Chinese students at Hogwarts

hiss! Malfoy next to him had already made an unusually obvious intake of breath sound.

Not just him, almost all the little wizards in the auditorium were expressing their surprise in various ways.

Those little wizards who were not sensitive to this aspect just thought it was very cool that the principal did this.

But purebloods like Malfoy, who have a "family background", can faintly feel the stormy waves below.

On the rostrum, Professor McGonagall knocked over the soup bowl, and Professor Flitwick dropped the lucky cloud. The professors were holding newspapers and looked even more shocked than the little wizard.

"What does Principal Zhang Dumbledore want to do?"

Malfoy asked in a low voice, his face a little pale. Ever since he met Zhang, Malfoy's position has been leaning towards Dumbledore little by little.

One of the important reasons why Lucius and his wife agreed that Malfoy should continue to come to school was because Dumbledore was here.

As long as Dumbledore is around, Voldemort will not dare to attack the students of Hogwarts. This is recognized by everyone.

Pretty much the same, actually.

Seeing that Zhang didn't speak, Malfoy couldn't control his anxiety, moved closer to Zhang Xiao, and whispered:

“Zhang, impeachment is not a problem, but the problem is that impeachment failed.

This will make people mistakenly think that Dumbledore has lost his previous influence, and they will think that Dumbledore is old and no longer useful.

Zhang, do you understand?

The reason why Lao Wang gradually lost power was because he failed to execute the minister for the first time. "

Zhang Xiao put down the newspaper and nodded. Of course he understood what Malfoy said. Either the east wind prevails over the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind.

It's a matter of wind direction.

In the original book, Dumbledore was actually giving in all the time. His biggest resistance was just to say "You can't catch me" and then use the Phoenix to escape.

But it's different now. Dumbledore, who has found a method that suits him, is definitely not the kind of person who acts recklessly.

Combined with his identity as the old Riddler and the old Thousand Layer Cake.

You have to try to think in the direction that Fudge may make a small profit, but Dumbledore wins.

"Draco, generally speaking, what would Fudge do if he wanted revenge?"

Zhang Xiao suddenly asked.

Malfoy thought for a while and replied in a low voice:

"If nothing else, I will definitely smear him in the newspaper first and then deprive Dumbledore of his position.

In fact, if Dumbledore hadn't lost his position, Fudge wouldn't have been able to do anything. "

Is that so? Zhang Xiao nodded thoughtfully.

Hmm. In the original book, Dumbledore seems to have lost his two positions as Chief of the Wizengamot and President of the International Confederation of Wizards.

Fudge also considered revoking Dumbledore's First Class Order.

If Dumbledore wins, then he must first admit that he would be happy to lose these two positions.

Why would Dumbledore want to lose these two seats?

Zhang Xiao pinched his chin, and suddenly remembered that before heading to the cave, Dumbledore rushed over in a hurry, and was very happy that he had escaped the boring meeting again.

If you think about it this way, it's possible that Dumbledore was tired of these meetings and wanted to get rid of them.

This is the case with some things. If the direction of thinking is wrong, even those with great wisdom will find it difficult to understand the key to the matter.

When Zhang Xiao did the opposite, he found that everything seemed to have a reasonable explanation.

After getting rid of the shackles, I warned Fudge. Although I didn't know what price Fudge would have to pay to take away these two positions, it would definitely not be easy.

Thinking about it this way, Dumbledore won three times! Maybe more than I thought.

Zhang Xiao gathered his thoughts, folded the newspaper, and asked Xiao Ma, who was still worried, a direct question.

"Draco, which one are you afraid of, the Dark Lord or Fudge?"

"No need to ask, of course it's the Dark Lord!"

"But the Dark Lord has no position, why are you afraid of him?"

"He is so powerful that he can destroy the Ministry of Magic alone! Compared to him, Fudge is trash!

So I’m sure—”

Malfoy suddenly closed his mouth, looking thoughtful.

