[Comprehensive British and American] Guide for wizards to eat and wait to die

"Have you read today's news!"

Snape slammed a copy of the "Daily Prophet" onto Dumbledore's desk.

"Severus, would you like some tea?" Dumbledore smiled and handed over a cup with magic.

"Are you still in the mood for tea? Don't tell me you're not worried about this!" Snape took the cup and slammed it on the table too.

"I believe the Ministry of Magic should be hunting him down with all its strength, and this is not something we should worry about." Dumbledore took another sip of tea slowly.

"Albus, I'm starting to wonder if you've eaten too much sugar and your brains are covered with saccharin! Don't you worry about your golden boy!?"

"Harry is safe now." Dumbledore lowered his head and buried his face in the shadows, "As long as I'm alive..."

"What are you talking about?" Of course Snape heard Dumbledore's overtones, but he just wondered if he had misunderstood him.

"Everyone is mortal, and even the greatest Merlin couldn't escape death. Well, let's not talk about that, I have already chosen the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts for the next semester."

"Really? Which straw bag wholesale market did you go to find a successor?"

"Severus, don't say that, I found a good person this time. Remus Lupin, you should know each other." The old headmaster finally put down the tea in his hand.

"It's more than acquaintance..." Snape snorted coldly, "But doesn't he have a little furry problem? Are you not afraid that he will threaten the safety of the school?"

"Don't be so unconfident about the wolfbane potion you brewed. It's time for Harry to know something about his parents. Now that Sirius is absconding, Lupine should be able to help him."

"What? Are you going to ask Lupine to tell him the glorious deeds of his father's school bullying?" Snape turned to leave, and the black robe caused a storm in the principal's office.

"Wait Severus" Dumbledore called him.

Snape turned his head and saw the strange and unpredictable look on the old headmaster's face.

"I have a hunch that the day when he returns is not far away, about that prophecy..."

"Of course I know we haven't got that prophecy yet, but even if we did find the man, what are you going to do?"

"Yeah, I don't know either. But when Voldemort comes back to life he might go to that man as prophesied"

"But the prophecy ball is still kept in the Ministry of Magic, wouldn't he go to the Ministry of Magic to find it?"

"Yes, but we can also get the full prophecy at the same time." Dumbledore blinked.

"You mean?"

"Yes, Voldemort will definitely not go to the Ministry of Magic alone. As his loyal subordinate..."

"Stop talking, I know." Snape seemed to suddenly remember something, his eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Okay, Severus, you can go. By the way, you don't have to stare at Miss Emma this semester."

"So you've succeeded?" Snape was amazed at the old Headmaster's efficiency.

"After so many years at Hogwarts, I have also learned a little bit about people. I may have misjudged her at first, but now I believe that she will not pose a threat to us. And I contacted her some time ago Alec, he is also very happy that he has such a direct heir, and he is now on our side with a clear banner." The old headmaster smiled again, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with his arrangement.

"Okay." Snape shook his head, "I have nothing else to do, I'll go first."

"Okay, it's a new semester~"

Dumbledore stared at the clear sky outside the window, propped his jaw and sank into memories.

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"Harry, are you okay? Why does it look like you've experienced death once?"

Emma handed Harry a bar of chocolate.

"Come on, eat it and you might feel better"

Harry gave Emma a grateful look and took the chocolate.

"We encountered a dementor on the way here," Hermione explained to Harry.

"Dementors? I thought they were only in Azkaban?" Emma frowned. Dementors are the guards of Azkaban. If dementors are released, it only means danger of people may be wandering outside.

"I heard that the evil wizard Sirius escaped from prison!"

"Sirius? Who?"

Ron took out a newspaper and handed it to Emma, ​​"Look"

Emma took the newspaper with a big headline "Azkaban Prisoner Escapes!" ! ! "immediately caught the eye.But before she had time to read the text of the news, she was attracted by the picture of the prisoner.

She knew what the girl who had been waiting outside Manson for 10 years to marry him was thinking.

It was a thin and haggard face, with black hair and gray eyes.But the strange thing is that the years of prison life have brought a crazy look to his eyes, and the hair that has not been taken care of for a long time has a messy artistic sense.Although he is now so thin that his cheekbones are slightly sunken, he can still see his youthful demeanor.

Another male god face.

Why everyone who looks like a god is a criminal! ?

Emma couldn't help but sighed, I hate you for being born so early, otherwise maybe you can transform the perverted killer and start a road to Mary Sue. . .

"Hey! Emma, ​​are you okay?" Hermione waved her hand in front of Emma.

