Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher

Chapter 227 Fernon is really not easy

Dumbledore waved his wand.

The lion cubs and snake cubs were forced to separate.

"The last night of this school year, let's make some good impressions." He said softly, and waved his hand again, his magic surged, forcing the aggrieved students to sit back.

The students sat down obediently.

It's just that from time to time there will be a few little lions and little snakes grinning.

"This year has been a long one," Dumbledore said softly. "A lot has happened at Hogwarts."

"For example, the Triwizard Tournament, although there are some special circumstances, but it still has a good result."

Speaking of this, he paused for a while: "Speaking of the Triwizard Tournament, I have to say a few more words like a normal old man."

"I think you've all seen a second-rate newspaper like the Daily Prophet."

The little wizards let out a burst of laughter.

"But as the witnesses of the Triwizard Tournament, you are the audience from the beginning to the end, and you must be able to distinguish how many lies there are in the "Daily Prophet."

"Harry was framed from the start, remember those two extra notes that spewed out of the Goblet of Fire?"

"That group of people has been planning for a long time."

His reminder made the little wizards finally remember what happened at the Halloween dinner.

There were signs of everything from the very beginning.

After the discussion gradually died down, Dumbledore continued: "Then, under the strong request of Vice-Principal McGonagall, I feel that I have to shoulder some of the responsibilities that the Headmaster should have."

"Here, as the headmaster, I make a request to you."

"No matter this summer vacation or the next school year, I hope you can study hard. In recent years, the grades of owls and newts have dropped slightly."

"The number of students getting "0" and "E" grades has increased, but the proportion has decreased."

Professor McGonagall turned her head dissatisfied.

Is that lower?
is a lot!
It's just that Harry and the others still have some expectations for that year, let's just do whatever else.

The little wizards looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

Although the headmaster should indeed urge the students to study hard, it is incredible that these words came out of Dumbledore's mouth.

The next sentence exposed Dumbledore's true nature.

"Of course, before studying hard, let's enjoy the dinner tonight!"

"Let us also welcome the distinguished guests from Beauxbaton and Durmstrang who came from afar again!"

The students cheered.

Next, there was no Academy Cup awarding session, which disappointed the Ravenclaws. This year, they took the first place—although three days ago, Gryffindor was the first, and Slater was the second. Forest.

When the semester started this year, the professors had repeatedly told them not to fight or fight in front of students from other schools.

Especially after Harry became a warrior.

The Gryffindors are even more restrained. They want to have the best school year-getting the Academy Cup and the Triwizard Cup together.Their rivalry with the Slytherins became the professors' favorite, classroom rivalry.

The college scores soared.

Even this year George and Fred are positive scoring.

Although in the last three days, the original shape was revealed.

Both colleges were deducted [-] to [-] points, allowing Ravenclaw, who was originally ranked third, to immediately counterattack.

The dinner party is going on.

The Gryffindors carefully set off fireworks and attacked the little snakes under the nose of the professor.

The little snakes couldn't bear to be harassed, but there were no fireworks, and it was impossible to go to Gryffindor to buy them. At this time, the kind little badgers appeared and sold the fireworks in their hands to the little snakes.

The base model is only six Knuts!

The Badgers had a steady supply of fireworks - they only had to buy them from the Weasley brothers for five knuts.

Fleur pulled Hermione and discussed things like beauty magic and magic perfume.

Krum came over.

"Congratulations." He held a glass with fresh carrot juice in it.

"Thanks, some whiskey?" Harry shook the bottle at him.

"No." Krum shook his head decisively. He has the self-discipline of a professional athlete. "I can't drink alcohol."

Harry nodded.

"I want to ask, do you know where Mr. Karkaroff has gone?" Krum said anxiously, "He hasn't shown up since the night of the Triwizard Tournament."

This is far more terrifying than not winning the Triwizard Tournament.

He came out to participate in a competition and lost his principal.

Who can accept this?
"I don't know." Harry shook his head.

Not only did he not know, Snape didn't know either.No one has contacted him since that night.

Krum responded suspiciously: "Mr. Potter, you really don't know?"

"Of course." Harry nodded, "Why don't you ask the almighty Professor Dumbledore?"

Krum sighed: "I asked, I also asked Professor Snape, but they all said they didn't know."

The principal is lost, and even going back to Durmstrang is a problem. Is it possible to go back like this and tell the professors and students at the school that we went out to participate in a competition, and the principal is lost?
the next day.

Beauxbaton's carriage flew away.

Mademoiselle Fleur Delacour also took a piece of the little wizard's heart.

