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"Have you ever seen Hogwarts at four o'clock in the morning? I've seen it. “

"God is above, that's cold."

Years later, this year's Gryffindors still remember this day, the day they were still reviewing at four o'clock in the morning.

"Hell! That position, hey, buddy, switch places with me! I'll ask for two glasses of butterbeer! ”

"Cold! Hell, why is it so cold! Hey, isn't the fire in the fireplace really not extinguished? ”

"Damn, don't care if it's cold or not, I still have a place where I can't figure it out, who's going to help me?!"

"What the hell is going to do with this?! I'm going crazy, is there anything else like that! Merlin is on top, and I'm willing to exchange all the Galleons on me for a set of questions with answers! ”

Gryffindor's lounge was blazing with fire and shadows. In four hours, they would have their first weekly exams, and most of the third year had spent the night in the common room, and Dumbledore had even made the fireplace burn more than usual for the house-elves.

"Oh, they don't have to be so nervous."

Above the dome of Hogwarts, facing the cold wind, Ming Yuan smiled and said to Qianji beside him: "I obviously told them that it was a very simple exam. ”

Qianji gave him a blank look and rested his head on his shoulder: "It's not you yet, I'll surprise them on the first day, and then give them a scare on the second day." Do you think they'll still believe what you say about 'quizzes'? “

Ming Yuan chuckled, rubbed lightly on Qianji's black hair, sniffed Qianji's hair and said, "Then don't blame me, I said it clearly." Well, but seeing that they are so diligent, I, as a professor, also feel very comforted. “

"Well, look, the stars are a little dimmer over there. What zodiac sign is that? It looks familiar, but I don't know what it's called. “

Qianji smiled: "I've been watching it for a few years and I still don't know people's names, it's really stupid." “

The bitter cold wind turned into a soft, warm breeze, flowing around the two of them.

……

In the early morning at Hogwarts Great Hall, the smell of espresso wafts everywhere, accompanied by the bitter taste of wormwood drink, which can be felt with your nose.

Dumbledore looked at a copy of the Daily Prophet in his hand with a headache and asked Professor McGonagall in a low voice, "Minerva, Hogwarts' protective magic is on, right?" At this time, all the students, especially the Gryffindors, couldn't even see a copy of the Daily Prophet, right? “

"By the way, there are also owls sent by parents, don't let them in now."

"Merlin is on top, and if poor Gryffindors see the Daily Prophet and the letter from their parents, I'm scared that Hogwarts Infirmary needs to open an additional psychiatric unit."

Professor McGonagall wiped her sweat and said, "It's all on, and I promise you won't be able to float a single owl feather into Hogwarts before noon." ”

At this time, Ming Yuan walked into the auditorium with his usual smile and sat in his professorship.

In the past, the students would look at him with extreme hatred, but at this moment, a considerable number of students have no time to look at him.

"The little ones are quite energetic, and sure enough, the young people are energetic."

Ming Yuan smiled at the professors, and Professor Snape laughed, "Maybe this will carve something into their empty heads...... I hope so. “

Professor Dumbledore frowned, spread out the Daily Prophet in front of him, pointed to the content of the headline on the front page and asked Ming Yuan dissatisfiedly, "Professor Ming Yuan, what's going on?" “

"I'm curious to know why the Daily Prophet reporter came to Hogwarts for such an interview, and I, the Headmaster, knew nothing?"

Ming Yuan seemed to remember this, and he covered his mouth exaggeratedly: "Oh my God, didn't I tell you?" Headmaster Dumbledore?! “

He patted his head and said, "Merlin is on top, I'm so stupid!" ”

"Maybe Miss Skeeter's surprise interview yesterday made me too nervous, and God, I forgot about it after the interview!"

He then said in a sincere tone, "But I suppose that apart from their exaggerated tone, most of them are still true, right?" “

He blinked, "Believe me, Headmaster Dumbledore, even though I'm new here, I'm definitely more desperate than anyone else to want Hogwarts to get better." “

Dumbledore took a deep breath and said very seriously, "For the better? Let's hope so. “

……

Ding, a crisp bell rings, marking the end of this second Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson.

"Oh!"

"Liberated!"

"Merlin is on top, the taste of freedom! It's a taste of freedom! “

"Oh my God, I think it's been a century! I'm a ghost, a ghost from the castle! “

Even if Ming Yuan was still standing on the podium, such an excited cry could not be controlled from the mouths of the Gryffindors.

