Chinese students at Hogwarts

"Click, click, click." The heels of the high heels clicked on the smooth wooden floor. A woman in a skirt walked out of the elevator holding a pile of documents.

The footsteps disappeared on the thick carpet. She came to a luxurious wooden door and glanced enviously at the bronze plaque above: "Office of the Minister of Magic."

He twitched the corners of his mouth, showed a sweet smile, and knocked gently on the door.

After waiting for a moment, the wooden door opened by itself, and the small copper speaker at the door shouted:

"Deputy Minister of Magic, Dolores Jane Umbridge."

This sentence was like her favorite sherry, which almost made Umbridge intoxicated. She closed her eyes with an expression of enjoyment.

In just a short moment, she forced herself to wake up. Promotion to Senior Deputy Minister was a hurdle. She and the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement were almost the only two candidates to succeed the Ministry of Magic.

But it doesn't matter, now there is a great opportunity

She walked across the soft carpet embroidered with gold thread, and in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge was sitting behind the solid wood desk that was the size of a dining table.

This expensive desk had just been replaced. It was not like this before. Umbridge still remembered Fudge when he first took office. Everyone's general evaluation of him was that he was a kind, generous minister.

He is even very humble, always polite and easy-going to every employee of the Ministry of Magic, and even his office is very simple. The most important thing he does every day is to write letters to Dumbledore.

This situation only lasted for a year, and the simple office gradually turned into such a luxurious look.

Umbridge was not surprised at all, for the table was the one she herself had suggested buying.

"Dolores, are you here?" Fudge's voice came from behind the newspapers in his hands.

The open newspaper blocked his face and could not see his expression clearly, but Umbridge knew that Fudge was in an excited state, because only when his mood fluctuated extremely, he would take out his treasured red currants. liquor.

As for the reason, Umbridge's eyes moved to the front page headline of the newspaper: "Attack again - Is Hogwarts safe?"

"Minister." Umbridge shouted in a sweet and sweet voice like a little girl: "There have been successive attacks at Hogwarts. Many parents have written to me and are worried about the safety of the school."

"Wow!" The newspaper was put down, revealing Fudge's round face. He looked at Umbridge with an interested expression:

"Really? I mean, parents now have a lot of opinions about Deng and the school?"

The smile on Umbridge's face became more and more obvious. She took two steps forward, took out the clipboard, and pretended to read the content on it seriously, but she was paying attention to Fudge from the corner of her eye:

"Of course, of course, Mr. Minister, please take a look at this letter. It is quite long, so I will excerpt one section for the Minister to read.

'Dumbledore is confused! He is no longer good. He is like an old juggler. The school needs to change its principal as soon as possible! He should have abdicated long ago! .’”

"Bang!" Fudge slapped his hand on the table, interrupting Umbridge, and said with an unhappy expression:

"That's too much! That's Dumbledore! The greatest white wizard of our time, he has made many contributions to the stability and peace of the wizarding world. This is slander, a naked slander!"

But Umbridge clearly saw the happy look in his eyes. She hurriedly agreed, and then said in an awkward tone: "There is no rule that prohibits parents from complaining to the principal."

Fudge nodded slowly:

"Same." He paused and suddenly said, "Is there more?"

Umbridge turned over the paper between the clipboard and read again in her sweet voice.

Soon, Fudge became intoxicated. He closed his eyes and listened, shaking his head slightly. Finally he opened his eyes, sighed and mumbled something.

The smile on Umbridge's face remained unchanged, pretending not to hear anything, but her voice became much softer:

"Mr. Minister, there are several very wealthy pureblood families who would like an opportunity to have dinner with the Minister.

Discuss the concerns that a school director should have regarding the recent series of attacks in schools. "

Fudge narrowed his eyes and said nothing. He just waved his hand to signal Umbridge to leave. When she reached the door, Fudge's hoarse voice suddenly came:

"I remember Arthur Weasley in the Ministry. His daughter was also attacked? As the Minister of Magic, I should care about my subordinates and send a letter to Hogwarts in the name of the Ministry of Magic to ask why the attack occurred, and .Ministry of Magic’s concern!”

accepted!

A smile broke out on Umbridge's face, she grinned like a pink toad, turned around and nodded at Fudge:

"Your will, Secretary Connelly."

