Living peacefully at Hogwarts

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Klein put the thin shirt in the box and turned out the soft woolen sweater-a green-edged woolen sweater is standard for Slytherin, regardless of men and women.

With the dark decoration in the Slytherin common room, it looked like seaweed at first glance.

On Saturday, there are no classes.Rarely, he didn't go out, but leaned on the sofa to let go.

Halfway through the third semester.

Except for the first Azkaban riot, Hogwarts remained calm for the rest of the time.

After almost all the prisoners were taken back to Azkaban prison or confirmed dead (Sauron made great contributions), the dementors who wandered around the castle were also evacuated.

The patron saint curse taught to the little wizards is no longer useful. The poor patron saint inevitably becomes a "elf" and is used to fight...

But it's okay, magic, isn't it just for playing.

"Huh~"

Although flames were burning around to keep warm, Klein still felt a hint of chill.

After all, the Slytherin lounge was built at the bottom of the lake, and it was too humid.

He felt that Salazar Slytherin must have been unaware that there is another thing called "rheumatism". Otherwise, when he chose the site, he would not just consider compelling and ignore the most important health problem.

"Good morning, Senior Klein."

In the early morning, Klein thought that no one would come to the common room.Unexpectedly, just after sitting for a while, a greeting came from my ear.

Turning to see, the little blond girl was pinching the corner of her dress, looking at him timidly.

"Good morning, Astoria."

The little girl is an acquaintance, and Klein is no stranger.It was Daphne's younger sister, Astoria Greengrass, younger than his first.

"Ok."

Nodding slightly, Astoria stopped speaking.

Since the issue of the "Blood Curse" was resolved, she had not been alone with Klein as she did now.

But after the excitement, I regret it, regretting why I was so impulsive...

This atmosphere is really embarrassing!

"Why didn't you sleep longer, get up so early."

Klein is very strange. Few little wizards don't sleep on the two sacred days of Saturday and Sunday. Even if they are really schoolmasters who like to learn, they will wake up before the elves make breakfast at home.

Counting the time, it's only five o'clock, and it's still dark.

"I... I can't sleep anymore... just come out and walk."

Astoria's voice is very soft, and if Klein's mental concentration is not different from that of ordinary people, he would not be able to hear what the other person said.

"Oh, it's good to get up early to exercise."

Klein nodded. Few young people nowadays know how to keep in good health.

"Puff."

After hearing this, Astoria couldn't help laughing.

But after a short while, she realized her gaffe and stuck out her tongue mischievously.

"Senior Klein, you are only one year older than me, but you feel like an old man."

"Huh? Is there?"

Klein scratched his eyebrows, a little embarrassed.

Anyway, the body is thirteen years old, that is thirteen years old.

Everything else is just off-hand, not important, not important.

"Also, is exercise like running?"

Because magic is so easy to use, almost most problems can be solved with magic. Except for professional Quidditch players, wizards hardly like sports.

Astoria asked curiously.

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Klein glanced at Astoria and made up his mind.

"You come with me, you are idle anyway, I will teach you a mysterious exercise method when I am in a good mood."

The thin ones are the same as the ribs, how can this work.

I have to practice hard~

He smiled and decided to teach the little girl the "Secret of Bodybuilding" that the little girl had hidden for many years, the legendary eighth broadcast gymnastics-"The Rising Sun".

.......

Some people died at the age of eight and were buried at the age of eighty.

Some people started planning to retire when they were 80 years old, but they were arrested when they were over a hundred years old.

Dumbledore feels bitter!

The Minister of Magic, whoever you love with this shit, don't talk about it all day long, and there is no vacation, how can it be compared to when carrying a handle at Hogwarts.

Oh~

The lonely old man sighed silently.

But complaining belongs to complaining, and doing things belongs to doing things.Since you can't escape, you must do your best.

With his super ability and determination, the old man seriously dealt with the mess left by Cornell Fudge.

In just one month of work, the chaotic Ministry of Magic was sorted out in order.

Not only solved the bad effects of Azkaban’s escape, but also optimized the working mode of the Ministry of Magic, which won praise from the next and the next.

Everyone is looking forward to the "Dumbledore Age" of the Ministry of Magic.

As for old Fudge...

Has long been forgotten,

Department of International Magic Exchange and Cooperation on the fifth floor of the Ministry of Magic.

There is one thing to say that the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department is really not a Shimizu government, and its power is much greater than that of ordinary ministries.

When Barty Crouch, who drank the compound decoction, walked into his father's department, many members of the staff greeted him along the way.

"Director, good morning."

"Director, the coffee has been delivered to your desk, as before, a spoonful of sugar and a spoonful of milk."

"Director, the Quidditch World is about to start in half a year. The headquarters of the Quidditch Alliance in England and Ireland asked us if there are any hard and fast rules..."

There are some useless nonsense in his ears, and Barty Crouch Jr. has learned his father's habits, always expressionless and unsmiling.

"What's the matter, write the report and put it in my office. Don't turn around in front of me to make people annoying. Now, go to work."

Faintly speaking, he put on the air of a superior.

After performing such a performance, it really calmed those noisy members.

Barty Crouch Jr. sneered in her heart.

It's too simple~

Finding his father's office, Barty Crouch Jr. pushed the door in.

What catches the eye are all boring decorations.

He raised his eyebrows and sat down on the only leather chair in the room.

Although unexpectedly overpowered the old guy with a milk bottle and broken glass, this was only the beginning.To build momentum for the return of the Dark Lord, a false identity is far from enough.

He needs to act!

So, what can be done with the help of the director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department.

Create a panic during the Quidditch World Cup and give a salute to the return of the Dark Lord?Or did he deliberately approach the acting Minister of Magic and secretly assassinate Dumbledore?

It's so hard to choose.

The index finger tapped lightly on the table, and Barty Crouch Jr. thought for a while and shook his head silently.

No, it's not right.

The best thing he should do now is to use his power to find the whereabouts of the Dark Lord.