Canaan frowned, he didn't expect Professor Fitz to have an extraordinary sensitivity to space.

Looking at Professor Fitz's distant figure, Canaan didn't get too close this time, just followed from a distance.

Professor Fitz made his way to the Black Lake.

The moonlight sprinkles on the surface of the lake, intertwined with the black water, the breeze comes slowly, and the water ripples, but it has a unique flavor.

Professor Fitz looked around warily, then cast a disillusionment spell on himself and disappeared into the lake.

Then there was a "plopping" sound of falling water on the surface of the lake, and ripples on the surface of the water, and then slowly calmed down.

Looking at Professor Fitz, who had lost his trace, Canaan shook his head slightly, turned around and returned to the dormitory.

......

The next morning, the people of Hogwarts were enjoying a bountiful meal.

"Canaan, you should take a look at this. Alita handed Canaan today's Daily Prophet.

"The head of the Ministry of Magic, Duves, has been removed!"

"Millicent has publicly stated that he wants Dumbledore to take over as the next Minister of Magic!"

Canaan scanned the newspapers and found that Duvis was currently in a situation where the wall was falling and everyone was pushing him, and many people jumped out to accuse him of inaction and blood discrimination during his reign.

The newspapers also recorded that he would soon be put on trial a second time by the Wizengamot Governing Body and that he would probably spend the rest of his life in Azkaban if the crime was serious.

"This guy really asked for himself, and he doesn't deserve to be the head of the Ministry of Magic. Roger leaned over and looked at the haggard Duvis in the newspaper and said resentfully.

When he saw the contents of the newspaper, he pouted slightly, "But is Dumbledore really going to be the Minister of Magic? I don't want him to leave us behind, he's a good headmaster." ”

At this time, Terry on the other side heard Roger's discussion and came over with interest, "If Dumbledore really leaves, who do you think will be the next headmaster?"

"Professor Flitwick, our Dean, is the oldest. ”

"He's a goblin hybrid, and the Ministry of Magic won't let Professor Flitwick be the Headmaster. ”

"I think it's going to be Professor McGonagall!"

"I don't think it's going to be Professor Snape, either!"

Looking at the heated discussion, Canaan smiled and shook his head.

Then he turned his head to look at the Slytherin seats, where Ludo and Pete's seats were empty and desolate. I think with the fall of Duvis, their situation will not be too good.

"Ding, ding, ding" Dumbledore tapped the silver cup.

"Before breakfast is over, I would like to inform a few things. First, in the case of several senior students leaving school and returning home without permission, each student was confined for a month and needed to help Mr. Filch clean the hallways. ”

He looked at the reactions of the crowd and continued.

"Second, Pete Rozier was no longer president of the boys' council and prefect of Slytherin because he had broken the school rules. The new Student Council President will be selected from among the best young wizards in each grade, and the selection criteria will no longer be the prefect of each house. As long as you are competent enough and popular with everyone, the chairmanship may be yours. With that, he glanced at Canaan in the audience.

There was an uproar in the audience, and many students showed interested looks.

Canaan smiled helplessly, he felt full of malice from Dumbledore again.

The student council president had many privileges, but apart from having a separate bathroom, there was nothing tempting for Canaan.

He had no idea about the position.

This time, though, he apparently underestimated Dumbledore's determination.

......

In the morning, it was a dark magic defense class, and after checking the mastery of the water avoidance charm in the class, Professor Fitz explained how wizards fight in the water.

Canaan spent the entire class observing the professor, but unfortunately didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

I have to say that if it weren't for the theft of the mermaid crown, he felt that this professor was indeed very serious and responsible in the teaching process, and it was lively and interesting.

But after the events of last night, he was even more sure that Professor Fitz had come to Hogwarts with other plans.

Lunchtime, Hogwarts Great Hall.

Canaan found that there was a small multicolored scorer in front of the four colleges in front of the rostrum.

At this time, Dumbledore spoke on the stage, "After my discussion with several deints, we have decided that the following students can participate in the election of the president of the male student council. They were: Ravenclaw Prefect Robert, Hufflepuff Prefect Verus... and Buffine of Ravenclaw!" his voice was loud and heard throughout the hall.

As soon as Dumbledore's words fell, Canaan noticed that all eyes were on him.

"Canaan, that's great, I didn't expect you to actually run for president. The first-year president has never been seen before in the history of Hogwarts!" Roger grinned, shaking his fists excitedly.

"Brian? He's a freshman! How can he run for president. A senior student at the Snake Academy said indignantly, he had always thought that he could run for election.

"That's enough, you can beat him first, I don't think you want to taste what it feels like to turn into dirt!" said his companion disdainfully.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore held out his hand to stop, "each of the seven candidates for the presidency corresponds to a colored scorer, and I have set up a spell on it, and each person has one vote, and you can choose who you like to vote for until the evening." ”

Dumbledore paused before adding, "Remember, don't try to trick the scorer with magic, if I find out, I'll disqualify him from running and punish him severely." ”

In the afternoon flying lesson, Mrs. Hodge was taking two freshmen from the academy to perform simple flying maneuvers around the four towers.

"Canaan, George and Fred have opened a presidency campaign, and I've put all my money on you. Roger controlled the broom with one hand and patted his chest with the other. An expression like I'm your good brother.

"Don't look for me if you lose. Canaan glanced at him and said helplessly.

"Why, George secretly told me, he heard a lot of news, many people in the school are your fans, and they will vote for you. Roger lowered his voice and pretended to be deep. It's like it's some big secret.

"Alita heard George say the same thing to Terry just now. By the way, Terry voted for Prefect Robert. Canaan smiled.

"Oh shit, damn George. Roger scolded, then took control of the broomstick and turned his head towards Gryffindor's camp, "I'm going to get my money back!"

“......”

At night, the ceiling of the Great Hall of Hogwarts is a blue sky.

"Before we eat the food, I think we need to announce the results of our vote, which I'm sure you've been waiting for a long time. Dumbledore came to the Rainbow Scorer.

I saw his wand lightly touch the scorer, and a golden spark drilled out of the tip of the wand and burst into the sky above the scorer, scattering fireworks and falling on the sand of various colors inside the scorer.

At this moment, the scorer seemed to be stimulated, and seven different colors of sand rose wildly in the glass pipes.

"Robert's red color rises the fastest!"

"Green is overtaking!"

"Yellow, yellow is the highest, Verus is going to win, I pressed him two gold gallons!"

"Oh, purple! Purple Brian is catching up!"

As the crowd roared, the scorer finally froze, and Canaan represented the highest purple sand, scoring half as much as the yellow in second place.

"The winner is Canaan Blaine, a first-year Rowenclaw freshman!!" Dumbledore's old and powerful voice echoed throughout the Great Hall.

At the same time, clusters of fireworks were set off in the air in the hall, and everyone shouted with cheers, and the sound was heard along the castle all the way to the Black Lake.

Several merfolk surfaced, looking out at the brightly lit castle in the distance, looking puzzled.

"What's crazy about these humans?"

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