, Harry, came a complaining voice from behind. Harry looked back to see Hagrid shaking his head at him.

Dumbledore and Fan Lin also called him by their first names. Harry said stubbornly.

Yeah, um, but that's Dumbledore, isn't it? And Fan Lin has always been in awe of these things, and, as for Fan Lin, it's hard for us to say anything, at least, he's different from us. Hai Greg said mysteriously.

Different? Harry wondered, What's the difference?

That's what Dumbledore said. Hagrid glanced at Van Lin and Hermione, who were protecting the first-year students in the crowded crowd ahead.

By the way, why are you late today, Harry? I'm worried.

Delayed on the train, said Harry, how come you're late too?

I'm with Glop, said Hagrid cheerfully. Forgot the time. He has a new home in the mountains now, arranged by Dumbledore - a nice big cave. He is much happier than he was in the forest. We talked for a while.

Really? said Harry, careful not to meet Ron's eyes; the last time Harry saw Hagrid's murderous (he's got some talent for uprooting trees) siblings When he first read his father's giant brother, his vocabulary did not exceed five words, two of which were not pronounced correctly.

Yeah, he's really improved, said Hagrid proudly. You'll be amazed. I'm thinking of training him to be my assistant.

Ron snorted loudly, but tried to cover it up with a violent sneeze. Now they were standing beside the oak door.

Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow for the first period after lunch. You can say hello to Buck—I mean, Wetherwin—if you come earlier!

He waved them a cheerful goodbye, and walked out into the night. Harry and Ron looked at each other. Harry knew Ron must be feeling as heavy now as he was.

You didn't take Care of Magical Creatures this term, did you? Ron shook his head.

You didn't choose either, did you? Harry shook his head too.

And Hermione and Van Lin... Ron said, Not both of them, right? Harry shook his head again.

What on earth would Hagrid say when he found out that his three favorite students had all dropped out of the class he taught? Harry didn't want to think about it any more.

This was definitely a blow to Hagrid, but in fact, whether it was out of wasting time or for their own safety, giving up the protection of magical beasts was a very necessary thing.

You can never imagine what to expect in Fantastic Beasts class, or rather, you should never underestimate Hagrid's obsession with Fantastic Beasts and his ability to transform them into hybrids.

Fire crabs and what?

Harry couldn't remember, but those snails definitely made everyone suffer.

Worse yet, Care of Fantastic Beasts could end up being the only subject not chosen in the N.E.W.T class.

In fact, at Hogwarts, Hagrid is the only one who teaches Care of Fantastic Beasts.

It seemed so, but Harry would have preferred someone to take over N.E.W.T's Care of Fantastic Beasts class.

Compared to the melancholy on Harry's side, Fan Lin's performance as the chairman of the Boys' Student Union was not so pleasant.

You can never imagine why there are not many people in Hogwarts and why it becomes so crowded, as if everyone hopes to return to their lounge as soon as possible, and squeezes together on the narrow stairs.

To make matters worse, there were quite a few people standing and stopping on the stairs talking and laughing.

Of course, compared to last year, the number of students enrolled this year is much less than last year... er, five or six?

Should be more.

Hey, little ones, it seems we have to wait... Fan Lin said, and Hermione rolled her eyes to greet him.

You can't call them that...

Oh, of course... Fan Lin hurriedly corrected his mistake, even though these freshmen were really small in his eyes.

Fortunately, he has grown taller. Although he doesn't grow as fast as Ron's beast, at least he is still growing steadily.

It's good to feel condescending, but it's the eager eyes of these first-year freshmen that make him a little overwhelmed.

Now he is a celebrity, although he is not as colorful as Harry, but he is still a regular visitor on the Daily Prophet, and for now, this situation will continue for a few weeks or even a couple of weeks months.

The Ministry of Magic really couldn't find anything to boost morale.

And when it came to facing the Death Eaters, the only winning aspect was the fight that day at the Ministry of Magic.

Starring Destiny's Son and Dumbledore, directed by the star of hope in the magic world, he led a century-level duel against Voldemort.

And the most important point, this is probably the only victory. It is hard to imagine the scene where the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic and the Death Eaters under Voldemort's hands come into contact head-on.

Under internal and external troubles, the Ministry of Magic's army is invincible no matter in number or strength, and it can be said that it will collapse at the first touch.

Luckily, Voldemort has been distracted by what Rutherford calls the forbidden sanctuary of the vampires, and, of course, Dumbledore.

At least one day that Dumbledore is not dead, Voldemort will not jump out to rule everything, at least on the premise of having enough confidence, Voldemort will not be stupid enough to give Dumbledore a clear indicator of attack.

As time went on, the people on the stairs gradually dispersed.

Led by Fan Lin and Hermione, a group of freshmen were heading towards the Gryffindor common room.

I don't know if it was lucky or unlucky to join Hogwarts at this time, but either way, these students came here.

In fact, the number of notices issued by Hogwarts has not decreased, but in fact, families who have a certain understanding of the Ministry of Magic will not be too willing to send their children to Hogwarts during this time period.

It is foreseeable that Hogwarts will become the main battlefield for fighting, and students who become Hogwarts will naturally fight for Hogwarts.

I don't know whether it is lucky or unlucky for these first-year freshmen. Here is Dumbledore, the wizard most feared by Voldemort. Except for those Muggle-born wizards, it is estimated that they will send their children here. Out of trust in Dumbledore.

It's hard to tell if this is a good choice after all.

Okay, here is the Gryffindor Tower, the portrait responsible for guarding the portal. You can call her the fat lady. The fat lady has always been responsible. If you want to go back to the lounge of your own college, I hope you can firmly remember the password.

Oh, hello fat lady, how is this holiday? Fan Lin asked kindly, while sending a message to Hermione. In fact, he didn't know what the password was.

Oh, hello Fan Lin, I've heard about those things, are these the first-year freshmen?

Oh, yes, of course. Fan Lin said, Oh, sorry, fat lady, I think we may need to talk later, let me send these new students in.

Oh, of course, then, the password...

Uh, lemon juice... Fan Lin said, the fat lady revealed a puzzled expression, It's courage...

Oh, of course, please come in... The fat lady looked at Hermione who rushed up.

That's not a good example.