Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!As a performing arts troupe in the wizarding world, the Red Skull Dance Troupe is also famous.

They are similar to ghosts and belong to dead wizards, but instead of becoming ghosts, they become a one-to-one version of Suzuo Nohu.

Since then, Deyi Shuangxin's career as a salesman and an artist began.

Chair dance, striptease, pole dance... They can all perform, anyway, they will not be caught by the Ministry of Magic into Azkaban because of ghs.

However, at the request of Dumbledore, they performed a magical version of "Hamlet" this time.

Finally, performing Hamlet's Red Skull, holding Thor's bone, beat his usurped uncle Claudius to death.

Hamlet took the resurrection stone again, and resurrected his favorite Ophelia.

What William watched was stunned. It was obviously a tragedy, and it turned into a comedy.

He wondered if Dumbledore could move "Thunderstorm" into Hogwarts next year.

This little demon-changing expert may also find ways to turn the ending into a comedy, such as... arrange a Duan Zhengchun plot for Zhou Ping's father, Zhou Puyuan.

In this way, Zhou Ping and Lu Shiping are not related by blood, and the two become half-brothers and sisters, so they can be together without pressure.

At the end of the performance, Dumbledore took the handkerchief and wiped the unstoppable tears.

"Drama, more glamorous than everything we do here!"

Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows. She also heard a series of alternative words such as music, education, snacks, same-sex friends...

——The principal said on different occasions.

Of course Professor McGonagall would not point this out in public...otherwise, why should she be the vice-principal rather than Snape or Flitwick?

It's not without reason!

"Professor, if you don't mind, I can rely on you on my shoulders."

As Dumbledore's number one horse, Hagrid immediately showed great concern.

So many students have been expelled from Hogwarts, and many of them are famous people like Old Newt.

Why can Hagrid be able to hold a stable salary in school, and occasionally engage in extra money?

It's not without reason!

"Thank you, Hagrid! I will control my emotions." Dumbledore wiped his tears again.

"Principal, this drama is the same thing, the story is not strong." Lockhart interrupted, "I can dream while writing this kind of bad street plot."

Professor McGonagall shook his head, young man... the road is narrowing.

"Principal, are you moved by Hamlet too?" Professor Flitwick asked.

"No, I was moved by Leottis." Dumbledore said sadly.

"His sister died because of Hamlet. He was also hostile to Hamlet for revenge, but had no intention of attacking. The wand in his hand has been reluctant to attack Hamlet easily.

When he was determined to hit Hamlet, the narrator was'but my heart doesn't approve of me doing this'.

Alas, Leotis must have been in pain at the time.

I think that he would like to die as his own, and then change his sister and Hamlet's life."

Flivy looked at Dumbledore with a bewildered look. Isn't the protagonist of this play Hamlet?

How come to Dumbledore's mouth, it seems that Leotis is greater and the inner drama is a bit more fulfilling?

Sure enough, there is no reason why the principal is so great. He can always observe things that others can't notice.

Dumbledore stopped speaking suddenly. He raised his head and listened with his ears sideways.

"What's the matter, Professor?" Snape asked with a frown.

Dumbledore did not speak, but frowned, as if thinking about something.

Soon, the dinner was over, everyone got up and left, pushing and pushing towards the lounge.

But when he reached the top of the stairs, a stern voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone stopped in a panic and looked forward, and Mrs. Loris and Bobocha appeared at the top of the stairs.

They passed through the crowd and ran straight towards William.

Bobo tea seemed to be frightened. It ran up and jumped into William's arms at a speed that did not meet the weight of the big orange.

Mrs. Loris was even more screaming, her voice like a baby crying, and everyone's scalp was tingling.

Its eyes opened wide, and it yelled at William several times.

Everyone stared at the cat who went crazy suddenly.59 Book Bank www.59shuku.com

"Does it want to tell us what it is?" Hermione frowned.

"Probably something happened to Filch."

Mrs. Lorice turned and ran, and William pushed aside the crowd and followed in stride.

Hermione also followed William closely, seemingly afraid of him.

Mrs. Lorice galloped up the marble stairs at full speed. It rushed to the third floor, and finally turned a corner, and came to the last empty aisle.

On the wall at the end of the aisle, a row of words was shining brightly, especially in the dark.

The secret room was opened,

The enemy of the heir,

alert!

Harry was standing in front of the wall with a panic on his face, which gave people the feeling of being stolen.

"not me……"

Harry explained in a panic that Malfoy squeezed out of the crowd before he could finish his words.

His cold eyes grew alive, his usual bloodless face flushed, and he looked at the set of characters and smiled at Hermione.

"Those who are enemies of the heirs, be wary! The next one is you, mud..."

Malfoy shut his mouth suddenly, his lips pressed tightly, as if sewn together by invisible force.

William put Popo Tea in Hermione's arms and walked to Malfoy, quiet and expressionless.

Two of Malfoy's attendants rushed over, William didn't turn around, his wand just turned slightly.

Red light flashed,

The two figures slammed into the wall at a faster speed.

Malfoy trembled slightly, and William laughed angrily. He whispered: "Don't be afraid, I won't hit you.

I'm just curious, who gave you the courage to speak like this in front of me, eh?!

this time,

Shut up for a day.

Next time,

It's been three days.

I hope this is the last time I heard the word mudblood from your mouth."

"otherwise,"

William tilted his head, placed his magic wand on Malfoy's neck, and gestured lightly.

"I don't guarantee you won't lose your voice forever."

Malfoy was slumped to the ground, frightened.

William turned to leave and walked towards Harry, his pupils shrank sharply to keep Hermione from following.

On the other side of the corner of the corridor, Filch spread out on all fours, lying on the ground.

Not far from him, there was a large piece of lamb belly carrion and a broom.

Before being attacked, Filch seemed to be cleaning up this pile of rotten food that Nick had lost.

There was a pool of blood on Filch's breastbone, and here was the only wound.

Strangely, the wound bleeds very little and has even slowly healed.

Only a small piece of blood that has solidified into a powder is silted underground.

On the palm of Filch's right hand, there was a pattern outlined in blood.

Filch also had blood on his left index finger, and it was obvious that someone inserted his index finger into the wound to make the pattern.

Use blood as ink and skin as canvas!

This murderer is...playing a game.

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(Thanks to "vul3z06" and "Zhen Li" for their rewards.)