"Huh, huh? You called me?" Emma just recovered from her spiritual world.

"You seem to have entered a different dimension of spiritual power. What did you think of?"

"Oh, nothing. Why is this Sirius locked up?"

"I heard he was a Death Eater and killed Harry's parents"

"Tsk tsk tsk" Cherish life and stay away from murderers. . .

The old headmaster's speech interrupted their discussion.

"First of all, I'm happy to tell everyone that this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is Professor Remus Lupine!"

There was polite applause in the lobby.

"That's him! Professor Lupine helped us get rid of the dementors!"

Emma looked up and saw a smiling black-haired man with a gentle face.She immediately took a liking to this seemingly nice professor.After three years, has the headmaster finally decided to introduce some normal talents to Hogwarts?

"Harry, did I hear you passed out on the train?"

Master Ma's voice taunting Max came from a distance, Emma pressed Harry's shoulder, and turned her head to give Malfoy a smile.

Probably understanding the danger signal of "try to mess with Harry again" in her expression, Malfoy wisely chose to return to silence.

"Our teacher in Care of Fantastic Creatures—"

Dumbledore's voice once again caught everyone's attention.

"Luber Hagrid!"

There was a burst of cheers among the students, mainly from the side of the Gryffindor table.The normally calm Hermione even screamed for him.

It seems that Hagrid is quite popular.

"But there is a disturbing news at the end. The dementors from Azkaban are going to catch criminals outside the school. You must not give them a chance to hurt you. Dementors are not born to forgive, but Happiness is everywhere"

After the old principal finished a bowl of chicken soup, there was warm applause in the hall.Only Emma sighed slightly.

It seems that this year will not be peaceful. . .

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"Here, you will swim in the ocean of divination," Professor Trelawney said in a mysterious voice with neurotic glasses.

It is said that she made the prophecy that Harry would defeat Voldemort, which indirectly led to the destruction of Harry's family.So prophecy is really a very scary thing. . .

But compared to Hermione's disdainful attitude towards divination class, Emma still has a little interest in it.

Originally, the essence of magic should be mysterious, and divination just strengthened this feeling.Although Professor Trelawney seems a little neurotic, it is undeniable that she has made correct and accurate predictions, and she is a true prophet.

"This semester is mainly about tea divination, please pick up the teacups from the students opposite."

Emma picked up Hermione's teacup kindly.

Hmm, the scent of this tea is very strong. . .

"Emma Lyon"

Emma was immersed in the wonderful taste of tea and couldn't extricate herself.

"Emma, ​​Professor Trelawney is calling you!" Hermione slapped Emma hard on the table.

"Well, what?" Emma raised her head and looked at the people around her in confusion.

"I saw the twists and turns of fate, tribulations, and death from your teacup..."

"There's a crooked cross in Harry's cup!" However, Ron's startled breath caught everyone's attention.

Emma pursed her lips, well, as expected, the savior's prophecy is more concerned.

"That's ominous." Professor Trelawney's words made everyone feel a chill down their backs.

"Don't listen to her." Hermione poked Emma secretly. "Her most famous prophecy is only about Harry. I think Larclaw is the real master of prophecy."

"Who?" Emma had never heard of this name.

"Prophet Lal, you don't even know?" Hermione had an expression of "omg you're almost offline".

Emma shook her head.

"He should have been the most outstanding prophet of this century. But one day he was divination with his daughter at home, and he happened to make one, half of the prediction to be precise, and found the Death Eaters eavesdropping outside the door. La Although Er and his daughter were neutral, they still felt unforgivable about eavesdropping outside the door. A scuffle broke out, and finally Lal and his daughter were killed by Death Eaters."

"Although I find this comment offensive, isn't this Lal a bit silly?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and continued to tell the story: "But the more convincing ending of this story is that Dumbledore arrived in time, killed the remaining Death Eaters, and at the same time got the prophecy from the other half."

"The remaining Death Eaters? Does that mean there are Death Eaters still alive to report back?"

"According to the rumors, Voldemort and Dumbledore should each hold half of the prophecy. It is said that this prophecy is very important to the wizarding world, otherwise there would be no Death Eaters squatting outside the door."

"So, it seems that there are still many secrets in the magic world that I don't know..." Emma touched her chin.

"Yeah, Emma, ​​you really should read more books"

Hermione proudly put away the books on the table. It seemed that while they were talking, the divination class was over.

"Okay, I'm going to take the Ancient Runes class~ Goodbye, Emma~"

Emma looked at Hermione's busy back, and a feeling of admiration rose in her heart again.