Chapter Ninety-Three: Before Departure
Hogwarts after the Ball, it's much more lively than ever.
Last night's turmoil had been lifted from everyone's minds, and Dumbledore's words were believed as always, especially this time without Fudge being a hindrance - the Ministry of Magic was still relatively authoritative and why Dumbledore had so many reproaches when Fudge and Hogwarts disagreed with Voldemort.
Of course, this also has to do with the fact that people always like to think in a less bad direction when they are desperate - everyone likes to hear good news ...
Of course, there is no such predicament now, although Fudge estimated last night that he didn't know how much hair he had grabbed in order to deal with the news that Dumbledore might announce, but today's situation is that everyone is fine!
While eating breakfast, thinking that Fudge might have stayed up all night preparing a rebuttal for a long time, only to find that there was no news at all, Alan suddenly felt that his appetite was quite good today—it was strange that Fudge had to have the guts of a Dementor when he saw a Death Eater, and that he could sleep the night Dumbledore was on it.
"Good morning, pervert. Selma greeted Alan as she came over, beckoned the others, and then sat down with the other two prefects.
"Huh?" Alan looked up during the meal, as if he heard someone scolding him?
However, Selma's expression was very calm, and Alan shook his head and continued to eat - he was different from the other people who stayed in school, and he had something to do today.
As for the others, they are now in the midst of a rare Christmas holiday, with a round-the-clock holiday, and the unfinished ball from last night, which makes the whole castle smell sour...
If it weren't for Mr. Filch's ill side, Alan might have given the castle some task of cleaning and trimming the bushes right now.
Well, at this time, that's all I can say. After all, Alan has to work for the principal today - or the kind that doesn't pay him, it's really chilling...
Just as Alan had eaten his last bite of food, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps in the castle—a large figure came in through the door of the dining room, and then walked weakly to the teacher's table, said a brief hello to the professors, and sat down to eat.
It's Hagrid.
However, he was unusually listless today, like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost, his face was full of fairy spirit, and his eyes were still slightly red, and he looked like he hadn't rested much all night.
Just as Hagrid sat down, several girls next to Alan quietly began to communicate.
"Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with what I heard last night, Hagrid had a quarrel with Madame Maxime. ”
"That's it, I heard that the quarrel was still very strong, and we thought that the relationship would go further after they danced together yesterday, but it turned out to be what it is now. Marshall poked his head out and joined the gossip.
"What, what's going on?" Alan asked in a low voice.
"What else can there be, the two of them have an awkward quarrel, I tell you, don't spread it!" another girl who joined, said mysteriously, and only continued after getting a nod from a circle of people to reassure her.
"Yesterday, just last night, I found that I didn't have enough herbs for the mask, so I was going to pick some," she said mysteriously, "and as I was passing by the herb shed, I found Hagrid and Madame Maxim talking over there, and Hagrid said that he was of giant blood and derived from the maternal line, and asked Madame Maxim where he inherited it. As for Madame Maxim, not only did she not admit it, but she was also annoyed and angry because of this, and the two quarreled because of this!"
Uh, a cold sweat broke out on Allen's forehead - Hagrid is really, is this kind of thing to be said casually? Don't you know what the wizarding world thinks of giants?
However, the plot changed a little quickly, and the fast Alan almost didn't turn the corner.
"Half-blood giants, the union of giants and humans, you must know that giants are discriminated against, and Hagrid's father chose to ignore the eyes of the world because of what great love he pursued!"
"yes," the man next to him nodded, an expression of agreement.
Well, you guys won.
Alan suddenly remembered the identity of his classmates - Hufflepuff's classmates are the most Muggles, some wizarding families were born, and they are also Muggles in the previous generation or the previous generation, and the inheritance of discrimination in the wizarding world is not as high as that of other families, so there is more patience for breaking through the existence of discrimination...
Probably, that's what it looks like.
Anyway, Allen's side was the biggest help - Rita didn't dare to come over now, and the reports about Hagrid were obviously stillborn.
As for the rest, Alan is currently a single dog, and he can't help even if he wants to—it's a sad story.
In fact, whether it's someone at school who broke up with a passion or something else, Alan can't see it today, and after breakfast, he has to go to Dumbledore's office to report, and then go snake hunting together...
It's a pity that today is destined to be a not very peaceful day - the castle yesterday's events, the explanation is so-so, coaxing ordinary people is fine, and now Hogwarts has gathered a bunch of elite wizards from other countries, saying that no one who sees through it is self-deception.
But Dumbledore wasn't afraid of people asking - even if that group of people had spies at the Ministry of Magic or asked through diplomatic means, Fudge would resist the pressure and cheat him.
As for the campus, there are only a few people in the know, and the two professors and the two principals will definitely not talk nonsense, so the pressure is on Alan and Harry. Alan had easily sent the man away, but Harry was a little sad for now.
However, this relationship does not come from outside the school, but from the school - the treatment of a coma spell is still very simple, so Qiu no longer has to eat sick meals today.
But being knocked unconscious is not so easy to pass, especially since there is a high-IQ existence next to Autumn who can pull the basilisk out of the tube - Hermione claims to be the second in their age, and the first is that there is no drop.
So, when Alan was about to take Harry with him, he saw Harry's trembling figure in the corner when he was forced to ask, and the record of beating Voldemort away yesterday - well, yesterday was not very good...
A look of pleading for help came to him, and Alan replied with a look of self-begging - he didn't get involved, I wish you luck to get through, Harry!