Hogwarts executioner

Seeing William "massaging" the Whomping Willow, Penello explained the Whomping Willow.

"Okay, I'll go first." After Fred finished speaking, he rushed in, "OK, it's okay, come in quickly."

"Come with me, don't go wrong." Fred took the lead and said.

In order to avoid being caught by the school, William added a disguise spell to himself and walked out first, but found no trace of Filch and others.

At this time, they were all dragged into the office by Dumbledore. The old headmaster liked to help others and did not give Filch and Snape a chance to be harmed by William a second time.

This disappointed the two brothers Fred and George, who planned to use William's magic spell and flying cloak to tease the school administrator and the big basilisk.

The next morning, in the auditorium, all the students secretly communicated about the big event of last night.

Some students looked at William suspiciously. There were only a handful of students in the school who could do this, including a few senior students and the Weasley twins, but they rarely made such a big fuss.

Filch was convinced from a certain source that he had found the key suspect, and when William met Ron and Harry, who were still in a state of excitement, in the Great Hall, they went to class together.

Filch stood with the kitten in his arms at the entrance of the auditorium, stared at William fiercely and said, "I'll keep an eye on you, you brat of the Smith family, you should be fired."

William joked, "Mr. Filch, I'm not a beautiful woman. If you stare at me, you can't see anything."

Filch ignored William, his eyes focused.

Ron yawned after walking out and muttered: "Now, the next party can't be held in a short time." Last night, they were all very excited and fell asleep very late.

William smiled at Ron and said: "There is still a way to hold it, but it is 8:54 now, and there are still six minutes to go to class. Harry, Ron, do you choose to be late, or do you choose to be... Take it with you."

This class is a history class. It is in the top classroom on the fifth floor. If you take the stone stairs to go up, you will definitely be late.

When William grabbed Harry and Ron and flew them to the classroom, both of them turned pale. The experience of flying on a broom was completely different from being caught in the air. Both of them felt a little pained.

William would not tell Ron and the others that he deliberately did not release the levitation spell, because these two loudmouths and the little lion knew that all four of them were outside their dormitory last night, and then the whole school would probably know about it at noon.

In the afternoon, William did not return to the demolition office or the library, but went to the divination classroom.

"Poor" William has always wanted to learn divination, hoping to obtain the recent lottery numbers through a divination, and jump from a middle class to a rich class.

It's a pity that William's divination is not very good. Even if he has acquired the powerful ability of death prediction, this thing can't help William see the lottery numbers he most wants to see.

He originally planned to set aside one class a week to attend the divination class, which was only taken in the third grade, but after going there once, he found that the professor was also half-baked.

The reason why it is only half a bucket of water is because the predictions made by Sybill Trelawney in class did not really cause changes in the magic timing except for the rumblings. But since she has been able to stay in the position of professor of Divination at Hogwarts for so many years, she must have a few brushes.

Ignoring Trelawney on the podium, Bilibala introduced the legends of Daniel, the great prophet of ancient Christianity, such as predicting the war between Persia and Greece in BC, the rise of Alexander and other events.

Thinking about the silver dragon last night, William touched the crystal ball that shone slightly in the sun, and said in his heart, "I hope you can bring me good luck today."

The idea entered the crystal ball held in both hands, thinking about the recent lottery in his mind, a pure magic power melted into the crystal ball from his fingers, and then the crystal ball was filled with white smoke, which kept changing, but it just didn’t show what William wanted. desired screen.

Trelawney glanced at William, then at the students below who were playing about their own business. Seeing that no one was paying attention, Trelawney picked up a bottle of wine and secretly took a sip.

It smells so good!The old alcoholic professor thought, taking another sip secretly.

During dinner, Filch walked up to William with fierce eyes and said, "Someone told me that you flew directly from the first floor to the fifth floor today, and magic is forbidden in the school corridor."

William smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Filch, but first of all, I flew up from the hall, and did not pass through the corridor. Secondly, I did not cast a spell, and I used a flying magic weapon. So, I did not violate school rules."

The other students laughed when they heard it.

Filch said angrily: "You are sophistry."

William said helplessly: "Perhaps you can ask Professor Dumbledore to add a school rule, but I don't recommend you do this. As students, we can only master various spells faster by using more magic."

"Come with me, and I'll make Professor Dumbledore agree to punish you, kid." Filch said angrily.

A group of idle students followed and came to the principal's office, and the stone door opened by itself.

Dumbledore looked at everyone, pretending not to know and smiled deliberately: "Are you all here to eat sweets with us? My office can't accommodate so many people."

Filch said respectfully: "Professor Dumbledore, this morning William Smith used the flying cloak privately in the lobby on the first floor and took Harry and Ron to the fifth floor. I think this kind of behavior must be severely punished, otherwise it will hurt other students." Set a bad example."

Dumbledore said in surprise, "Oh, William, that shouldn't be the case."

Filch was happy when he heard that, but he was a little premature.

"It is dangerous to take people flying. Although your magic is very powerful, you should not take risks." Dumbledore said.

Filch shouted: "Principal, you should fire him. I suspect he was the mastermind last night."

Dumbledore shook his head and said, "But you didn't catch any evidence last night, and you can't punish students based on suspicion alone."

"What about the morning?" Filch continued, "He used magic in the morning."

"But William didn't violate the school rules." Dumbledore said helplessly, spreading his hands.

Filch looked at William, couldn't say a word for a long time, and left angrily.

The students seemed to have won the battle, and a few little lions even shouted boldly.

"Professor Dumbledore is wise!"

"The principal is wise!"