The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

"Hiding his head and revealing his tail, he is definitely not a good person!" Dean said firmly again.

"When the banquet is over, we will follow him. When he walks out of the auditorium -" he made a fist gesture and said firmly, "we will just tear off his cloak and reveal his true face that cannot be revealed!"

Revealing the true face of the dark wizard... When Seamus thought of that scene, his body trembled with excitement: "That's it!"

Not far away is the Hufflepuff table.

Hannah Abbott, who wore a blond ponytail, took a deep breath and sighed: "The atmosphere at school is still good. After spending Christmas at school last year, when I went home this year, I felt like it was Christmas vacation at home, well..."

She shook her head with some fear: "It was okay in the first few days, but soon my mother began to dislike me. She was not allowed to do this or that. It was simply boring."

"Come on, no matter how boring we are, how can we have Justin boring? He's been lying in a hospital bed all vacation." The big boy, Ernie McMillan snorted.

The mention of Justin immediately started the conversation, and everyone started talking in low voices.

Ernie secretly glanced at the long Gryffindor table and saw Harry sitting there intact. He curled his lips and continued: "I don't know if the monster in the secret room will come out to harm others. If things don't go well, If this is solved, the school may be forced to close at some point.”

A pure-blooded little wizard next to him continued: 'I know, it was the same fifty years ago. When the secret room was opened, the school almost sent the students home and stopped teaching. ’

Some little wizards who were not very well-informed heard this and came forward curiously: "It turns out that the secret room has been opened before. Tell us about it..."

"The matter has been resolved." A firm voice interjected.

Neville looked at them seriously: "The monster in the Chamber of Secrets has been dealt with, and even the heir of Slytherin has been captured."

"Neville, do you have any news?"

"Say it quickly!"

At this moment, a sound of knocking on a glass came from the guest of honor seat, interrupting their conversation...

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

"Everyone, please pay attention!" Professor McGonagall tapped the goblet with a spoon. The clear sound overwhelmed the noise and attracted everyone's attention.

"It's a new semester again! Nice to see you again, little wizards."

Dumbledore stood up and said with a smile on his face, "Maybe you have heard it many times, but I still want to say that you are welcome back to Hogwarts!"

"I think you've all heard that we went through a scary few months last term. There were attacks on people among us who are still lying in the infirmary. The monster in the Chamber of Secrets, its shadow loomed over Hogwart. Now."

Dumbledore's tone suddenly became cheerful: "Oh, during the Christmas vacation, maybe many parents have mentioned to you about transferring schools."

This sentence caused a burst of laughter, and Lee Jordan cheered: "Don't worry, Professor! We will always belong to Hogwarts!"

Dumbledore pressed his eyes and pretended to wipe his tears: "Thank you, thank you, I'm so touched."

The little wizards laughed again.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand and pressed it twice to stop his laughter, and then continued: "Here, I am very happy to announce to everyone that the monster in the Chamber of Secrets has been solved!"

The auditorium became very quiet, and the little wizards were waiting expectantly for the principal's next words.

"Thanks to a few brave and intelligent little wizards, they investigated the truth of the matter with their own efforts. Here, I want to reward them." Dumbledore cleared his throat, "Then..."

There was a brief pause, and Dumbledore seemed to be really remembering. Others were waiting quietly, and the lights in the auditorium were exceptionally bright...

Slytherin's little wizards were horrified, and they were about to suffer! There's something eerily familiar about this scene.

"First of all, Mr. Harry Potter and Mr. Ron Weasley. In order to save their classmates who were held hostage, they bravely attacked the monster without flinching. I reward Gryffindor House for this, two hundred points! "

The Gryffindor table erupted in deafening cheers, nearly knocking down the enchanted ceiling. The stars above them were shaken slightly. Percy excitedly pulled Penelope and told the other prefects loudly: "It's my brother! Ron, my youngest brother! They killed the monster in the secret room!"

