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At the beginning of October, Hogwarts students finally got their first Hogsmeade week of the term. Early in the morning, after breakfast, the students were in a long line in front of the foyer, waiting for the administration Officer Filch stared suspiciously at the long list, checking their names one by one like some investigator.

Although Sylvia and Camille often used their 'privilege' to travel between Hogwarts castle and Sylvia's manor on the hill opposite Hogwarts by apparating at will, but this kind of difficulty Relaxing time is rare these days. Camille is busy preparing to apply for the research project of Transfiguration Master, and Sylvia is even more busy all day, except for class, almost sitting behind the desk.

Passing between the tall stone pillars with winged boars at the gate of their school, turn left on the road leading to the village, and the cold wind in early October has blown Sylvia's silver-gray hair to cover her eyes.

"Don't go to the Three Broomsticks?" Sylvia asked in surprise when she saw that Camille didn't turn into the Three Broomsticks.

Camille turned and walked backwards, shrugging at Sylvia, "We are 17 years old, adults."

"Yes, and then? Did the 17-year-old actually change your preference for the Three Broomsticks' hot lady boss?"

Rolling his eyes, "Didn't I say something just once in a few grades, and you can remember it until now!"

"I've seen it... I've never forgotten it, I can't blame me~ Also, that was when we were three years old." Sylvia teased, followed Camille into a small road, and there was a small bar at the intersection. Sylvia took a second look at its tattered wooden signboard, which showed a severed head of a wild boar, with blood seeping through the white cloth covering it, "So where is this?"

"The Pig's Head Bar, there are few people, I heard that the wine is good, we ten..."

"We are 17 years old, yes, but if you mention this age a few more times, I will one day hear that we have finally become seven-year-old children, not seventeen." Sylvia shook helplessly Shaking his head, he followed Camille into this suspicious-looking bar—it seemed that after Camille signed the marriage registration during the summer vacation, he saw his name changed to Camille Slytherin, It was only then that she suddenly realized that she was an adult. Since the beginning of school, she has often used the special authority that Sylvia gave her to apparate around in the empty classrooms of Hogwarts, so childish that Sylvia thought she was rejuvenating. Already - but it has to be said, Camille having such a good time is adorable!

The second Sylvia stepped into this very suspicious bar, she regretted that she was always seduced by Camille who jumped up and didn't know about it.This bar is completely different from the clean and bright appearance of the Three Broomsticks. It is a dark and dirty hut, exuding a strange smell that makes Sylvia wonder what it is that made Camille frown and look Painfully endured the smell to come to this bar.

After throwing a dozen cleaning spells on the high chair in the corner, Sylvia reluctantly sat on it. After breaking down and performing the same operation on the same dirty high table, Sylvia complained: " Why on earth are you here? You are an adult, can't you buy alcoholic beverages at the Three Broomsticks!"

"Hagrid said there are many interesting guys in the Pig's Head Bar." Camille scanned the room eagerly, and Sylvia followed suit. Almost everyone covered their faces suspiciously in wide cloaks or strange bandages. ..well, it was 'fun' indeed...

"Remember our dragon! The dragon egg that Hagrid bought here...Although, cough, that guy was actually Quirrell who was possessed by 'that person'..." At Sylvia's stare Looking at it, Camille looked away resentfully and closed her mouth, but after a few seconds, she tried to restore the reputation of this bar, "Oh, and also, Hagrid said the fire whiskey here is amazing! Rosmerta The lady won't give me that, will she!"

Before Sylvia could retort, Camille ran to the bar to order a drink, shoving a dusty, filthy bottle into her hand with lightning speed, "butter beer !” As she spoke, she poured a small cup of highly alcoholic drink that was smoking and burning into her mouth in one breath, and after swallowing, Camille’s cheeks turned slightly red, and she let out a hearty exclamation, “Cool! Already!"

Sylvia threw away the bottle in disgust, "You bought Fire Whiskey for yourself, but butter beer for me? It's still so dirty! Are you sure it hasn't expired?!"

