Chapter 783 Making trouble
The Daily Prophet is reporting on the Hippogriff's escape. This report has directly turned the Ministry of Magic's Committee on Handling Dangerous Creatures into a laughing stock. Rita Kist also blamed them for deliberately letting the hippogriff go. Now everyone knows that the clever hippogriff successfully slipped away from the committee in less than ten seconds.
“Is there any important news in the newspaper?” Ron took the Daily Prophet from Harry and began to read the headlines in the newspaper.
"No, the Ministry of Magic still hasn't been able to find any trace of Buckbeak." Harry seemed to have thought of something, paused, and continued, "However, they seemed to be suspicious of Hagrid, thinking that he secretly unlocked the chains and let Buckbeak go. Gram’s.”
"They are just looking for a scapegoat. I dare say that if Dumbledore hadn't vouched for Hagrid, he might have been imprisoned in Azkaban Prison by the Ministry of Magic." Hermione said sharply, "Besides, the newspaper There was no mention at all of Ministry of Magic officials accepting bribes."
"Don't be angry Hermione." Harry comforted him, "At least Buckbeak is not dead."
In fact, what Harry didn't know was that Lucius Malfoy had applied to the Ministry of Magic to conduct a polygraph test on him to confirm whether he was related to the escape of the Hippogriff, but this matter was rejected by the Minister of Magic. .
Once Legilimency or Veritaserum is used, Harry will have no secrets.
However, the so-called "laws" of the Ministry of Magic obviously do not allow the abuse of those gadgets on the surface, let alone using them on the Savior.
"Where are you going?" Harry looked at Hermione who was packing her things in confusion.
“There is a Defense Association meeting today, are you going to attend?” Hermione packed up her things and prepared to leave. “I remember it was a practice against Boggarts.”
"wait for me."
Harry didn't want to stay and do his holiday homework for a long time. He immediately packed his things and prepared to go to the party with Hermione.
“Where’s Ron?” Hermione asked.
"Forget it, I'll go too." Ron stuffed the rolled newspaper into his bag and planned to go to the eight o'clock party with Harry and Hermione.
Before attending the party, the three of them went back to the dormitory, put down their backpacks, and then hurried to a corridor on the seventh floor of the castle.
As soon as the three of them arrived, they were startled by the crowded and noisy crowd in the corridor.
“There are so many people.”
After walking through the crowded corridor, Ron couldn't help but sigh.
“There are indeed many people willing to come to the party.”
Hermione counted the students gathered in the corridor on the seventh floor, and there were already more than a hundred people.
Actually, this is all thanks to the mysterious man.
Many students who were curious about the appearance of the mysterious man gathered around, because today they also had to practice dealing with Boggarts, and they might have a chance to see the true appearance of the mysterious man.
Of course, another reason is that Albert's Defense Association allows other people to participate, and he actually has many admirers.
“I saw a lot of Slytherin students, and those guys seemed to have bad intentions.” Ron saw a lot of acquaintances at a glance.
“Look over there.”
Harry raised his hand and pointed at Malfoy, who was talking to someone in the corridor.
Ron looked in the direction of Harry's finger and blinked, suspecting that he had seen it wrong.
That’s right, it’s the Mr. Malfoy who had diarrhea and no toilet paper.
He was lucky. Two days ago, he happened to meet an acquaintance who helped him pass toilet paper, allowing him to narrowly escape the tragedy of running out of toilet paper.
To be honest, Harry felt that those troublemaking students should not be allowed to attend the party, especially Malfoy. That guy always looked down on Muggle-born wizards, so how could he come here to attend the party?
This is weird no matter how you look at it.
“Everyone, be quiet!”
Albert walked out of the passage behind the portrait and said to the noisy students in the corridor, "I think many people don't know what we are doing here."
“Learn Defense Against the Dark Arts?” someone said.
“Practice against Boggarts?”
“Unfortunately, this is actually a cram school for the fifth grade Defense Against the Dark Arts exam.”
Albert used the tip of his wand to make a piercing explosion sound, which made everyone cover their ears before everyone gradually became quiet.
“We are gathering here to hope that the fifth grade students can achieve good results in the upcoming O.W.Ls Defense Against the Dark Arts exam, so I don’t want you to make any mistakes or misunderstand anything.”
There were whispers all around.
"Of course, we do not reject other students, if you want to familiarize yourself with the content of the O.W.Ls Defense Against the Dark Arts exam in advance." Albert paused and continued, "But there are a few things you need to know: the content of the party The first priority will be given to fifth grade students. If you want to participate in this party, no making noise is allowed. If you don't like it, you can leave quietly. Finally, if someone deliberately makes trouble, I think someone will be willing to stop him from wasting everyone's precious time. I think Let’s go in after it’s clear.”
With that said, Albert turned and walked into the secret room, leaving behind a group of whispering students.
Most of the fifth-grade students followed in. They originally complained about Albert for letting everyone else in, but what Albert said just now clearly had everything arranged.
Will the Boggart appear in the practical assessment?
They naturally also asked students in grades six and seven.
The answer is yes.
No one wants to lose the chance to face a Boggart because of someone.
Many people are willing to go in and take a look driven by curiosity.
After all, everyone said the last party was fun, and they wanted to go there too.
Therefore, there were actually quite a few students following the secret room, and the slightly expanded space seemed a bit crowded.
"Okay, I won't say any more nonsense. The fifth graders come and line up." Albert said.
“Can’t we participate?” someone couldn’t help but ask.
“There are too many people and limited time.” Albert said,
“Then what’s the point of coming to the party?” the man complained again, and was agreed by many students.
“The door is over there.”
"What do you mean?"
"It means that no one forces you to come, and no one forces you to stay here. If you don't like it, you can just leave. The door is over there." Fred and George both smiled maliciously at the man, "You You can leave on your own, or we can send you away."
“I want to see how you...”
The man froze before he could finish speaking.
"Sorry, everyone, we have to send this guy out." Fred walked towards the man who fell to the ground.
“What the **** are you doing!” Many people didn’t expect that they would take action directly.
“Send him off, of course.”
"I say it again, no one forces you to come, and no one forces you to stay here. If you want to leave, the door is over there, if you want to cause trouble at the party, we will throw you out directly." Albert's voice sounded in the room. rang out.
“I want to see who threw whom out.”
Several students hiding in the crowd secretly cast a curse on Albert, but the spell was deflected before hitting Albert, making the guy who had successfully attacked Albert instantly stunned.
"this…"
Before the Slytherin student could react, he was hit by several spells and collapsed on the ground. The other guys who were fighting against the fire just now were all taken care of, and the scene was in chaos.
Of course, more often than not, other houses are secretly retaliating against Slytherin students.
Hence, most of those who were knocked down were Slytherin students, and only a few rationalists hid aside before the conflict broke out and were not affected.
"If you don't like it, don't force it. There is a price to pay for making trouble. Why can't you understand people?" Fred and George threw a certain Slytherin into the corridor outside, and the people among them also followed suit. A group of Slytherin students were soon lying in the corridor. As for whether any of them were innocent, he could only count himself out of luck.
"Okay, all the people who were in the way have disappeared." Albert came back to the box containing the Boggart: "Everyone, let's continue and try to solve the Boggart problem."
(End of this chapter)