Krum and the others stood on the boat, staring at the shore of the Black Lake, very at a loss. Could it be that they will stay at Hogwarts until Karkaroff returns?
Fortunately, Professor Flitwick was kind enough to send them on their way. Oh, no, to send them home.

Stop by and explain it to them.

The young wizards of Hogwarts also boarded the train back to London.

The Dursleys followed suit.

This is the first time for them to take a wizard train, but the experience is no different from that of ordinary people's train - if those flying fireworks and weird creatures that crawl around are ignored.

Those snacks interested Dudley.

but.
It was only a momentary interest, and the taste was no better than the snacks he ate. Although wizards have food magic, ordinary people also have food crafts.

Only Bibido's Strange Flavored Beans made Dudley a little addicted to it. He had never eaten a snack with so many flavors—he had eaten all the way, but he hadn't tasted many repeated flavors.

Sirius and Lupine also went back with Harry and the others.

Lupine had to take advantage of this time to rest well. Although the Weasley brothers were prostituted by Ludo for a batch of fireworks, their reputation was successfully established, and the summer vacation was destined to be busy—even with the help of George and Fred.

The train stops at King's Cross station.

They bid farewell to parting.

"So how do we get home?" Sirius took out a pocket, eager to move, "How about motorcycles, I still have two here, Dudley can drive one by himself."

Dudley raised his hand excitedly: "I'm fine."

He loves motorcycles very much, but no matter how much he asks, Fanon and Petunia will not agree, that thing is too dangerous in their eyes.

"I don't think it's a good choice." Fernon shook his head, his face was a little ugly, and he stared at Harry, "We can definitely take a taxi, and I can still afford it."

"Harry?" Sirius ignored him and looked at his godson.

Harry shook his head, "I'm afraid not."

Sirius was taken aback, and he looked around: "Hey, don't worry, we'll find a corner later and use a Muggle-repelling spell, so no one will find out."

"No, that's not the question." Harry interrupted him, "It's my car being ridden by a hat, and we agreed to meet at my aunt's."

Petunia and Feinon couldn't understand.

The hat is a person?

Or is it really a hat?
"The Sorting Hat?" Sirius was taken aback and sighed, "Well, since it's it"

"Then shall we take a taxi back?"

Fernon breathed a sigh of relief, they walked out of the train station and held out their hands to flag down a taxi.

Petunia and Dudley went in first, and as soon as Lupine sat down, Sirius was about to get in, grabbing the car door.

Together with Fernon, Harry grabbed him.

"What's wrong?" Sirius looked confused, "I can't get in the car, let me run back? I can."

"A car can only accommodate up to three people." Feinon emphasized, "The space in the car is limited."

Sirius doesn't know the word "limited space" very well. Wizards usually have a traceless stretching spell, like a knight bus. It looks like an ordinary bus on the outside, but it can fit wizards from all over Great Britain into it. .

Lupine looked at Dudley, then at Petunia, and immediately got out: "Sirius, you can take this car."

"I want to be with Harry." Sirius muttered, pressing Lupine's head, trying to push him back.

Lupine grabbed his hand: "Don't make trouble, you are suitable with them."

"I also think that Mr. Lupine might be better." Feinon put forward his own opinion. This Lupine looked very mature, with a reliable temperament that is rarely seen in wizards.

Moreover, although he knew very well that Sirius was wronged, the overwhelming arrest warrants during that time still left too many and deep impressions on him.

Harry lowered his voice. "Sirius is definitely safer."

Lupine stiffened unnaturally.

"At least it's safer than me and Uncle Remus." Harry explained again.

Sirius thought of something.

He nodded, got into the car, and with Dudley's help, fastened his seat belt.

The taxi driver looked at Feinong with pity, and took the twenty pounds he handed over. It was really not easy for a man with two or three silly children.

Vernon quickly stopped the second car.

After getting in the car, he lowered his voice and looked at Lupine: "I think this gentleman is much more reliable than Mr. Black."

"Uncle Remus has a strange disease." Harry explained simply, "When he's not sick, he's the best uncle in the world. It's just that he cares about this disease."

"Just like Professor Dumbledore, who has always cared about those insignificant things."

"Very awkward."

Lupine twitched and said, "That's not a disease."

"It's a disease." Harry took out two books from his pocket, "Hermione and I have done some research, although it was in our spare time, it was a topic for relaxation."

"But this thing, we still have some research results."

Fenon tilted his neck and tried to look.

On the cover of one of the books, there is a word meaning "werewolf".

　New volume tomorrow!New beginning!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)