Hogwarts of a certain magic

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The auditorium is covered with sky blue decorations, which represents Ravenclaw, winning the Academy Cup for four consecutive years.

There was no surprise, and no objection.After all, from the first class of Hagrid, the Hawks seized the opportunity to start scoring.

They have been in a far leading position.

Coupled with the bonus of the Quidditch Cup, even the second-placed Hufflepuff has no threat at all.

Professor Flitwick laughed from ear to ear, holding a large glass, and each teacher persuaded him to drink.

It seems that whoever doesn't get drunk tonight is just not giving him face.

Hagrid was unhappy, he patted his belly, and the cup was not enough, so he poured it bucket after bucket.

He has never been afraid of anyone than drinking.

Especially beer, as long as he is not allowed to go to the toilet, he can drink all the professors alone!

And Professor Trelawney...Her racial talent is all in Sherry.Nothing else works.

Professor Snape had a cold face, sticking out his long tongue, and rolled a sip of brandy.

He tossed his greasy hair again and fixed his hairstyle.

The movements are elegant and noble.The perfect heir to the snake farm!

Even when Slytherin is alive, he has to give his thumbs and magic wand to the image of the dean of the Snake Academy, and compliment: "Avada's life!"

Snape obviously didn't care about it. He shook the potion in his hand, thinking about who to give it to.

When I was preparing for the dinner, I gave Lupin a small surprise.Unexpectedly, he quit his job and ran away.

Anyway, my colleagues didn't even say hello for a year... The wizard from Gryffindor was so unqualified!

Snape started thinking about it again, and the habitual academy went dark.

He shook the wine glass, glanced at Professor Flivy who was peach-faced, and sighed softly.

He murmured:

"Nine consecutive championships... Nine consecutive championships..."

If it weren't for Ravenclaw, Slytherin would have won nine consecutive championships this year!

He said this at the dinner every year, and said it for four years.Professor McGonagall on the side could hear the cocoon.

She didn't look very good, and she pressed her lips tightly.Professor Snape mentions it once a year. Isn't this disgusting?

Ravenclaw won four consecutive championships, and Slytherin had won five consecutive championships earlier... Isn't it a purpose to remind her that Gryffindor has been without a championship for nine years?!

Nine years without a title is fine... The most unbearable thing for McGonagall, Gryffindor has created a whole new history!

They are the only academy to reach the top with negative scores!

And that score is more than Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff combined.

After blocking the road for future generations, how can others surpass?

This gave Dumbledore no chance to operate in the dark.

Unless he was frantic and gave Harry a thousand points.But there is no reason at all.

To add it is also for William and Hermione.

shame!

Not to mention, it's all in the wine.Professor McGonagall drank a full glass of sad wine.

If this happens next semester, she will find a chance to kick Harry and Ron to Ravenclaw!!

Go, let the two little ancestors go to other colleges to harm you.

Professor McGonagall still wants to live for a few more years. It would be better if he could put Ravenclaw in the fourth place. That is really Merlin blessed.

In this regard, she still trusted Harry and Ron more.

However, thinking about the Quidditch World Cup in the summer vacation, I jumped for joy again.

Gambling is always the fastest way to make money, and she can continue to earn a wave of pensions.

"Hermione, I'm not betting on football, but making... a pension!"

On the table at Gryffindor College,

William, who didn't know how to get lost here, said what Professor McGonagall said.

The little Gryffindor witches who were trying to eavesdrop on their conversation also looked slightly.

It was the first time they heard that the gambling was so fresh and refined.

As expected of Ravenclaw's genius.

Loved, loved!

"No!" Hermione raised her pointed chin, with a playful look like "I believe you and I'm an idiot," she said, neither light nor heavy:

"Don't want to take Garon to gamble, I won't give you the key to the vault.

Be careful, I tell Aunt Leanna!"

She moved out of the ultimate backer.

"No, it's not..." William waved his hand quickly.

He didn't want to be thrown into the laboratory by Leona and handed over to graduate students for anatomy.

"Think about it, Hermione." William analyzed in a low voice, "I want to open a physical store in Hogsmeade during the summer. Do I need funds?

Is it possible to advertise in the World Cup without money?Look at Fudge's greedy appearance."

Hermione stuffed a small bun into her mouth, her cheeks bulged, and the pear vortex propped up, humming vaguely:

"You're so crazy, I won't let you...betting on football!"

She closed her eyes and turned her head violently.

William said with regret: "It doesn't matter whether you make money or not. I am not interested in money.

The point is, I want to save the house elves, improve their treatment, and increase the salary of Witch’s Delivery Service.

But, I don’t have enough Gallon... I hate it!

but……"

Hermione opened one eye and glanced at William secretly.

"Now there is a good opportunity to make money, a good time to reshuffle social wealth.

With the gold of the fairies, we can quickly improve the treatment of the fairies.Don't you want to improve their living environment?"

Hermione's eyes lit up, and she moved slightly.

She hesitated for a moment, but still leaned to William's ear nervously, and asked worriedly:

"You won't lose it? We both saved up that little money, I don't want to lose it all..."

