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The reaction that happened on the night of the World Cup was huge, or rather, when the Dark Mark appeared in the sky, it was doomed to such a result.

Therefore, when he saw the report in the "Daily Prophet", Alberta said that he did not have the slightest pressure.

The lost wand of the Weasley family was finally returned, and someone proved that Weasley had been around when the crime happened-naturally, this witness was Harry and Hermione.

Of course, Alberta still has concerns—for example, Harry sent a letter, saying that he often has scar pain recently.

Everyone knows what scars mean.But the scar hurts, so Alberta has to think a little more.

Therefore, not long after boarding the Hogwarts Express, Alberta told Draco and others about it.

"Hmph, Potter who can only cry!" Draco was the first to express his opinion, his tone full of dissatisfaction with Harry.He can't be blamed, Slytherin has never had a good impression of Gryffindor, and Harry always slaps him in the face. It is very normal for Draco to be dissatisfied with Harry.Pansy even secretly wanted to find someone to beat Harry up when he returned to Hogwarts - to ask you to take His Highness's attention!

Blaise took a sip of the tea that Alberta was not easy to make, then put the teacup on the cup holder painted with flowers and plants, and said, "Now...it's something to watch..."

"There is still the Triwizard Tournament... This year is really lively..." Draco added what Blaise hadn't finished, and it seems that he is also a person who likes to watch the excitement.

That's right, as nobles, they have long been told that the Triwizard Tournament, which has been suspended for a long time, will be held this school year.Although they were all surprised that Dumbledore would agree to hold such an event with a high death rate at Hogwarts, they were eager to use their own strengths and wanted to have a hand in the Goblet of Fire.

"Come on? With your strength, you don't even know how you died." Alberta said coolly, seeing the three of them listless.

But it didn't take long for Pansy to recover. She looked at Alberta and asked, "Your Highness, will you participate? Right?"

Alberta turned over a page of the book in his hand, and replied very calmly: "Why do you want to participate? Is it for others to visit as a monkey? And...Although Dumbledore agreed to this activity, I am afraid it will also be included in the registration Set up some obstacles, such as...age?"

Not to mention how the few of them thought about how Dumbledore would handle this important matter, after the Hogwarts Express arrived at the station, it rained heavily outside.Many people were drenched by the sudden rain, and although Alberta had a rainproof robe, he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, so he could only go up to Hogg with a large group of people. Woz's carriage.

"Merlin! It's like I've been fished out of a black lake!" Pansy complained, casting a drying spell on his clothes with a magic wand.

"Here." Alberta handed her a cup of hot water, Pan Xi took it, drank it in one gulp, and then thanked: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Draco on the side started to play with his hair after drying his clothes.Although he no longer combs his hair back, his love for hair has never diminished, and he even no longer uses the hairstyle with a big back, because this hairstyle will make his hairline move back.

Seeing his action, Blaise couldn't help teasing: "Oh, I said Xiaolong, your hair is the most precious thing on you, right?"

Draco glared at him fiercely, and said, "Don't tell me, Bryce, you have forgotten your sex to such an extent? The hair and blood of wizards are all magical, unless they are very close people, otherwise It will never be given to others.”

"Of course I know. But even so, there is no one like you, right?"

"Who said no? My dad is!" Draco puffed up his chest and threw out an example.

But...whether they are familiar with Pansy, Blaise, or Draco's protector Alberta, they all laughed secretly at his example.Is it really the platinum family?Even the attitude towards hair is the same.

The heavy rain made every little wizard who got off the carriage quickly climb the steps and enter the castle.When they stood looking at the torches and the front hall with gorgeous marble stairs, they all breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

At this time, on the other hand, the people in Slytherin were more calm than the people in the other three houses.One is that they are very concerned about these things themselves, and the drying spell is easy to use, and the other is that they wear some protective equipment more or less on their bodies, which can play a little role in preventing rain, and there are still some.

"Pa—" Before they could react, a huge red balloon filled with water fell on Ron Weasley's head, drenching him to the bone.Before he could find a safe place, the second balloon came down, narrowly smacking beside Harry's feet.

