"Lombard, you are also mentioned in Professor Lupin's letter, he says...... He said you killed three Dementors. ”

Professor McGonagall's expression was very serious, and Clark and the others couldn't guess what she meant for a while, and no one dared to say anything more.

There was silence in the room for a few moments, but Neville nodded slightly.

"Why......" Professor McGonagall sighed, and the atmosphere in the room became even more oppressive.

Hermione was still a girl after all, so she couldn't hold her breath at first, and asked nervously, "Professor, is there anything wrong with this?" ”

"Those Dementors are employees of the Ministry of Magic, and although they can't be compared to serious wizards, Neville's killing them is still equivalent to disobeying the orders of the Ministry of Magic and losing their face."

Clarke spoke suddenly, disrupting Professor McGonagall's rhythm, her brow furrowed, "That's right, it's troublesome, the Ministry of Magic needs an explanation." ”

"Then let them come to me," Neville offered to come forward, "or I'll go to the Ministry of Magic to be judged by them......

Before he could finish his sentence, Clarke's hand rested on his shoulder, interrupting him.

"What do you think of the reason why the Dementors suddenly went berserk and attacked the students while patrolling the train, but fortunately Neville was able to save the students on the train?" Clark said unhurriedly.

"Mr. Prewitt, do you think those officials at the Ministry of Magic will believe this kind of nonsense?"

Professor McGonagall was almost annoyed by his quibbles, and at the same time her heart became more and more determined that she really needed to teach these children a lesson, and that she could not have thought that such a big thing had happened in her third year.

However, before she could continue to scare them, Clark spoke, "Of course they will believe it, because we have the proof!" ”

"What evidence!" Professor McGonagall asked subconsciously before reacting.

It didn't matter what the hell the evidence was, she wanted to "educate" the children so that they wouldn't make any more trouble.

You know, they broke through the level in the first year to get the Philosopher's Stone, and in the second year, they found the secret room and fought the basilisk.

Although these actions have given Gryffindor points and honors, as a teacher, she still wants her students to be able to study in school in peace.

Unfortunately, things didn't seem to go the way she expected.

"Colin happened to be there when the Dementors attacked, and he took pictures of the monsters going berserk.

I think that if this evidence were published in the Daily Prophet tomorrow, along with some letters from young wizards to their parents, the doors of the Ministry of Magic would be squeezed down by the angry parents. ”

Clark's voice was unhurried, and the wisdom bead was in his hands, as if everything was expected by him.

Professor McGonagall almost didn't catch a breath in her chest, but Clark hadn't stopped talking.

"Besides, Headmaster Dumbledore probably doesn't like to see those monsters around the school, does he?

You see, he didn't show up today, but he personally talked to Harry and Ron about the speeding car last year, so I think he might be using this to attack Minister Fudge of the Ministry of Magic right now? ”

Professor McGonagall was completely speechless, and she finally knew why Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh when she talked to him about it.

It turned out that he had already known that the little guy in front of him was as slippery as a loach.

Clark didn't push her any further, and Professor McGonagall could only wave her hand to signal that the matter was over.

"Well, the school has an obligation to protect each of you, even if you're on your way to school, so we're not going to hand you over.

Well, that's the end of it, Mr. Longbottom, you can go to the dinner.

Remember to close the door, I still have something to talk to the two of them. ”

Neville glanced at Clark and Hermione, bowed to Professor McGonagall, and exited the room.

"What a change this kid has made!"

Looking at his back, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but sigh, and then took out two slender gold chains and placed them on the desk in front of him.

Clark recognized it at a glance, it was a time turner!

This thing is also a major feature of the Harry Potter world, and in order to use this tool, you only need to be a good model student, and in the third grade, you will have a chance to apply to the school.

And Clark and Hermione, both of them have met the requirements.

On the slender gold chain, there is a small glittering hourglass, and inside the hourglass, there are small grains of golden transparent sand.

It was not the thickness of a thumb, but from a distance, the hourglass seemed to contain an entire desert, just like what they had seen in Egypt, which looked exquisite and atmospheric.

"Mr. Prewitt, Ms. Granger, this is the time turner for the school to apply for the two of you.

In view of your previous excellent performance and excellent academic performance, I wrote many letters to the Ministry of Magic this holiday to prove that you are indeed exemplary students, and they agreed to send two of them. ”

Professor McGonagall looked at Clark sternly and kindly, and honestly, if not for the constant trouble, this student was intelligent, studious, humble, united, and almost perfect, and there was no teacher who did not like him.

"Of course, before you can get this, you must also sign a pledge and swear that you will never use it for anything other than studying."

Professor McGonagall said solemnly, "You'll need to keep a journal to keep track of what happens after each use of the time turner, and I'll do spot checks at all times. ”

"If I find out you're using the time turner indiscriminately, then I'm sorry I'll take it back."

The two of them signed the guarantee almost without hesitation, and Hermione was so excited that her hand trembling when she signed it.

Professor McGonagall handed them two small hourglasses and instructed, "The method is simple, just turn the hourglass, and with each turn, time will be reclocked by an hour. ”

"However, I would like to solemnly remind you that the use of a time turner is an extremely dangerous thing, and you must be careful not to set back time by more than five hours."

Professor McGonagall's face was grim, "Numerous trials have proven that anyone who tries to turn back time for more than five hours has suffered severe damage, most of which cannot be reversed. ”

"I see, Professor McGonagall." Both Clark and Hermione nodded cautiously.

"The 'Sands of Time' in this time-turner can be used ten times, which is fifty hours, and once the 'Sands of Time' is used up, you will need to go to the Ministry of Magic to replenish it.

