Chapter Forty-Three: Hagrid the Big Mouth
With the support of Lucius Malfoy and Dracula's approval, the Hogwarts Board was completely different.
The Board of Trustees has been temporarily changed from 12 to 7 members, and the remaining five positions will be added at any time.
As the holder of the title deed of Hogwarts, Dracula serves as the chairman of the new school board, has the right to veto the resolutions of the board of directors, the supreme guidance, and has the right to appoint and remove members of the school board.
There is no longer any more complicated struggle for power in the school board.
With the exception of Yaxley and the other four members of the board of directors from the pure-blood family, Lucius, as a top wallhead, immediately joined Dracula's team. The wealthy Malfoy family single-handedly contracted half of the funds for Hogwarts' operations, perfectly filling the funding gap after the expulsion of the five school trustees.
The other six members of the school board who didn't think about doing anything to Dracula were all serious people, and they were all noble wizards who were truly dedicated to the development of Hogwarts-
Among them, such as Geselda Marchbon of the Wizarding Examinations Authority, and Armando Duppet, the former headmaster of Hogwarts, are among the most famous figures in the world of education.
Dracula, of course, didn't have any thoughts about these old antique-level figures in the wizarding world, waved his hand casually, approved the final result, and then jumped out of the window of the school board room......
Lady Machisban, who was close to two hundred years old, looked at Dracula who jumped from the window in amazement, and couldn't help but look at Dumbledore, and sighed:
"Albus, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor Hogwarts recruited this time is really an amazing character!"
"Who's to say it isn't?"
Dumbledore shrugged helplessly, sighing in his heart, Professor Dracula's habit of not following the usual path may be difficult to change......
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In the expectant eyes of the young wizards who stayed at the school, time unconsciously came to the night before Christmas.
The Hogwarts Great Hall is beautifully decorated by the professors.
The walls are covered with weeping ribbons of holly and mistletoe, and twelve towering Christmas trees stand in all directions, some with shiny Xiaoice pillars, others with hundreds of candles.
"Hey, Hagrid, can you help me hang this bag of presents on the tree?" The short Professor Flitwick stood on tiptoe and reached out to pat Hagrid's belly.
The hunky Hagrid bent down considerately, took the bags of surprise gifts for the young wizards from Professor Flitwick that needed to be placed on the tree, and hung them on the top of the tree with ease.
"Oh, thank you, Hagrid!" Professor Flitwick tilted his head and said happily to Hagrid.
"Hagrid, good evening!" Two young wizards with red scarves trotted into the Great Hall, and the first thing they saw was Hagrid.
Then, one of the young wizards with round-rimmed glasses observed that there was another short wizard next to Hagrid's knees, who was spewing strings of golden bubbles with his wand and hanging them from the branches of the Christmas tree beside him.
"Oh, Professor Flitwick, so you're here too!" He hurriedly said to the short wizard again.
"Good evening, Harry, and Ron!" Professor Flitwick did not show the slightest hint of annoyance at being ignored, but greeted the two young wizards warmly.
Hagrid stopped his movements and waved his palms at Harry and Ron.
"Professor, are you decorating the auditorium?" Ron looked at the strings of golden bubbles coming out of the tip of Professor Flitwick's wand with envy, and it was so cool.
"That's right, after all, it's Christmas tomorrow, and we're going to set up the decorations in the auditorium." Professor Flitwick said. "Hogwarts must make sure that young wizards who can't go home can have the same warmth and happiness as at home!"
Harry blew his nose in emotion, feeling more recognized for the Hogwarts family.
"Ron, shall we continue to the library in a moment?" He tossed the used tissues into the trash, turned his head and led Ron towards the door of the auditorium.
"Don't do that, Harry, we can't find out if Hermione isn't there!" Ron's face crumpled as he said to Harry in a depressed voice.
"Library?" Hagrid said as he followed them out of the auditorium, ready to move some more Christmas decorations, "Tomorrow is Christmas, and you still have to read?" It's too hard, isn't it? β
"Oh, we're not reviewing our homework." Harry happily said to him, "Ever since you mentioned Nicol Lemay, we've been trying to figure out who he is. β
"What?" Hagrid looked horrified, "Listen to me, I told you...... Let's stop it! That big dog guards something that really has nothing to do with you! β
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In fact, ever since Harry had been plotted in his first Quidditch match, Harry, along with Ron and Hermione, had been wondering who was having trouble him.
Hermione's first suspicion was that Snape was casting a spell on Harry, but she didn't expect Snape to be chanting the counter-spell of the evil spell, and the magic flame he used on Snape interrupted the casting of the spell, almost causing serious damage to Harry.
Even though Snape hadn't cast a spell on Harry, or even tried to help him, Harry was too impressed by the unpleasant professor's behavior towards Gryffindor.
Therefore, Snape's act of saving people only improved Harry's perception of him a little, and could not reverse the long-standing negative image.
What's more, after the Halloween dinner, Harry stumbled upon a bite wound on Snape's leg - it must have been caused by the three-headed dog in the exclusion zone on the fourth floor.
So after the Quidditch match a little over a month ago, the three Harrys, who couldn't figure it out, went to Hagrid's hut in the hope that someone could help them analyze the situation.
Hagrid didn't know how the three Harry knew about the three-headed dog, and he didn't want them to know about Dumbledore's top secret, so he warned them solemnly:
"Listen! All three of you listen to meβyou're meddling in something that has nothing to do with you. It's dangerous. Forget the big dog, forget what it's guarding for, it's a ...... between Professor Dumbledore and Nicolamay"
"Aha!" Harry's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "There's a guy named Nicol Lemay involved, doesn't it?" β
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This is also the conversation between Harry and Hagrid about Nicol Lemay on Christmas Eve.
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