Hogwarts: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Hermione at the back end

"What's wrong with the professor?"

"Horace, what's going on outside?"

“......"

Everyone asked.

The expressions on their faces were confused and anxious, and they talked to each other for a short ~ time.

"Guys! "

Professor Slughorn's expression turned serious.

"The Dark Lord's dementors and werewolves are heading here,

Everyone had to stay in the castle.

Do not go out at will. "

Hearing the news, even those who were invited to the school couldn't help but change their faces.

Looks very frightened.

I wanted to leave, but I found that I couldn't even get out of the door.

Two tall gargoyles stood in front of the door, one on the left and one on the right.

Slughorn didn't have the heart to comfort the frightened people.

He also had to take charge of sending the other young wizards in the castle back to the common room, telling them not to run around.

"Harry, you're here to help keep order!"

With a word to Harry, he hurried outside.

Harry, despite his resentment, obeyed Professor Slughorn's orders.

Pull Ron and the others to try to maintain order and calm everyone down.

However, the effect does not look too good.

Many of the upperclassmen nodded only slightly at Harry's words.

Then he continued to talk to himself, not even oblivious to Harry being by his side.

And the little wizards who were in the same grade as Harry or younger.

Then follow the example of the senior grades.

After many attempts to no avail, Harry simply stopped wasting time and pulled Ron to start talking in a whisper.

"Harry, do you think the professors can handle it?"

Ron's expression looked a little worried.

Harry's expression was hesitant, too:

"I guess that's fine.

Not to mention Dumbledore's ......"

"But Dumbledore went to the Ministry of Magic!"

"Harry, it's not for us to worry about......"

Ron saw that Harry was still chattering and couldn't help but interject.

Although he and Harry were best friends, there were times when he couldn't help but feel that Harry was thinking too highly of himself.

Why would he think he could do that even the professors were not sure about?

You know, they're just a bunch of young wizards who haven't graduated yet.

It is not even said that he did not even take the wizard primary exam.

When Harry heard Ron's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then as if he had hurt his self-esteem:

"But we have to help protect Hogwarts!"

"No! Harry.

What we need is to stay here honestly.

Don't cause trouble to the professors. "

“......"

A corner of the crowd.

Braun's group of people are really sitting on the couch and drinking tea.

Compared to the panic of the rest of the room, he was much calmer here.

In addition to Braun and the others, the Slytherins also gathered around as if they were huddling together to keep warm.

After all, even Braun's accomplishments are not to be mentioned.

The identity of the other party's prefect alone is enough to make the students of the same academy involuntarily approach at this time.

No matter when, people's hearts will not change.

"Braun, there's a quarrel over there!"

Daphne said, gesturing in Ron's direction.

Braun glanced up and knew what was going on.

It's nothing more than a contradiction between the two hairs, one who wants to go out and help the professor.

One thinks it's right to stay here. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

A little snake who looked at Harry Potter was a little unpleasant and said angrily:

"Potter, that guy always thinks too much of himself, and after all, we're just a young wizard who is still underage.

Could it be that he felt he could do the professors a favor?

It would be nice not to be held back."

The other little snakes also nodded. []

"They quarrel with them. We don't have to care.

The professors will take care of the things out there.

And it is not so easy to fight on multiple fronts.

It is believed that it will not be long before the Defense Against the Dark Arts Department will send someone to solve these matters. "

Braun said calmly to everyone.

Braun's words caught the attention of the small snakes around him.

At the same time, it also relaxes most nervous people.

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It's really Braun's indifferent expression that is too believable.

So much so that it didn't take long.

The little snakes began to talk and laugh.

I don't take anything out there seriously.

"Senior Braun, what is Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

A daring little wizard couldn't help but ask.

Braun glanced at each other and saw that everyone was a little curious.

In addition, this is not a very important secret, so it was also explained.

"The Department of Defence Against the Dark Arts is a new department of the Ministry of Magic, under the exclusive management of the Wizengamot.

The International Confederation of Wizards sends members.

A law enforcement agency established to protect member states from dark wizards.

The members inside are the elite of various countries.

With a variety of powerful magic items, the combat power is stronger than the Auror office of the Ministry of Magic. "

Hearing Braun's explanation, the little wizards were shocked.

The Aurors were already extremely powerful wizards in their eyes.

After all, to become an Auror, you don't just have to get more than ten O's on the ordinary wizard level exam.

It is also necessary to have a good grade or above in the Advanced Wizard Rank Exam.

He is proficient in charms, herbalogy, and potions.

And you have to go through a year of training to become an official Auror.

For an ordinary Auror, he can beat at least three ordinary wizards.

And Braun's Defence Against the Dark Arts turned out to be even more powerful than the Aurors.

And how can this not shock them.

But they were still immersed in Braun's depictions.

Not far away, Harry began to moth again.

"Go! Kill them!"

"Don't let a Muggle go!"

Harry's brain was as heavy as lead.

All kinds of chaotic voices came from his ears.

This is accompanied by a variety of blurry images.

He felt the scar on his forehead get hotter and hotter, like a red-hot soldering iron.

He frantically tried to banish these thoughts from his mind, but the results were very unsatisfactory.

Not only is there no effect, not to mention.

On the contrary, it made the picture in front of him clearer and clearer.