Zhang Xiao took Harry and Hermione together, carrying some of Ginny's favorite candies and snacks, and walked on the stairs to the school infirmary.

Ron came over as early as the afternoon. In fact, they had wanted to visit for a long time, but Madam Pomfrey did not allow it. She said that there was no need to visit the petrified people. Instead, she was worried that the little wizards were not careful and might touch any part of them. It would be more troublesome if it fell off.

In the end, it was Zhang Xiao who communicated with Madam Pomfrey for a long time. The queen of the school infirmary and an outstanding graduate of Slytherin reluctantly agreed to their visit, but there was only one chance.

No one spoke, just walked quietly.

The wooden stairs that had gone through a long period of time made a creaking sound, which made people feel a little upset in this quiet atmosphere.

Harry and Hermione's expressions were a little heavy. They were fine when they were busy, but at this time, their worries about Ginny took over, especially after they heard that Mrs. Weasley had cried several times in the school infirmary.

This made Harry and Hermione, who were very close to the Weasleys, also feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Xiao felt that he was quite calm. After all, thinking about it from another perspective, the petrified person was the safest existence.

The basilisk can't just pull up the petrified person and stare it to death, right?

In other words, petrification is equivalent to a disconnection protection. If it is disconnected, it is invincible.

If his time was not precious, Zhang Xiao wished he could be petrified, and when he woke up, the basilisk was gone.

The greatest danger has been eliminated.

Pushing open the door of the infirmary, sunlight shines in through the window, illuminating the tiny floating objects in the air. Combined with the simple style of the infirmary, it actually has a sense of age from an old silent movie.

Mrs. Weasley sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Ginny's stone statue, sobbing softly from time to time. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her chubby face was a little haggard.

Ron stood up from the side and walked over tiredly, saying in a low voice:

"Are you here? Mommy cried all day again today."

The three of them went up and hugged Ron, and asked in a low voice:

"Didn't Principal Dumbledore say there is no life-threatening danger?"

Ron nodded and said sadly:

"But my mother didn't know where I looked up the information. It said that it will be very painful when you are petrified, and you will feel your body slowly freezing."

He shuddered, swallowed and continued: "It's like a person was put into a bucket and thrown into the ice and snow."

Harry and Hermione both trembled, and looked at Ginny with even more sympathy and distress.

Zhang Xiao was silent for a while and patted Ron on the shoulder. In fact, he was more confused about why Ginny was attacked. He didn't react at first.

Later I remembered that Ginny was also one of the 28 purebloods, so she was not within the scope of Riddle's attack. It would be even more wrong to say that the basilisk only wanted to kill Creevey and Ginny was only affected.

After all, Creevey still had a camera as a buffer, but the way Ginny was petrified showed that the little girl was facing the basilisk head-on.

Moreover, neither attack left any message. Now the whole school is immersed in a kind of inexplicable fear. Everyone is afraid, but they can't say what they are afraid of.

There are many bizarre rumors leaking out every day. At present, what the young wizards believe the most is the Muggle version brought by the young Muggle wizards.

There is a monster called Medusa lurking in the school. She will appear when there are the fewest people and randomly select lucky people to petrify them.

So in order to guard against Medusa, the little wizards have prepared a mirror. Whenever there are few people, they will block this special double-sided mirror in front of their eyes.

This is because it is said that Medusa is most afraid of mirrors, because as long as she looks in the mirror, she will see her terrible face and run away.

Zhang Xiaocai would not say who came up with this genius idea and asked Malfoy to spread it.

After chatting with Mrs. Weasley for a while, she mainly listened to Mrs. Weasley pouring out her worries about Ginny and the pain her daughter had suffered. Zhang Xiao played the role of a listener perfectly.

I originally wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Mrs. Weasley about the housekeeping company, but it seems that she won't be able to do it until Ginny recovers.

After the visit, Zhang Xiao and Hermione went to Professor McGonagall's office to prepare for the professor's Transfiguration Club gathering.

From time to time, you can see a large group of little wizards gathering together in the long corridor, like frightened little quails, holding up mirrors and walking cautiously.

"This atmosphere is really uncomfortable." Hermione suddenly whispered.

Zhang Xiao nodded, "Well, people are panicked, and few people are still focused on studying."

