prisoner of hogwarts

There are two flowers in bloom, one on each side. Not to mention which corner of the flower Zhang Laomo has retreated to, let’s first talk about the situation on the fake Dumbledore’s side.

"McGonagall!" Fake Dumbledore called to McGonagall.

"Yes." Mag raised his hand in the crowd and came to the forefront.

"Hold a banquet and invite all the magicians." Fake Dumbledore ordered.

"A banquet?" Professor McGonagall paused for a moment and then said happily: "Yes, I will write the invitation letter right away."

Victory, the Dark Lord Voldemort is dead.This was a victory for the wizarding world, and it was time to hold a grand banquet to celebrate.

Wizards in the magical world, please live a good life in the future. Voldemort will never come out to disturb everyone's lives again.Light will forever shine upon all wizards.

"As for you, clear the battlefield."

The fake Dumbledore waved his hand, and the teachers and students present immediately took action and enthusiastically cleared the battlefield. However, the fake Dumbledore who issued the order went to the principal's office.

Slughorn watched the fake Dumbledore leave, patted his waist and followed him.

He felt that something was wrong with this Dumbledore. As a former colleague, he knew Dumbledore very well.After being a wizard for so many years, he also knows magicians very well.

Since when did magicians use swords in battle, and what is that talisman?

Where is Dumbledore's wand?

Slughorn was an old professor after all, and was not dazzled by the victory in front of him.As for Professor McGonagall, she may be a wise female professor, but she is also an absolute supporter of Dumbledore. She will not doubt or question Dumbledore.

Zhang Laomo came to Dumbledore's office, looked around for a week, and then went straight to the Sorting Hat.

"Dumbledore, what happened outside? It's so noisy?" the Sorting Hat asked, a woman's voice.

"Yes, is there another riot in the Forbidden Forest?" This time the Sorting Hat made another man's voice.

Fake Dumbledore did not answer, but reached out to pick up the Sorting Hat and walked towards the fireplace indoors.

"Dumbledore's new semester hasn't started yet."

"What do you want?"

"You are disobedient."

"presumptuous!"

The Sorting Hat sounded four voices at the same time, questioning, panic, fear, and anger.

The fake Dumbledore doesn’t know whether Dumbledore knows the true identity of the Sorting Hat, but the fake Dumbledore knows what the hell the Sorting Hat is.

This broken hat is the Horcrux of the four fleas.The reason why it has not dissipated for thousands of years is because it has been secretly absorbing the soul power of students to nourish their souls.

"Do you four still recognize me?" Fake Dumbledore asked jokingly.

"you?"

"You are not Dumbledore!"

"grim Reaper!"

"He is the God of Death!"

The fake Dumbledore could not only feel their fear, but also feel their trembling.

"Jie, Jie, Jie... Thousands of years have passed, and you have finally grown some brains. So you guys who have brains, guess what I will do to you? This is revenge that has been accumulated for thousands of years." Fake Dumbledore said with a evil smile. .

"Let me go."

"none of my business."

"We are victims too."

"What does this matter about me have to do with our split souls?"

"Just treat us like a fart."

The Sorting Hat kept trying to distance itself from the four jumpers, and kept begging Old Devil Zhang for mercy.

"If begging for mercy is of no use, why do you need punishment?" The fake Dumbledore swung the Sorting Hat and threw it into the blazing fireplace.

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

Hot!

Hot, hot, hot!

The Sorting Hat screamed again and again.

"stop!"

With a loud shout, the Sorting Hat was picked up from the fireplace by a hand.