hp+ Detective---Flowing Water Life

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Early the next morning, when everyone went to the auditorium for breakfast, an announcement was highlighted on the auditorium wall.

Dear teachers and students:

Due to a series of wrong teaching methods and student injuries that occurred recently, the principal was ordered to take measures and implement them in place. If there is another student injury incident, the school will be closed for rectification until the hidden safety hazards are eliminated and teaching will resume.

Hogwarts

This announcement is highlighted by the wall tiles, so even if someone doesn't want everyone to see it, there is nothing they can do.

"Merlin, could it be that Hogwarts master did it?"

"I think that's right. You know, this semester is really eventful, and there are dementors everywhere."

Edward stood in the crowd. He frowned when he heard the dementors. Dementors are the biggest safety hazard. They feed on happiness. The students in the school are at the stage of teenagers who don’t know how to feel sad, and they are happy all day long. Going to school and playing happily, it's no wonder the dementors can bear it.

It seems that we will meet those Ministry of Magic bureaucrats for a while.

"Dumbledore, is that true? He's going to close Hogwarts." Professor Sprout was very worried.

And Professor McGonagall did not fall asleep all night. After all, it is a very laborious job to comfort the parents of the injured students. Fortunately, Dumbledore is famous enough to be the professor of the parents of the injured students. Otherwise, the impulsive parents may The medical wing will be removed.

Dumbledore was also very haggard. "If possible, I would like to meet this mysterious castle owner."

Snape didn't speak, his face was expressionless, his eyes were glazed over, and he let Dumbledore look at him.

Professor Freeway looked at several simultaneous people, and decisively shut up.

The hot discussion on the castle master in the school has continued from the beginning of the term to the present. Calm people think that he does this a lot. After all, he is pointing out the mistakes in the teaching process. Extreme people think that the castle master is a Slytherin student, otherwise it would be impossible. Against Gryffindor.

Announcements appear on the wall one day and disappear the next day.And the next day's Daily Prophet reported this incident, and the entire magic world was filled with a stormy atmosphere.

At noon, the Minister of Magic led a large number of staff to Hogwarts.While eating, he stood in the auditorium, proudly announcing the educational order of the wizarding world: the Ministry of Magic officially took over Hogwarts.

There was an uproar.

And the minister was still making a triumphant speech: As we all know, Hogwarts belongs to the castle of the Slytherin family, but this dark magic family has disappeared for hundreds of years. Yes, yes, there was a mysterious person not long ago Claiming to be the heir of Slytherin, but it turns out that he is a fake, what is the end of the last descendant of Slytherin?They were arrested for attacking Muggles, and starved to death after they were released from prison.

No one at the long Slytherin table dared to breathe heavily, for fear that the loud breathing would attract Edward's attention, and Edward, like many Slytherin students, pretended to be quail together.

The Minister's speech continued: The family's extinct industries have always been attributed to the Ministry of Magic. After all, the maintenance of public facilities requires a lot of Galleons, and taxes are far from enough to solve the problem.The Gunter family has been extinct for more than 50 years. According to the law, no one inherits the blood within 50 years.I declare that Hogwarts officially belongs to the Ministry of Magic.

The scene was silent, and Dumbledore had been waiting for someone to object, so as to judge who was the master of the castle, and the whole Slytherin was watching.

The real castle master's mansion is very deep.Dumbledore judged.

Snape sneered, Hogwarts is not anyone who can say that it belongs to me, and it really belongs to the person who shouted.

"Didn't it say that the Dark Lord is the heir of the Slytherin family?" a Gryffindor whispered.

This remark made people in the Ministry of Magic shudder, and the minister sternly argued, "The Dark Lord has been dead for 12 years, and he has no descendants. Of course Hogwarts belongs to a castle that has no one to inherit it."

"The Dark Lord has a daughter, everyone knows that." Potter stood up.

"His daughter was killed by him, and everyone knows about it," the Minister of Magic looked at the teachers' bench, and asked Snape cunningly, "Is that right? Professor Snape."

"I haven't heard of it," Snape replied.

"Where did she die? Is there any proof?" Hermione stood up beside Potter. "If there is no way to prove whether the Dark Lord's daughter is really dead, then the question of the ownership of Hogwarts can only be discussed after 150 years."

"When I say she's dead, she's dead." The minister's neck turned red, and he seemed eager to have a duel with Hermione.

Edward wondered how this man had become a Minister, no wonder Dad called the Ministry of Magic a bunch of idiots.