"So you found the problem?" Zhang Xiao said slowly: "Dumbledore doesn't need those things. Some people are obsessed with playing power."

"Zhang, you're right, Dumbledore doesn't need that."

In the first Potions class of school, Snape immediately brought everyone back to the past.

He kept using his unique aria-like speaking style behind everyone's back, mercilessly sarcastic about every Gryffindor he saw.

Not even Hermione escaped his venomous tongue.

At that time, Hermione was handling the ingredients of the potion in a textbook way.

But he heard Snape's contemptuous snort:

"Inspiring nerd, Miss Granger, do you only follow the textbook?"

No one knew what this sentence meant, but Zhang Xiao had a rough guess.

Hermione bit her lip and glared hard at Snape's back, but didn't say anything, but her movements were more standard and perfect.

Ron and Harry, in addition to being deducted points, also tried to comfort Hermione:

"Ignore this disgusting old bat, Hermione, you are the best Potions student in your year.

Oh yes, and Zhang. "

"Yes." Ron answered, leaned forward, hid his face behind the crucible, and said mysteriously:

"Guys, do you notice something isn't right about Old Bat?"

Although Hermione did not participate in the discussion, her little ears hidden in her thick long hair moved, and her body unconsciously rubbed towards Harry and Ron.

"I feel the same way, Ron, tell me."

A series of incurable diseases such as dragon pox had flashed through Harry's mind.

"I think he may be acquainted with Professor Lupin-" Ron quickly told the information he knew.

"I had a stomachache that day. On the way to the toilet, I happened to bump into Lupine and Professor Snape talking. I couldn't understand the names they said, but the two of them seemed to have had a feud before."

A holiday? Later, Sirius seemed to have said that they were classmates with Snape when they were in school.

Harry's eyes sparkled, and he eagerly wanted to know more details.

"Everyone, come and take a look -" Snape's deep and gloomy voice sounded from behind the crucible.

Harry and Ron shook their heads and raised their heads stiffly, only to find that Snape had already filled a spoon with some of their potion.

"Orange--"

Snape drawled, as if he was very happy that the potion that should have been green turned orange.

"Tell me, Potter, Weasley -

Didn't you two bring your brains with you today?

Didn't you hear me say, clearly, that all it takes is a drop of mouse bile?

Didn't I say plainly that a little leech juice would suffice?"

Harry lowered his head and said nothing, while Ron's face turned as red as his hair and he was trembling.

After Snape deducted points for Potter, he suddenly felt uninterested. Originally, Potter would still be angry, and he was trembling with anger.

But I don't know since when, Potter suddenly changed his attitude, just like now, with his head lowered and no reaction at all.

Snape curled his lips. At this moment, he actually began to miss Longbottom, because if he was here, he would definitely be able to create some unexpected surprises that he could not think of.

"Boom!" A loud noise came, accompanied by the cries of several students, and Snape suddenly felt that he was full of enthusiasm again.

He turned around, locked the target directly, and shouted sharply:

"What did you do again?"

Seamus wiped his dark face:

"The potion exploded, sir!"

"Idiot, I saw it!"

Snape walked over quickly, there was some fun in boring life after all.

At Wudang Mountain, Gu Ying pulled Neville and sighed:

"Junior Brother Na, we are far away from each other, so be careful on the road."

Neville nodded heavily. After getting along for a period of time, he and Senior Brother Gu had become very familiar with each other.

Neville envied the other party's free and easy attitude, but Senior Brother Gu said that he was not a fish.

Neville didn't understand what Zifeiyu was, but this didn't affect Neville's liking for this senior brother very much.

Gu Ying took out a sword from somewhere and handed it to Neville:

"Junior brother, when we say goodbye, I don't know what to give you, so I will give you a sword. Don't wear my reputation as Wudang when you go out.

Senior brother taught you that you should also practice frequently, remember? "

Neville held the sword in both hands, with tears on his round face. He bowed deeply to Gu Ying, then turned back and walked toward the mountain gate.

