Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

After a night of revelry, the little wizard was listless in class the next day.

Since the end of the game yesterday, the smile has never disappeared from Harry's face, but in the potions class, Snape still forced him down from the cloud.

After a class, Gryffindor was deducted more than ten points.

Snape not only stared at Harry, he also didn't let Neville go, because deducting points from others requires picking opportunities, but it's too easy to make trouble for Neville.

He just stood behind for two minutes, and Neville burned another crucible.

This is the third one this semester.

"Is there any way to get rid of him?" After class, Harry said to Ron irritably.

"If you win the championship, give three thousand Galleons to Wayne, and he will definitely be able to drive Snape away."

Ron came up with a bad idea, and Harry shook his head: "Not enough, do you think I haven't thought about it.~"

"Wayne said that Snape has a high academic level and works hard, and he is the most suitable professor of potions. If you want to drive him away... you have to pay more.-"

"Three thousand is not enough?" Poverty limited Ron's imagination. He knew for the first time that Snape was so valuable.

Harry sighed: "If Gryffindor could have a professor as shameless as him."

Professor McGonagall is good in everything, but she is not as partial as Snape.

The two came to the hallway from the basement and found that it was crowded with people. They were not going to enter the hall, but queuing.

Soon, they understood what happened.

"Are there new cards?" Harry was shocked. Instead of queuing up, they squeezed into the side hall to see what cards were released this time.

Soon they found the answer on the notice board next to them.

"So many updates at once?" Ron was a little surprised.

This time the announcements were densely packed, and the introduction of new cards alone accounted for half.

Eight fire dragon cards, two character cards, and several skin cards.

No wonder so many people lined up. Wayne had been waiting for the first project to end and launch the fire dragon cards.

And the two character cards were Cassandra and Fleur. The two performed very well yesterday and gained a large group of supporters.

"Harry, do you want to draw?" Ron weighed his wallet and looked bitter.

He could only buy one for 648, but after buying it, his pocket money for this semester would be completely gone.

If you want money, you have to find Gemini to try the medicine.

"Ten packs will be enough." Harry looked at the handsome dragons in the picture and immediately fell in love with the Australian White Eye and the Norwegian Ridgeback.

"It's great to be rich." Ron looked at him enviously.

"How are you going to thank me?"

In the small garden in the courtyard, at a round table, Cassandra looked at the boy opposite her with some amusement.

If it was someone else who wanted to make her image into a card, Cassandra would not hesitate for even half a second.If she hesitates, she will refuse directly.

But when Wayne asked her, she agreed somehow.

Now is the time to settle accounts.

"How about giving you some of the endorsement fee?" Wayne ate the macarons sent by Furong, frowned slightly, took a bite and put it down.

This sickening sweetness... Was it made by Gabrielle?

The little girl likes to eat this kind of sweet thing the most.

"No." Cassandra shook her head: "I'm not short of money, and Galleons have no meaning to me."

A standard statement by a rich lady, but Cassandra does have such confidence.

The Volley family is the largest supplier of raw materials for magical animals in North America. It has long-term cooperation with the Ministry of Magic and Ilvermorny, and is simply counting money with its eyes closed.

"What do you want? I'll make two props for you?"

"I can also buy props with money." Cassandra lowered her eyes, "How about this, you owe me a condition, I'll tell you when I think it through."

Wayne agreed immediately: "No problem."

If he agrees, then agree. If it's something he can accept, just complete it and it'll be considered as repaying a favor.

If he can't accept it, or the request is too much.

Then I'm sorry, what I agreed to at that time doesn't mean I have to admit it now.

Anyway, Master Lawrence is a capitalist, what morals do capitalists talk about.

Cassandra didn't know that she hadn't even thought of the conditions, but the person on the other side had already planned how to cheat, and there was a bright smile on her face, and she felt much better.

In the evening, before dinner, all the prefects and student union presidents suddenly came to the lounge and notified all students to sit in the auditorium at six o'clock.

"What happened?" Wayne asked.

"I don't know either." Cedric shook his head: "I just came back to study the golden egg, and was called out by Professor Sprout."

"Okay." Wayne didn't ask much, and he knew it in a while.

At six o'clock, the students appeared in the auditorium on time, and the guest of honor seats were full of people.

