HP Magic Biography

In fact, Dumbledore's sudden resignation made Fan Lin a little flustered.

The chairman of the Boys' Student Council, this was something he had never thought about before.

However, this made Fan Lin feel very troublesome.

This also means that Dumbledore pushed him to the cusp of the storm, and everyone's eyes will be focused on him for a short time.

A fifth-grade male student union chairman, which means that this position will be permanently determined until Fan Lin graduates.

Hermione was very happy, which was more exciting than her being a prefect. In fact, when Fan Lin returned, only Hermione could share.

Because of the huge Gryffindor common room, only Hermione was still doing her best to finish it, to be precise, waiting for his return.

Fan Lin will never forget the girl's smiling face.

That's the president of the Boys' Student Council!

That's what he said at the time, but Fan Lin really doesn't think it's a good job. In fact, he still doesn't understand what the chairman of the Boys Student Union does...

as usual?

or……

However, when Seamus got dressed as quickly as possible and walked out of the dormitory before Harry put on his socks, Fan Lin still noticed something was wrong. He came back so late that he didn't even know what happened. What.

As the hem of Harry's robes disappeared from sight, Harry cried out, Does he think he's going to be crazy if he stays in the same room with me?

Don't bother with it, Harry, Thomas muttered, picking up his schoolbag, he's just— He obviously didn't know what was wrong with Seamus, and slipped out after a slight jerky pause. door.

Both Neville and Ron gave Harry that's his problem, not yours looks at the same time, but Harry didn't feel much comfort. How much more does he have to endure this kind of thing?

What happened? Fan Lin asked in confusion.

Before you came back, there were some conflicts between Seamus and Harry because of the Daily Prophet. Neville said softly, as if he was afraid of offending Harry.

Seamus? What did he say about Harry?

It does not matter.

Harry said angrily, one day he and his stupid mother will understand who is the liar.

Fan Lin shook his head. Fan Lin is naturally aware of Harry's sensitivity. Even though the Order of the Phoenix blocked a lot of news, Harry can still get such information from various channels. It is difficult to guarantee a peaceful state of mind in everything.

...

Hey, good news for you... Hermione beamed five minutes later, catching up to a few people who were crossing the common room to breakfast, You look absolutely - oh my god!

Hermione stared suddenly at the notice board in the common room, where a huge new notice was posted. A bunch of Galleons! Feel that pocket money is not enough to meet your expenses? Want to earn some extra coins? Please contact Fred and George Weasley in the Griffington Common Room for easy and relaxing part-time jobs (we regret that applicants will have to take all the risks that come with working).

It's forbidden, said Hermione sternly, pulling off the notice that Fred and George had pinned to a poster announcing that the first weekend trip to Hogsmeade and Wizarding Village would be It was in October.

We should talk to them, Ron, Valin, said Hermione.

Hermione said, Because we're prefects, it's our job to stop things like this. Ron didn't respond; Harry could see from his somber expression that he didn't see much hope in the prospect of stopping the twins.

No, wait a minute, what are we? Ron asked suddenly, he remembered that he and Hermione should be the only prefects.

Oh, sorry, I'm just used to it, but this is the happy news I want to announce. It seems that Fan Lin didn't tell you last night.

What is it? Ron asked.

It's on the wall, I thought you noticed it, Ron. Neville said dumbfounded, and he pointed to the announcement that was originally covered by the Weasley advertisement, perhaps it was the Hogwarts house-elf last night Come over and paste it.

You were elected as the President of the Boys' Student Union? Ron said in an unbelievable voice as if someone had stepped on his tail.

If there are no accidents, it will be like this. Fan Lin said helplessly, and he found a lot of people gathered around him.

Dumbledore notified me last night. This is a resolution of the school board. It was not decided until after the dinner last night, so I only found out temporarily. Fan Lin seemed to be explaining, but this It does not affect everyone's brain supplement work.