"Uh...it shouldn't have expired...but look, I can't make you drunk, at least until I'm [-]% sure that I can subdue you." Camille shrugged and threw Syl with his bare hands. Via opened the iron cap of the bottle of butter beer, took out a tissue from her pocket, and turned it into an elegant tall crystal glass, poured yellow-orange butter beer into it, at least it looked delicious Many, "I don't want to see Principal Dumbledore's obituary printed in the next day's newspaper. The murderer is not 'that person' but you who are drunk. Crystal glass, high-end goods, drink!"

Reluctantly staying, staring at Camille not to order a third glass of Flame Whiskey, the door of the bar was opened, and a few familiar faces walked in - Hermione and Harry, looking for a seat in their suspicious A few seconds after downloading, another large group of people rushed in.

First came Neville and a batch of Gryffindors (the others, Camille couldn't name them even though they had Gryffindor badges embroidered on their clothes), then some Hufflepuffs, and even Laura. There were a few in Wenclaw, such as Qiu Zhang, who Camille could name, and Chrissy, who was only in the second grade.At the end were Fred, George, and their friend Lee Jordan, all three carrying large paper bags full of things they bought at Zoko's Joke Shop.Naturally, no Slytherins would be involved in such an occasion.

"Wow, it seems that they finally found the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" The words were excited and surprised, but Sylvia was able to express a sense of irony in a plain way.

"Yeah, hehe, I almost forgot to tell you," Camille rolled his eyes and turned his head away from the bunch of chattering little wizards, "The one Granger came up with in the end was Potter, surprise!"— ——As Sylvia's other half, Camille has learned more and more like her when learning her ironic word choice and intonation.

In a chaotic bar, even though the group of children were more excited, Sylvia's human ears still couldn't hear what they were talking about, so she could only sip the butterbeer that was poured into a crystal cup boredly, looking at the card. Mir stared blankly at the wooden table, as if she was abusing her extraordinary hearing.

After the group of people left in a fight, Sylvia woke up Camille, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing interesting, just listen to a group of people chasing after Potter, everyone signs a name, and then their small organization gets a name."

"naming?"

"Well, DA guess what the abbreviation is."

"Eh... Defense Association? Although it sounds too serious."

"Although it was the abbreviation of the Defense Association at the beginning, it is also the abbreviation of 'Dumbledore's Army'." Camille shrugged with a look of unwillingness to agree.

Sylvia also narrowed her eyes and shook her head, "It's a good thing we didn't go, do they really want to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts or are they just trying to piss her off after Umbridge finds out?"

"If by Defense Against the Dark Arts you mean the Disarming Charm, they do seem to be planning to learn it, but if you're talking about defense against 'that person'..." Camille didn't go on, but looked at her The way she looked down to drink the newly bought butter beer showed her dismissive attitude.

"We have to think on the bright side, Cam," Sylvia snickered, "Isn't it a happy thing for them to finally pass the OWLs in the name of learning super powerful defense skills?"

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No matter how stupid the name of Hermione's 'student organization' is, things seem to be going well. At least Sylvia hasn't heard any leaks, and even the card who occasionally goes back to the Gryffindor dormitory for a few nights Mill didn't really feel that in the peaceful campus life, under Umbridge's eyes, Harry and Hermione were engaging in 'illegal activities' with a group of students.

But the calm lasted for about a month. At the beginning of cold November, after Gryffindor's first Quidditch match, the famous Harry Potter, Gryffindor's Seeker, because Slytherin's Crabbe and Goyle's provocation started, and as a result, he was banned by Umbridge along with the Weasley brother George who also fought together.

At the same time, another huge bad news came——Education Order No. 20 No. [-]——the senior investigator will have the highest authority on all punishments, sanctions, and deprivation of rights involving Hogwarts students, and will have the highest authority on other teachers Such penalties, sanctions and deprivation of rights imposed are subject to modification.

"I really hope that the twins' gadgets can be completed as soon as possible." Sylvia looked at a brand new notice on the bulletin board at the entrance of the auditorium, and said with emotion.

"You're right, I'll take them both to an empty classroom tomorrow and give them 'individual tutoring'!" Knowing that Harry's suspension was decided after Umbridge vetoed Professor McGonagall's lighter punishment With a new decision, Camille is gearing up to teach this pink toad a lesson.