Ron was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He pulled Harry's magic robe and dangled it around, showing off himself to the little wizards around him with a glowing face.

"Then Mr. Loren Morgan and Miss Hermione Granger unraveled the truth from complicated events, found out the heir of Slytherin, and found out the real monster in the Chamber of Secrets. Their wisdom was a blessing to Granger. Fendo earns a hundred points!”

Hermione was immediately surrounded by her roommates, and Lavender pestered her for details about the Chamber of Secrets and the Basilisk. With a smile on her face, Hermione picked out the answer she could think of.

Unexpectedly, he also got extra points... Loren, who was watching the excitement, raised his head, met Dumbledore's encouraging eyes, and moved away with a guilty conscience.

Professor McGonagall, who was always serious, smiled brightly. Snape's knife scratched the plate, making the plate creak.

The twins took the lead and banged the table. All the little Gryffindor wizards were excited and clapped with all their strength, their hands shaking.

The noise was so deafening that those little Gryffindor wizards who could still calculate the scores in their minds while shouting until their voices were hoarse instantly felt empty-headed.

What does this mean? A 300-point lead. Even if Professor Snape strays into the Black Lake, it is impossible to reverse the gap. The Academy Cup is definitely safe!

The little wizards of Slytherin were crying, and it was like this again. They even scored more points than last time, and the gap they opened was even more desperate. There is basically no suspense about the outcome of the Academy Cup. Even if they win all the remaining Quidditch games, they still can't catch up.

Draco did the same thing as his professor, cutting the steak in a depressed manner.

Next to him was the dumbfounded Goyle. The long table was filled with all kinds of delicacies. If it were the usual Goyle, he would already be thinking about what to eat first after the banquet started. It's just different from usual. There is a large space beside him, which once belonged to the big man Crabbe.

The Goyle and Crabbe families have a very good relationship. They are both pure-blood families, and their fathers are both Death Eaters who escaped justice. Goyle had become accustomed to doing everything with Crabbe, even as Malfoy's follower, and they always appeared in pairs.

I don’t know since when, Crabbe became different from before. He became smarter, could quickly complete the homework assigned by the teacher, and could quickly master the new magic in the classroom. Become mysterious and solitary.

Although Malfoy always told Goyle to stay away from Crabbe, he never took it to heart. He couldn't understand those complicated things and didn't want to think about them. He just did the same things as before.

Crabbe disappeared just after the vacation. That night, Goyle went to bed very late. He lay on the four-poster bed and waited for a long time, but in the end he did not hear the sound of Crabbe returning to the dormitory.

He didn't think much of it, except that Crabbe was home for Christmas. This is not surprising. They chose to stay in school because Malfoy stayed in school. Crabbe became a loner and was unwilling to follow Malfoy as before. It was normal to go home alone for Christmas.

However, the new semester started, and Crabbe still didn't come back, so his position was vacant.

Goyle's brain was not very good, and he vaguely realized that Crabbe would not come back, maybe never.

Marcus Flint, captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, heard some rumors from his parents, so he became even more curious. When the cheers slowly subsided, he stood up: "Principal Dumbledore, can you tell us the details of the matter? Is the heir really Crabbe?"

Hearing Crabbe's name, Slytherin's little wizard subconsciously looked next to Goyle, but when he didn't see Crabbe, he exploded:

"Crabbe isn't here!"

"How come someone is absent from the new semester dinner?"

"Is he really the heir of Slytherin!?"

Chirping, the little wizard who didn't know Crabbe from other colleges also vaguely pieced together the outline of what happened from the words of friends around him.

"Quiet, listen to what I, an old man, have to say first." Dumbledore knocked on the glass, and the clanking sound suppressed the discussion in the auditorium and attracted the attention of all the little wizards. "Vincent ·Crabbe was indeed involved in the Chamber of Secrets incident. But please forgive me, as a professor, I cannot tell you inferences mixed with speculation until the Ministry of Magic investigates the truth."

"Oh, no..." A regretful whine sounded.