Excellent grades, experience enough to be discussed and magical power beyond imagination, these are almost the labels of Fan Lin at Hogwarts. It can be said that there are no fewer points about Fan Lin than Harry, And the last Three Witches Fighting Competition, there has been such rumors in Hogwarts.

Those rules were actually formulated to restrict Fan Lin from participating...

I don't know who was the first to react, and the sound of warm congratulations resounded through the entire Gryffindor public room.

Not only Gryffindor, but all other bulletin boards have this notice... I don't know who got the news, anyway, the fact that Fan Lin broke the rules and became the chairman of the Boys' Student Union spread throughout Hogwarts.

Became the president of the Boys Student Council in fifth grade?

You must know that in the past, the chairman of the boys' student union was held by the seventh grade, because the highest grade has the most powerful magic power, and the seventh grade is more suitable in terms of human sophistication.

But Fan Lin's strength?

It would be amazing if a little wizard who was able to face the black wizard in the century war head-on in the third grade would still be questioned in terms of magical power.

Naturally, everyone congratulated Fan Lin's election as the chairman of the Boys' Student Union, and everyone in Gryffindor knew that Fan Lin would not take it too far anyway.

But this is still the way for some people to go up, such as the prefects on Christmas Day.

The original head of the Boys' Student Council came from between them, but this year it became a fifth-year Gryffindor student?

It took Fan Lin and the others a lot of effort to escape from everyone's congratulations.

Oh, here comes the trouble. Fan Lin called out somewhat annoyed.

I wouldn't think so if I were you. Ron said as he finally emerged from the fat aunt's tunnel.

Let's not discuss that yet, but...

Anyway, Harry, what's the matter? You look annoyed, said Hermione suddenly, as they passed a string of portraits of witches and wizards hanging by the stairs, but the portraits ignored them, Engage in talking about your own topic.

Your face looks very wrong, and Seamus was very angry before...

Seamus suspects that Harry lied about Voldemort. Fan Lin said simply for Harry who did not answer.

Hermione sighed, not as furious as Harry had expected. Yeah, Lisa thinks so too, she said dejectedly.

Talking to her pleasantly about me, a fool who wants attention, is lying, isn't it? Harry yelled.

Hermione said calmly, That's not really the case, I warned her to shut her big fat mouth about you. It would be better if you could tone down your voice to the rest of us. Don't you see that Are we on your side? There was a small silence.

I'm sorry, Harry whispered dejectedly.

That's fine. Hermione said proudly, then she shook her head and said, Don't you remember what Dumbledore said at the banquet at the end of last term?

Both Harry and Ron looked at Hermione blankly, hoping she could explain things better.

It's about You-Know-Who. He says he has a high talent for spreading dissonance and hate. We can only contend against him by the formidable combined strength of friendship and trust--

How can you remember the original so well? Ron looked at her enviously.

I'm listening, Ron, said Hermione in a harsh tone.

I'm listening too, but I still can't speak as well as you—

The point is that this kind of thing is what Dumbledore said, Hermione raised her voice emphatically, It's only been two months since the mysterious man came back, and we've already had internal strife. The Sorting Hat also warns like this: stand together, unite stand up-

But Harry was right last night, Ron retorted, if that warning means we're courting the Slytherin idiots.

Then I'm sorry we're not trying to get a little bit of unity internally, Hermione retorted. As they walked up the marble staircase, a procession of Ravencrow fourth years was passing through the hall.

When they saw Harry they huddled and ran away, as if Harry would attack those who fell behind.

Yeah, we do try to make friends with those people, said Harry sarcastically. They followed Ravenclaw's people into the hall and looked towards the staff table unconsciously. Professor Grubby Blanco was chatting with Professor Sinista, and Hagrid was apparently absent again.

The enchanted ceiling above them was a wretched clouded gray just like Harry's mood.

Dumbledore didn't even mention how long Grubby Blanco was going to be here, Harry grumbled as they made their way to Griffinton's table.

Maybe— Fan Lin looked at the teacher's seat meaningfully.

What? Harry and Ron said in unison.