Alice and Frank were standing there, arms outstretched.

Neville jogged a few steps and threw himself into the arms of the two of them.

"Dad, Mom!"

In the first Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Professor Lupine was not there.

They all sat down, and took out their books, quills, and parchments;

Counting together, this is already the third professor they have replaced, and this course always seems to be related to the mysterious person.

It seems that his obsession with this course has been realized in another way.

Including but not limited to attaching to the back of a person's head, getting into a person's body, etc.

When Professor Lupine finally walked into the classroom, the little wizard was chatting enthusiastically.

Lupine smiled slightly and placed his tattered suitcase on the lectern.

He looked the same as when he arrived - 'poor', but he looked healthier than when he was on the train, as if he had eaten a few solid meals.

The little wizards did it quickly, unscrewing the ink bottles and quills without being asked, waiting for the professor to say, "Then why don't you remember it?" so that they can cooperate with the professor.

Lu Ping was a little surprised by the actions of the little wizards. He leaned in front of the podium and asked curiously:

"Is this class now about memorizing knowledge points? Why do you all bring notebooks and quills?"

It was just a simple question that made the whole little wizard look at each other.

Parvati raised her hand timidly, and after Lupine signaled her, the girl said:

"Professor, I don't quite understand. Isn't Defense Against the Dark Arts always like this?

Read the book and record some knowledge points, that's it. "

Lu Ping looked at the little wizards nodding wildly in surprise, still a little unbelievable:

"But this is a practical course. At least when I was in school, we rarely brought books - well, okay, please put all the books back in your schoolbag.

In my classroom, if it is not stated ahead of time that books are needed, then wands are needed more. "

The whole class put their books back in their bags, and several students exchanged surprised looks. They had never had a practical course in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Well, Lockhart did have some pretty exciting lessons in the end, but evenly divided, he only had two lessons per grade.

What's wonderful is that he didn't read from the book, but talked about some very good knowledge points.

Lu Ping clapped his hands, attracted everyone's attention, and said gently:

"It seems that this course is a little different from what I thought. I have thought about communicating with Professor Lockhart about the progress of your course.

But when I received his reply, there was only a large connected signature on it - well, to be honest, the signature was very beautiful. "

Loud laughter suddenly erupted in the classroom, and the little wizards slapped the table and laughed.

Malfoy and Harry, the brothers who often played the protagonists in dramas, were reminded of the tragic experience last year.

"I kind of like this professor. Although what he wears is very--not in line with my idea of ​​a professor, but it looks like he has two brushes."

Malfoy said softly.

Zhang Xiao nodded in agreement. Lu Ping was indeed a very qualified professor and a tragic figure. He was one of his favorite characters in the original work.

After the little wizard Lu Ping finished laughing, he continued gently:

"So have you learned how to deal with Boggarts, Xinkpunk, Grindylow, and Cabba?"

The little wizard who answered him neatly shook his head:

"No, Professor Lupin!"

Lu Ping sighed, feeling a little distressed. He had prepared at the pace that this grade should have, but he didn't expect that the first two professors had not done anything serious at all.

The original teaching plan was put on hold. The little wizard watched Lupine quietly thinking on the podium, his gray hair giving a feeling of vicissitudes of life.

Combined with his own special temperament.

The little wizards couldn't help but look forward to it.

This professor might have the real thing!

Lupine soon paid attention. He cleared his throat, looking a little helpless, but even so, he still maintained that warm tone:

"Well, it seems that before the class officially starts, I have to give everyone a thorough feel.

So who comes first? "

The little wizards immediately turned their attention to Zhang Xiao.

Although I don’t know what the bottom line is, it’s definitely right to ask Zhang to go up and explore the path first!

Zhang Xiao:.

Lu Ping laughed and nodded to Zhang Xiao:

"Then please come up, Zhang."

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Kavin's stuck a bit. I drove for seven hours today, and I feel dizzy. I won't go out to play this National Day. I should be able to get more out of it.