Dumbledore looked very happy, talking to Maxim and Katerina, making them laugh.

Surprisingly, Professor Moody also had a smile on his face today, and he raised his glass to clink with the three deans.

Well, just three, and there was nothing about Snape.

People speculated that there might be something to announce today, so the speed of finishing dinner was also very fast. In less than half an hour, all the plates were restored to the cleanest state.

Sure enough, Dumbledore stood up.

He looked around and asked with a smile: "Before telling you the good news, I would like to ask everyone, have you noticed anything different today?"

Many people stretched their heads curiously and looked around. Finally, Fred's eyes lit up and he stood up and said loudly: "Two seats are empty in the guest of honor seat!"

Dumbledore was stunned and looked over there.Suddenly, he said, "Oh, one of them belongs to Professor Trelawney. She is maintaining her third eye in the tower."

A chuckle came from below.

The so-called maintenance of the third eye is just a lazy way of saying it to Trelawney. It is estimated that the professor is now sleeping with his bottle of wine.

"But Mr. Weasley is not wrong. We will indeed welcome a new professor."

Dumbledore stretched out his hand, and the small door behind the guest of honor opened.

A person walked out from inside, smiling and waving.

"Oh my God!"

"Is it... Black?"

Many people in the hall recognized Sirius' identity, and there was a lot of discussion.

In a holiday, Sirius's reputation has completely reversed. From a vicious fugitive who was feared by everyone, he has become a hero who has endured humiliation for more than ten years to avenge his brothers.

In this country that values ​​individual worship, Sirius's reputation is no less than Harry's savior.

After a brief moment of confusion, Harry stood up excitedly and waved his hands happily.

Sirius smiled at his godson and walked to Dumbledore's side.

Dumbledore introduced with a smile: "It seems that many people know who he is - Mr. Sirius Black, he will spend a wonderful month with us."

"On Christmas Eve, we will hold the Christmas ball of the Triwizard Tournament according to tradition. In order to let everyone enjoy the fun better, the school will provide specific etiquette courses."

"Mr. Black will do his best to guide you. Students who want to sign up, please submit the application form to the prefect of each college before next Monday."

Sirius bowed slightly, and cheers and applause suddenly rang out in the auditorium.

Even those foreign students didn't know much about his deeds, but seeing his gentle and elegant appearance, they also had a lot of good feelings in their hearts.

To be honest, compared with Snape's unkempt appearance, Sirius looked like a well-educated and elegant gentleman.

Speaking of Snape...

Wayne couldn't help but turn his head to look at the left side of the guest of honor. When everyone was cheering, Snape's expression was simply unique and couldn't be more stinky.

He stared at Sirius who was still waving to the students, with a fierce light in his eyes and veins popping out.

The knife in his hand unconsciously pointed at Sirius, as if he was considering which angle would be more refreshing to stab.

That's great.

Wayne laughed from the bottom of his heart and clapped along.

Now there's more fun to watch.

Bringing Sirius to school, is that a slap in Snape's face?

No, it's a slap on his ass!

When these two meet, it won't be like a collision between Mars and the Earth, but there will definitely be a fierce friction.

The only pity is that it's less than a day before the Christmas Ball.It's been a month. If it could be longer, it would definitely be more exciting.

After the introduction, the party was dismissed.

"Sirius, do you want to have a drink to celebrate your return to school?" (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

When the teachers left, Professor McGonagall extended an invitation.

"Of course." Sirius smiled slightly and called Professor Sprout and Flitwick, and both of them agreed happily.

Three of the four deans came. In order to prevent Snape from thinking that he was excluded, Professor McGonagall still invited him as well.

"No need."

Snape said coldly, glancing at Sirius with his eyes without any emotion. "I'm allergic to dog hair." After that, he strode away.

Sirius behind him grinned indifferently and did not argue.

After all, it was the first day, and the former class teacher was still here, so he was embarrassed to swear directly.

If it were just the two of them, he would have started to ask about the genealogy of the Prince family.

Professor McGonagall also knew the grudge between the two, so she didn't say much, but just brought a few professors to her office to talk.

The next day.

Wayne didn't expect that the fun he was looking forward to yesterday would appear so early.

