Chapter 13: Tangled
"Hmph, Malfoy, are you kidding me?" said Sabini disdainfully, "Bright Future? You mean to join the Ministry of Magic like your father? Well, the Ministry of Magic might be a good place for ordinary wizards. But I don't see much of a future in the Ministry of Magic, where your father could be the head of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation by virtue of his qualifications, and you can only start as a small clerk in the Ministry of Magic - think of the Weasleys, they also have a director. β
"Sabini, it's not your fault that you're short-sighted. Malfoy closed his eyes and said, "The Ministry of Magic has more and more functions and powers, and the Ministry of Magic will play a very important role in the future, and I hope I will apply for early departure next year." β
"What do you say, maybe you're going to leave school early next year. Pansy asked with a grunt, immediately stopping combing Malfoy's hair.
"yes, you'll never know," Malfoy said with a smug smile, "I'm going to do something more important, and it's much more important than a few N.E.W.TS." β
Sabini clearly didn't like Malfoy's mysterious tone, "Come on, Malfoy. The current Minister for Magic is Dumbledore! He's not going to let you have more control - and no one else knows, but I know it. β
Shabini lowered his voice, but everyone in the carriage could hear him, "The Dark Lord has returned, and his Death Eaters have betrayed their master who swore eternal allegiance, Malfoy, are you really not afraid of the Dark Lord's revenge?"
Goyle and Crabbe looked frightened, and Pansy looked at Malfoy dumbfounded.
"It's none of your business, Sabini. Malfoy straightened up, and he stood up, pulling back the sleeve of his left hand, revealing a strange pattern on his wrist.
"Dark mark?" Sabini's eyes widened, "this." How is this possible, haven't you betrayed him?"
"Look at it, Sabini. Malfoy said, "It's not a Dark Mark mark. β
Sabini froze, and realized that the pattern on Malfoy's left wrist was somewhat different from the Dark Devil's markβit was a black snake biting its own tail, and its body formed a circle.
"This is the mark of an Ouroboros. Malfoy smirked, "This is a brand new organization, and our leader will replace the Dark Lord." β
"What nonsense are you talking about!" said Shabini, "I don't think anyone can compete with the Dark Lord, even if he has no subordinates. He's still the most terrible dark wizard in the world, Dumbledore can't even compete with him, I don't know who the leader you call is, but I can only say he's crazy, and so are you, Malfoy. β
"I don't expect everyone to understand the greatness of the organization. The organization won't consider taking in a short-sighted useless guy like you, Sabini. "Do you think I'm telling you so much to invite you in? I'm trying to tell you that you're really worthlessβI know you've been secretly competing with me to outdo me." Do you think Slughorn will outperform me if he invites you?"
Malfoy leaned his face close to Sabini and said in an irritating tone, "Be your good baby slug." β
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"This is the first time there hasn't been a Dumbledore opening party, and I don't feel used to it. Ron gobbled down a chicken leg, his left hand reaching over and grabbing a bag of fries.
"I feel like you're adapting well. Ron. Dean Thomas watched as Ron snatched the last piece of fried chicken.
Harry didn't have much appetite, "Did you hear that? the Sorting Hat just said that we should face a common enemy, does that mean danger?"
"Alright, Harry. Don't be careful, if you don't eat it, it'll be gone. Ron said with his mouth stuffed with food.
Harry reached out thoughtfully to the fries, but didn't wait for them to get them. They're gone, replaced by desserts.
"You see, you've missed it again. Ron reached for a large piece of chocolate cake.
Harry had to grab a piece of honey pie.
Dean said, "Have you heard, this year there are Aurors guarding the entrance and exit of the school, and the security level of Hogwarts has been increased by two levels. β
"That's great news. Neville said, "After all, Hogwarts has had several accidents. β
Harry looked a little embarrassed, and the accidents seemed to have something to do with him.
"Look, Harry, Hagrid is waving at us, he's back!" Ron said.
Harry looked over to the faculty table, and Hagrid was waving at him, and he smiled at Hagrid as well. Hagrid and the majestic Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor, always seemed out of place, and when they sat together, her head was only between Hagrid's elbow and shoulder. At this moment, she saw Hagrid greet him so warmly, and she showed a dissatisfied expression.
Harry was surprised to see that sitting on the other side of Hagrid was Professor Trelawney, the divination teacher.
"Don't look at it, since Umbridge got out, Hagrid and Trelawney have been reinstated. Ron's voice was a little helpless, "Fortunately, we don't have to take her classes this year, and we don't have to go to the Forbidden Forest to do such dangerous things." β
Ron meant, and Harry knew he was talking about Hagrid's giant little brother.
"Good evening, everyone!" Principal Scrimgeour stood up in the center of the podium, the lion-like man's voice loud and full of energy.
"As the new Headmaster of Hogwarts, this is my first time attending this opening party, and I wish all of us and staff a successful year ahead. β
"This year, we are delighted to welcome a new teacher. Professor Slughorn, "
Slughorn stood, his bare head glistening in the candlelight, his waistcoat-bellied belly casting a large shadow on the table.
"He was also my teacher, a colleague of Minister Dumbledore's time at Hogwarts, and after being persuaded by Minister Dumbledore, he agreed to return to his old position as a Potions teacher. β
"Potions lessons?"
"Potions lessons?"
The word echoed throughout the auditorium, and everyone wondered if they had misheard.
"You're sorry to sue us. Ron said, pointing to the others who couldn't figure out what was going on, "Or we'll be like them now." β
"In the meantime, Professor Snape," Scrimgeour raised his voice to drone out the chatter, "will be the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. β
Snape sat to Scrimgeur's right, and he didn't stand up when he heard Scrimgeour mention his name, but just lazily raised a hand to indicate that he heard the cheers at the Slytherin table.
"That's bad luck, Harry. Ron said, "Snape teaches Defence Against the Dark Arts - that sounds worse than Umbridge coaching, and I've decided to give up Defence Against the Dark Arts course." β
Harry looked a little melancholy, he had only passed four classes in the ordinary wizarding exam, including astronomy, and he couldn't pass Professor GuΓ²Sinista's requirements. If he didn't take the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, he wouldn't have many classes to choose from. (To be continued......)
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