Hogwarts Crawler

The prefects' meeting was not complicated. The main thing was that the previous student union president and other prefects told them about their duties and powers as prefects.

As a serious magic school, unless you want to intervene in every aspect like Percy to show your status as a prefect, there are actually very few things that prefects must do.

Excluding special circumstances and taking freshmen to the dormitory on the first day of school, the daily work of prefects is actually just night patrol.

Compared with their duties, prefects have greater powers. Prefects have their own bathrooms and can deduct points and put students who violate school rules in confinement.

After arriving at Hogwarts, Adam looked at the teacher's seat and sighed.

Professor Hagrid, who should have been extremely conspicuous, disappeared. He probably went to find the giant. He was replaced by Professor Grubbly-Plank, and Professor Moody's position was replaced by a short and fat woman in pink clothes.

What is coming will come...

"Everyone, please follow me."

After the freshman dinner, Adam and Hannah took the Hufflepuff freshmen to the common room. On the way, he couldn't help but recall the first time he walked this road...

It's nostalgic.

"It's worth noting this painting."

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Adam turned his head and looked at the curious juniors and juniors:

"I believe that in the next few years, you will often come here in the middle of the night and scratch this pear."

Adam said and demonstrated it himself, and the twisted pear became a door handle.

"This is the kitchen of Hogwarts. When you feel hungry outside of meal time and have no other food at hand, you might as well come here and take a look."

Looking at everyone's eyes, Adam nodded secretly. Sure enough, they are all very pure Hufflepuffs.

These are all his loyal customers in the future!

Thinking of the restaurant that is still called "Pure Blood Glory", Adam blinked and waited for the weekend to talk to Regulus.

The fifth year at Hogwarts is very different from the fourth year. Not only can they be elected as prefects from the fifth year, but they will also have to take an important exam at the end of the fifth year - O.W.L.s.

At the freshman dinner, it can be seen that the students of the same grade have begun to be a little anxious, but everyone in Adam's dormitory is very open about this exam.

After all... if nothing unexpected happens, there will be no "job hunting" process in their future careers. Let alone O.W.L.s, even N.E.W.T.s certificates are meaningless to them.

"But Eugene and Bernard, you two better pay attention, especially Eugene. The future Minister of Magic can't be a guy who hasn't even passed O.W.L.s."

Adam reminded:

"By the way, Colon, how have you thought about it, about the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures..."

"I think it's okay, but my parents always think I'm joking."

Colon was also helpless. If it wasn't Adam who said this, he would have thought it was a joke.

"Then let's make it like this for now. Anyway, I can't help you pave the way now... Letting you stand out too much now will only hurt you."

Adam shrugged.

Last semester, he returned Helga Hufflepuff's gold cup and Salazar Slytherin's locket, and Hufflepuff won the house cup again. If nothing unexpected happens, he will also serve as the male student union president next year.

Because of this, Adam's visibility among the students can be said to be among the best.

"Mr. Reed, I heard..."

In the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Umbridge looked at Adam directly after introducing herself, but she fell straight down before she finished saying what she heard.

Uther looked at Adam in surprise.

So direct?

Don't you even act?

Adam shrugged. What's wrong with being direct? As long as it's useful.

"Professor Umbridge? What's wrong with you, Professor Umbridge?"

After pretending to shout a few times, Adam walked forward, took out his wand and chanted a few awakening spells, but none of them worked. Then he stood up and looked at everyone:

"It seems that Professor Umbridge slept too late last night. Let's study on our own this class."

The news that Professor Umbridge fell into a coma in the middle of class... or at the beginning of the class spread as soon as the class was over. In the afternoon, another piece of news came out - Professor Umbridge was admitted to the hospital wing because she had slept for a full four hours and even Professor Dumbledore couldn't wake her up.

"Professor Dumbledore, Professor Umbridge's coma has nothing to do with me."

As soon as he entered the principal's office, Adam took the initiative to complain.

"I know, Adam, I'm looking for you to book a banquet.As for Umbridge, the magic in her body is very stubborn. I think she might have been cursed..."

Looking at Professor Dumbledore who seemed to be thinking deeply, Adam was stunned.

Professor Dumbledore seemed to really think that it was the curse!

But the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is indeed cursed, and now that Voldemort has resurrected, it seems that the curse has become stronger... It makes sense?

After talking with Professor Dumbledore, Adam thought about it and decided to remove the sleep card for Umbridge tomorrow.

Let's make the best of a bad situation...

After waking up from sleep and having a 24-hour nightmare, Umbridge looked a little neurotic. When Adam stepped into her office, he even found that her whites were bloodshot.

Not really, Lockhart didn't look so embarrassed after playing with the ghost nuns for a few days?

"Mr. Reed..."

Umbridge forced a smile. Perhaps she still felt that her appearance was still decent:

"About my fainting in class, do you have any clues? "

"I feel sorry about this."

Adam sighed, and after Umbridge's cheeks twitched uncontrollably for a few times, he acted like he was recalling and said:

"But Professor Dumbledore did remind me, maybe... Never mind, that's probably nonsense."

Dumbledore?

Umbridge frowned, and then her smile suddenly became brighter - she thought it was brighter, and Adam just felt sick.

"What do you think of? It's okay, just say it."

"No, it's just a legend..."

"Please - tell me everything you know, Mr. Reed."

Umbridge almost didn't hold it in, and there was even a bit of threat in her eyes when she looked at Adam:

"Be honest with your professor, we'll talk about your little tricks in the North Tower later."

"...Well, okay, but I declare again that it's just a campus legend. "

Adam's words made Umbridge more impatient, but then he told her what she wanted to know:

"According to legend, when the You-Know-Who's ambition was not exposed, he tried to apply for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in order to seek something, but failed."

When Adam mentioned the You-Know-Who, Umbridge's eyes twitched fiercely. She wanted to stop Adam's nonsense, but just as she was about to speak, the nightmare experience of the whole 24 hours before made her suppress this impulse.

The next words of Adam made Umbridge sit up straight-

"The You-Know-Who left the school with hatred. Before leaving, he cursed the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Anyone in this position will suffer great misfortune. "