Chapter 898: Senior

"I don't think he can come, Ron. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Mrs. Weasley said, placing a large plate of roast chicken in front of Harry, "He's really busy right now, but Arthur told me Kingsley is coming in the evening, and Remus and they're there, so we can celebrate on a small scale." ”

Busyness was still the norm at the Order of the Phoenix, and for the next few days, everyone who came here was in a hurry.

Even Bill was given a task and had no way to help make the broomstick.

In fact, Harry soon discovered that living in the anti-Voldemort headquarters was not at all as interesting and exciting as he had originally thought.

Although the members of the Windphoenix Society regularly came and went, sometimes staying for dinner, sometimes only for a few minutes and whispering, Mrs. Weasley made sure not to let them hear anything.

Public opinion in the outside world was also calm, and after planting a big heel in the matter of the trial, Fudge suddenly became honest.

He seems to have finally understood that the more he does, the more wrong he becomes, or that a new conspiracy is brewing.

In short, Fudge went back to his old ways, and began to slander Dumbledore, Evan, and Harry through the Daily Prophet, trying to discredit them as much as possible, but this time the media on the market was no longer all one-sided articles.

Aven's Hogwarts Wizardry was full of bad reviews about Fudge, which attracted a large number of readers.

This is a collision of two completely different voices, and neither can defeat the other for the time being.

Truth be told, the average citizen of the wizarding world seems to be more willing to trust Dumbledore than Fudge.

However, Voldemort's resurrection is an exception, and everyone does not want to believe it.

They thought Dumbledore might be a fool, but Fudge was actually worse than him......

As Lupin told Aven, the reason why Fudge won the election was not how well he performed, but that his rivals were worse than him, and it was actually a game of comparing who was worse than whom, and that's the nature of the campaign.

They didn't have to worry about these things, and under the guidance of Aven, a few people made black, thick and large flying broomsticks with peace of mind.

Hermione and Ginny had already drawn the design, but it was difficult to turn it into a reality.

In addition to that, Evan is also combing through the fighting techniques and spells that should be taught to them.

He found that everyone except for himself and Hermione had not even mastered the common dueling spells, and had to help them with the basics.

Harry and the Weasleys are fine, and many adult wizards may not even be able to use an Iron Armor Charm.

It sounds funny, but it's true......

As for training according to the Aurors' method, they are still a bit far from it, and it will take a while to start.

And just like that, time blink of an eye to the last day of the holiday.

Evan was drawing runes on parchment designing the broomstick sensor, which was the hardest part, and next to him, Harry was cleaning Hedwig's feces on the top of the closet, when Ron walked into the bedroom with three envelopes.

"The bibliography is here, just delivered. He said, tossing the faith of Aven and Harry to the two of them, "I was downstairs with Ginny when a flock of owls rushed in, this year is so slow, I thought they had forgotten, they were here a long time ago!"

Evan opened the envelope, which was about to start the fourth grade semester, and inside the envelope was two pieces of parchment: one to remind him that school was starting on September 1, and the other to tell him what books and things he needed for the next school year.

Aside from the normal items, there is nothing new, except for the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, which requires new textbooks.

It's obvious that each new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor assigns a different textbook.

"There are only two new books. Harry read his list and said, "Standard Spells, Level 5, by Miranda Goshawk, and The Theory of Magical Defence, by Wilbert Slinka. ”

With a snap, Fred and George apparitions appeared, suddenly appearing beside them.

"We're wondering who ordered Slinka's book. Fred said mildly.

"Because that means Dumbledore has found a new teacher for Defence Against the Dark Arts class. George said.

"It's time to find it. Fred said.

"What do you mean?" said Harry, confused, as he jumped down and landed next to them.

"Oh, a few weeks ago, we eavesdropped on mom and dad with our telescopic ears. Fred said, "From their conversation, it was clear that Dumbledore had gone to great lengths to find someone who could do the job this school year. ”

"If you look at what happened to those five teachers before, you don't think it's strange, is it?"

"One was fired, one was forced to leave his job, one died, one had his memory erased, and one was locked in a box for more than half a year. Harry counted them on his fingers, "yes, I see what you mean. ”

The position was cursed by Voldemort, and whoever took over was unlucky, and this year it was Umbridge's turn.

"Yes, no one dares to accept this position, and I don't know who is so guts. Fred said, leaning over to Aven, "Aven, have you designed your sensors? I can't wait to try out the new broomstick!"

"It's going to take a while, and there are some things I still have to think about. Evan said.

"As long as you can design it before the competition starts. George said, "Well, Ron, what's wrong with you?"

Ron didn't answer, and several people turned their heads to look.

Ron stood motionless, his mouth slightly open, staring blankly at the letter Hogwarts had given him.

"What's going on?" Fred asked curiously, leaning behind Ron and peering over his shoulder at the parchment.

Immediately, Fred's mouth opened wide in surprise.

"Prefect?!" he swallowed hard and glared at the letter in disbelief, "Prefect?!"

George quickly rushed forward, snatched the envelope from Ron's other hand, turned it upside down, and a red and gold object fell into his palm.

He was also immediately stimulated, and his eyes widened.

"No way. George said in a low voice.

"There must be a mistake!" Fred snatched the letter from Ron's hand and held it high in the light, as if to check the watermark on it, "Who would choose Ron as a prefect in his right mind?"

The twins' heads turned in unison, all four eyes staring at Harry at the same time.

"We thought it must be you!" Fred said.

Listen to his tone, as if Harry had deceived them in some way.

"Yes, we thought Dumbledore would choose you!" George said indignantly.

"yes, you've done so much. Fred said.

"Ron isn't bad, he was a school warrior last semester!" Evan said, Ron's letter reaching him.

He saw that Ron was still immersed in the shocking news, and he didn't react.