Ashes of Hogwarts

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts."

"Hello everyone, this is Hogwarts Radio One, and I am your dear teacher, Ash Lothric."

After the first class, Ash began to organize activities between classes.

Hogwarts does not have a dedicated playground, but fortunately Quidditch, which is popular in the wizarding world, requires a large venue.

On the improvised command platform, Ash tapped his throat with his wand and used the magic combination of making noise and loud voice to make the first broadcast from Hogwarts.

He was a little excited, after all, this was his first time doing an event like this.

Along with the "Athletes' March" played live by the house elves around him, Ash's clear voice began to broadcast in every corner of Hogwarts.

"Please ask the prefects of each college to organize the little wizards of their own colleges. We will form an array by grade and class. After lining up at the door of our class, we will enter the Quidditch field in an orderly manner."

In fact, the little wizards still have some complaints about this activity, and the Slytherin students are even more so.

These little snakes have always been proud of their noble wizard blood, and of course they cannot accept Muggle sports training.

But unfortunately, their opposition had no effect at all.

Because before they started to resist, they were all suppressed by Snape's cold eyes.

Resistance is over before it even begins.

Other colleges did not have any extreme reactions.As for the most unruly Gryffindor, a group of little lions were very active and seemed eager to start early.

If there is any group activity at Hogwarts, it has to be Quidditch.

Fortunately, things at Hogwarts were no longer so scarce from now on.

Because they have a guy named Ash Lothric.

Under the leadership of the prefects, the little wizards of each grade formed seven square formations.

Thanks to the lack of population in the British wizarding world, each phalanx probably only has the number of people in an ordinary school class, which makes Ash's command more convenient.

But after everyone was in place, Ash stepped back and gave up his position to Dumbledore.

"The voice is loud." Dumbledore first gave himself a buff.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Before the event begins, I first want to announce some bad news.

Last night, our beloved Professor Quirrell unfortunately died. "

WTF?The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher dies again.

The audience was in an uproar, and the little wizards started whispering among themselves.

The new Muggle freshmen thought it was nothing, but the old students knew that it all came from the curse of the He Who Must Not Be Named.

It's so tragic. The previous teachers were able to persist for a while. Who would have thought that the teachers this semester would disappear without even attending the first class.

The principal pretended to take off his glasses and wiped the non-existent tears.

"Yes, Professor Quirrell entered the Forbidden Forest last night, but we didn't know his purpose.

But when Professor Losric arrived when he realized something was wrong, he was no longer breathing.He was chopped into two pieces by an unknown creature. No trace of the murderer was found at the scene, only a few unicorn hairs left on the ground.

So here I remind you again, never, absolutely, never come near the Forbidden Forest! ! "

Although Dumbledore knew that it was useless to say this, he would still go where he should.

Who knows that he is also a Gryffindor? Those who know him best are always his own people.

After sighing about his youth, Dumbledore put on a smile and took out a piece of parchment from his pocket.

Behind him, Ash had begun to laugh.

He cleared his throat.He read on the parchment.

"Dear students and teachers! Bathed in today's sunshine, we keep up with the times, summon the times, and lead the times. Walking out of the classroom, walking out of the greenhouse, going through wind and rain, I hope that you, as the flowers of Hogwarts, can go all the way. Move forward and thrive!”

"Let's practice, Professor Losric."

Ash waved his wand and the house elves quickly started playing music.

Taking the lead with the prefects, the little wizards of all grades began to run around the Quidditch pitch in an orderly manner.

The prefects have all been taught, and they know what speed to use for this running exercise between classes.

They also knew that during the running exercise, they needed to lead the wizards in their own academy to loudly shout out their own advantages.

"Gryffindor—exceptional!"

"Hufflepuff—Stoic Honesty!"

"Ravenclaw - wise and knowledgeable!"

"Slytherin—Smart Unity!"

"Today I am proud of Hogwarts, and tomorrow Hogwarts is proud of me!"

"Demacia!"

"For the tribe!"

……

Perhaps there was some resistance to this activity at first, but after Gryffindor's loud slogan spread throughout the Quidditch pitch, several other houses also began to compete with each other.

Especially Slytherin, Snake House and Master House have always been sworn enemies.Therefore, the Snake Garden, which was least willing to participate in this activity, shouted more actively.

That's right, young people should have young people's sons.

It's so bad to be full of energy and feel as dizzy as a snake all day long.

Although Ash knew that all this had something to do with their dean who had a cold face all day long.

When the game ended, Professor McGonagall looked at her little lions with satisfaction. She was very satisfied with their performance.

"Ten points from Gryffindor!" she said.

But soon her expression changed.

Because she found that the orderly array of each class suddenly became chaotic.

It was the Weasley brothers, and they threw dung eggs at the Slytherin array.

The little snakes who were suddenly attacked fled in all directions, destroying all the arrays in each squad.

"Damn it, what are you doing?" Snape came over angrily, and then he stopped breathing due to the stench that hit his face.

"Fifty points from Gryffindor, ten from Slytherin!" He said this angrily, and then fled the scene.

that's all.The first major recess at Hogwarts ended perfectly with laughter and slapstick.

perhaps.

……

"I think you have to drink wine one sip at a time, and you have to walk step by step on the road. If you take too big a step, it will easily break your balls."

In the principal's room, Ash slapped his class schedule and said to Dumbledore fiercely.

"Hey, don't worry." Dumbledore served Ash a glass of lemon juice.

He picked it up and took a sip.

Hiss, it’s tooth-droppingly sweet.

"Look, you killed Quirrell, right?"

"Correct."

"Then the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is gone. Is it because of you?"

"Correct."

"As the teacher of the wizard close defense class, it is also your responsibility to teach them how to protect themselves from harm by dark wizards, right?"

"right?"

"Then what are you talking about? From now on, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class will be left to you until someone is willing to come to Hogwarts to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

I believe you a ghost, you bad old man is very bad.

Ash felt like he was being tricked.

For the first time, I had a job I liked and also eliminated the evil enemy. The two joys overlapped each other, and this double joy brought more and more joy.

I should have had a dreamlike happy time, but why, it turned out like this.

Why is it that the working hours are doubled but the salary is still the same?