"What a wand!"

Blake extinguished the light on the tip of the holly wand and marveled at the power of the wand beyond his original wand. Starters, oh dear

"Take it!" Dumbledore laughed.

"Thank you!" Blake carefully put his wand in his pocket, each wand was like another life for a wizard, but unfortunately his original wand was gone.

Although Fudge released Sirius, he was not responsible for helping him find his wand.

"Professor, can he be trusted?" Blake asked suddenly.

"He's not an enemy, but he's not a friend either!" Dumbledore's eyes flashed.

"......" Blake looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

Dumbledore and Black sat in the Headmaster's office talking about something, but Harry was tormented, and Professor Snape didn't know what was wrong today, his face was terrifying, and everyone was silent.

The most important thing is that Professor Snape is almost terrifying when he faces him, and although Harry doesn't know what hell is like, he feels like he's in hell right now.

"Class!" Snape said slowly.

"Whew......" Harry touched his heart and felt that he was still alive, and Ron poked him, motioning for him to leave.

Harry hurriedly picked up his book and was about to leave the basement when Snape suddenly stopped him.

"Professor?" Harry looked at Snape in front of him and swallowed, for fear that Snape would eat him in the next second.

"During the lunch break, you go to the Headmaster's office, Dumbledore has something to look for you." Snape said coldly.

"Huh?" Harry looked surprised, and when he saw Snape's gloomy gaze, he didn't dare to say more, so he hurriedly said goodbye and escaped from the hellish basement.

"Are you alright?" Ron stood in the doorway waiting for Harry, thinking that Harry was going to be reprimanded.

"Nothing. Headmaster Dumbledore seems to have something looking for me. Harry shook his head.

"The next lesson is Defence Against the Dark Arts!" Ron said loudly when he saw that Harry was not in high spirits.

Defence Against the Dark Arts is very popular with the students, and the lessons taught by the wooden clone have benefited them a lot, so the students like their professor Madara, of course, they don't know that Madara is just a clone now.

Harry was thinking about what Dumbledore was looking for him, when he heard Ron's words, his face suddenly changed, and he thought of what was written in the morning newspaper, and his heart was complicated.

Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.

The wooden doppelganger sat behind the lectern. Looking down at a heavy magic book, there was only one student in the classroom, Hermione, sitting in the front row. also looked down at the book, but his eyes looked at the wooden clone from time to time.

The wooden clone suddenly put down the book and looked up at Hermione, who hurriedly lowered her head. The wooden clone stepped down from the podium and walked slowly to Hermione, Hermione's head pressed to the book.

"Miss Granger. You've looked at me eleven times in a minute. May I ask why? The wooden clone leaned down and whispered into Hermione's ear.

"Nope. It's nothing! Hermione's little face was flushed, and the tips of her ears were hot.

She was both curious and scared about Madara. She was very interested in Madara because Madara had killed Peter. Hermione's fear of Madara was even greater, but she couldn't hide her curiosity, and she had been in a lot of noise at school lately about Madara's killing of Peter, and she had ordered the newspaper to check out some news.

Rita Skeeter's nonsense article in the morning, she couldn't help but be angry, Peter's matter was known to the whole school, Hermione thought that if Peter lived, he should stay in prison forever, but Madara had already killed him, Hermione could only sigh that the bad guys didn't end well, the Daily Prophet was complete nonsense, and even regarded Madara as the future Dark Lord.

"Really?" A wicked smile appeared at the corner of the wooden clone's mouth, as if she thought of something funny, and pressed her face closer, Hermione's whole body was hot, and the top of her head was about to get hot, she wanted to stand up, only to find that she was too nervous just now, and her calf was numb.

Bang!

The wooden door of the classroom was pushed open, and a group of young wizards walked in, talking and laughing.

"Professor Snape is horrible......"

"I'm a little afraid to go to Potions class anymore!"

"yes!"

Suddenly, they froze, staring at the wood clone and Hermione with a blank expression. Draco, who was standing in the crowd, had a smile on his lips, as if he had noticed something unusual.

Drake was very afraid of Madara, and at the same time extremely eager for Madara to leave Hogwarts, if it weren't for the Minister of Magic, Fudge, who didn't know what kind of medicine he had taken, and helped Madara speak, Dumbledore alone would not have been able to stop the Hogwarts school directors from expelling Madara.

However, Fudge's abilities are limited after all, and his father has secretly united with many Ministry of Magic officials, and the latest news is also their fault.

"Huh?" The wooden clone stood up, glanced at the little wizards, and walked towards the podium as if there was no one else.

Hermione turned her head stiffly, and when she saw everyone's strange gazes, she couldn't feel the numbness in her legs anymore, because her body was already numb.

"Let's go, what's wrong?" Ron and Harry arrived at the classroom and were surprised to see everyone in the doorway, and squeezed in.

"How long do you want to stand?" The wooden clone stood on the podium and said flatly.