"Are the professors just watching? Where is Principal Dumbledore? Why hasn't there been an effective measure?" The little witch was a little excited. If such a terrible attack had happened in a primary school, it would have caused a nationwide sensation. .

After listening to Hermione's words, Zhang Xiao fell silent. In fact, he didn't quite understand what these professors were thinking. In the original book, even though he knew clearly that the secret room had been opened, he didn't seem to think about shutting down the school and finding out the secret room. Restart school again.

Instead, the little wizard was allowed to live in fear of being attacked. Could it be that Dumbledore wanted to fish again?

This idea has come up more than once during this time, but it was quickly rejected because Dumbledore might make sacrifices, but he would never risk the lives of so many students.

Students are his lifeblood, even Malfoy in the original book, he tried to save.

Unless there really is some deep secret inside Hogwarts that necessitates keeping the school open?

Is it not just because of the status of the school that Xiaotang is obsessed with Hogwarts?

Zhang Xiao was startled. Before he could think about it, Hermione looked at him curiously and asked:

"Zhang, what's wrong? We're already here."

Zhang Xiao came back to his senses, pinched the bridge of his nose, stabilized his emotions, and then opened the door under Hermione's strange eyes.

After scanning a circle of members of the Transformation Club,

Well, they are all familiar people. They are almost the original members of Professor Flitwick's Charms Club. This is because spells and transfiguration have strong similarities.

A spell that is strong enough to transform is absolutely not weak at all, and vice versa.

For some other courses, such as herbal medicine, ancient magic texts, etc., the personnel changes are relatively large.

After greeting each other familiarly again, Zhang Xiao wanted to find a chair to sit down, but found that there were no chairs except some tables.

But everyone looked like they were used to it, standing in twos and threes chatting quietly to the side.

Penello smiled and stretched out his hand to say hello to them. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Professor McGonagall's voice coming from one side:

"Good afternoon, gentlemen and ladies."

"Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall."

McGonagall was wearing a more casual-looking black female wizard robe. Compared to when she was in class, Professor McGonagall was obviously much more relaxed at this time.

She looked around the little wizard with her blue eyes and said:

"This time, we have two new members, MR Zhang and Miss Granger, second-year students. I think everyone should be familiar with them.

After all, Filius and I have discussed many times whether to merge the two clubs of Charms and Transfiguration. "

Everyone burst into low laughter, obviously this was not the first time Professor McGonagall said this.

"Okay, time is precious, everyone, let's start the routine opening ceremony."

Professor McGonagall clapped her hands and looked through the square lenses: "Today's theme is a luxurious throne, the more luxurious the better!

The best candidate will receive 20 college points! "

In the confused eyes of Zhang Xiao and Hermione, they all pulled out their wands in a familiar manner, pointed at the surrounding things and began to transform.

Along with the transformed light, thrones with different styles and looking extremely luxurious suddenly appeared around them.

Arranged neatly in a circle, it looked like a king's meeting.

"MR Zhang, Miss Granger, this is the opening ceremony of the Transfiguration Club. No chairs are prepared. I will designate a theme. Everyone can use their imagination to conjure up their own chairs.

understand? "

Professor McGonagall pointed to everyone's chairs, then clicked on the specially reserved empty seat and introduced them to the two of them.

So that’s it! It quite fits the concept of the Transformation Club.

Hermione took out her wand, looked at everyone's chairs in confusion, thought for a while, and began to transform with great effort.

It's just that the transformation of this size is still a bit difficult for the second-year wizard. Hermione successfully transformed a small throne.

It is pink, with crystal clear crystals and hollow patterns. The back of the chair is very high, but compared to the tall thrones around it, this throne is like a baby's seat.

But why does it look a bit like the seat where princesses often sit in Disney cartoons?

Hermione sat on it a little embarrassedly. Maybe this made Hermione feel like she was a princess. The little witch couldn't help but smile happily.

Everyone looked at Zhang Xiao, wondering what kind of seat this most eye-catching little wizard in the school would conjure.

Professor McGonagall also took a few steps back, somewhat anticipating Zhang Xiao's next move.

Zhang Xiao took out the magic wand. Do you need to think about what will happen?

Of course it’s the dragon chair!

Almost missed it