The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 192 Situation

"Fourth, Hogwarts will open two new courses after September. The specific contents of the courses are kept secret, and you will know when the new school year begins."

The sparkling eyes behind the old principal's half-moon lenses reveal the playfulness of a urchin.

It's a pity that not everyone can accept such a 'joke'.

For example: On the Gryffindor bench, Ron's eyes widened, and he kept muttering in a low voice: "There are additional classes and new classes. I feel that our hard days are coming."

"What kind of hard life, isn't it just two extra courses, Muggle studies is still a class a week, what is that?" Melda said casually with a normal expression.

Where is this? With this little class, the little wizard only has three classes a day at most. Is this unbearable?

"Trends, do you understand, this is the trend, and our courses will definitely become more and more heavy in the future." Ron explained solemnly.

"Hey, have you seen it all?" Melda smiled slightly, and then continued to ask jokingly: "Then what else did you see?"

"Uh!" Ron scratched his head and said with some embarrassment, "That's all."

"Tch, can't everyone see this?" Melda twitched her lips.Sarcasm must be spoken.

Two At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps from outside the auditorium, the man pushed open the door violently, and walked straight towards the rostrum.

"Who is that?"

Harry looked at the dusty male wizard and said with some displeasure.

After all, it is indeed impossible for people to like it if it is so impolite to directly barge in.
"It looks like an Auror, but it looks familiar, so I don't know what it's called!"

"Kingsley Shacklebolt." Hermione said the Auror's name leisurely.Then he explained: "When I was interrogated by the Ministry of Magic last year, it was the principal Dumbledore who he notified in advance."

"Why did he come here? Is there something wrong with the Ministry of Magic?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"It should be related to the escaped prisoner from Azkaban!" Melda looked at Harry meaningfully.

Is the man who means the most to Harry about to appear?

On the other side, Kingsley Shacklebolt dragged his long wizard robe and walked quickly to the rostrum.His brows were tightly furrowed, with an anxious look on his face, and when he came to Dumbledore, he bent down eagerly.He said in a low voice, "Hogsmeade found traces of Sirius."

"Just now, he attacked a wizard and took his wand."

Dumbledore did not reply him directly, but glanced at the small door on the right side of the rostrum, and motioned him to wait a moment.

Then he stood up solemnly, facing the little wizards and said kindly: "Then now, the dinner officially begins."

The old headmaster waved his hand, and a series of delicacies appeared on the long table of the academy.

As for himself, he leaned down and whispered a few words in Professor McGonagall's ear, and then left the rostrum.

In the corridor outside the auditorium, after seeing Dumbledore coming out, Kingsley hurriedly greeted him. He said eagerly, "Now the Ministry of Magic considers this an emergency. Tomorrow, no...even today At night, Aurors will come to Hogwarts."

"And..." Kingsley suddenly hesitated to speak, and his eyes also drifted away.

"What? Kingsley." At this moment, Old Dengtou was no longer the amiable look he had just been in the auditorium, and behind his half-moon mirror was a serious expression.

"You know, the incident at Ilvermorny in the United States is too big, and the Ministry of Magic can't let Hogwarts repeat the same mistakes. So.
So they plan to send dementors to search for Sirius. "

Kingsley's tone was obviously a bit tactful. He tried his best to make the operation of the Ministry of Magic reasonable, but this still aroused Dumbledore's dissatisfaction.

"Kingsley, you know, the Ministry of Magic can't restrain the group of dark creatures at all. If such creatures are sent near Hogwarts, what will happen if an attack occurs? Is this what the Ministry of Magic wants to see? Really?" Dumbledore said sternly.

"Is Rufus Scrimgeour still trying to stuff Dementors into Hogwarts?"

"I can't get rid of Scrimgeour's thoughts. You know he used to be an Auror." Kingsley is also very difficult to deal with. Scrimgeour was born as an Auror. He has his own way of dealing with crises. He couldn't speak at all.

"This is the bottom line Kingsley, go back and tell Scrimgeour, I will never allow dark creatures to appear in Hogwarts."

Dumbledore's tone was flat but tough, and he left no room for negotiation with Kingsley.

"Hey!" Kingsley sighed, as if taking all the strength out of his body, he silently lowered his head and said, "I understand."

Then Kingsley turned his head and left Hogwarts.

Standing in the corridor, Dumbledore silently watched Kingsley's disappearing figure.

He knew very well that in the end the Ministry of Magic would send the dementors around Hogwarts.

The reason for his toughness is only because he can't make Scrimgeour feel that he will give in, so that he can make progress.

"Hey!" The old headmaster also sighed, the magical world is getting more and more chaotic.

Whether it's the Saints' organization or the Glory Society, this needs manual investigation.But he couldn't leave Hogwarts.

And the enemy has been secretly arranging, and Hogwarts' situation is getting more and more dangerous day by day. If this vicious circle continues, one day, those dangers in the dark will be beyond his control.

At that time, everything is too late.

Dumbledore, who was in a dilemma, was helpless now. After standing in the corridor and meditating for a long time, he could only turn his sadness into a sigh again, then turned around and returned to the auditorium.

"Look, Professor Dumbledore is back again, and it seems that we have finished talking with that Auror." Harry, who was only paying attention to the direction of the rostrum, reported from the meeting.

"What did you say they said?" Ron asked Melda suspiciously while holding a bowl of stew.

"Eat your meal." Melda rolled her eyes at this guy, holding a bowl of stewed meat, but still couldn't stop your mouth.

Ask. Ask. Ask.
So many problems?
How did he know what Dumbledore said to Kingsley specifically, that he was a fairy?

"No matter what happened tonight, it will be clear tomorrow." Melda's words made Ron give up asking.

"Oh!" He nodded and continued eating the stew.

Outside the castle, the cold wind blew the leaves and made the sound of 'crawling'.

On a certain hillside near Hogwarts, a big, skinny black dog was condescending, staring at the brightly lit castle in the distance.

There was a bloodthirsty ferocity in its pupils, and a deep roar came from its throat.
(End of this chapter)