Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Saturday afternoon, Hogwarts Great Hall.

The long dining table disappeared, replaced by a variety of signs and banners. Today is the big day for the establishment of various clubs and the recruitment of new members.

The little wizards enthusiastically gathered around the various club booths, with laughter and chattering.

When Harry arrived here, Hermione was already waiting for him in the hall.

"Sorry, Hermione, the fight was so intense in the canyon just now that I can't leave right now."

Harry glanced at the bustling hall and the long line of applicants in front of Sebastian, and said to Hermione sheepishly, "I hope I'm not too late."

"By the way, where's Ron?"

"Over there!" Hermione pointed to the front of the line, where Ron was chatting and laughing with several students.

Harry looked around and saw that they were all wizard chess enthusiasts.

"Speaking of which, Ron is really a relief. He doesn't have to do anything and he can become the leader of the Wizard Chess Club."

Hearing this, Hermione almost shed tears of envy.

As the bronze medalist of this year's International Wizard Chess Championship, his good friend Ron was elected as the leader by the wizard chess enthusiasts in the school without saying a word.

After hearing that Ron was going to participate in the warrior selection, the team members took the initiative to take on the various trivial matters of designing the club emblem and flag as well as the club application.

Ron only needs to attend today and submit his application to Professor Swann as the head of the Wizard Chess Club.

Looking back at myself, not only do I have to do everything by myself, but no classmates understand me.

If it weren't for Harry and Ron's help, he wouldn't even be able to meet the basic requirements of forming a group of three.

How bitter it is!

However, this little bit of suffering could not defeat Hermione at all.

Whenever Hermione thought about how many house-elves were being treated inhumanely every day, she became full of fighting spirit and motivation.

She took out a badge and handed it to Harry: "Harry, this is our club badge."

Harry picked up the badge and saw four letters written on it: SPEW

"Vomiting?" Harry asked in confusion. "By the way, Hermione, what is the full name of our club?"

"It's not vomiting," Hermione corrected seriously, "it's SPEW, the full name is the Society for the Promotion of House-Elves' Rights, don't get it wrong."

"I think this abbreviation is great. Anyone who sees this emblem will have questions. When they ask, we can actively promote the concept of protecting the rights of house elves."

"Why are you still holding it in your hand? Put it on your body."

what?

Still need to wear it on your body?

Harry's brows knitted together slightly. He felt every pore in his body protesting at the thought of walking around with a badge that said 'vomit' on it.

After all, I am a celebrity of some degree or another, and it is somewhat embarrassing to wear such a badge.

Just when Harry was extremely conflicted, Ron came up to the two of them and spoke in a loud voice.

"The club application was quite simple. Professor Swan just checked our club emblem and flag, and then asked a few questions and approved it."

"By the way, Professor Swann also told us to show the power of Hogwarts."

Show off your power?

Wizard chess?

Seeing the puzzled looks of his two friends, Ron quickly explained: "The professor said that there will be dozens of students from each school, and there must be many wizard chess enthusiasts among them."

"The task the professor gave us was to give face to our international friends while also winning beautifully."

"How to give enough face?" Harry asked curiously.

"It's just giving the opponent a few chess pieces without making any noise," Ron said. "To be honest, I really need to hone my acting skills, otherwise it will be unnatural."

Looking at the proud Ron, Hermione smiled slightly, but when her eyes moved to his chest, she found that there was only a badge of the Wizard Chess Club there.

Instantly, Hermione frowned: "Ron, where is the badge I just gave you? Why aren't you wearing it?"

Hearing this, Ron's smile froze on his face.

broken!

Forget about this completely.

"The badge... this badge..."

Ron stammered, with a wry smile on his face, not having the cleverness he had just shown.

Seeing Ron's performance, Hermione immediately became a little angry.

But before she could say anything, her thoughts were interrupted by cheers from the front of the team.

"Harry Harry I love you like a mouse loves rice!"

"Mars hits the Earth, Harry you are the best!"

"We are the Harry Potter fan club!"

Hearing this exaggerated slogan, the students around immediately turned their eyes to Harry, making his scalp tingle.

what's the situation?

what is happening? !

When did I have a fan club?

"Harry," Ron quickly avoided Hermione's gaze, "I forgot to tell you that Colin and his brother helped you set up a fan support group, and they were just standing behind us."

"By the way, they are also planning to take a photo with you and get an autograph."

Signed photo......

Harry didn't know where to start complaining for a moment.

Just then, he heard a silver bell-like laughter coming from not far away. He looked up and found that Qiu Zhang and her companions were pointing at him and saying something.

Harry's face turned red instantly, as if a flame was jumping under his skin, and a burning heat continued to spread, rushing straight to his ears.

He lowered his head, trying to hide his embarrassment, but the heat on his face did not subside at all. Instead, it became more and more intense, as if his whole face was about to burn.

Merlin!

Why do I have to endure this? My image.

Harry stared at his toes and didn't want to look up at the teasing looks from others.

If possible, he would rather walk around the campus wearing a lot of vomit badges than have a fan club.

Seeing Harry's embarrassment, Hermione and Ron looked at each other, and they all fell silent and said no more.

After a long while, Hermione and the other two finally came to Sebastian.

"Professor Swann, I want to set up a house-elf rights promotion association." Hermione placed the prepared things on the table in front of Sebastian.

"Here are the application materials I prepared, please check them."

ho-

There really is a 'vomit' badge, and I finally saw the real thing that appeared in the original book.

Not to mention, Hermione designed the badge in a very generous way, and it looks quite beautiful.

Sebastian smiled warmly at Hermione and after reading her application materials, he asked.

"Miss Granger, I want to ask, why do you want to free the house elves?"

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