Hogwarts Archmage

The morning after Peter was taken away, when the little wizards passed by the scoring hourglass, many of them couldn't help rubbing their eyes and looked at Gryffindor who had rushed to No. 2 in disbelief, and they understood a little bit. After a while, Thirty and Rupert became the new favorites of the entire academy.

Many people even made a special trip to visit the two little guys. Everyone was very enthusiastic. Ma En felt that it was a bit inappropriate for him to chase people away, and he was unbearably disturbed for a while.

This also includes a person who is not a Gryffindor, and he is not even a student.

Severus Snape, a famous master of potions in the wizarding world. The potions he made were in short supply and he personally made some anti-fetal potions for Thirty...

Hmm... Thirty and one month pregnant. Calculating the date, it should be just after the fertile month. The father of the child in the belly is undoubtedly the Rupert who fights for toys with it every day...

"Beast." Ma En sat on the sofa bed that had just been installed on the top floor and poured medicine into Thirty while looking at Rupert and cursed in Chinese.

Esther looked over with some confusion, "What did you say?"

"I praise him for his ability."

"That's it."

It has already entered November, the rain falling from the sky is a bit cold, and the temperature is only about ten degrees Celsius. Esther is wearing a thick outer robe, and the nylon pen in her hand is dipped in the palette. Some dye is applied to the treated canvas.

Hermione was reading some after-school books in the study room on the first floor and didn't come up.

Hermione's study progress has now caught up with Esther's. With the help of Marne, the two of them have completed almost all the required courses before the third grade ahead of schedule.

I have to say that Ma En is still good. After all, he has a good mentor who is full of "patience", "love" and "carefulness".

The above passage comes from Walder.

In fact, Wald was very irritable when teaching him magic courses. The only thing he was barely attentive to is when he checked his homework.

By the way, Walder did the same thing when he was teaching Margaery.

No matter who it is, even if he makes the slightest mistake that he shouldn't make, he will immediately become furious. Equality between men and women is fully reflected in him in an alternative way.

The teaching style is still considered cool in the eyes of the students. Compared with the past, it can be described as gentle.

Everyone is used to his teaching method. Although it is not stated clearly, everyone actually hopes that Chilo's disease will last longer, especially the prospective graduates in sixth and seventh grade who are about to face the NEWT exam, regardless of professionalism, pertinence or practicality. From any angle, Wald can surpass the eight streets of Chilaw.

Quirrell lives up to expectations and has been sick all the time and has never gotten better. Even when I see him occasionally, I always feel that it is not easy for this man to stay alive for so long with his face.

Esther's painting will take a long time to complete. Hermione is addicted to books and can't help herself. Marne has no choice but to take today's newspaper and look through it to relieve her boredom.

The newspaper was about Pettigrew two days ago. The rat was quickly imprisoned, replacing the original scapegoat Sirius. Secretary Fauci published a full page speech, criticizing the previous minister's negligence from all angles. Duty, not mentioning that he was the one who led the team to capture Sirius, but most wizards obviously didn't know much about the inside story, which could be regarded as saving a little reputation for him.

By the way, Umbridge returned to the Ministry of Magic and, unbeknownst to everyone, was once again on the list of senior officials in the Ministry of Magic.

Dumbledore didn't stay as long as he thought. In fact, he went back to school this morning and didn't even miss tomorrow's Quidditch match.

As the sky gradually darkened, Esther also drew the last stroke on the canvas. She packed her things and took them back indoors, closed the door and sat next to Ma En.

"There's Quidditch tomorrow. Do you want to watch it? Everyone is going."

"Let's take a look, but if everyone goes, I should go too. Anyway, I have nothing to do by myself." Ma En threw the newspaper aside and said boredly. The newspapers these days are not interesting. They are all full of The Pettigrew thing was okay at first, but later it became a flattery for the officials of the Ministry of Magic, and the writing was stinky and long.

"I thought you would refuse firmly. After all, you have said more than once that you have no good impression of Quidditch."

"Then what else can I do? If this was outside and there were other places to play, then I would never go to see some damn game, but now it's at school and everyone has gone to watch the fun, and I'm all alone. Man, if I drag you along at most, we two can't do anything else except play chess, and I can't beat you. Even playing cards, we are short of one person - Hermione said she was going to cheer for Gryffindor. .”

Esther looked up and down Ma En, who had just entered the growth stage and was not as tall as her, and agreed with his statement, "Indeed, we can't do anything."

"That's it."

The two chatted for a few more words. Ma En looked at his pocket watch, stood up and pulled Esther up from the sofa. He pointed at the watch in his hand and said, "It's time for us to go to the auditorium for dinner. We have to Shout out to Hermione, I think she may have become so immersed in books that she forgot that time can move."

A smile appeared on Esther's face, "You go downstairs and call her first. I have to change my clothes. This dress has a lot of paint on it. I don't want others to think I'm sloppy."

"Okay, we'll wait for you in the living room."

Pulled Hermione out of the study, who was holding a book and yelling to read another paragraph, and said that she could only read it after eating.

Esther also quickly came down from upstairs, and the three of them walked towards the auditorium together.

While eating, I met Harry who was a little excited after training. In the eyes of the other party with suspicion, Marne repeatedly stated that he would definitely go to the Quidditch field to watch his game tomorrow. Only then did he have some leisure time and eat in peace.

"Actually, if the school allows competitions using wizard basins, I can also participate."

"What basin?" Harry asked curiously as he took a sip of lemonade.

Hermione next to her glanced at Marn, "You're not talking about the wooden basin confiscated by Professor McGonagall, are you?"

Marn nodded, and Hermione explained it to Harry and Ron who came over and were curious. Finally, she said to Marn: "Believe me, Marn, if you use that thing to participate in the competition, don't say you can If you can't reach the designated position before the end of the game, you won't be able to pass Professor McGonagall alone, and she will definitely be able to knock you out of the sky and let a substitute come on."

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