In the morning, Cedric and Harry met in the hallway, and the two of them just found a room and walked in.

Ask for flowers

They are going to discuss the selection and position allocation of the Quidditch college game.

The game will not start this semester, but will be held in the next semester, with a total of seven teams, so the total number of games has reached 21.

Although the specific schedule has not been arranged yet, preparations must begin.

Harry and Cedric will decide the list of participants today.

"You continue to be the seeker." Cedric said first: "I have been trained as a chaser and I am pretty good at flying."

Harry always felt that he had taken Cedric's place in the game and his Quidditch position again. He felt very embarrassed and shook his head and refused:

"You should be the seeker. The game does not require all players to play. You are not weaker than me, so I will not participate."

"How can this be done?" Cedric retorted: "It's so hard to get the opportunity to compete with other schools. It would be a pity to miss it."

"But..." Harry wanted to say something else, but Cedric raised his hand to stop him.

"Harry, do you care about the extra 20 points?"

"Of course not." Harry said sincerely, "I didn't want to participate in this game. The score is not important at all. I'm afraid of delaying you."

"I don't care either." Cedric leaned back: "It's just 20 points. It won't help me that much, so participating is the most important thing."

"Besides, if we really want to get these 20 points, neither of us is suitable to be a seeker. We should let WayneInvite Qiu here."

Harry was stunned.

Yes, Qiu last semester was a killer.

Ravenclaw lost miserably, but Qiu caught the Golden Snitch in every game.

"Have you invited her?"

"I asked Wayne to ask for me, but Qiu only agreed to be a substitute and will only play in the game against the Institute of Magic. She wants to compete with Sakura Kinomoto."

Harry thought about it and finally agreed.

He will be the seeker, Cedric will be the chaser, and the rest of the personnel will be decided by the two of them.

"Fred and George should be the beaters." Harry suggested.

Cedric thought so too, he continued: "I think so too, let Angelina and Spinnet be the remaining chasers, they are very good. ”

“Let Brooke play the goalkeeper.”

Harry had no doubts about the goalkeeper selection. Wood had graduated, and the team was supposed to choose a new goalkeeper this year, but the Quidditch match was cancelled.

He was worried about another problem.

“Wouldn’t it be unfair for you two to be Hufflepuffs?”

“Nothing.” Cedric smiled and said, “This is everyone’s decision. We have discussed it in advance, and everyone agrees with this method.”

Harry was envious again.

The atmosphere in Hufflepuff is really good.

The two quickly determined the plan, and Harry was ready to go back and talk to the twins and Angelina.

Before leaving, Cedric stretched out his hand and shook Harry’s hand.[]

“I believe that our lineup can definitely hit the championship, Harry, I am looking forward to your competition with Krum. "

Suddenly, a mocking voice came from outside the door.

"You think you can beat Krum with just Pott?"

"Is it possible that the game is over without even seeing the Snitch?"

Harry knew who was talking without looking back.

"Don't worry, Malfoy." Harry looked over with contempt: "Even if we lose, we will lose to a world-class player like Krum, not a seeker like you who can't even catch the Snitch. Otherwise, you will die."

Malfoy's face became even paler.

He knew how to break Harry's defense, and Harry also knew how to break Malfoy's defense.

Since becoming a seeker in the second year, Malfoy has never caught the Snitch, which has become an eternal pain in his heart.

"Scarhead! Why didn't you get burned to death by the dragon! ”

“Little white face, ask your mother to send some blood-replenishing stuff. I’m really afraid that you will faint here and blackmail me.”

While talking, both of them had already taken out their wands.

Cedric standing in the middle: “.......”

However, what Harry didn’t expect was that a figure that he hated appeared at the door again.

Snape tutted and stared at the wand in Harry's hand with ill intent.

"Attacking students in front of the professor, Potter, Gryffindor will lose 20 points."

Harry was immediately furious: "Which eye of yours saw me attack!"

"Oh?"

Snape was even more excited: "It seems that just losing points is not enough for talking back to the professor, and I will add two more days of detention!"

Sirius, who had just finished breakfast and came out, noticed the movement here. When he heard what Snape said, he immediately shouted angrily:

"It's all bullshit, slug, why did I see Malfoy trying to attack Harry? Slytherin will lose 30 points!"