How to break into a ring

It's the Nth time that Fay got stuck in a stair trap. These tricky and mischievous stairs are really enough. Hogwarts is not like a school, but more like a maze. The ever-changing stairs plus well-disguised fake doors, each The connecting corridors look exactly the same.

I don't know what's wrong, Hogwarts doesn't seem to welcome Fay, always let him take the wrong path, the sliding and collapsed steps are desperately jumping to get to his feet, the portraits will cry when they see him coming Dodging one after another, the medieval stone sculpture holding a spear even took a step forward suddenly, and the sharp weapon brushed his hair and reached the opposite wall...

The steak that appeared on other professor's plates on the dining table was fragrant, but it was only half a piece on his side, and the black pepper sauce hadn't been poured on it, so he had to do it himself. The bread was harder to cut than others', and the grapes were small and sour.

This treatment quickly attracted the attention of others.

Hogwarts has made too obvious a difference in treatment, but it doesn't mean "not letting Fay continue to live", it just makes Fay "unpleasant". Not aimed at his head, but blocking the way in front of him.

The kind-hearted Professor Sprout was the first to give an excuse to try something chewy at the dinner table, and replaced the bone-filled turkey on Fay's plate. For Fay, who couldn't even use a knife and fork well , he can only eat fruit.Who made the professor's seat at the front of the auditorium, and the children on the four long desks of the college can see clearly when they look up.

No table manners, mediocre clothes and no way of avoiding stair traps has left young wizards with a dismal opinion of the new Muggle Studies professor.

"Another Lockhart, and I dare say he's not as lucky as lying in St. Mungo's for treatment." The little wizards talked in low voices, and even looked at Fay with pity.

The Gryffindor trio heard the Patil sisters talking as they passed the corridor.

"Come on! Lockhart is way more conscientious than he is...I mean grooming, at least Lockhart pays attention to his appearance."

"I admit that some people are good-looking without wearing glittering robes, shining white teeth, smelling strong fragrances, or even combing their hair neatly with small charms, but--you don't think that Is it an attitude problem?" If you can't even take care of yourself, your abilities are of course worrying.

"It's useless if they know that a group of Death Eaters are attacking him..." Ron muttered softly, dragging his two friends to go around.

"We should remind them, Fay...I mean that Professor Angband is a dangerous magical creature!" Hermione emphasized earnestly, and then said to herself, "Strange, I think this surname is a bit familiar."

"Boom!" There was another loud noise, and they looked up.

The two statues were blocking the stairs on the fourth floor, and if you wanted to pass between them, you had to lower your head and drill through.

The little wizards of different colleges and ages laughed, but when they saw Fay, their laughter stopped again, "Good morning, Professor..." The students who were too close to avoid it muttered, even The silent Slytherin only recovered his mocking and contemptuous eyes after Fay left.

Their willpower is still not firm, facing that face, it is easy to find words for a while.

It's not distracted, and they won't be obsessed, and they even subconsciously don't want to see it.The wizard's magic induction is wonderful. Like the castle, they instinctively found that Fay was a "dangerous person", but the little animals misunderstood this feeling as "dislike".

"Come on, we've already lost a lot of time," Hermione urged.

None of the three had taken Muggle Studies, only Hermione had taken it in her third year using a Time-Turner.

"I still think Professor Dumbledore got the wrong guy, and sending a magical creature to teach Muggle Studies is more ridiculous than asking that pink toad to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts... oh, I mean, actually I I think he can replace Snape. I'm curious about the light ball magic." As soon as Ron finished speaking, he was hit hard by Hermione, holding his head and looking at Harry with a bitter face.

Then their topic turned to arrangements for the Christmas holidays. Harry was going to spend Christmas at the Burrow this year. Although he was very happy with the arrangement, the Savior had a vague feeling that something might happen in the castle.

If it can be said that the level of professors at Hogwarts is reflected in the first class, then there are two courses that are extremely unsuitable.One is History of Magic and the other is Muggle Studies.

Many little wizards who have taken this course are actually here to sleep. Except for some professions that require a high number of courses, the others are Muggle Studies, which are the easiest to pass. After all, not every graduate has to go. Work at the Ministry of Magic or St. Mungo's, so many shops in Diagon Alley also need clerks, those who cut parchment, those who fill candies... A complete society always has people who stand on top, and ordinary people who do unremarkable jobs .

It's just that when the two conditions of ability and blood cannot be unified, the treatment of noble wizards is not as good as that of mixed blood or even hemp, and conflicts will always erupt.

The theory of bloodlines and school differences are not the focus of the problem, the essence is still the living space.Pure-blood wizards have lived like this for generations. Guys from the Muggle world are regarded as outsiders by them. In addition, the number of pure-bloods is getting smaller and smaller. Not only are there more outsiders, but they also occupy better positions and have more The right to speak, how could this not happen?

The outsider - Fay suddenly thought, Melkor's misfortune in Arda was undoubtedly because he regarded the Void as his own property from the very beginning.