Many students hurried to their seats, but no one dared to sit next to Hermione, she lay on the table, her head buried in her arms, she could already imagine that tomorrow there would be all kinds of bad things going on in the whole school.

Harry and Ron were confused, and Ron glanced at Neville in front of him and whispered, "Hey! What happened just now? Why are you all standing at the door? ”

"Professor Madara and Hermione......" Neville opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"What's wrong with them?" Ron was more curious, and Hermione often asked the teachers for questions, so she didn't have to come early.

Neville didn't speak, and to Ron's annoyance, he had to poke Neville's tablemate Seamus and whispered, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"I just saw them sticking together, and the relationship is very ......**!" Seamus whispered.

"......" Ron opened his mouth wide, and Harry, who was eavesdropping on the side, also looked in shock, raised his head to look at the wooden clone, and then looked at Hermione, who was still lying on the table, thinking of Hermione's anxiety about waiting for the newspaper in the morning, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

Misunderstanding this kind of thing, once it appears. It's hard to wash.

The wooden clone stood on the podium and gave a lecture calmly, but many people below had no intention of listening, obviously for this group of precocious little wizards, there were some things that attracted them more than knowledge.

"You're kidding!" Ron came back to his senses, a look of disbelief.

Although Hermione has good facial features, her unkempt hair and a pair of large rabbit-like teeth are not pretty at all, and Professor Madara has been rated as the most handsome teacher at Hogwarts, and it is said that many senior girls have developed a crush on Madara. There are not a few beautiful women.

The most important thing is that Hermione is only twelve years old now, no matter how you look at it, the two of them can't beat each other.

"I'm done with this lesson, and I'm going to say one last thing. I hope you can forget about what you just did! The wooden clone calmly glanced at the students below, and everywhere he passed, everyone lowered their heads, but it was okay that Madara didn't speak, and even Ron believed Seamus's words when he spoke.

A smirk tugged at the corner of Draco's mouth. Put away the books on the table. Leave the classroom.

Hermione stole her head and glanced at the wooden clone. Finding that he was looking at himself, he hurriedly lowered his head again.

Students poured out of the classroom in droves. From time to time, they sneaked a glance at Madara and Hermione, and soon Hermione and Madara were left in the classroom.

Hermione lifted her head as footsteps vanished. silently put away the books on the table, stood up and didn't talk to the wooden clone.

"I'm sorry about what just happened! If you don't like it, you might as well stay for a meal! A smile appeared on the corner of the wooden clone's mouth, he just wanted to make some trouble for the body, who let the body let him teach here, and he ran to fight by himself, and when the body came back, it must be very interesting.

Hermione paused and hurried out of the classroom.

In the hall of Hogwarts, everyone was eating lunch, and when Hermione came to the hall, the lively hall was silent for a moment, and all eyes were looking at her, and their eyes were very strange, the boys were curious, and the girls were disdainful, some were jealous, and some regretted.

The students who came in from time to time stared at him as well, Hermione walked over to her desk, picked up the bread on her plate, glanced at Ron, and saw that he was also looking at her in surprise, Hermione turned and left the hall.

"Is that her?"

"yes!"

"You really see it clearly!"

"I saw it with my own eyes, and they were about to kiss it."

As soon as Hermione left, the hall resounded with a jumble of words, half of the hundreds of students were discussing the matter of the wooden clone and Hermione, and the other half were eavesdropping.

"I didn't think Professor Madara would be interested in a little girl!"

"Alas!"

Several senior girls shook their heads and sighed, they still wanted to wait for graduation and chase Professor Madara.

Harry didn't go to lunch, he hurried to the headmaster's office on the eighth floor, said the order, and walked through the door with trepidation.

This was Harry's first time in the Headmaster's room, he was fascinated by everything, and when he saw Dumbledore sitting behind his chair, he withdrew his curious gaze and said respectfully, "Professor, are you looking for me?" ”

"Let's talk! I'll go out first. Dumbledore smiled and stood up and left the Headmaster's office.

Harry looked surprised, and turned his gaze to Blake, and found that the unknown man was looking at him excitedly, as if he were his son he hadn't seen in years.

"Harry! You're like Jaime and Lily! Blake stepped forward to hug Harry.

Harry was so frightened that he hurriedly backed away, not knowing what the man was going to do.

"Sorry! Scares you! I'm so excited. Realizing that something was wrong with him, Blake sat back in his chair and began to introduce himself.

Harry finally understood that this man was Sirius, and his godfather.

The two sat in the Headmaster's office to catch up, and Dumbledore went to Madara's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" The wooden clone took a bite of the steak and said without raising his head.

"My principal's office has been borrowed for the time being, and I don't know if I can eat some here." Dumbledore walked into the room, smiling.

"Sit down!" The wooden clone glanced at Dumbledore, understanding that he saw a decrease in his strength, and ran over to test himself.

"Nice brioche bread." Dumbledore picked up a loaf of bread and ate it with relish.

"Humph!" The wooden clone took a sip of his coffee and watched with interest as Dumbledore pretended to be stunned. (To be continued.) (。 ))