It's already February, and the snow around Hogwarts is beginning to melt, replaced by a bleak dampness. Gray-purple clouds lay low over the castle, and the grass was slippery and muddy due to the cold rain.

Hogwarts Great Hall, rain pounding on the high windows, enchanted ceilings swirling dimly overhead.

The wizards gathered around the long tables in their respective houses, the plates in front of them were filled with food, and after some soggy owls flew into the auditorium with letter packages, the wizards picked up their subscribed magazines and newspapers, and now the focus of the media was on the press conference presided over by Professor Alan Harris, and the whole auditorium, both professors and students, could not talk about the big news.

"The Temple of Ravenclaw is to open up advanced magical skills such as theories and spells as a whole... As long as you work hard enough, you can have a knowledge that is not weaker than that of a wizard from a pure-blood family. Justin Finchrie shook his curly hair and said his opinion to the Hufflepuff wizards from the same background as him, "I plan to study hard for a few more years after graduation, I don't want to go to a tavern to be a waiter, I heard that Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw has a good relationship with our founder, Helga Hufflepuff, maybe I can learn some food magic and become a chef in a tavern?"

"I don't think ancient food is as good as the English food that we have developed for so many years now..."Ernie McMillan crossed the ham and egg on his plate with one hand and frowned with the magazine in the other, "Justin, you know, my dad has no prejudice against other bloodlines like me, but Harris used to follow Grindelwald..."

Emily sat at the top of the Slytherin table, the plates in front of her were pushed far away, and there were some magazines on the table messily, she had no expression on her face at this time, and seemed to be very indifferent, but the little leather boots under the long table began to hit the ground impatiently again.

"Wizard's Weekly" was tossed aside by Emily, and she flipped through "Outwitting the Dark Arts", flipping the paper faster and faster, and just as Emily wanted to shake it off again, she was startled by a loud bang.

The entire Slytherin table was drawn to the sound, and Draco Malfoy slammed the magazine on the table, which was the Wizarding Weekly that Emily had just read.

"What nonsense! These bedbugs have made up nonsense in order to curry favor with their masters, and only a fool and stupid idiot would believe this kind of declining media!" Draco's pale cheeks did not flush, but only a faint flush, and his eyes were fixed on the few pure-blood wizards on the long table who were secretly talking about Alan, and after venting his anger at first, he deliberately dragged out a long sarcastic tone.

Draco stood up suddenly, the screeching sound of the slammed chair dragging across the floor, and he walked over to Emily, and Pansy gave up a spot to the little witch next to her.

"Harris's origins were reported by these unscrupulous media, and they made it clear that the Harris family had followed Grindelwald and fled to England after Grindelwald's reforms failed... It's as if these purebloods didn't know beforehand!" Draco sneered as he tapped the table with his fist-clenched knuckles, "It's clear that this magazine is implying that Alan has inherited Gellert Grindelwald's will, and that there is an ulterior motive in opening up these knowledge and skills through the Ravenclaw Temple... These deceptive baits have a great temptation for wizards from Muggle and mixed-race families, and wizards with superstitious thoughts. And once the power of the temple grows, Allen, like his predecessors, will try to break the "Secrecy Law" and launch reforms... It's all nonsense! How can education reform be linked to the secrecy law? Is it just because of birth?"

"They also tried to suggest that the Ravenclaw Temple was a hoax on our part of Harris, and that my brother had contributed all of our family's magic... They still think my brother is cheating..."Emily held her cheeks, and Draco's tone, which she didn't usually like, said patiently after listening to it patiently.

The report repeatedly referred to Gellert Grindelwald, suggesting that Professor Alan Harris, like the Dark Lord who made waves in Europe, was keen to initiate reforms and therefore could cause some turmoil. Draco saw Emily's appearance and the newspaper in her hand, and seemed to think that it shouldn't make Alan's sister even more worried, "But don't worry, Emily, we won't believe these rumors, none of the news about Potter and Dumbledore in these media reports last year is true..."

In order to comfort Emily, Draco began to use his gloating story about Dumbledore and Harry Potter being wronged as evidence.

Millicent who had just finished three plates of breakfast and started to apply lip balm on the side?? Birdside, whose fat chin was stretched forward menacingly at this time, retorted in a retort against the previous respect for Emily's side: "Professor Alan Harris really did something wrong this time, my dad said that they are so self-conscious... Belch... It will bring a lot of hidden dangers to the wizarding world. Draco, don't forget that you yourself are a British pureblood, we want to be united, why do you speak from the perspective of an outsider. ”

Draco's icy gaze seemed to gouge out Millicent's fat lips, and she habitually withdrew her chin under such gaze, not daring to continue arguing with them—Draco's recently learned lightning magic was well-known within Slytherin, and few dared to provoke him head-on.

At this time, Pansy took the "Singing Contradiction" handed over by Emily, and a passage from the magazine that had been opened caught in her eyes, Pansy read it aloud with understanding: "Recently, there have been rumors about Alan Harris, the professor of ancient magic at Hogwarts, trying to break the "Secrecy Law", in fact, on the contrary, maintaining the "Secrecy Law" is something that Alan Harris has been emphasizing and defending. Professor Harris, in the previous series of large-scale disappearances in foreign countries, has sent warning letters to the ministries of magic of many countries asking them to pay attention to domestic developments and earnestly uphold the "International Federation of Wizards Secrecy Law", it can be said that he is the most active one in the International Federation of Wizards. ”

Pansy finished reading this, and her eyes swept over the wizards who had noticed the movement here, and the handful of people who had whispered to believe the magazine before couldn't help but bow their heads under such gaze, they were forced by Pansy and Draco's long-term oppression not to squeak anymore, but only secretly glanced at each other.

Hermione walked into the Great Hall at this point, and she walked to the Gryffindor table at a much faster pace than usual, and Ginny waved at her, and Hermione walked over and sat down beside her, adding herself a few pieces of roasted tomatoes and cooked mushrooms with cheese sauce.

Ginny pulled her long, thick fiery red hair behind her ears and said to Hermione in surprise, "Have you read the report? The Harris family has been in almost every newspaper. ”

"Hermione, where were you last night? Hermione's roommate, Parvati Petyer, lowered her voice and leaned in.

Harry and Ron, who were gobbling up, stopped chewing their food, and Ginny looked at Hermione in surprise, Hermione, who was considered the most disciplined student in all of Gryffindor, had not returned all night last night - only Lavender Brown seemed a little gossip and happy.