If he really hadn't said anything, the little wizards wouldn't have been so curious. However, when they were giving extra points to Loren and others, some information was vaguely revealed in those commendations, which made them feel itchy.

Some smart little wizards realized the loopholes in the principal's words. As professors, they couldn't say it. They just asked Loren and the others... The senior students were already eager to give it a try.

"Before the banquet officially begins, I have one more thing to announce!" Dumbledore said loudly. He stretched out his hand to signal everyone to look at Hagrid, who was at the bottom of the guest of honor. "The keykeeper of Hogwarts, the forbidden Warden Lin, Mr. Hager Luber, was framed in the secret room incident fifty years ago and took the blame for a crime that did not belong to him. Even not long ago, there were people who did not know the truth who wanted to take away the secret room incident this time. He must also be blamed for the incident."

The Chamber of Secrets had been opened before, and Hagrid was responsible for the last time it was opened... The amount of information in these words was so great that some young wizards were stunned.

Some little wizards who had learned the relevant news from their parents during the holidays clarified their doubts to the people around them, and the discussion in the auditorium continued for a while.

"Now that the truth of the matter has finally been found out, I would like to declare here that Hagrid is innocent!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Hagrid. In the solemn silence, Hagrid tightened his moleskin coat and stood up slowly. His eyes wandered around the four long tables for a long time, looking for his former appearance on these little wizards wearing magic robes.

When he was about three years old, his mother, the giantess Friedvafa, abandoned Hagrid and her son and returned to the giant tribe, leaving his short father to raise him alone.

His childhood life was a bit embarrassing, but fortunately he had a loving father. When he was six years old, Hagrid was already larger than his father. His unique body shape forced them to live away from the crowd. The Forest of Dean in southwestern England was the source of his closeness to animals, and many of his skills in living in the forest were also there. It was practiced at that time.

When Hagrid and his father received their acceptance letters to Hogwarts, they went crazy with joy and yelled like monkeys in the forest. Entering the student life of Hogwarts is not easy, and his huge size always attracts ridicule, but the atmosphere of Gryffindor House is very good, and he likes this Lion House.

Just as the lives of father and son were slowly getting on track, in the third grade, he was framed and implicated in Myrtle's death, and was expelled soon after.

Fortunately, his father would not know about this because his father passed away a year ago...

The bright lights made Hagrid's eyes feel dazed. He resisted the feeling of dizziness, fixed his eyes on Harry, and choked out:

"Without you, Harry, Loren, Hermione, Ron, I'm sure I would still be in an interrogation room at the Ministry of Magic right now. So I just want to say, thank you."

"Hogwarts can't be without you, Hagrid!" George and Fred clapped vigorously, causing other little wizards to applaud.

Harry returned Hagrid's gaze, cheering him up with joy.

Dumbledore raised a hand, and the auditorium gradually became quiet again: "One last thing, unfortunately, Professor Lockhart can't come back next semester because he has to go elsewhere to retrieve his memory."

When the little wizards heard the good news, they burst into cheers, and several teachers also cheered.

“However, Defense Against the Dark Arts classes cannot be cancelled, and I am delighted to welcome a new teacher to our squad this term.”

"Professor Black, who readily agreed to fill the Defense Against the Dark Arts vacancy."

Harry looked at the man in disbelief.

The mysterious cloaked man sitting at the guest table stood up and took off the hood covering his entire head, revealing Harry's familiar face. Sirius Black smiled brightly and bowed to the young wizards of the four houses.

Harry was still in a daze. Several people who knew Sirius were looking at Harry. The other young wizards were not familiar with the new professor. There were a few scattered and sparse applause in the auditorium.

Seamus clapped weakly: "The plan failed. Unexpectedly, he took off the hat himself."

Dean nodded slowly, disappointed.

"Look at Professor Snape, didn't you say he always wanted to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts..." Hermione whispered into Loren's ear. When she looked up, she saw Loren's cold eyes.