Aphasia at Hogwarts

Dumbledore also stood up after Lockhart finished his Valentine's Day event.

Facing this wise elder, the students maintained a higher degree of attention and respect than Lockhart. When he stood up, all the students looked at him.

"Professor Lockhart's arrangement has given me some inspiration, and I have also prepared an event for everyone." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Hearing Dumbledore's words, the students below began to boil, because this has never happened before. In the past, Valentine's Day was just a small fight among the students, and it would not rise to the level of the school at all.

That's why a Lockhart came this year, and made a little Eros who didn't know what to do.

Dumbledore actually arranged an event, which had to make the students curious, and seeing the expressions of other professors, they all knew about this, because none of the professors showed surprise.

Except for Lockhart, though the students had automatically ruled him out.

"I said, it's not good, Dumbledore, why didn't you tell me in advance, I don't want to see the embarrassing scenes of students praising my activities and not paying attention to your activities." Lockhart loudly Said, but no one paid attention to him.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and countless bright white pieces of paper fell from the sky like rain.

The pieces of paper fell in front of each student, tied on their right hands, and then deformed into a bracelet made of silver and white jade.

"This will be a very interesting game." Dumbledore said with a smile, and he didn't explain until everyone's surprise passed and they looked at him.

"This bracelet will randomly have problems. What you need to do is to answer those questions as quickly as possible when it has problems. Every time you answer a question correctly, the color of the bracelet will change a little until it is completely When it gets dark, it will give you a time, and you need to come to the auditorium during that time for the next round of breakthrough."

"The final winner will be rewarded with 100 Galleons."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, the students below immediately fell into a boil. The reward of 100 gold galleons was not a small sum in anyone's eyes. Even Malfoy, who came from a big family, had a flash in his eyes. fiery.

This is worth four months of his pocket money.

"Besides, there is one more thing I want you to know." Dumbledore waved his hand to silence the students below.

"In this event, two people can form a team. You only need to offset your bracelets with other people's bracelets. Of course, if two people form a team, the number of answers to questions will not be reduced, and you need to Only when both wristbands turn black can I get that time."

The students below became even more excited, and many of them had already started to look at each other with a connection in their eyes.

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Really interesting event.

After breakfast, Guan Qiong and the trio left the auditorium, ready to go to their first class, Guan Qiong looked at the bracelet on her wrist, thinking.

Just now, the first question appeared on the bracelet, asking what the purpose of the werewolf council was, and Guan Qiong answered easily.

Of course, he wrote directly with magic power, and this bracelet can also recognize it.

Beside him, Hermione had just finished answering the first question, and a tiny black spot appeared on both of their bracelets, like a drop of ink on a clean white canvas.

Harry and Ron, on the other hand, were still thinking about their problems. Obviously, this was a little difficult for them.

But all this stopped when the two took out their notebooks. Harry and Ron flipped through the notebooks they carried with them, as if looking for the notes on them, and after writing something down, they got what they wanted as they wished. Answer the questions on the bracelet.

"It's not too difficult." Ron said happily, closing his notebook.

Hermione glanced at Ron and said nothing, she pretended not to notice anything unusual.

So did Guan Qiong, and the two remained silent until the dwarves stood in their way.

"I have a message for the soundtrack to be conveyed to Guan Qiong personally." The leading dwarf stood up and said, and then prepared to strike the harp with an aggressive posture.

"Two," said another dwarf next to the one.

"Three," continued the next dwarf.

"Four."

"Five."

"Sixteen."

After the last dwarf finished speaking, his face was depressed.

He has three messages in his hand, and he will play them three times later.

Ron stared dumbfounded at the dwarves in front of him, then turned his head to look at Guan Qiong.

He did not expect that Guan Qiong would be so popular. The day just started, and he received sixteen greeting cards.

But looking at the current scene, it seems that this greeting card is not so easy to collect.

But at this moment, the dwarf at the beginning suddenly looked at Ron next to him, "Ron Weasley, I have a message from you, you have to wait here."

Ron's face froze, he took a step back, looked at the gloomy and extremely rough dwarf in front of him, and quickly shook his head, "No, no, thank you, I don't want to hear it."

At this moment, there were already some students gathered around, and Ron had a feeling that if he really listened to that message in public, then he could also study in another school.

"And yours, Harry Potter, you have a message too," said the little man.

Harry also took a step back, swallowed, a little flustered.

The surrounding students became restless, and the communication became louder, which was mixed with a lot of laughter.

There seemed to be familiar voices, such as Fred and George.

"It's Fred and George!" Ron said angrily. Others might not be able to hear it, but he is their younger brother, so how could he not be able to tell? Block, he didn't see his two troublesome brothers.

At this time, the dwarf had already started to play, with an affectionate expression on his face, he looked at Guan Qiong who was silent, and was about to start singing.

Then he shut up, covering his mouth tightly with both hands, his eyes protruding, full of surprise.

He felt his body was out of control.

Guan Qiong waved her wand lightly, looked at the twelve dwarves in front of her, and sighed.

It's really not worrying.

Fortunately, his condition has recovered well, and some magic can be cast, otherwise he really doesn't know what to do.

It is impossible to end up fighting these dwarfs hand to hand, that would be too embarrassing.

Of course, it was impossible to hear them finish singing, he had to go to class, and there was no need to torture himself, he just had a full meal, and he didn't want to throw up in nausea.