94 hp Diagon Alley

Lin's beer bottle - there's a bunch of people in it.Neville, Dean, and Lavender, followed by Parvati and Padma Patil, and Cho and one of her chattering girlfriends, and then alone, dazed, as if inadvertently Ask Luna who walks in, followed by Katie, Alia and Angelina, Colin and the Dennis brothers, Ernie MacMillan, Justin Fenrieri, Hannah Abbott, and Ginny, followed by a tall, thin, yellow-haired boy with an upturned nose.

"That's a lot of fun," said George cheerfully.

The barkeeper, who was wiping a glass with a rag that looked as if it had never been washed, was dumbfounded at the sight.His bar had probably never been so crowded.

"Hey," said Fred, walking to the bar first and quickly counting his mates, "Excuse me, can we get... 25 butterbeers?" Cloth dropped, as if he had been interrupted in the midst of something very important, and started pulling out bottles of dusty Butterbeer from under the bar.

"Thanks," said Fred, passing the beer to everyone. "Everyone contribute some money. I don't have the money to buy so much beer."

Immediately, Gwen conjured up a small tray and asked everyone to drop in a few copper Knuts or silver Sickles.

To be honest, Hermione, Harry and Ron who hosted the event were also intimidated.

Harry looked a little nervous.Cho gave him an encouraging smile and sat on Ron's right.Her friend, the girl with the reddish-blonde curly hair, didn't smile, but looked at Harry with complete disbelief, and seemed to tell him exactly that if she had her own way, She would never have come here at all.These people sat down around Harry, Ron and Hermione in twos and threes, some seemed very excited, others were full of curiosity, Luna was in a trance alone in a daze.After everyone sat down in their chairs, their voices gradually calmed down.All eyes were on Harry.

"Um," said Hermione, her voice a little higher than usual because of her nervousness, "Um - hello everyone." The group turned their attention to her, but they still kept glancing at Harry from time to time. "Well... you all know why you're here. Harry has an idea—I mean—" (Harry gives her a hard look) "I've got an idea. If anyone wants to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts, I mean to learn the real skills, not the pile of rubbish that Umbridge taught us—" Hermione's voice suddenly became firmer and more righteous: "No one will Call that thing Defense Against the Dark Arts—"

"Well said, well said!" said a dark-haired Ravenclaw boy, and Hermione seemed encouraged: "I think we might as well figure things out ourselves."

She paused, looked sideways at Harry, and continued: "I mean to learn how to protect yourself effectively, not only learning the theory, but also practicing real spells-I want to get a formal education in defense." Training, because... because..." She took a deep breath before finishing, "Because Voldemort is back.

The response was immediate and predictable.Cho's friend screamed and splashed butterbeer on himself; Teri Boot twitched involuntarily; Padma Patil shuddered; Neville let out a strange cry that turned into a cough just in time .But they all looked at Harry eagerly, even eagerly.

"What evidence is there that You-Know-Who is back?" the yellow-haired Hufflepuff asked aggressively.

"Oh, Dumbledore believed—" Hermione didn't finish.

"You mean to say that Dumbledore believed him," said the blond boy, nodding at Harry.

George snorted suddenly, "If you have the power of observation and judgment as big as a fingernail, you should understand that Dumbledore and Harry are right, Zacharias Smith."

"I have no reason to believe him." The pompous boy stood up, as if he didn't mind a fight with George.Gwen grabbed her boyfriend and looked at the impolite guy with the eyes of a crazy goblin.

"Why did I say that You-Know-Who is back?" Harry stood up at this moment, looking directly into Zacharias' face and asked, "Because I saw him. Dumbledore told the whole school at the end of last school year Tell me what happened, and if you don't believe him, then you won't believe me, and I don't want to waste an afternoon convincing people to believe me." When Harry spoke, everyone seemed to hold their breath.

Zacharias said contemptuously: "Last term Dumbledore only told us that Cedric Diggory was attacked. He didn't tell us the specific details, I know Cedric, I think we all want to know-- "

"If you want to know the details, you can come and ask me." Qiu interrupted him with a cold voice, Gwen had never heard this gentle oriental girl so strong, "We are classmates, you can ask me anytime, you don't have to This nonsense." She looked at Harry and the others, and then said firmly, "Cedric told me what happened that day. I trust him, and I trust Harry. The man is back."

"Then why didn't he tell the Daily Prophet?" Zacharias snapped.

Harry's anger rose, "If that's what you came here for, you can go now."

After a short silence, no one left their seats, not even Zacharias, though he continued to stare unflinchingly at Harry.This made Gwen look down on him even more.George made no secret of his disdain for the man, telling Fred and Ginny, "This idiot tried to ask Gwen to dance last year..."

"Is that true?" Luna's ethereal soft voice broke the silence, "Can you really conjure a Patronus?"

After hearing this, everyone discussed in low voice with great interest.

"Yes," said Harry gratefully, "a stag Patronus."

"You killed the basilisk with that sword in Dumbledore's office?" Teri Boot asked. "That's what a portrait on the wall told me last year."

"Well - yes, that's true," said Harry.

Justin Fletcher whistled, the Creevey brothers exchanged a shocked look, and Lavender Brown let out a soft cry: "Wow!"

"When we were in first year," Neville told the group, "he rescued the Philosopher's Stone—"

"It's the Philosopher's Stone." Hermione corrected him quietly.

"Oh, yes - from You-Know-Who." Neville finished.

Hannah Abbott's eyes were as round as Galleon's.

"Not to mention," said Ginny, "the projects he did in the Triwizard Tournament last term—crossing dragons, merfolk, and so on."

There were murmurs of admiration and approval from around the table.

"Actually," he said, and everyone fell silent immediately, "I... I don't want to be modest or anything, but I've had a lot of help with all those things..."

"Are you playing tricks and don't want to show us the magic?" Zacharias Smith said.

"I have an idea," Ron said loudly, before Harry could speak, "why can't you shut your mouth?" He was glaring at Zacharias now, as if he wanted to go up and beat him up .Zacharias blushed.

"We all came to learn from him, but he said he really didn't know anything," he said.

"That's not what he said," said Fred angrily.

"Do you want us to clean your ears?" George asked, pulling a long, hideous-looking metal thing out of a Zoko Joke Shop shopping bag.

"Or anywhere on your body, we don't care where it goes," said Fred.Gwen smiled gloatingly.

"Okay, okay," said Hermione hastily, "down to business—the point is, do we agree to let Harry teach us?" Everyone murmured agreement.Zacharias folded his arms and said nothing, but perhaps that was because he was keeping one eye on the object in George's hand nervously.

Then everyone started chattering and arguing about which day of the week to start class. The Quidditch teams of several colleges believed that training should not be delayed, and a few students were still talking about exams.

exclaimed Ernie McMillan, Hufflepuff Head of Boys, "I personally think it's really, really important, probably more than anything else we're going to do this year, even the upcoming OWLs !"

He glanced sternly, as if waiting for someone to say "That's not okay!" and saw that no one spoke.He continued: "I personally wonder why the Ministry of Magic has crammed such a useless teacher into us at such a crucial time. They obviously refuse to believe You-Know-Who has returned, yet give us Sending such a teacher who tried everything possible to prevent us from using the defensive spell—"

"We think that the reason Umbridge won't let us practice Defense Against the Dark Arts," said Hermione, "is because she has some ridiculous idea in her head that Dumbledore is going to use the students of the school as a secret army." .She thought Dumbledore was going to encourage us to fight the Ministry of Magic."

Upon hearing the news, the students were stunned.

"Cough, cough." Ginny imitated Professor Umbridge perfectly.A few people looked around in surprise, and then haha