"No, there is Nico's prediction... He is professional in gambling." William couldn't help laughing.

"Okay..." Hermione snorted proudly with her arms folded.

"Let me think about it again!"

"Of course." William put his arm on Hermione's shoulder and gently hugged her.

"Come, work hard to prohibit cruel abuse of our magical creature friends and improve their living environment!" 12345 novel www.12345xs.com

Hermione's mouth curled up, raised Butterbeer, and gently touched a glass with him.

There was a beeping sound.

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Before you know it, everyone’s closet is empty and everything is packed in the suitcase.

A notice was sent to every student, warning them not to use magic during the holidays.

The next day, everyone boarded the Hogwarts Express.

William and his group occupied a large box.

In the meantime, Malfoy came to see Harry again.He really hasn't stopped for three consecutive years!

Perseverance is commendable!

Malfoy seemed very happy without seeing Ron.

Harry and Ron had always been like Siamese babies, which made Malfoy very upset.

It's me, it's me first... Obviously I came first... Whether you know Potter, or accidental kissing on the train.

Doing such a despicable act... Never forgive Weasley!

Seeing that Ron was not there, Malfoy took the opportunity to ask Harry if he had a ticket for the World Cup.

If not, he can barely provide one for free.

It's a pity that these words fell in Harry's ears, and it smelled a bit yin and yang.

The two clashed passionately in the aisle.

For a moment, either Harry overwhelmed Malfoy, or Malfoy rode on Harry, rushing in phase.

Percy hurried over to exercise his rights as chairman of the last boy student council.

"You wait... Potter, I will not forget your insult to me today! I will double it back to you in the future!"

Malfoy pressed such a cruel word and ran away.

"You all pay attention, don't make a fuss like this." Percy said with a straight face.

"If you continue to mix up like this, it will be difficult to enter the Ministry of Magic in the future. And after you leave school, no one is used to you.

For example, I will enter the Cooperation Department this year and become a colleague with Mr. Crouch.

I heard that he was very strict... Of course it was good, I think Professor Dumbledore was a bit too indulgent to you..."

Percy said few words, and ran away in a hurry when he saw Penello appear in the corridor.He still owes a huge debt.

After Percy left, the car was quiet again

"Are you going to watch the World Cup this summer?" Ginny asked.

Luna nodded."Yes, my dad said to go early. He said that where a large number of wizards gather, there must be a Heliopa army of Fudge."

"What's that?" Annie said curiously.

Luna explained seriously: "They are fire spirits."

Luna's protruding eyes opened wide, making her look more...weird than usual.

"They are huge monsters full of fire, dashing across the ground, and can burn everything in front of them to perfection—"

"Great, maybe there will be a similar guy in the Quidditch World Cup." Annie laughed."See you at the World Cup, brother got a full ticket.

We will stay there for about one summer to watch the game."

"The Canadian team was the last champion, I think they will at least qualify for the semifinals." Qiu sketched out on the schedule.

"Impossible... Don't forget the curse of the championship... They will be able to qualify for the group stage this year, thank goodness..." Cedric retorted.

Qiu raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to take a gamble?"

"Okay!" Cedric mumbled."My twenty-year-old fan can't read it wrong."

The twins are checking their resumes.There are too many graduates applying for admission to Akali Mystery Store.

Of course, most of them are fishing in troubled waters to join in the fun.

"This student has only eight OWLs certificates, and wants to apply for a position... Who does he think he is!"

George pulled out a resume and passed it directly.

"Wait..." Fred smiled: "George, we will add one piece this year, can we get eight certificates?"

"Brother, I bet a Garon..." George grinned: "We can get six, and Merlin will show up."

"I suddenly don't want to go home..."

George and Fred sighed at the same time.

There is a terrible creature in the house... a little more powerful than the fire dragon.

Crowded in the corner, William and Hermione were whispering.

But Hermione was not happy.

"I already returned the time converter to Professor McGonagall in the morning."

She leaned on William's shoulder and sighed: "You should have said it earlier."

"The time converter also counts time. Doesn't that mean that I have already risen by another year without knowing it?"

"Not so fast." William shook his head. "A few months old at most."

"Not even for a few months!" Hermione bit her lip. "Can you imagine? I use it a few more times, and suddenly you're how old you are!"

"Basically we both use it together." William spread his hands.

"But when I was in class, you were useless!"

"Will you grow up quickly?" William looked at Hermione up and down and asked back.

Hermione seemed to be talking to herself.

"Oh... So you like older people... How old does Furong seem to be older than you?"

William grinned, wishing to slap himself.

Just then, an owl flew over.

It dropped two invitations.

William looked at the envelope and saw the words of the International Federation of Wizards printed on it.

"Ah, the invitation has finally arrived!" Hermione leaned on William's shoulder, excited."Say good summer's joint conference, where is it?"

"Let me see..." William took out the letter, raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"The City of Water!"

The train stopped slowly and finally reached platform 9¾.

Everyone stood up.William reached out to hold a string of wind chimes under the eaves of the car, and hung it gently around Hermione's waist.

The breeze blew and made a ding dong.

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——The Prisoner's Scroll of Azkaban, finally!