[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

Chapter 49

On Halloween, sudden attacks and monsters make all the imps under the third grade burst through the ceiling of the Hogwarts castle with screams.

Harry led the Gryffindor first and second year kids and ran in front of Lockhart, stopping the professor who was trying to escape.

"Professor! That's a werewolf! You've dealt with it before, no problem, right!"

"Professor! Just like you said, knock down the Inferi!"

"Professor! Professor!"

A group of chirping lion cubs have no fear, perfectly showing their fearless character.With the leadership of Gryffindor, the students from the other three colleges also rushed to this side.

As the instigator, the study group was half making trouble and half observing the situation. Their actions were smooth and smooth. In addition to the child's nature, what they used was the infinite love of the seniors for the little ghosts.

It was the first non-official arrangement for Percy to stand with all the prefects and the presidents of the male and female student unions. The little hesitation and embarrassment on his face had been driven away by the presumptuous smile on the face of Earl, who was also a prefect.

"These little bastards." Cedric stood in the middle with folded arms. He was a new Hufflepuff prefect who had just learned what a brat was.Especially the bear kid who knows magic, but now he looks at the surrounded Lockhart and smiles very happily.

On the other side, Lockhart was pushed to the entrance of the corridor to face those super real monsters. He guaranteed that he saw the shadow of the mountain monster and the big bat transformed into a vampire!A hand suddenly appeared behind him, and Lockhart felt as if a balloon had been poked and exploded on the ground as soon as Lockhart was touched by the cold fingertips, and he was completely dizzy than Quirrell last year.

And from the time the monster appeared to when he passed out, Lockhart never paid attention to those colleagues who looked serious but didn't move at all.

"Okay, the show is over!" The male and female student union chairmen waved their wands at the monsters in the corridor, and the eight prefects stood a little ahead, waving their wands, "Happy Halloween."

Monsters dissipate into bubbles, and the bubbles turn into fireworks that bloom in the air.At the entrance of the auditorium, two red-haired Weasleys entered the door with a Filbar firework, and let off the firework sticks, "I hope everyone is satisfied with the Halloween special products of the W&P joke shop!"

"When did you open the store?"

"I do not know."

"where?"

"How would I know."

"Didn't you run out of money recently?"

"You don't know."

"how could I know?"

"I do not know."

"Harry Potter!"

"If you get closer, our previous scene will be completely ruined." Harry turned his head and looked at Draco behind him who was wearing a hood and pretending to be a magician.

"..." Draco poked Harry's waist eye and stepped back.

Harry's back was sore. Is Draco a new learner or has he communicated with Pansy?

Halloween is naturally full of joy. In the teacher's seat, Dumbledore's smiling face was a little more vigilant, but——Dumbledore looked at the helpless McGonagall and the perennially dissatisfied Snape, and he seemed to see a , not the future ruled by the devil.

Harry swept across the teacher's table, blinked at Professor Flitwick who seemed to see everything, and then quickly passed Dumbledore, as if he was just to see Snape's reaction, but what he really noticed was Dumbledore Lido's smile didn't seem to change, and it was this same change that made Harry feel a little uneasy.However, this is just the beginning, the rest is something to play with.

If Harry had been a few years older, perhaps he would have been able to read Dumbledore's expression, but now, experience was Harry's weakness, second only to his occasional ego.

After Halloween, Lockhart voluntarily handed in his resignation because he found that children's curiosity was far more terrifying than female readers outside, and the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts who had been working for nearly a year resigned again. Perhaps, the curse of the Dark Lord can Take it out for the next topic.

"Lockhart has left, who will take over?" The study group in the library expanded again, but the discussion here was not just about homework.After the partnership achieved its goal once, their goal began to deviate gradually.

"I guess it will be Professor Snape. It is said that he has wanted to take this position for a long time."

"Then who teaches the Potions class?"

"Professor McGonagall."

"What about the Transfiguration class?" There was silence all around, and then someone suggested in a low voice: "How about, let's write a letter to the possible candidates, maybe they will come to apply for the job?"

Harry turned his head and saw that it was Ravenclaw who spoke, and his proposal made many Slytherins and Hufflepuffs nod secretly.Harry blinked: "I think it's feasible, but we need to set a standard first, and then ask the dean and the chairman of the student union to see what kind of professor we all need."

"We can't delay for too long." Draco suddenly said, looking at the people around him, "Slytherin, there will be an answer within three days."

"This matter must be meticulous, and no one can make a hasty decision." Harry retorted.Although they lowered their voices, they still made the people around them feel the low air pressure.

"If the school recruits another professor we can't accept, do we have to drive him out again?" Draco raised his eyebrows, "The school's action is much faster than ours. Do you want another Quirrell or Lockhart?"

"Don't you need to see if that person wants to come?" Harry frowned, "This matter can't just consider our needs."

"Then you will stagnate forever." Draco crossed his arms and mocked.

"Being thoughtful doesn't mean stagnating." Hermione whispered, she didn't know what happened to the two, they were friendly in the first grade.

"What they value is efficiency." Pan Xi said leisurely, folding the folding fan in his hand, "Sometimes too thoughtful will miss the opportunity to act."

"Pansy." Hermione looked at Pansy in surprise, she had never before—wait a minute, seeing Pansy's smiling eyes, Hermione paused, and then said: "Okay, how about this, everyone first Choose a substitute teacher from among the existing professors in the school to buy time."

"It's okay." Pansy nodded, and then the two men who were tense with swords seemed to be discouraged at the same time. They only stared at each other's strategy with their eyes, and then said almost in unison: "Except Professor Snape, anyone can."

"Why?" Neville blinked, and then felt that he was trying to die, because the four eyes of the two were staring straight at him with the same cold tone.

"Homework." This time they all spoke in unison.Although Neville wanted to ask Harry whether he needed to worry about homework, but thinking of the Potions class where Harry was taken extra care of, he still shut up.The rest of the people quickly chose Professor McGonagall and Fei Liwei.Harry thought it was a miracle that a Gryffindor professor, Professor McGonagall, could get Slytherin to support him.

"In my opinion, Professor Fleetwee is more suitable. He has rich combat experience——" the Ravenclaw student looked at the surprised classmate and stalked his neck. "Really."

"I also agree with Professor Flitwick. He knows more about the effects of spells. He can support learning until the seventh grade." Hufflepuff nodded on the other side.Harry looked at the person opposite, "Go ask the prefects."

"I can replace the prefect." Draco raised his chin, "Slytherin chooses Professor Flitwick."

"Arrogance." Harry chuckled, looking at the time, "Act." He actually ignored Draco.

Blaise felt that the air pressure around him seemed to be lower than before. So now Draco can also cause this effect?

That afternoon, the sixth grade Defense Against the Dark Arts class was replaced by Fei Liwei.

At night, Harry has no training today, but it doesn't mean he can be free tonight.Draco was waiting for Harry in the common room, "Is it done?"

"It's done," Harry stretched, sitting next to Draco, looking at the chiefs opposite, "I think everyone's candidates should have been prepared long ago, right?"

"of course."

"Good luck, I won't interfere in this matter." Harry winked, "My task is to drive Lockhart away."

"Harry, that's not what you said." Urquhart smacked his lips. Last time Harry left him for Master Malfoy to vent his pressure. This time he learned his wisdom and just avoided it.

"Okay, and maintaining world peace." Harry spread his hands, as if I didn't want to say, you are forcing me.

Draco rolled his eyes: "Aren't you going to choose one?"

"I, I choose myself." Harry smiled, "Not bad?"