From Azkaban To Hogwarts

The suspension of a Deputy Minister of Magic is no small matter. The Daily Prophet conducted a full week of follow-up reports to follow up on this news.

But it is a pity that the Daily Prophet is no longer praising the deputy minister like before, but is sparing no effort to expose every illegal deed during her tenure.

Ordinary magazines are also unwilling to let go of this hot topic. Although they cannot get first-hand news like the Daily Prophet, there is always no problem in getting some news in other fields.

"Look, look, today's magazines are simply..."

At the dinner table, Professor Taylor brought the magazine to William and the others with a surprised look on his face, and then sighed, "Today's magazines are really getting more and more bottomless."

A group of professors watched curiously, and William immediately saw the large picture of Umbridge and the shocking title in the magazine on the left.

"The top-secret relationship history of former Deputy Minister Umbridge!" 》

This headline seemed quite eye-catching. William thought about the reports he had seen these days. Indeed, they did not say much about Umbridge's relationship history - are the reporters of this newspaper so powerful?

"How dare they?"

The first professor who saw the content made a sound of surprise, with disbelief written on his face.

Then, the magazine in his hand was taken over by Adams. However, within a minute, a similar look appeared on Adams' face.

"what happens--"

William asked as he took the magazine and read the reports.

In less than half a minute, he was also dumbfounded.

[...As the woman behind the mysterious man and his only warmth...]

William handed the magazine to the next professor, and then his whole person became unhappy - Speaking of which, the Dark Lord will be resurrected this year, right?

Do you want to keep an eye on the editors and offices of this magazine?

Will he be assassinated? Will he be the first to be assassinated?

Do magazines these days dare to report on everything in order to increase readership?

"Professor Taylor, what is this magazine?"

He asked Professor Taylor in a trance, determined to make this magazine one of the top three targets for a raid after the Dark Lord's resurrection - maybe a little low?

"My wife's friend lent it to her. I saw it yesterday and took it with me when I had breakfast at work today."

Professor Taylor spread his hands, "It is said that this is the best-selling magazine this month."

'It is also the magazine that dies the fastest...'

William really didn't know who gave those people courage. It took him a long time to figure out one thing - for most people in the wizarding world, the Dark Lord has disappeared for a full ten years, and it is almost certain that the Dark Lord is dead. .

Especially this year, another wave of hidden Death Eaters was captured, which made people in the wizarding world feel that the fear brought by the Dark Lord could be over.

To put it bluntly, this is just the beginning of this magazine. If the Dark Lord really cannot be resurrected, maybe the bookstores near Knockturn Alley will gradually appear in the bookstores near Knockturn Alley with a series of special books such as mysterious figures who have become effeminate...

'But the Dark Lord is about to be resurrected...'

‘We have to find a way to provide the information to Dumbledore, and ask him to arrange to keep an eye on the people in the magazine. Fortunately, Dumbledore believed in the prediction made by Professor Trelawney, which was very convincing. ’

William sighed and shook his head for those who dared to challenge their limits.

——

"Have you read that magazine?"

"Look! What about you?"

"I didn't buy it. It's out of stock. That's very nice!"

"Yes, yes, and the mysterious man was really handsome when he was young!"

"I don't know where they got that photo from - let me tell you, Umbridge is not worthy of him!"

"The professor is here!"

When Professor McGonagall came to the classroom, everyone stopped talking. There is currently no one in Hogwarts who dares to challenge Professor McGonagall's authority in the classroom.

Although everyone wanted to continue the unfinished topic, no one expected that at the end of the class, Professor McGonagall suddenly brought up an explosive topic, which even completely overwhelmed the topic about Umri. All Qi's topics directly became the most mainstream chatter in Hogwarts for the next period of time.

"The Yule Ball is coming up. It's a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to socialize with foreign guests. Well, the ball is only open to students in their fourth year and above - but that's only in theory. .”

Professor McGonagall looked around the audience, "If any of you receive the invitation to become the dance partner of the senior class, then you can also participate in this Christmas dance."

"So, children trying to stay at school until after Christmas, please make sure you get an invitation or we will refuse your entry."

"In addition, students staying in school to participate in the dance need to prepare their formal robes," Professor McGonagall stared at the third-year students below. "The dance will be held in the auditorium at eight o'clock on Christmas Eve and end at twelve midnight. Listen - "

She sounded lighter, "The Yule Ball certainly gives us a chance to - well - let our hair down and relax."

Professor McGonagall said in a disapproving tone, completely ignoring her usual way of pulling her hair up tightly.

"But that doesn't mean we're going to relax our expectations of the behavior of Hogwarts students. I would be devastated if a Gryffindor student brought the school into disrepute in any way."

But no one cares about that anymore - if Professor McGonagall wasn't still there, everyone could almost lift the roof off.

Especially Ginny in the back row, she buried her head in her arms as if she had thought of something.

"Okay, get out of class is over."

After many years of teaching career, Professor McGonagall is very aware that these children are going crazy with joy - the students staying in school this Christmas are estimated to account for more than half of the students.

But she was in a good mood and walked out without any management.

Before she could walk out of the corridor, the classroom behind her was already boiling.

"The next class is for the fourth grade - I have to tell Potter specifically to let him know that he needs to lead the dance..."

Professor McGonagall thought about the course, "In addition, Albus has to sign those documents again - the only bad thing about Umbridge going in is that the successor is still in chaos, and many things can't be sorted out. I handed it over like that before..."

——

The news of the Christmas Ball spread like crazy among the students as if it had grown on legs.

At present, both the news of Umbridge's arrest and the magazine report about Umbridge have become a thing of the past.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall announced the news for the second time in the same morning, so the fourth grade students did not have to force themselves to pretend to have heard the news when they heard the content again.

