There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Harry, Hermione, and Ron sent out letters to all the students and professors they thought were problematic.

A total of eighty or ninety copies were sent, and the account name left was Harry's.

Harry Potter, the savior of the world, has a great reputation, and is regarded as a thorn in the flesh by all Death Eaters and dark wizards, and he is not afraid of revenge.

In the afternoon, Harry twitched his lips.

"I received more than 500 Galleons in my Gringotts account."

Ron blushed all of a sudden, he was dying of excitement.

"My father's annual salary is only more than 400 Galleons!"

"We made his year's money in one day!"

"Not only." Hermione smiled, "Someone sent the money under the Whomping Willow before they had time to send it, waiting for us to get it."

Ron was happier, he was too poor, he couldn't help but jump into Jiojio when he saw the money.

Who doesn't love money!

"Hermione, your method is absolutely perfect!"

"I'm not interested in money. What's the use of money? What's the use of wealth? Can it buy my parents' resurrection? No."

Harry said.

He doesn't like money.

The wealth accumulated by the Potter family over the generations is under his control, and there is no way to spend it all.

"I just want to know, what should I do now?"

"It's very simple." Hermione Zhizhu said, "We need the help of Principal Mark."

"We are too weak, and we are not sure which teacher is the spy. Only Principal Mark is trustworthy."

Harry had nothing against Ron.

For ten years, Mark's firm opposition to Voldemort's behavior has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"What are you waiting for?"

Three teenagers and girls came to the principal's office to look for Mark, and Mark was taken aback.

He was pondering over the body of the white lotus, and just realized that this scene should not be seen by children.

Easy to get a bad reputation!

"Clean up!"

Put away the corpses and let all the things that shouldn't exist in the principal's office disappear before Mark dared to let them in.

"Mr. Principal, we need your help." Harry said, "We have gathered a large number of Death Eaters and dark wizards. They may gather under the Whomping Willow at any time. This is a good opportunity to catch them all!"

mark:"……"

You summoned?

Are you Grindelwald or Voldemort?Or is it Simpson, the leader of England's 43 counties?

If you say you are called, you are called. Do Death Eaters and dark wizards lose face?

"It's like this..." Hermione honestly told what they did, and Mark had a headache.

Why can't you go to school and study hard?

Looking for trouble all day long, it affects my search for golden fingers!

It's only the third day of school, and you're going to fix this, so you won't be able to survive in the future?

"I know the matter, don't worry." Mark rubbed his head.

"In broad daylight, no dark wizard dares to come near Hogwarts, and even if they want to come, it will be at night."

"I'll take care of it."

After sending the three children away, Mark quickly opened the trace network.

He was too busy thinking about whether there was a golden finger on Bai Lianhua's body, and he hadn't routinely peeped at Hogwarts for the past two days... a routine inspection.

You can't ask anyone for help in this matter, you can only do it yourself, otherwise someone outside will gossip.

Principal Mark peeped into the women's bathroom, peeked at the boys sleeping... If word got out, Mark would die unjustly.

Hermione's report was accurate, and she told Mark all the recipients of the letter.

First look at the most important thing, Quirrell with a face behind his head.

Zongsi responded from the Internet, and Quilo, who couldn't hold back the joy between his brows, appeared in front of Mark.

"What the hell is he happy about?"

"Did you pick up money?"

Then there was Snape, and Mark couldn't figure out now whether Snape was on his side or Dumbledore's side...or who was the headmaster to support whom?

This person is full of bitterness and hatred all day long, his face is full of resentment, and his thoughts are deep. No one knows what he is thinking.

There was a piece of parchment on Snape's desk in Zongsi Network, and he remained expressionless and motionless.

Mark didn't dare to continue watching, Snape was very boring, he could sit in a chair blankly for hours.

Why would Mark know?

Because Mark used to do nothing, staring at the trace network to monitor Snape, watching him in a daze for hours.

Afterwards, according to the list, Mark peeked into the past one by one.

He saw Malfoy and his son visit many Slytherin pure-blood students, saw Cedric Diggory gritted his teeth and gave up eating, went to dig a hole next to the Whomping Willow, squatted in, and performed a performance of burying himself.

It is worthy of Badger Courtyard.

Seeing Cassandra in ecstasy, she took Brother Frey to prepare various magic props.

I also saw Professor McGonagall secretly going to the library to report to Dumbledore.

Okay, Mag, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you are thinking about moving forward.

Now Hogwarts has the final say!

It's fine if you don't report to the current leader when something goes wrong, but you dare to find the old leader and wait to wear your shoes!

"No, can't wait."

Mark was very angry, and the consequences were serious, and he immediately took out his quill to issue orders.

Here is Gryffindor Dean, Professor Minerva McGonagall, who is hard-working, serious and responsible, united with colleagues, and has been well received by the teachers and students of the school. Now, by the resolution of the Hogwarts board of directors, she is appointed as a part-time Guardian of the Black Lake. I hope McGonagall The professor continued to maintain the spirit of not being afraid of hardship and not being tired, and fighting for the glory of Hogwarts for life.

In fact, the Black Lake does not need to be guarded. There are many underwater creatures there, and they can tip off the news.

Countless powerful magics have been cast for thousands of years, and outsiders cannot enter at all.

Mark took a fancy to the abundance of water there.

Because Professor McGonagall's Animagus turned into a cat.

Cats are naturally afraid of water.

Mark put down the quill, great!

Others might deal with errands. Professor McGonagall, an old-fashioned man, is absolutely serious and responsible, and endures his aversion to water every day to patrol the Black Lake by boat.

"Let her work for three days first, and teach her a lesson!"

Then, Mark saw Hagrid stroking his pink umbrella...Mark knew that his wand was hidden here, but he still felt awkward. Don't you think it's awkward for a fucking hunk to fight with a pink umbrella?

Sybill Trelawney was packing her things for her run.

Mark can live with everything else.

Even if Professor McGonagall wanted to move forward, Mark was only a small punishment.

Mark couldn't stand the only thing that got cold feet!

Mark watched as Trelawney fled into the Response Room.

mark:"……"

One thing to say, it might be the safest place in Hogwarts.

Trelawney was pretty good at running away.

Forget it, she can't fart, and she didn't run out of Hogwarts, so bear with her.

In addition, under the Whomping Willow, many wizards covered themselves so tightly that they couldn't see their faces clearly... It didn't matter, only bad people would dress up like this.

They looked left and right, cautiously like thieves.

"Hermione's deceitful letters have caused a mess in Hogwarts!" Mark sighed, this matter must be resolved, otherwise everyone will not be able to go to school and work properly.

And before solving things.

Mark took out the remains of the white lotus.

He had just discovered something vaguely.