Chapter 176: The Call of the Water City
The final dinner of the school year was as rich as ever.
The auditorium is covered in sky blue decoration, which represents Ravenclaw, which won the House Cup for four consecutive years.
There was not the slightest surprise and no objections. After all, from Hagrid's first lesson, the eaglets seized the opportunity to start scoring points.
They have always been at the top of the game.
Coupled with the bonus of the Quidditch Cup, even Hufflepuff, who finished second, did not pose the slightest threat.
Professor Flitwick smiled from ear to ear, holding a large wine glass, and urged the teacher to drink.
It seems that whoever doesn't get drunk tonight just doesn't give him face.
Hagrid was not happy, he patted his big belly, and the cup was not enjoyable, so he poured it into bucket after bucket.
Than drinking, he has never been afraid of anyone.
Especially beer, as long as he is not allowed to go to the toilet, he can drink all the professors alone!
And what about Professor Trelawney...... Her racial flair was on sherry. Nothing else is good.
Professor Snape grimaced, stuck out his long tongue, and curled a small mouthful of brandy.
He shook his greasy hair again and straightened his hairstyle.
The action is graceful and noble. The perfect heir to the Snake Temple!
Even when Slytherin was alive, he had to give a thumbs up and a wand to the image of the head of the Snake Academy, and praise: "Avada sued!" β
Snape clearly didn't care, he shook the potion in his hand, thinking about who to drink.
When I was going to prepare for the dinner, I gave Lupin a small surprise. Unexpectedly, he resigned directly and ran away.
It's been a colleague for a year, and I don't even say hello...... A wizard from Gryffindor is so unqualified!
Snape began to hack in his mind again, the habitual house.
He shook his glass, glanced at Professor Flitwick with a peachy face, and sighed softly.
He muttered quietly:
"Nine consecutive championships...... Nine consecutive championships ......"
If it weren't for Ravenclaw, Slytherin would have won nine in a row this year!
He said this sentence every year at dinner, and once he said it, he said it for four years. Professor McGonagall on the side, her ears were calloused.
Her face was not very good, and she pursed her lips tightly. Professor Snape mentions it once a year, isn't that disgusting?
Ravenclaw won four in a row, and Slytherin won five in a row...... Isn't it really a deliberate reminder to her that Gryffindor hasn't been crowned for nine years?!
Nine years without a crown is counted...... What made McGonagall unbearable was that Gryffindor made new history!
They are the only house that has made it to the top with a negative score!
And that's more than Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff combined.
If the road of future generations is blocked, how can you let others surpass it?
This left Dumbledore without a chance to operate in the shadows.
Unless he goes mad and gives Harry a thousand points. But there's no reason for it.
If you want to add it, it's for William and Hermione.
Disgrace!
Anyway, it's in the wine. Professor McGonagall drank a sad glass of wine.
If it's still like this next semester, she'll find a chance to kick Harry and Ron to Ravenclaw!!
Go ahead, take the two little ancestors to other academies to scourge.
Professor McGonagall wants to live a few more years, and it would be better to make Ravenclaw the fourth, and that would really be Merlin's blessing.
In this regard, she still trusts Harry and Ron.
However, when I think about the Quidditch World Cup in the summer, I am excited again.
Gambling is always the fastest way to make money, and she can continue to earn a wave of pensions.
"Hermione, I'm not gambling, I'm making ...... Pension! β
At the Gryffindor House table,
William, who somehow got lost here, spoke up to Professor McGonagall.
A few Gryffindor witches, who were trying to eavesdrop on their conversation, also looked sideways.
It's the first time they've heard of gambling so fresh and refined.
Worthy of the genius of Ravenclaw.
Love, love!
"No way!" Hermione raised her pointed chin and looked playful with a "believe me stupid" look, and said lightly:
"Don't try to gamble with Galleon, I'm not going to give you the keys to the vault.
Be careful, I tell Aunt Lyanna! β
She moved out of the Ultimate Backer.
"No, it's not ......," William hurriedly waved his hand.
He didn't want to be thrown by Lyanna in the lab and handed over to the graduate students for dissection.
"Think about it, Hermione." William whispered, "If you want to open a physical store in Hogsmeade during the summer vacation, do you need funds?"
Advertising at the World Cup, without money, is it possible? Look at Fudge's greed for money. β
Hermione shoved a piece of bun into her mouth, her cheeks bulging, her pear vortex propped up, and she snorted indistinctly:
"It's so fanciful that I won't let you go...... Bet on the ball! β
She closed her eyes and turned her head away.
William said with regret on his face: "It doesn't matter if you make money or not." I'm not interested in money.
The point is, I want to save the house-elves, I want to improve their treatment, and increase the wages of the witch's courier delivery.
However, I don't have enough Galleons...... I hate it!
But ......"
Hermione opened one eye and stole a glance at William.
"Now is a good opportunity to make money, a good time to reshuffle the wealth of society.
With the elves' gold, we can quickly improve the treatment of the elves. Don't want to improve their living environment? β
Hermione's eyes lit up, and she was slightly moved.
She hesitated for a moment, but still nervously leaned into William's ear, and asked worriedly:
"You won't pay for it, will you? We both saved that money, and I don't want to lose both......"
"No, there is a prophecy from Nicol...... He is a professional in betting. William couldn't help but laugh.