Perhaps he didn't want Hagrid's absence to be noticed.

What do you mean, to be noticed? Ron said with a half smile, How could we not notice? Just before Fan Lin responded, a tall, dark girl with long braids strode forward Come to Harry.

Hello, Angelina.

Hi, she replied excitedly.

Have you had a good vacation?

Before waiting for an answer, she said, Congratulations, Fan Lin, on becoming the head of the Hogwarts Boys' Student Council. Everyone agrees.

Thank you, Angelina. Fan Lin replied hastily. In fact, this is the habit of Gryffindor. One person's honor will be magnified, and everyone will be happy for it.

And, did you know, I was made the Quidditch captain of Gryffindor.

Great, Harry congratulated, grinning at her; he hoped Angelina's energetic speech wouldn't be as long as Oliver Wood's, which would be an improvement.

“Yes, with Oliver gone we need a new goalkeeper. The test is on Friday at five and I want the whole squad to be there, understand? Then we’ll see how the new man fits in with us.’

good.

Angelina smiled and left.

I forgot that Wood had already left, Hermione said vaguely, she was already sitting next to Fan Lin, with a large plate of toast piled up in front of her,

I hope it will make a big difference for the whole team.

I think so too, said Harry, sitting across from him. Wood was a good goalie.

But it wouldn't affect some fresh blood coming in, would it? said Ron.

In a patter, hundreds of owls flew in through the skylight and hovered in the sky. They charged straight at their masters, bringing letters and parcels, shaking off drops of rain on those who were eating; it must have been raining heavily outside.

Hedwig didn't show up, but Harry wasn't surprised; his only correspondent was Sirius, and he didn't think Sirius had anything new to tell him after being away for twenty-four hours.

Hermione, however, had to quickly remove her orange juice to make room for a soggy large owl from the barn with a soaked copy of the Daily Prophet in its beak.

What else did you order that for? Harry asked petulantly, thinking of Sims while Hermione was putting a copper Knut into the owl's leather pouch.

I'm not going to bother with a pile of trash.

That's the best way to know what the enemy is saying, said Hermione darkly as she unfolded the newspaper and disappeared behind it, not popping her head until Harry and Ron had finished their breakfast.

It's all right, she said simply, rolling up the newspaper and setting it beside her plate. There's nothing about you or Dumbledore.

Professor McGonagall was walking along the table with a timetable.

Look at today! Ron groaned, History of Magic, two Potions classes, Prophecy and two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes - Binns, Snape, Trelawney and that Umbridge All in one day! I wish Fred and George could get that snake peeling box done soon...

If I hear you right, said Fred, as he and George squeezed in to sit next to Harry, the Hogwarts prefects don't want to skip class, do they? It's embarrassing for our Boys Council Doesn't the chairman know how to curb this trend?

Look what we're up to today, growled Ron, pushing the timetable in front of Fred. This is the worst Monday I've ever had.

Hey, fair trade, boy, Fred said, looking over the timetable. If you want, we can sell you some Nosebleed Nougat for less money.

Why cheaper? Ron wondered. Because you get nosebleeds until you're old, and we don't have a recovery potion, George said, eating kippers.

Cheers, said Ron enthusiastically, putting away his timetable, but I guess I'll go to class.

And your snake-shaving box, said Hermione, glancing at Fred and George. You can't advertise it on the Gryffindor bulletin board.

Who said that? George said, looking surprised. I did, said Hermione.

And Fan Lin...

Well, count me in. Fan Lin sent a helpless expression.

Hermione glared at Fan Lin, obviously not satisfied with Fan Lin's expression.

Fred and George snickered. You'll be singing a very different song soon, Hermione, said Fred, slathering butter on toast. You're starting your fifth year, and it won't be long before you're begging us for a snake-shaving box.

But why does it say I want a snake-shaving box at the beginning of the fifth year? Hermione asked.

Because in the fifth year there will be an ordinary wizard level exam. George said awe-inspiringly.