"Spare us, Hermione!" Ron said, swallowing the food in his mouth, "You're starving yourself to death, and you're not going to get sick leave and wages for them." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hermione didn't speak, glaring at everyone angrily, she wouldn't eat a bite anyway.

Judging by her appearance, it has been determined that she was the result of the labor of the house-elf slaves.

Harry hurriedly looked at Evan for help, hoping he could convince Hermione.

Most of the time, he was the only one who could convince Hermione.

But Evan didn't know what to do, he and Hermione had discussed this topic many times, and there was no way to convince him.

Seeing Hermione just looking at him like this, he felt like he couldn't eat it anymore.

"Well, I'm not going to eat either!" Evan sighed, "There's always someone to keep you with." ”

"You're right, Aven, this food is earned through shameless slave labor, and we must resist it......"

Seeing Evan stop, Hermione nodded in satisfaction and turned her eyes to Harry and Ron.

The two of them didn't do what Evan did, and could only try not to see Hermione.

Harry and Ron lowered their heads to wipe out the food in front of them, their faces looking strange.

And just like that, the rain outside pounded intensively on the high, dark windows.

Another thunderclap crackled the glass windows, and a bolt of lightning streaked across the gloomy ceiling, illuminating the golden plates.

The first remaining dish on the plate was gone, and in the blink of an eye, it was filled with dessert again.

"You two can't just sit still!" said Harry, hesitantly picking up a piece of cake.

"Aven, Hermione, look at this syrup pie!" Ron said, deliberately delivering the fragrant pie to the two men, "raisin pudding, chocolate cake, and ......"

Hermione glared at him, and the gaze reminded him of Professor McGonagall, and Ron immediately retracted.

Finally, the dessert treats were also swept away, and the last remaining crumbs from the plate disappeared.

The plate was clean and shiny again.

At this point, Dumbledore stood up again, ready to speak.

The humming of the hall suddenly stopped, and only the beating of the wind and heavy rain could be heard.

Hermione also turned to glare at Dumbledore, as if he were taking the lead in squeezing the house-elves.

"Alright!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile, "Now that we're all well fed and drunk, I must ask for everyone's attention again, I'm going to announce a few notices!"

"First of all, Mr. Filch, the janitor, wants me to tell you that this year there are a few more items that are forbidden in the castle, and they are screaming balls, toothed saucers, and combo darts. The whole list of about four hundred and thirty-seven items can be seen in Mr. Filch's office, and those interested can check it out. ”

Evan noticed that there were quite a few Fred and George prank products in it.

However, because there is no time, the two of them are only in a small-scale test market, and there is no large-scale production yet.

Because of this, most of the new products have not yet been discovered by Filch.

"And, as before, I would like to remind everyone that the Forbidden Forest on the other side of the site is not accessible to students, and in Hogsmeade Village, no students under the age of third are allowed to visit. Dumbledore continued, glancing at Aven.

Whether it's the Forbidden Forest or Hogsmeade, Aven is a regular visitor there.

Last semester, Aven, who was still in his second year, secretly stayed with Hermione at Hogsmeade on Christmas Day.

And it was very unfortunate that he met the most dangerous werewolf, Fenrir Greyback, and got into a fight.

Evan has left an indelible mark on him, and this guy must hate him to death by now.

As for the Forbidden Forest, not to mention, in the Centaur tribe deep in the Forbidden Forest late at night, he was also cursed by Voldemort......

Because of this, Sirius had to resign and take most of the responsibility for the matter.

"It is my regret to inform you that there will be no House Cup Quidditch this year. "This is because a big event will start in October and will continue throughout the school year, taking up a lot of the teachers' time and energy." But I'm sure you can all have a lot of fun with it. It is my great pleasure to announce that this year's ...... at Hogwarts

At that moment, there was a deafening thunderclap, and the door to the auditorium was slammed open.

A man stood in the doorway, leaning on a long cane and wrapped in a black travel cloak.

The people in the auditorium turned their heads to look at the stranger, and a fork of lightning streaked across the ceiling, and everyone gasped.

The lightning illuminated the man's face vividly, a very terrifying face.

It was carved out of a piece of decaying wood, and the carver had only a vague idea of what a human face should look like, and he was not very good at using a carving knife. Every inch of skin on his face seemed to be scarred, his mouth was like a crooked mouth, his nose was missing, and the most terrifying thing about this man was his eyes.

One of his eyes was small, black, and shiny, while the other was large, round like a coin, and a vivid bright blue.

The blue eye moved unblinking, up and down, left and right, completely unrelated to the normal eye.

Later, the blue eye rolled and burrowed into the man's head, and everyone could only see a large white eyeball.

The little wizards all covered their mouths with their hands and looked at the man who had just broken in in fear.

His impression is completely in line with the most terrifying image of the villain in everyone's mind, like a dangerous dark wizard.

"Who is he?" asked Hermione in a whisper.

"Mad-Eye Moody!" replied Aven, "Alastor Moody, the best Auror ever. ”

"Oh my God, he's the Crazy Eye, but why is he ......?"

"Because he's our Defence Against the Dark Arts class this semester, it's going to be a lot of fun this year. ”

Evan stared at the fake Moody as he walked past them, trying to see what difference he had from the real Mad Eye.

But the impostor had apparently studied Moody's style and habits in particular, and there was no difference from the outside.

However, Evan had already been prepared, and he took out the map of the living spot that he had borrowed from Harry from his bosom.

The Living Point Map was a magical map created by his father and Sirius, Professor Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew that showed the names of all the secret passages and characters that appeared at Hogwarts, and was a great help to them during their adventures in the castle.

Especially in the last semester in the rescue of Sirius, it played an unimaginable role.

Evan spread the map on his lap, blocking the view of the others.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, he tapped the map lightly with his wand.

In the next second, Hogwarts Castle drawn in ink began to appear on it, as well as dense names of people.

Now, everyone is gathered in the auditorium, and the names are all superimposed on top of each other, and it looks like a lot of work.

Evan squinted, his fingers slowly moving to the teacher's seat.

Fake Moody is shaking hands with Dumbledore, and Evan sees Dumbledore's name, but across from him......

Evan blinked, he had expected to see Barty Crouch Jr.'s name, but all he saw was a small black dot of ink.

The name of the guy in front of Dumbledore can't be labeled!! (to be continued.) )