The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(It seems that there is no mention in the original book that the Prime Minister is Huck, and they are all replaced by "Muggle Prime Minister". I directly use the real Prime Minister here)

Hermione's hospital bed was piled with all kinds of flowers and snacks. Cyrus sat by the bed and gently stroked the back of her stiff hand.

The situation began to become complicated, with Hermione as the focus, spreading to the surroundings.

Cyrus looked into her chocolate-colored eyes and fell into deep thought. From Lucius' sarcasm the day before yesterday, he knew that the other party had already got involved with the British royal family.

The 50th Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, John Major, had a huge conflict with the royal family because of a series of economic and political reforms, namely the 'Citizen Charter Plan' and 'property tax reform'.

Connected with the Malfoy family, it is not difficult to know that he united with outside nobles and bureaucrats in an attempt to make John compromise.

'interesting...'

Cyrus did not expect that the Malfoy family could still contact the outside world. It seems that the so-called "Protection Act" is a joke in front of some families.

Just imagine, if the new Conservative Prime Minister knew that the lives of the British people were under mortal threat, how would he respond?

John was the prime minister who worked closely with Bush to start the 'Gulf War'.

But Malfoy can unite the noble bureaucrats from the outside world to blackmail a fortune, maintain the maintenance of peace, and force the British Prime Minister to compromise.

"The Basilisk will never let you down...I'll find it." Cyrus gently hooked Hermione's finger, although it was still stiff, the bracelet still made her skin very warm.

Hermione, who possessed the force, could never be defeated by a basilisk, so why did she open her eyes when she closed them?Cyrus was a little puzzled.

Brute force?Less likely.

"Get out, it's time." Madam Pomfrey pulled Cyrus out, "She will be fine~"

There were many people who wanted to visit Hermione, but only Cyrus was released, and he was only allowed to visit for half an hour a day, but it was enough for him.

Even if it's just 5 minutes.

News of Headmaster Dumbledore's departure spread anyway, and fear spread throughout the school.

Cyrus was sitting on the president's seat, and the warm sunlight was shining on his seat through the window, his blond hair was even more dazzling. Underneath were people from various colleges, divided into four groups.

"The more dangerous the time is, the more you have to be calm... Is your magic just for viewing? Why panic? Do you believe what Malfoy and the others say?"

The crowd had never seen such a serious Cyrus, nor had they seen him so tired.

There are not only first and second-year wizards at the bottom, but also the prefects of their respective colleges at the end:

Gemma Farley in Slytherin; Percy in Gryffindor; Penello in Ravenclaw; Truman in Hufflepuff.

"From now on, the club will cooperate with the professor and the prefect to enter a high alert, and the Eagle Claw Court will follow the prefect to escort the wizard to the classroom."

Talon courts are distinguished from other members of the Learning Mutual Aid Club in that they focus more on actual combat than theory and knowledge.

Cyrus looked at the schedule and planned the plan clearly:

It is forbidden to accelerate the spread of rumors and fears; assist professors and prefects to complete tasks; it is forbidden to act alone;

Regarding Cyrus' plan, the members did not have any complaints, not only admiring the president and vice president, but also to repay the two people for their constant care.

"Friends, since Hogwarts has given us joy and an environment for us to communicate, when we are needed, we need to give back to it"

"We have the plans of Slytherin, the execution of Gryffindor, the wisdom of Ravenclaw, the loyalty of Hufflepuff! Go and help those who ask for help..."

The largest club in Hogwarts showed unparalleled executive power, which made the deans a lot easier that day.

At this moment, the sun that warmed the outer wall of the castle seemed to shine into everyone's heart, and every panicked face in the school disappeared a lot.

Only one person was a little dissatisfied with this gradual adjustment of the atmosphere. Draco Malfoy walked in the campus proudly. Dissatisfied with the disappearance of the atmosphere of suspicion and fear, he began to talk loudly in the weekend auditorium.

"If Professor Snape applies, Malfoy and the other families will definitely vote for him"

But for this matter, Snape just showed a faint smile, walked quickly through the crowd, and glanced at the empty seat beside Cyrus.

"It's a pity, if I have to choose someone who is sure to die, I'll choose Granger..." Millicent Burst cursed viciously.

Apparently, this hulking...witch?She will never forget the humiliation at the Dueling Club. That punch made her suffer for a while before her nose gradually returned to normal.

Bostrode lowered his head, cursing Hermione in extremely bad language.

A group of people such as Malfoy and Pansy were still talking loudly, ignoring the wizards who were slowly clenching their fists at the other tables.

When the professors finished their meal and left the teacher's seat, the noisy auditorium fell silent for an instant, and some wizards who didn't participate rushed to sit in the corner together with food.

Obviously, they don't want to miss the next big show.

Mandy, Lisa, Anthony, Weasley and others gradually put down the knives and forks in their hands. The sudden silence made Malfoy feel bad, and they got up quickly.

"Cough cough..."

In the end, the two junior Slytherins stood at the door, and after Cyrus wiped his mouth and left, they closed the door of the auditorium.

"You don't want to be in school anymore? Look at what happened to Dumbledore!!"

"If you have any brains, you should know...what the monster in the secret room is attacking"

Malfoy quickly took out his wand, Pansy, Marcus and more than a dozen people huddled together with him, and drew out their weapons vigilantly.

"You're right, if there is another person, then us dirty mudbloods...will bite off a piece of meat before dying." Wayne smiled cheerfully, saying something that made the other party terrified.

But obviously, his warning didn't make the so-called Muggleborn, Mudblood and Pureblood shame in their mouths flinch, and everyone stood up slowly.

A warning threat, like a stone thrown into a swamp, sinks silently.

The vast, deathly silent auditorium made the Slytherin pure-bloods break out in a cold sweat.

"Prefect! Where's the prefect!! Didn't you see someone committing a crime?" Pansy scolded sharply. She searched carefully and found that the prefects had already left with the professor.

"You guys are so brave! Damn Mudblood...the Chamber of Secrets will clear you all one by one..."

Before she could finish cursing, a plate flew from the side and hit Pan Xi's side. The sudden movement made her tremble, and she looked over there like a wild cat whose fur had exploded.

But what followed was the crowd of more than 50 people and all kinds of little curses.

"Parkinson... Burst! I hope your skin can be as tough as your mouth!" Mandy smiled, and swung her arm down, followed by the second round of attacks.

The meager resistance of about 15 people was instantly swallowed up.

"Don't overdo it... What does Gemma-senpai mean?"

Cyrus, who was standing at the door, put away the light gray-blue handkerchief, turned around and asked the two Slytherin students who closed the door, and they glanced at each other.

Gemma Farley is a Slytherin prefect and a member of Dean Flitwick's dueling team. She fought Hermione several times, but all ended in failure.

Therefore, for Hermione, Gemma has a standard Slytherin attitude-supporting the strong.

As an ordinary ambitious half-blood wizard, Gemma can gain knowledge and benefit from Hermione and Cyrus, and will not be excluded by pure blood.

As long as you are not a fool, you know how to choose.

"The prefect said that this time Dumbledore was excluded by most pure-blood families, and... Malfoy, Parkinson, and the Goyle family gave a lot of money to other wizard families"

They were talking in low voices, and another person observed the tragedy inside through the crack of the door.

"Um..."

"Vice President! That..."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing... just... In fact, not everyone in Slytherin is so bad..." The little snake blushed, and said this in a low voice.

Cyrus smiled and nodded, "I've never felt that way before."

Then he left the castle straight and walked towards the Forbidden Forest. Today was Saturday, and he and Harry had to go to the Forbidden Forest to look for Hagrid's acromantula.

Aragog.