Hogwarts Card Drawer

"Why didn't she go and investigate it herself?" Cronos rebuffed very dissatisfied.

"She is the senior investigator at Hogwarts, Master Chronos." Mr. Filch hurried a few steps to follow Chronos' ass.

"So?" Cronos said lazily without looking back.

"So she may not have time to deal with these problems!"

"Heh...heh..." Cronos sneered.

They turned the corner of the corridor in front of them together, and the originally quiet atmosphere suddenly became noisy. It was Fred and George demonstrating the latest product of their joke shop.

"Headless hat!" George yelled, and Fred waved a pointed hat decorated with pink feathers. "Two Jin Jialongs and one, please look at you."

Fred put the hat on his head with a smile, he looked silly for a moment, and then the hat disappeared with his head.

Several girls screamed, and the others burst into laughter.

"Taking off the hat!" George shouted, and Fred pretended to fumble his shoulders with his hands for a while, his head reappeared, and the pink feathered hat was taken off.

"Brothers Weasley are definitely good magicians." Cronos was also distracted, watching Fred and George carefully, "Obviously it is an invisible curse, but they expanded the invisible area to include magical objects. Outside is also quite clever...but I don’t think this kind of magic will last long."

"Should you stop them?" Mr. Filch asked respectfully behind Cronos. "According to the senior inspection at Hogwarts, Professor Dolores Umbridge’s order, no one is allowed in The use of Weasley in Hogwarts Castle..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted mercilessly by Cronos. "Put away your extremely boring rhetoric! If Hogwarts are handed in according to the standards of the Ministry of Magic, I am afraid that they will only be handed over to fools who will only pass the exam."

"But..." Mr. Filch was still unwilling, he still liked this order very much, and he didn't like other people casting magic in front of him very much.

"You have to think clearly, no one can do the second year as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." After Cronos said, regardless of Mr. Filch, he went back to the public in Slytherin. Going to the lounge, he still has a mountain of homework waiting for him!

Early the next morning, Cronos walked into the auditorium as usual to enjoy his breakfast. But the atmosphere of the auditorium made Cronos feel a little strange.

He looked at the staff desk, and there was a different sight. Cronos finally saw Professor Dumbledore once since the beginning of school. He looked a lot haggard. Under the half-moon-shaped lenses, the dark circles under his eyes became much thicker.

At this moment, Professor Dumbledore was talking closely with Professor McGonagall, and both of them had extremely serious faces. Professor Sprout at the other end leaned the "Daily Prophet" on the bottle of ketchup, and concentrated on reading the contents of the first page. The spoon was held in the air, and even the egg yolk in the spoon dripped on his leg. .

Professor Umbridge, sitting at the top of the table, was the strangest. She was drinking oatmeal at the moment. For the first time, her toad eyes did not search the auditorium for misbehaving students. He frowned to eat and glanced viciously at Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall from time to time.

"What the **** is going on?" Cronos mumbled and sat opposite Daphne, and she buried her head deeply in today's morning paper.

"Uh, my God..." Daphne exclaimed, and she couldn't help putting down the newspaper in her hand.

"What's wrong? What a fuss." Cronos asked.

"...It's terrible." Daphne folded the tenth edition and handed it to Chronos.

"Azkaban has escaped from prison, and the Ministry is worried that there are still escaped Death Eaters summoning them."

"Death Eaters? Haha..." Cronos sneered, "I'm afraid that the Death Eaters didn't escape on a large scale, but slipped out one by one, until there is no one in Azkaban, ours Minister Fudge just found out!"

"Hush!" Daphne looked worriedly at the position of Professor Umbridge, "It's not this version, it's here." Daphne carefully pointed to Cronos with her hand.

"The tragic death of a staff member of the Ministry of Magic

Last night, Brodrick Bird, 49, a staff member of the Ministry of Magic, was found dead on his hospital bed. He was strangled to death by a potted plant.

San Mongo Hospital promised to conduct a full investigation. At that time, the medical staff had arrived at the scene, but they still could not save Bird. The deceased was admitted to the hospital a few weeks ago because of a work-related injury.

Medical worker Melim Straut, the head of Bird's ward, was suspended from work yesterday and refused to comment. But the hospital’s spokesperson stated:

‘San Mongo’s Hospital deeply regrets Byrd’s death and his health has been steadily recovering before this tragic incident.

We all have strict regulations on the decorations in the ward, but at the time the healer Straut was busy with Christmas, ignoring the danger of the potted plants by Bird's bed.

As Bird’s language and behavioral abilities were recovering, Straut encouraged him to take care of the pot of plants, without realizing that it was not an innocent flying flower, but a section cut from the devil’s trap. So when Bird, who was getting healed, touched it, he was immediately strangled to death. ’

St. Mongo’s Hospital still can’t explain why this pot of plants appeared in the ward~www.readwn.com~ is now asking all the wizards who know to provide clues. "

"Bod..." Cronos said, "Bod, you're familiar."

"You should have seen him." Daphne whispered. "At the Merlin's ceremony, he was also the recipient of the Merlin Medal."

"At the end of 1995, he was injured by a Death Eater while hunting down a Death Eater. Bode lost the ability to speak and his brain became abnormal. He always thought he was a teapot." Daphne said.

"So, you want to say that Bode's death is not that simple?" Cronos took a bite of oatmeal.

"Don't you think it's scary to put these two news together?" Daphne is no longer in the mood to eat. "The Death Eaters just escaped from prison, and Bod, who participated in the round of Death Eaters, died in the hospital strangely. "

"Yeah." Cronos nodded, "There is a certain possibility that you say that, but I think he really might have been strangled to death by the Devil's Vine. After all, you said it too, he doesn't mind. It's so easy, he always thought he was a teapot."