Based on the consumption rate of your 'Sands of Time', as well as the class schedule and usage logs, you will know if you have violated the rules, so don't try to play tricks! ”

As Professor McGonagall said the last sentence, she looked directly at Clarke, almost by name.

"Of course, you have to keep the time turner secret from anyone, and be careful not to appear in front of your previous self when using it, because there is no shortage of people who have killed their future or past selves."

After Professor McGonagall had explained all the precautions related to the time-turner, Clark took the object, put it around his neck, and carefully concealed it in his robes.

Together, they walked out of the office, down the marble staircase, and back to the auditorium.

But when they got back to the Great Hall, they saw Professor Flitwick, a small, gray-haired wizard walking out of the Great Hall with an antique hat and a three-legged stool.

"Alright," Hermione whispered, "it looks like the sorting ceremony is over. ”

Professor McGonagall strode towards her empty seat at the faculty table, while Clarke and Hermione turned to the other side, tiptoeing as far as they could towards the Gryffindor table.

Luckily, Neville had a seat for them, and they sat next to him.

No sooner had the two of them sat down than Headmaster Dumbledore stood up.

"Welcome!"

After a rather enthusiastic opening remark, the old man began to focus on the things related to the Dementors, which was what the young wizards present were most concerned about.

"This year, our school welcomed several Dementors from Azkaban, who were tasked by the Ministry of Magic to carry out official duties.

You're all already aware of this, as they conducted a search on the Hogwarts Express. ”

He paused, and Clark could see that the old headmaster's face was bad, and it seemed that he was not very happy about sending Dementors to guard the school.

"They are stationed at every entrance to the school," Dumbledore continued, "so I must make it clear that no one is allowed to leave the school while they are there." ”

"No tricks, tricks, tricks, or disguises can fool the Dementors—not even the Cloak of Invisibility." He added faintly.

"Dementors don't understand what justification and pleas for mercy are, so I remind all of you not to let them have any reason to hurt you.

I hope that the prefects of the various houses, as well as our newly elected presidents of the male and female student councils, will make sure that no student is allowed to clash with the Dementors. ”

Percy was a few seats away from Clarke, and he puffed out his chest at Dumbledore's words, looking around with great vigour.

Dumbledore looked around the Great Hall with a very serious expression, and under his blue pupils, no one moved or made a sound.

"Okay, let's change the subject to a little more cheerful," he continued, "and I'm excited to welcome three new teachers to join us this semester." ”

Three new teachers?!

The students below were talking.

"First of all, it's Professor Lupin, who readily agrees to fill the void in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class."

The ragged Professor Lupin only received a little applause, after all, they were all children, and they were used to judging people by their appearance.

Fortunately, Lupin didn't seem to care much, or he was used to it.

"As for our second new teacher......"

Dumbledore waited for the applause to subside before continuing, "I'm sorry to tell you that the original Magical Beasts Conservation teacher, Professor Kettleburn, retired at the end of last semester, and it was Rubeus Hagrid who took his place. ”

Harry and Ron looked at each other in surprise.

Then they applauded with everyone, this time the applause was much warmer than before, especially at the Gryffindor table.

Clark saw Hagrid's face flushed, his eyes looking down at his large hands, and a big smile hidden behind his unkempt black beard.

"We should have known!" Ron pounded the table and yelled, "Who else would have us prepare a book that likes to bite?" ”

Clarke and the others were the last to stop clapping, at which point Professor Dumbledore began to speak again, and they saw Hagrid wiping his eyes with a tablecloth.

"Finally, I'm honored to inform you that your senior, Charlie Weasley, who studied at Gryffindor House, will be the teacher of the school's newest course, Dragon Research and Breeding."

Wow!!!

The whole Great Hall was boiling, and the young wizards jumped for joy, slapping the table, excited by what Dumbledore's words had revealed.

The new course is called "Dragon Research and Breeding", which means that Hogwarts' dragon farm is finally ready for use, and they can get up close and personal with the big guys.

Charlie Weasley stood up, his face flushed, and many of the students greeted him with the warmest welcome.

"Alright, alright," Headmaster Dumbledore had to press his hands down, motioning for them to be quiet.

"Of course, this course is now only available to students from the sixth grade onwards. The general wizard level exam, and the protection of magical creatures are open to students with O (excellent) grades. ”

"Oh, no......"

"Well, that's all for the important things." Dumbledore barely waited for the students to object, and immediately said, "Let's have a feast!" ”

The golden plates and goblets in front of them suddenly appeared full of food and drink, and everyone's appetite was satisfied.

Clark and Neville took a copy of everything they could get their hands on and began to feast.

As for Hermione, she said she was going to stay in shape and only ate a little bit.

It was truly a delicious feast, with the laughter of children echoing in the auditorium, and the sound of knives and forks colliding seemed to be the most beautiful notes.

Finally, the last few pieces of pumpkin pie on the golden plate were gone, and Dumbledore stood up and announced that everyone could go to bed.

Harry and Ron finally had a chance to say hello to Hagrid, and Clark walked over to the faculty table.

"Congratulations, Charlie! What does it feel like to be a teacher? ”

"Awesome!" Charlie said happily.

After saying goodbye like this, Clark and the others followed their well-fed classmates up the marble staircase.

After a day of running, they were already very tired, and they could only drag themselves through one corridor after another, climbing one staircase after another.

Finally, at the hidden entrance to the Gryffindor Tower, a fat lady in a pink dress asked them, "Password?" ”

"Come here, come here!" Percy shouted at the back of the crowd, "The new password is Ji Xing Gaozhao!" ”

They fished through the portrait hole, into the familiar common room, and then climbed different stairs and threw themselves onto the warm and comfortable four-poster bed.

"Good night, Clark!"

"Good night, Harry!"

"Good Night ......"

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