"Okay......" Hermione snorted arrogantly with her hands on her chest.
"Let me think again!"
"Of course." William put his arm on Hermione's shoulder, put his arm around her and gently put his arm around her, and said:
"Come, work for the prohibition of cruel abuse of our magical creatures and the improvement of their living conditions!"
The corners of Hermione's mouth curled, and she held up the butterbeer and gently touched a glass with him.
There is a beeping banging sound.
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Before you know it, everyone's wardrobe is empty, and everything is packed in the suitcase,
A notice was sent to each student, warning them not to use magic during the holidays.
The next day, everyone boarded the Hogwarts Express.
William, a group of them, occupied a large box.
In the meantime, Malfoy came back to Harry. He really didn't stop for three years in a row!
Perseverance is commendable!
Malfoy seemed pleased not to see Ron.
Harry and Ron had always been like Siamese babies, much to the displeasure of Malfoy.
It's me, it's me first... Obviously, I came first...... Whether it's getting to know Potter or an accidental kiss on the train.
Committed such a despicable act...... Never forgive Weasley!
Seeing that Ron was not there, Malfoy took the opportunity to ask Harry if he had a ticket for the World Cup.
If not, he can barely offer one for free.
It's a pity that when these words fell on Harry's ears, they had a bit of a yin and yang flavor.
The two were in the aisle, scuffling passionately.
For a moment, either Harry overpowered Malfoy, or Malfoy rode on top of Harry and lunged in phase.
Percy hurried to exercise his last right as president of the male student council.
"Wait...... Potter, I will not forget the insult that was given to me today! I will double it back in the future! β
Malfoy left such a cruel word and ran away.
"Let's all be careful, don't make a fuss like this." Percy said with a straight face.
"If you continue to mix like this, it will be difficult to enter the Ministry of Magic in the future. And out of school, no one is used to them.
For example, I will be joining the Cooperative Division this year and becoming a colleague with Mr. Crouch.
I've heard he's very harsh...... That's good, of course, and I think Professor Dumbledore is a little too indulgent......"
Percy hadn't said a few words, and when he saw Penelope appear in the hallway, he even ran away in a hurry. He's got a lot of debt.
After Percy left, the carriage fell silent again
"Are you going to watch the World Cup this summer?" Ginny asked.
Luna nodded. "Yes, my dad said to go early. He said that where a large number of wizards gathered, there must have been an army of Fudge's Heliopa. β
"What's that?" Anne said curiously.
Luna explained in all seriousness, "They're fire elves. β
Luna's bulging eyes widened, making her look more ...... than usual Odd.
"They're fiery behemoths that gallop across the earth and burn everything in front of themβ"
"Great, maybe at the Quidditch World Cup, there will be something like that." Anne laughed. "See you at the World Cup, my brother got the ticket.
We'd stay there for about a summer. β
"The Canadians were champions last year and I think they are at least in the last four." Autumn sketches on the schedule.
"Impossible...... Don't forget the spell of the champion...... They'll be thankful they made it out of the group stage this year......" Cedric retorted.
Qiu's eyebrows raised, "Do you want to gamble?" β
"Okay!" Cedric muttered. "I'm a 20-year old fan, you can't be mistaken."
The twins are checking their resumes. There are so many graduates who have applied to join the Akali Mystery Shop.
Of course, more of them are fishing in mixed waters to join in the fun.
"This student is only eight. LS certificate, just want to apply for the position...... Who did he think he was! β
George pulled out a resume and passed it directly.
"Wait......" Fred laughed, "George, can we get eight certificates if we add one more this year?" β
"Brother, I'll bet on one Galleon......" George grinned, "and if we can get six, Merlin will appear." β
"I suddenly don't want to go home......"
George and Fred sighed at the same time.
There's a terrible creature in the house...... It's even more powerful than the fire dragon.
Huddled in the corner, William and Hermione whispered to each other.
Hermione wasn't happy, though.
"I've already given the time turner back to Professor McGonagall in the morning."
She leaned on William's shoulder and sighed, "I should have said it earlier." β
"A time turner is also time, doesn't that mean that I have unknowingly gained another year?"
"Not so fast." William shook his head, "A few months older at most." β
"Not for a few months!" Hermione bit her lip, "Can you imagine?" I used it a few more times and suddenly I was several years older! β
"We're basically both working together." William spread his hands.
"But when I'm in class, it's useless!"
"Wouldn't it be nice to grow up quickly?" William looked Hermione up and down and asked rhetorically.
Hermione seemed to be talking to herself.
"Oh...... I like older ones...... Fleur seems to be a few years older, right? β
William grinned, eager to slap himself.
Just then, an owl flew over.
It dropped two invitations.
William looked at the envelope and saw that it was printed with the words "International Federation of Wizards".
"Ah, the invitation has finally arrived!" Hermione leaned on William's shoulder, excited. "Where did you say the summer joint convention?"
"I'll take a look at ......," William pulled out the letter, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he smiled:
"Water City!"
The train came to a slow stop and finally reached platform 9.
Everyone stood up. William reached out and grabbed a string of wind chimes under the eaves of the car, and gently hung it around Hermione's waist.
The breeze is blowing, tinkling.
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- Prisoner Roll of Azkaban, Final!