Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“That doesn't mean anything, because you are already dead.” Ron intervened again.

He just finished the cake and just heard Nicole say the last thing.

“Again, you always hurt like a blunt axe.” Nearly headless Nick said grievously.

He rushed up into the air and quickly moved towards the end of the Gryffindor table, ignoring the others' retention.

“Ron, you shouldn't have said that! ”

“So what do I say? If it was his words, how could a ghost die again?” Ron said, "Let me see, there are few things Nicole can believe, they always do this, ask around for the news...”

That was when Dumbledore stood behind the teacher's table and put an end to Ron's quarrel with Hermione.

Ivan and Harry were so fortunate that they didn't have to be stuck in the middle to listen to them, and the jokes that echoed in the lobby subsided almost immediately.

“Good evening, everyone!” Dumbledore smiled graciously as he opened his arms and seemed to embrace the entire auditorium.

The wide sleeve slides down, clearly showing a complex spell on his right hand and exposed little half-cutter arm.

They are densely distributed, extending upwards around the Gunter ring, and appear darker in color than a month ago, and from a distance, the spell makes Dumbledore's hands appear oddly inky green, like poisoning.

“Look, what happened to his hand? ”

“This is how we met him during the summer vacation.” Hermione explained quietly, with only a few voices they could hear, "he and Professor Slughorn said of the impact of a magical failure. ”

“Strange, I thought he was cured long ago.” Harry followed.

“Some magic injuries are never curable, and this is common in ancient spells.” Hermione said, showing a distressed look on his face and staring at Dumbledore's hands, "these magic spells, whatever they are, seem to have gotten worse, which is certainly not a good thing. ”

“Evan, do you know what that is?” Elaine asked.

“Not clear.” Ivan shook his head and said, "I've never seen such magic or curse. ”

Hermione's right. They seem to have gotten worse. What does that mean?

Magic failures exacerbate counterphage? Or what more magic has Dumbledore used this month to increase spells?

It seems that it's not just him, but everyone seems to have some unexpected situation.

Many people noticed the anomaly of Dumbledore's right hand, whispering in the auditorium.

Dumbledore knew what everyone was talking about, and he just laughed, shaking his sleeves between purple and gold, covering his hand.

“Don't worry about me, it's just a little accident.” Well, new students, welcome to school; and, old students, welcome back to school! What awaits you is magic education for the new school year... ”

He spoke of words of welcome and matters requiring attention, but he was not listening very seriously, and everyone was whispering about what had just happened.

“Admin Felch asked me to tell you that students are absolutely forbidden to carry any joke merchandise purchased from Weasley's Magic Theater this year.” Dumbledore continues, "In addition, students who want to join the College Quidditch team report their names to the Dean, as usual. We are also looking for new Quidditch contest explainers, and those interested will also sign up with the Dean. ”

“This year we are pleased to welcome a new teacher, Professor Slughorn. ”

Slughorn stood up as Dumbledore's voice fell.

His bald head glistened under the candlelight and his belly in a vest cast a big shadow on the table.

“Professor Slughorn, a former colleague of mine, agreed to resume his old duties as a teacher of magic classes. ”

“What, a potion class? ”

“Potions class? ”

“How could it be a potion class? ”

Such questions echoed throughout the auditorium, and everyone doubted whether they had been misheard.

Ivan didn't go to see Harry and the others, but you can guess the look on their faces right now, which must surprise him.

“Meanwhile, Professor Snape.” Dumbledore went on to say that he raised his voice to overshadow the discussion, "he will be teaching the Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. ”

“No!”

When Dumbledore had just finished, Harry shouted out loudly.

His voice was too loud and many heads turned towards them.

But Harry doesn't care, he just stares at the teacher's table angrily. He doesn't understand. How did he end up giving Snape his defense against the Dark Arts job?

Didn't everyone know for so many years that Dumbledore didn't believe he could do the job?

“Keep it down, Harry!” Hermione warned, "your reaction was too much. ”

“I just can't accept that it should be Slughorn to let Snape teach the Dark Arts defense...”

“Dumbledore never said Slughorn would teach the defense against the Dark Arts, which is our guess. ”

Yeah, Slughorn was a professor of magic, and he wouldn't be teaching such a dangerous lesson as defense against the dark arts.

Especially when this lesson is cursed by Voldemort, those who are professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts seem to end up with poor results, not to mention that Defense Against the Dark Arts itself is a lesson against the dark wizards such as Voldemort.

This door, though important, doesn't fit Slughorn's style.

Of course he has to excuse himself and teach his old class, Magic Class.

In this way, Snape will pay as he wishes.

Teacher's table, Snape sits on Dumbledore's right. When he heard Dumbledore mention his name, he did not stand up, but lazily lifted a hand, indicating that he heard the thrill on Slytherin's table, with a glimmer of pride on his face.

“Well, there's a little bit to it.” Harry bites his teeth and says, "Snape will be gone in less than a year. ”

“What do you mean?” Ron asked.

“We all know that the job was cursed, no one can last more than a year, lucky like Lupin, Sirius, unlucky, Chilo and Little Buddy Crouch even got killed, I personally sincerely hope for another murder...”

“Harry!” Hermione blamed it with horror.

Not just them, but the whole auditorium was talking about how Snape finally got what he wanted.

It's a strange magic spell on Dumbledore's arm, and it's a concern. Dumbledore didn't seem to realize how excited the news he had just published was. Instead of talking about his teaching duties, he waited a few seconds to make sure everyone was completely quiet before continuing to talk...