Ming Yuan looked at them with a smile, and the voice containing chakra clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Look, aren't you doing a great job? In fact, it was a bit of a surprise. ”

With a wave of his hand, another wad of parchment flew onto the desks of the various students, their homework for the lesson.

Ming Yuan blinked: "Although I understand your feelings very well, I still have to remind you. In the coming week, don't use today's emotions as an excuse for forgetting to do your homework. “

"Oh yes, I need to say it again. There's still a quiz next week today, so be sure to review it as well. “

Before turning to walk out of the school gate, he turned back and said, "Also, it seems that your parents know what happened to you, and many of them have written to Hogwarts, which are probably stacked in the Great Hall by now." Students who have nothing to do can already go and take a look. ”

"I think most of you will get a surprise and maybe your dream will come true."

……

Dizzy, really dizzy.

Tired, really tired.

As a result of the all-night review, Eric didn't have the strength to curse the damn professor at this point. He staggered towards the auditorium with a tired face on his face, and his whole person looked like a drunken drunkard.

"Merlin, does my mother know my situation? Oh my God, that's great news. ”

"Mother, you must feel sorry for your poor son, right? Merlin is on top, send a yelling letter, let Hogwarts be overwhelmed by your anger, and let Hogwarts fire that damn professor! Otherwise, your child will be converted to God! “

The auditorium was full of letters, Merlin was on top, and Eric had never seen so many letters.

The house-elves were shuttling back and forth sorting the letters, and they were so busy that they were sweating and some were even out of breath.

"Hello, do you have my letter? Eric, Eric of Gryffindor 3rd year. Eric asked the busy elf in a whisper.

"Eric ......" the elf muttered, picking through the pile of envelopes and pulling out a red letter and a large package.

It looked at the letter, and then reminded in a very serious tone, "Mr. Eric, I must warn you that this is a roaring letter. If it's convenient, I advise you not to take it apart like the previous gentlemen. ”

Eric shuddered at the words "Howl letter", and for a split second, he felt that Merlin seemed to answer his call.

"Thank you Merlin, thank you Merlin, it's the roaring letter, it's the roaring letter! Hahaha, I'm going to be free, I'm going to be free! ”

"Damn the professor, go die!"

Eric cried out in ecstasy: "Let our anger ......"

"Ring through Hogwarts!"

With this in mind, he tore open the envelope vigorously.

"Oh...... All right...... A lot of people have done this before, but judging by how they've done it so far, I think they all seem to have misunderstood something......" The elf grunted, then gagged his big furry ears.

Eric's mother's voice came from the envelope, it was so loud that it was the voice that Eric hoped would be heard by the entire auditorium, but in terms of content, it seemed to be a bit different from what Eric had hoped.

"Eric, you listen to me, listen to me!"

"Never, never, never against Professor Mingyuan's reforms! You absolutely, absolutely, absolutely support Professor Mingyuan unconditionally! ”

"Otherwise, from now until you become an adult, you don't even want to get one, yes, one's pocket money!"

Sneer, snort, mournful laughter came from the edge of the auditorium.

A few glazed-eyed Gryffindors pointed at Eric and said, "Another crazy one." “

"We've all been lied to."

"Mommy doesn't love us."

"Woo, Mommy doesn't love us. God, I don't believe in Merlin anymore, help me! “

Eric stared blankly at the envelope in his hand, a loud voice still coming from it.

Suddenly, Eric stumbled to himself, "Merlin is on top, this must have been sent by mistake." Yes, my mother's spell level is average, isn't it normal to get the content of the yelling letter wrong? “

He swallowed, looked at the remaining package and prayed, "Merlin bless, the package must be normal." “

"It's going to be full of candy, and mom's handmade pudding, and delicious beef jerky, Merlin bless, Merlin bless."

Sneering laughter came from the edge of the auditorium again.

"I used to believe in Merlin, and I used to be as naïve as him."

"But now I am a believer in God."

Eric's hands were trembling, and he trembled as he unwrapped the package: "Merlin is on top, candy, pudding, beef jerky!" “

Five minutes later, another Gryffindor crouched down at the edge of the Great Hall at Hogwarts, and he reverently crossed it: "God above, I apologize to you for my past blasphemy, and from today onwards, I am your faithful believer." “

"Please remove the devil's tricks and turn that damn pile of books back into my candy and beef jerky."