Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 96 Entry List, and Albania

On the eighth floor, in the principal's office, Dumbledore sat there leisurely, drinking black tea with three parts of sugar and watching with interest Snape and Professor McGonagall arguing there.

 It’s also a coincidence.

Originally, Professor McGonagall just came to see Dumbledore for something, but as soon as she entered the door, she heard Snape shouting that he wanted to expel a certain student.

“It’s that Kelchouba again. He has defrauded other students of at least five hundred galleons in the past few days.”

"I said at the time that he should be expelled because he instigated classmates, acted daringly, and violated school rules."

 …

Professor McGonagall listened for a while and probably understood what was going on. She frowned and said, "Severus, we don't expel students just because of something as trivial as selling a few things."

 “Little things?” Snape raised his eyebrows and shifted his gaze from Dumbledore to Professor McGonagall.

"With all due respect Minerva, he is already trying to organize students to cheat in exams."

 “Cheating? Are you kidding me?”

Professor McGonagall said in disbelief: "I have seen those things. They are not even magic items, they are just the most common decorations."

“So, what Mr. Chopper is selling is a fake?” Snape said in a long voice: “After all, ordinary decorations are not worth ten galleons.

Selling fake goods to deceive other young wizards in Hogwarts should also be expelled! "

 “Be patient Severus.”

At this time, Dumbledore also finished his black tea, took out a large piece of parchment and placed it on the table.

"This is their product brochure, you probably haven't seen it yet." He pointed to the bottom line of bold words and said, "They have actually made it very clear, so this is not deception. "

 Snape raised his eyes and saw a line of bright characters that made his eyes hurt.

 【This product has only symbolic meaning...please purchase at your own discretion】

"In addition..." Dumbledore thought about it and said, "As far as I know, most of the decorations purchased by students cost five galleons, and only a small part... well, the better-looking ones will be sold for ten galleons." ."

After hearing Dumbledore's words, Snape's expression suddenly became very ugly, as if he had eaten a plate of unwashed intestines.

  Let's just say that the Slytherins bought ten galleons.

"What about this sentence?" Snape looked at the flyer with a gloomy face and said, "They also mentioned you, which is a lie."

 “Actually... what they say is true.”

Dumbledore's face suddenly turned red and he said, "I did wear something similar during my graduation exam, but it was later confiscated by Professor Marchbaan."

 “Merlin’s beard, I always thought no one would remember it.”

 Snape's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, he grabbed the leaflet and left the principal's office.

"boom!"

 The loud slamming of the door woke up Fawkes who was sleeping. He flew to Dumbledore's shoulder and pecked at his beard angrily.

"Sorry Fawkes, Severus didn't mean it."

 Fox didn't listen and continued to pull at his beard.

 There was no other way, Dumbledore could only take out some mandrake leaves from the drawer, and then calmed his phoenix.

　　Then he raised his head, looked at Professor McGonagall with an incredulous look on his face and said, "Don't be so surprised Minerva, I was only seventeen years old at the time, and it was normal for me to do some incomprehensible things.

And the test that time was the History of Magic. Professor Binns’s class... you should understand. Professor McGonagall's mouth twitched, wanting to laugh...but she held it back.

　　"Okay..." Dumbledore changed the subject: "What do you want to see me for?"

 When it came to business, Professor McGonagall's expression became more serious.

"Ahem, this is the entry list you want from June to August last year." She put a small pile of parchment on the table and said, "The owl didn't find you yesterday, so the Ministry of Magic sent it to me. ."

 “Thank you, Minerva, I just need it now.”

Dumbledore took it and opened it for a while, then took out another stack of similar parchment from the bookshelf behind him.

Professor McGonagall glanced curiously, but due to her vision, she could only make out the first few words.

 “Exit from Albania…”

 When Dumbledore began to compare the two lists seriously, Professor McGonagall saw this and left silently.

 As the door was closed again, silence returned to the principal's office.

On the wall, the portraits that were pretending to sleep opened their eyes one after another, and gathered together to discuss the topic just now with great interest.

"It's the little wizard named Kyle again." A witch said: "How many times has this name appeared in the principal's office?"

"At least three times." A thin old man said: "Every time the Potions Professor comes here recently, it's because of him, another problem student."

"I don't think so." The witch who spoke before shook her head and said, "I have seen that child in the corridor. He is smart, humble, and polite. He even says hello to the portrait."

“Perhaps he was just pretending.” A snarky voice said, “Just like the student back then...hypocritical.”

"Shut up, Phineas," a bearded wizard said dissatisfied: "That's different, he's a Hufflepuff!"

"That's right." Phineas Black picked his nose and said, "He is from that idiot academy, and he probably doesn't have this kind of city..."

"how dare you…"

The bearded wizard rushed into Phineas's picture frame angrily, grabbed him by the collar and said: "Tell me again, what happened to Hufflepuff?!"

 Under the original picture frame of the bearded wizard, it is clearly written that he graduated from Hufflepuff.

"You, what do you want to do..." Phineas, who was grabbed by the collar, struggled hard: "Let me go quickly, do you still want to hit me?"

 “I’ve been thinking about it for a long time!”

The bearded wizard knocked him to the ground with one punch, and then stamped on his face.

 "School for Idiots? Ha! I'll show you the power of Hufflepuff today!"

Other portraits saw this and ran over one after another, then skillfully took out snacks, drinks and small stools, and started to watch from the front row.

Watching Phoenix get beaten is their favorite entertainment activity.

The principal's office cannot live without Phoenix, just like the mermaid in the Black Lagoon cannot live without a broomstick.

At this time, Dumbledore, who had been looking at the parchment, also raised his head.

　　He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and ignored the portraits. Instead, he stood up and walked to the window, staring out the window in a daze.

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 (End of this chapter)