Immediately, everyone around screamed and pushed each other, trying to escape from the scene.

Alberta looked up and saw that it was the ghost named Peeves, the ghost was holding the third balloon in his hand, aiming again, the expression on his face was even distorted due to concentration.

"Peeves! Stop immediately!" An angry voice sounded, it was Professor McGonagall who came from the auditorium who didn't know how to know the situation.

"It's nothing! They're already wet, aren't they? Little ones, hehehe..." Peeves faced Professor McGonagall, but he still didn't stop his movements. This time, he aimed at a group of people who had just arrived. second graders.

"I'm going to call the principal! I'm warning—" Professor McGonagall's words suddenly fell silent. She looked at Peeves who was fixed in mid-air, and she couldn't stop being surprised. She looked around again, and Alberta was gracefully moving her hand. Put away the wand on it.She pursed her lips and asked, "Miss Mayne, did you... do it?"

Alberta blinked innocently, and asked back, "Professor, don't you think this is useful? You can't let Peeves attack the second graders, right?"

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips even tighter. She nodded solemnly, but accused, "You can't use magic in the corridor, no exception."

Regarding this, Alberta just smiled and didn't take it seriously.

This year, she was the female student prefect of Slytherin, and the little wizard Peeves planned to attack just now also included Slytherin.

When the little wizards sat down at their respective long tables, they had the energy to discuss what happened just now.Alberta's hand was really unexpected. To the extent of their knowledge, ghosts are very special existences. It is difficult for ordinary spells to harm ghosts, but Alberta can easily hit the spell. Just setting the annoying Peeves on the spot is enough to see the high ground of strength.

Ron, on the other hand, twisted his soaked clothes and muttered, as if to say that Alberta didn't make a move sooner.

However, Alberta didn't take this to heart.For her, watching those wet and trembling little first-year wizards sorted was what she was most interested in.

"...So, that's how you looked at our branch at the beginning?" Draco's face was a little dark, thinking that Alberta also looked at it with this mood when he was sorted, and he was not very comfortable.

Alberta sat on the long table, with her hands relaxed together, resting on the edge of the table, casually watching the little wizards come up to the stage, put the sorting hat on their heads, and then announced the fate of the next seven years. Academy, and then replied Draco: "Of course. Don't you think...it's fun?"

"Where-in-good-play!" Draco gritted his teeth and said these words, but Alberta exclaimed in feigned surprise: "Don't you think that watching- —They don’t know how to sort, guess about the sorting process, and know that they are sorted with a dirty sorting hat—are these particularly pleasant?”

"Not at all-no!" Draco felt that he was asking for abuse, and he would rush to ask such a question!

When Dumbledore said it was time to start dinner, everyone was in a good mood.The plate in front of him was full of food, and it shone with incomparable light in the eyes of everyone.

Although Alberta was better than the others, she was also a little hungry.She put some pumpkin pie on a plate and began to eat.Draco, who was still a little depressed before, finally returned to normal in front of the food.

But such a time is short. When the last pudding is eaten, the crumbs on the plate are gone, and the long table is clean.

Dumbledore stood up, and the Great Hall fell silent, only the sound of wind and raindrops beating.He smiled and began to speak: "Attention! Now I have a few things to announce!"

The previous words were the same every year, until Dumbledore said that there would be no Quidditch match this year, some people gasped and looked in disbelief.

But fortunately, Dumbledore explained the reason right away - a tournament that started in October and will last the entire school year - oh, Alberta and the others knew it, it was the Triwizard Tournament.But before Dumbledore could say the name, he was interrupted by the slam of the door.

Everyone turned their heads to see what happened.

A person was standing in the corridor, leaning on a long cane, wearing a black cloak, when a flash of lightning flashed across the roof, the appearance of that person was also seen clearly at the same time - gray hair, scarred The face, and the bright blue coin-sized left eye that keeps turning!

Many people were taken aback by his appearance, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes as they watched him step by step towards the professor's desk.

...This is their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this school year?

The author has something to say: I am powerless to Jinjiang!Comments cannot be opened!It's not that I don't want to go back! No. 7 is good!The background is also very pumping!