"It's a farce." Snape commented coldly, and said sternly to the long Slytherin table, "What are you still doing? Hurry up and eat, and if you're late for class, all of you will squeeze the slugs for me at night."

The long table of Slytherin started to move, and the other three houses also bowed their heads to eat.No one paid any attention to the Ministry of Magic team.

"I'm going to take a look at the students in the medical wing. I'm going to take a step ahead. I'm getting old and I always do things slowly. Please forgive me." The old headmaster Dumbledore left after speaking to the classroom seats. The minister chased after him.

The employees of the Ministry of Magic followed and stood there awkwardly.

"I took some measures, Edward. We have emptied the Ministry of Magic. Compared with us, the Minister thinks that Hogwarts is easier to handle. Notice? He brought a lot of people to Hogwarts, but no People will charge in his stead. Before long, the Dementors will be withdrawn to Azkaban."

"I know Dad, you are always one step ahead of me."

"Haha, Edward, I am in my prime, and when I am an old man, I will never be one step ahead of you."

"I will honor you and your mother."

"This is the fun of raising children. Don't worry, the ups and downs outside will not affect your mother. She likes to watch soap operas recently. Ms. Muli is with her."

Edward smiled, he could imagine how much torture Papa and Victoria had suffered at home.

At night, Edward was walking in the corridor wearing an invisibility cloak. He just came back from the Forbidden Forest. The eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest were hunted in a planned way. He went there to check the progress, and checked the magic circles around the Forbidden Forest. Bring back some herbs.

A cat paced the hallway, a big ginger cat, Hermione's pet.

Edward took off his invisibility cloak, squatted down and scratched the big cat's chin.

"Merlin, Edward, you can also go on night tours." Potter and Wes came to appear in the corridor. Of course Edward knew they were here, but even so, he still pretended to be a little surprised.

"Ah, are you wearing invisibility cloaks too? It looks better than mine."

"This is Harry's family heirloom." Weiss said proudly.

Edward stood up and said to Potter, "Can you let me see it? Is it made to order?"

Edward touched the invisibility cloak, a little suspicious that it was the invisibility cloak in the Three Hallows of Death.

"I don't know. If you need it, I can lend it to you." Harry said generously.

"No, I occasionally go to the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest to pick some herbs." Edward took out the bag from his pocket and let Potter and Wes have a look. "There are moonlight flowers tonight. Can't you sleep at night?"

"No, we are pets following Hermione." Potter said sheepishly.

Edward looked down at the big cat, who was crouching at Edward's feet. "Stalking? What did it do? Or did someone do something to it?"

"Well, we suspect it ate Ron's Scabbers, which is a mouse."

"It's not suspicion, Holmes, it's just that he ate Scabbers, and there are bloodstains in our dormitory. He was eyeing Scabbers a while ago."

Edward could instantly analyze where Banban went.

"I think, Weiss, the big cat will not eat Scabbers. It is a magical creature with relatively high intelligence. It will not eat a mouse of a friend of the owner."

"I think so, Ron."

"Perhaps, your Ban Ban was looking for food somewhere, did you forget to feed him?"

Wes came to stop talking, he did sometimes forget to feed the mice, "Isn't it the house elves who feed the pets?"

"Sometimes it does, but those are your pets and you should care more about them than house-elves."

Edward bent down and picked up the big cat, and handed it to Potter, "Take it back to Hermione. You can look for Scabbers during the day, I think it is more likely to find something to eat."

Edward said goodbye to Potter and returned to the lounge, where Professor Snape sat alone in front of the fireplace.

"Hello, Professor."

Snape turned his head to look at Edward, pointed to the chair opposite, "Sit, Mr. Holmes."

"I know what you're going to say professor, my dad has told me, and I'll say this: our promise stands."

Snape nodded.He stood up and said condescendingly to Edward, "Come to my office tomorrow night, and I will teach you how to cook wolf potion." After speaking, he strode away, and the robe behind him fluttered like a A big bat.

Edward got a fluffy ragdoll cat. This two-color ragdoll cat has just reached the full moon. The whole one is very small and cute. Edward put it in a basket and gave it to Wendy.

"Here, Wendy, your owl can't stay with you for long, but this kitten can."

"Wow," Wendy looked around, seeing no one in the hallway, lowered her voice and said excitedly, "Didn't it mean that you can only have one pet? Can I have two?"

"Don't let others find out. If they are found out, please tell me that it's my pet. I don't have a pet."

Wendy took the basket excitedly, and asked Edward happily, "Did you name it?"

"not yet."

"What do you think of being called Coco?"

"Wendy, as long as you like it, it's okay to be called Edward."

The little girl was amused.