Ashes of Hogwarts

Hagrid was naturally acquitted.

Facing two big figures in the wizarding world, Fudge did not dare and had no reason to refuse this reasonable request.

Early the next morning, the Daily Prophet published a statement from the Ministry of Magic.

At the same time, they also dispatched special reporters to enter the secret room to obtain precise information.

Dumbledore agreed.

So the next front page headline became like this.

"Shocking, the story that a rookie mage and an ancient basilisk have to tell. 》

"It's so big and he's so small, how could he possibly bear it!" 》

"What happened between the macho man and the basilisk in the hidden secret room?" 》

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"Holy crap, are they the Daily Prophet or the Quibbler!"

Ash angrily threw the newspaper onto the dining table.

He felt his brain hurt a little.

"Relax, Ash."

Snape didn't think this was a bad thing: "This means you are famous now. Which celebrity has not received such treatment."

Although there is an element of schadenfreude, this statement is indeed true.

"So you, the Potions Master, have been treated like this before."

Ash teased.

Snape spread his hands and made a gesture of indifference.

"I'm not qualified, but Dumbledore must feel the same way."

"Hopefully there won't be any more reports like this after the ceremony."

Ash clipped his teaching plan and left the potions classroom in a hurry.

Looking at Ash's disappearing back, Snape could only shrug helplessly.

He began to take care of his handsome long hair.

Dumbledore was not the only one to become younger during the First Fire incident.

On the third floor, inside the defense class classroom.

Today is the turn of the second-year wizards to take defense class, but the professor's delay in coming made the students gradually start to act wildly.

As a class representative, Hermione also went to Ash's office, but unfortunately, he wasn't there.

In the classroom, colorful lights are constantly flying in the air.

Not long after they got their powers, these second-year wizards still had trouble controlling their curiosity.

Without a teacher to control them, they went completely crazy.

In the back seat of the classroom, Hermione blocked her ears with a sullen expression.

She found that she couldn't control these naughty children.

Especially Harry and Ron, who actually turned the table into two shirtless muscular men wrestling in the middle of the classroom!

Fortunately, the little wizards also know how to put a layer of iron armor spell on themselves for protection, otherwise they will be in trouble if something happens.

"It's so... youthful!"

Filch, who appeared at the back of the classroom at some point, took out a handkerchief and wiped his tears from emotion.

"Mr. Filch!"

Hermione noticed him: "Can you go and discipline them, at least make them quiet."

"I'm very sorry, Miss Granger."

Filch stuffed the handkerchief back into his clothes. After digging around for a long time, he finally pulled out a neatly folded piece of parchment.

"It was signed by Principal Dumbledore himself, allowing me to audit Professor Lothric's class. So I am now a student."

Hermione was helpless, and she was even ready to file a complaint.

Anyway, points will be deducted from all four houses at the same time. Maybe Gryffindor will get some points back because of itself.

Suddenly, the noise in the classroom gradually became quiet.

People looked outside the door in unison.

nobody!

The spells started flying again.

Harry quietly closed the door.

The noisy atmosphere became even more lively.

boom!

Hermione slammed the table.

She can't stand it anymore, she's going to file a complaint!

Boom!

At this extremely critical moment, the classroom door was kicked open.

"It was that bastard...the charming professor who kicked the door."

Draco instinctively wanted to curse, but his last thoughts of survival stopped him.

At the door of the classroom, Professor Losric was standing there holding the textbook with a gloomy expression.

The 43-yard footprint on the door was undoubtedly the professor's.

Whoops!

The little wizards ran back to their seats in an instant. Amidst the harsh sound of tables and chairs moving, the classroom returned to its previous orderliness.

Deng!

Deng!

Deng!

Ash walked up to the podium with slow steps.

He threw the textbook away casually.

"Keep making noise!"

"I heard your voices from far away at the end of the corridor, especially Harry and Ron. Your cheers reached the Great Hall!"

"I came a little late and you started arguing like this. Then if something happens to me and I don't come one day, you're going to be in trouble!"

The little wizards remained silent.

They had never seen an angry Professor Lothric.So at the moment they have no idea what to do.

Someone looked at Hermione, hoping that she would get up and say a few words.

But Ash called Hermione first.

"Tell me about it, class representative."

"Yes, Godfather." Hermione stood up.

"Call me Professor!"

"Yes, Professor! I have gone to your office to look for you, but you are not there. I asked them to study by themselves, but they didn't listen."

Hermione felt very aggrieved and felt that she could not be blamed for this matter.

It's true that the person is not here, and the sound transmission necklace is not allowed to be used until critical moments.

"Very good, I'm getting more and more capable, and I don't listen to the class representative anymore." Ash became even more angry.

"I have to say that you guys are really the worst class I have ever taught! Class representatives are not included."

"Since you have so much energy, I'll let you vent it out."

"Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Justin Finch-Fletchley, and Terry Butt, take the people from your house and run ten laps around Hogwarts Castle in a square formation. !”

The little wizards finally started to talk, and the severe corporal punishment began to make them complain and even accuse each other.

"Twenty laps!"

The little wizards made no more noise. They quickly lined up and hurried downstairs.

"Professor Losric." Filch lagging behind, he asked a little embarrassedly: "Which group should I go to?"

Seeing that it was Filch, Ash's angry face returned to normal in an instant.

"You don't need to, Mr. Filch, those little wizards suddenly gained strength, and now they have a lot of energy, so we have to let them vent so that they can attend class with peace of mind."

"As for you, I think you are definitely much stronger than them. At least you can control your own psychology and not let yourself lose control."

Filch was very happy, it was the first time in his life that he had received such a compliment.

He silently decided in his mind that next time he saw Miss Granger staying awake at night and sneaking around Hogwarts, he would just turn a blind eye.

Professor Losric is such a good person!

"What are you waiting for? I'm so lazy that I haven't eaten yet!"

Ash's roar rang in his ears again.

"If you run any slower and I fail to complete my teaching content, then just wait until I finish the class before having dinner!"

Well, the same devil.

Filch silently corrected his thoughts.