Everyone was having fun there, which made Professor McGonagall couldn't help but say a few more words, and finally called Harry to stop.

"Potter, every warrior has his own mate——"

When Professor McGonagall told Harry the news nervously, Harry's first reaction was - Professor, aren't you here to provide some information?

He looked at Professor McGonagall in confusion, trying to hear some hidden message from the professor's words.

What if Professor McGonagall can't say it directly like Hagrid and can only remind her in various ways...

But after he and Professor McGonagall stared at each other for a while, and Professor McGonagall had to add, "The partner you brought to the ball..." Harry finally realized that the professor had no intention of providing additional information. help.

Almost subconsciously, he replied, "Qiu, of course it's Qiu."

As he spoke, he realized that Qiu was not present, and this was not a question about Hermione's death - yes, Harry felt that dealing with the fire dragon was much easier than dealing with this kind of question.

"Autumn?"

Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment, not expecting to get such an answer from Harry.

There was no way - after a series of major events including the Triwizard Tournament and Rita's and Umbridge's accidents, she was so busy that she had no time to notice what was going on in the castle.

The news has spread among the professors, but no one can go to Professor McGonagall's office to gossip about this kind of news.

If you think about it, you will know that if someone dares to talk to Professor McGonagall about this kind of thing alone, the professor will definitely feel that that professor has too little work and should share more work.

Therefore, Professor McGonagall's original plan to persuade Harry to find a dance partner, and not to disrupt the tradition and lead to one less team of warriors leading the dance, was stillborn.

Suddenly, Professor McGonagall didn't know what to say.

"Autumn?"

She thought about it and finally thought, "Is it that Cho Zhang from Ravenclaw?"

Harry blushed. Only now did he realize what kind of problem he was talking to the professor - and it was Professor McGonagall...

sky…

He didn't know what to say, and his tone became incoherent, "Well, Professor, I will definitely follow the tradition, and I will also perform well next... I mean practice dancing well so that I don't feel so..."

"Very well, this is a traditional custom. You have to behave well, Potter..."

Mag finally adjusted and happily accepted the fact. She nodded, "Practice your dance well and don't be compared to other academy warriors!"

This is quite untraditional, but what Professor McGonagall said cannot be doubted.

——

By lunchtime, the whole school knew about the dance.

The students in the third grade and below were excited and obviously very dissatisfied with the fact that they were not brought to the dance, but it had no effect.

Because almost all senior students are determined to participate in this exotic dance, and a special opening has been opened for the dance to allow juniors to participate.

After four or five children successfully obtained invitations, everyone dispersed and began to use connections to attend the dance.

Whether it's a club, whether you've traded Chocolate Frog cards, or even just acquaintances - just get involved.

However, Harry was not among the lively crowd. Ron and Hermione waited for him specifically, intending to ask Professor McGonagall why he was left alone.

"...It's that simple. Professor McGonagall told me that I need to find a dance partner to lead the dance together."

Harry spread his hands and said everything he knew.

"You must have danced with Cho," Ron smiled broadly.

Harry nodded in approval.

"Then why don't we go back and try on the dresses?"

"You really want to do this?"

Hermione looked at the two people who were about to return to the lounge in confusion, "Don't you plan to invite your dance partners first?"

Ron was stunned for a moment, but Harry decided to believe Hermione unconditionally - after all, her proposal really worked.

“Invite first, and it’s best to make it public—if you’re sure you won’t be rejected.”

Ron was hesitant, but Harry didn't have much trust in Ron in this regard - he could leave his back to Ron, but that wouldn't work.

——

"good afternoon."

William walked into the classroom with a smile, and was surprised to find that the classroom was full of students - not just from Hogwarts, but also students from other schools who were allowed to observe.

After being stunned for a moment, William immediately thought of the reason - he had also heard the news of the prom being spread at the dinner table, and the current situation was that most of the seventh-grade students were concentrated on his side.

This group of people may be here for class, but William does not rule out that these people are taking advantage of the open class to come here to find suitable dance partners...

'That's outrageous...what do you think of my class...'

He was a little angry and wanted to laugh at the same time - if it weren't for the fact that some students didn't understand the language and he didn't give the seventh-grade class exams from beginning to end, he would have had to take out a pile of papers at this moment.

But the problem is not big, there is no paper, it is still feasible to show your skills.

‘Let’s advance the content of the next class and give these new students a warning. ’

He thought without changing his face, then clapped his hands, "Welcome, welcome, it seems that there are many new students here today."

"Let's dim the light first."

He waved his wand, and the curtains were pulled down, then became thicker, making the room suddenly dark.

"There are many new students today. In order to make the teaching content more intuitive, we have slightly changed the content of today's course."

As he spoke, he tapped his wand on the lectern, and a hazy ball of light lit up.

"Be prepared, keep your eyes open! Be careful! They're coming!"

William reminded the students, "Three, two, one!"

He gently knocked on the ball of light, and the next moment, a dragon breathing flames emerged directly from the ball of light, and a huge roar filled the entire classroom.

The next moment, it rushed straight towards the students. It rushed into the crowd of students like a Mercedes-Benz truck. For a moment, the classroom was filled with the screams of the students.

Although everyone knew it was fake at the moment, when it pounced on it so realistically, everyone forgot about it.

A few students even began to recite the spell very nervously, but unfortunately, before they cast the spell, William accurately lowered their wands and let it lie on the table.

…

"get out of class is over."

William announced with satisfaction - his transformation skills seemed to have improved a little bit.

"Um, professor, can you...wait a moment?"

Just as William was about to leave, he was stopped by those foreign students, whose English was cut off abruptly several times.