Chapter Ninety-Five: Farewell
Three months later, Hogwarts is still calm, with heavy snow outside and a thick layer of ice on the lake. Autumn is gone, and winter has arrived.
The beautiful enchanted castle is dressed in white, and everything is a fairytale kingdom in dreams.
A lot has happened in the past three months, although Madara has been teaching at Hogwarts, but there are different changes outside, dozens of wooden clones are very busy, footprints all over the West, but they have fun in it, collect countless things, and get back all kinds of weapons and equipment from the wooden clones in the United States, including strategic-grade nuclear missiles that Madara needs.
At first, Madara only keeps some hands on it, but Future World discovers his hat-trick and puts some of his plans on the agenda, and although he loses the secret item roulette machine, he gets a vending machine, which means he can get a lot of coveted secret items.
Seon lost his horse, but he didn't know if it was a blessing.
Now he wants to build a nuclear bomb with a yield of 100 million tons, although the United States has this capability, but the cycle is too long, he is not ready to continue to stay in this world, and the next world will still have this capability.
Madara is not a shallow pit in the United States, he always has to change places, and now he can travel through as many parallel worlds as he wants, and he doesn't even need to use the magic dictionary to fuse the world.
Although the Dictionary of Magic is strong, he has discovered a new weakness, after the two worlds merge, the timeline is overlapping, for example, he is going to the thirties, but now it is in the nineties.
Now he can buy secret items at will, and there are several things that require real-name system, including a time machine. This is not a problem for the spot, though.
Originally, money was his biggest problem, and he ended up winning nearly 100,000 cosmic coins with the secret prop roulette machine, but compared to what he wanted to buy. It's still a drop in the bucket.
Just when Madara thinks he's going to be trapped by money like in his previous life, he discovers something very interesting.
Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom at Hogwarts.
Although it was snowing heavily, it was warm as spring inside.
The students took off their thick scarves, and it was a paradise compared to Professor Snape's frozen underground classroom.
More than a dozen fireplaces were erected on either side, and the flames in the stoves radiated a blazing temperature. This kind of treatment is not available in any classroom. The students enjoyed Madara's classes even more, and they felt that there was no better professor than Madara.
Madara stood on the podium and calmly narrated the lesson. Hermione was a little distracted today, and she didn't listen to the lecture as seriously as she used to. She held her chin and stared quietly at the spot on the podium.
Tomorrow is Christmas, which means that the first half of the semester is over and the students will have a holiday. Professor McGonagall since last week. Students who are enrolled in the school. Most people choose to go home.
However, there are a few exceptions, Harry naturally will not go back, he wants to stay at Hogwarts for the rest of his life, he used to want to escape from his aunt's house, now he doesn't need to escape, he can stay in a favorite place in his life, why not.
Ron didn't go back either, staying with Harry. The twins claimed to be taking care of their little brother, as well as Quidditch's training. Also stay at school for the winter holidays. But the real reason is probably that after the school holidays, no one cares about them, and the two can play as they want.
For this reason, Patsy was also helpless and could only go back alone.
"Miss Granger, what do you need to do with a troll?" Madara glanced at Hermione and asked suddenly.
Hermione looked at Madara in a daze as if she hadn't heard, since Madara and Cat Fairy had given her a birthday, Hermione had become good friends with Cat Fairy.
With the passage of time, she is no longer afraid of Madara, on the contrary, she still has a little inexplicable feeling in her heart. Three months have passed, but the gossip about Madara and Hermione has not gone away.
It's just that at this point, everyone is used to it, and they don't think of it as a joke anymore, and whenever Hermione and Madara talk and laugh, they won't be surprised.
"Miss Granger!" Madara raises the sound.
Swish!
Everyone's eyes were on Hermione, and there was a look of surprise in their eyes.
"Ahh Hermione came back to her senses, blushed, and hurriedly got up to apologize: "I'm sorry Professor!" I didn't hear your question. ”
"It's okay! That's the end of today's lesson, and I have something to say to you in the last few minutes! Madara said calmly.
The little wizards below looked at Madara in amazement. Hermione sat down in her seat, her blush still not subsiding, but she waited intently for Madara to speak.
"Tomorrow is Christmas! I'm here to wish you all a happy holiday season in advance, and it's been a pleasure to spend this semester with you! Madara paused as he spoke, glanced at the little wizards with different looks, and finally stopped his gaze on Hermione, and continued: "We had some misunderstandings in the middle, and everyone thinks that I have a relationship with Hermione!" ”
Dozens of young wizards opened their mouths wide and focused their eyes on Hermione.
"Madara...... Professor! Hermione's face was even redder, her body was hot, and the top of her head was steaming, and she stared blankly at Spota for not understanding what he was trying to do.
"Hermione and I are very good friends, it's the first time I've seen a smart little girl like Hermione, and who wouldn't love it!" Madara said slowly.
Hermione buried her head in her arms, not daring to see anyone at all, and the tips of her exposed ears turned completely red.
The students were all dumbfounded, Ron looked at Madara blankly, what is this, is Professor Madara going to confess to Hermione.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Drake's mouth, hugging his shoulders, and glancing at Madara and Hermione, his father had told him not to provoke Madara Uchiha, and although he didn't know what was going on, he didn't want to kick Madara out of Hogwarts anymore because he had given up.
"Now I'm going to say that I'm not going to be your Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher next semester because I'm leaving Hogwarts and you'll never see me again, so please be kind to Hermione, she's just friends with me and nothing else!" Madara said, glancing at a stunned Draco.
The classroom was silent, and the students stared at Madara in amazement. Hermione had already raised her head, looking at Madara in disbelief.
"Professor Madara......"
Harry was tempted to ask if Madara was joking with them, even though there was a rumor about Madara and Hermione, Professor Madara was still someone he respected, especially since his godfather had come to Hogwarts again not long ago to get him to listen to Madara's lessons.
It can be said that at Hogwarts, Harry's favorite class is the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, not for anything else, just because this class is the teacher is Madara Uchiha. (To be continued......)
ps: Thank you for the tips of 'Sister Aitao' and 'Sanke Buttons'!
Sorry! I'm going to end this volume today.