Not to mention that Arda was not created by Melkor, even if it was, the gods did not possess the masterpieces they created.

Even if Melkor did not fall into darkness, his creation was possessive and controlling, which doomed everything that followed.

"It's not so much about pride that failure is about taking yourself too seriously."

Fay was talking to himself, and then fiddled with a crystal ball maliciously, which was dug out from the disused lounge of Hogwarts. The ball was cracked and gray.

Even if Malfoy Manor had sealed all the fireplaces, he would still have a way to throw this thing there.

A scene was vaguely repeated in the crystal ball. In the dark cave, Sauron and Melkor were talking. They were very close. From the evaluation of normal people, this is a very close relationship, so they are so defenseless ——This is from memory.

There is no sound, only movement.

It was clear that one of them spoke sharply, while the other was silent, and finally bowed his head deeply, as if he obeyed the order.

The subsequent images are truncated.

Fay threw the crystal ball into the drawer uncomfortably, thinking about how much the Death Eaters doubted Sauron.The key items of provocation must be used at the right time, but what a Voldemort with a broken soul is thinking is difficult enough to guess.

For class, Fay didn't have any pressure at all. He found that it took a long time to talk on the "phone call".

Picking and picking didn't happen once in four or five days, and it had something to do with the lack of Slytherin-Gryffindor clashes in the classroom.

Generally speaking, the life in the mixed house is not as comfortable as that in the screaming shack, especially Fay can't fall asleep every night. He doesn't feel sleepy at all when he lies in bed, he can only stare at the wall or the bedpost in a daze.

Today, something seems to be missing.

Fay thought for a long time, and attributed the cause of the problem to the fact that the war was about to start but never started, and the overall atmosphere in the wizarding world was tense.The accident at Hogwarts started with the death of Dumbledore, but the white wizard is now in a good state, eating his Lemon Sherbet, and greeting the professors and students with a smile. It seems that he will not die early.

Fay, who believed in the inevitability of fate, originally thought that at the age of the white wizard, he might suddenly become seriously ill and die of casualties at the end of the term, but after looking through the textbooks of each Hogwarts student as night reading, he could only It is very helpless to admit that as long as there is no major injury or magic power failure, Dumbledore can live for at least 20 years.

Baxisha, who compiled the history of magic, is Grindelwald's great-aunt, and she is still alive!

The wizard who gave Dumbledore the graduation assessment back then is still alive now! !

Magically powerful wizards live a long time - so Voldemort, who was defeated by a baby in his 60s, died prematurely?

This convulsive conclusion left Faye still twitching at the corners of his eyes as he ate breakfast the next day.

"Huh?" There was no one in the hall, and even the four college long tables disappeared and merged into one big table.

"Obviously magical creatures don't have Christmas," said the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor without looking up.

"Severus." The white wizard interrupted Snape. He held up the pumpkin juice and said in a brisk tone, "I don't have much communication with the children. It's not good. The holiday is something they've been looking forward to for a long time. . " "..." There are only days of the week on the schedule, and how can the habit of starting the holiday more than a week earlier than Christmas be adapted?

Fay realized belatedly that he didn't seem to assign long homework during the long vacation.

"Starting tonight, the house-elves are decorating the castle... oh, Hagrid!"

The door was pushed open, and Hagrid walked over, covered in snow and dragging a fir tree.

"A great Christmas tree, it looks good." Professor Flitwick put down the tableware, waved his wand excitedly, and erected the tree in the center of the auditorium. Even the snow on it was kept on the canopy by spells.

"I spent most of the night picking, and finally cut down a tree in the depths of the Forbidden Forest." Hagrid just sat down beside Fay, the cold breath and the snowflakes falling on his head scattered all over the table.

"Oh, I'm sorry." The half-giant frantically used one to clean it up.

Fay silently wiped the snowflakes off his forehead - the spell didn't work on him.

Hagrid took out a coarse handkerchief full of apologies. Fay felt that it might be more appropriate to call it a rag, so he turned to the principal decisively: "The advance salary is used as compensation, and there are no benefits on holidays... I mean Is the gift sent?"

"..."

In the end, it was Professor McGonagall who said: "The wizard's habit... Christmas gifts are taken from under the Christmas tree." "..." Fay, who couldn't explain personal gifts and work benefits.

But it made him think of a terrible fact!

How was he going to give Christmas presents without a copper coin?Pretending to be non-existent?Late OTZ, he asked that sentence just now.

Dumbledore cheerfully discussed with Professor Sprout about the Christmas cake and dessert. Snape next to them was cutting bacon with a black face, and Fay could only silently stare at the dinner plate in a daze.

The ceiling was the same as the weather outside, gloomy with snow flakes.

Fay suddenly thought that there is a wonderful room on the eighth floor of Hogwarts. As long as you walk in the right way, you can find a bunch of random things stuffed in, and you can find a few complete ones to deal with it. As for the value, it is not suitable. Good for a gift...does it matter?