John was really on fire.

When Daphne found him, he was sitting alone in the Society.

The lights weren't turned on, and the dim starlight fell over there.

If it weren't for the golden stars poured into the cup, I'm afraid no one would have noticed that there was someone here.

Daphne sat down next to John, and she could feel the surging emotions that John had poured himself in.

"Thank you, Daphne."

John drank the wine from his glass and couldn't help but sigh.

didn't need too many words, just quietly accompanied John, so that John calmed down.

Daphne looked at the emaciated face, and didn't know what to start with, and John began to become like this.

With distress in her eyes, she wished she could share the pressure for John.

She took her glass and gulped it as John looked at her in amazement.

And then......

John hugged the drunk and unconscious Daphne into deep thought, looking at Daphne's posture, he thought it was a thousand glasses of drunkenness.

Now it seems that I am thinking too much.

Walk back to the Slytherin Lounge.

Originally, he wanted to spend the night in the Star Society, but Daphne was there, so he had to go back.

In the Slytherin common room, Pansy, worried that her best friend would slip out and be caught by Filch, paced back and forth.

As the door to the lounge opened, she looked in surprise, "Daphne, where are you going, I'm worried about your ......"

The words were not finished.

Pansy stares blankly as Daphne is picked up by Princess John, and she regrets why she had to meddle with her own affairs.

Unfortunately, John had already seen her, and said happily, "Pansy, please take Daphne to the bedroom." ”

Handing Daphne over to a numb Pansy, John leaves relieved.

Pansy takes the man back to the dormitory and places him on the bed with difficulty.

Looking at her best friend, Pansy couldn't help but give herself a slap. m.

"I'm damned, why bother with it."

Don't think about it, if Daphne knew she had brought her back, she would have killed herself.

Thinking of this, Pansy was filled with despair.

...

A newspaper was spreading through the school at flying speed.

The newspaper had images of ten people.

The bold captions are shocking.

"Ten Azkaban prisoners escaped."

in the auditorium.

John put down the bread and opened the newspaper to read.

There was a major lapse in Azkaban, and ten Azkaban prisoners escaped.

And all of this is counted on the dementors who are guarding.

It is impossible to take ten people in Azkaban without knowing it, unless there is some collusion with the Dementors.

After John finished reading the newspaper, a strange color flashed under his eyes.

He had already learned of this from the Death Eaters he had captured in the American branch.

The Death Eater was Azkaban's original prisoner, and his appearance in America was completely unexpected.

Under the elixir, the other party revealed their secret escape from prison.

Voldemort wanted them to be a force of wonder soldiers, using Transfiguration to unite with the Dementors to create the illusion that ten of them were still in Azkaban.

It's a pity that the attack on the American branch is indeed a strange trick.

John was also caught off guard.

But on the contrary, their underestimation of the enemy exposed this plan in advance.

This news was given to Old Barty, which was equivalent to handing Old Barty a knife.

The Dementors secretly teamed up with Voldemort, thinking that one day they would be able to get more happiness for themselves.

The abacus was well played.

Secret cooperation, unless Voldemort has enough strength to stand on the bright side, will always be a secret.

Coupled with the fact that the Ministry of Magic also needs their racial peculiarities as Azkaban guards, if they don't break through, then no one will shake the status.

So many plans, all shattered after the old Barty got the news.

The reason why Barty Sr. didn't do it first was because he was waiting for something.

A substitute for Dementors.

As the owner of Johnny's Silverhand, John knew that it was now on Barty Sr.'s desk.

This means that a replacement for the Dementors has emerged.

So a Dementor who is not loyal to the Ministry of Magic still has to exist?

The answer is no.

The Daily Prophet is announcing to everyone that the Dementors' mistakes will cost them everything.

John felt a burning gaze next to him, turned his head to look, and saw a pretty face.

"Daphne?" John said puzzled.

Daphne shyly turned her head away, leaving John baffled.

He looked at Malfoy, his eyes asking what was going on.

Malfoy was also confused, when did Daphne, the eldest lady, become a daughter and be shy?

I said okay, I should be a drag brother, and you should be a drag sister?

How did you become a cute girl?

You're not a representative of cute girls.

Only Pansy knew how desperate she was at this moment.

After sending Daphne back yesterday, Daphne had a hazy look in her eyes, and grabbing her sleeve was a confession.

Pansy thought that Daphne probably wouldn't remember it when she woke up anyway, so she agreed to lull her to sleep.

However, when she woke up in the morning, Daphne looked refreshed.

There is an aura of love in every strand of hair.

At that point, Pansy knew she was finished.

Daphne stole another glance at John, turned to her best friend and whispered, "You said my hair was fine today, right?" ”

"No, no." Pansy has nothing to love.

If Daphne knew that the person who confessed yesterday was herself, would she be killed?

Daphne didn't notice Pansy's abnormality, she just felt her face heat up.

Thinking of the boldness that suddenly arose in the haze yesterday, she felt the fawn stumbling around.

She was so bold that she didn't know how to face John.

Astoria: "......"

She looked at her sister and watched John five times in three seconds, almost writing three words of the story on her face.

Asking her sister and best friend with an inquiring look, Pansy gave her a hollow and numb look.

Astoria: "Is she in love?" ”

Pansy: "Help me." ”

Two people who have no tacit understanding at all each receive different messages.

Astoria was overjoyed that her sister was finally brave.

...

Hagrid's first lesson in fifth grade begins on Tuesday.

The students were dressed for class, and they couldn't help but think back to what Hagrid had brought with them to class.

Occasionally, Hagrid would come up with something odd, something very interesting in his mouth.

In their opinion, those magical beasts are completely unrelated to cute and fun.

Especially when they saw Hagrid's appearance, some of the students were already going weak and wanted to run away.

To be able to beat Hagrid like this, what the hell is that?

Could it be that Hagrid kidnapped a giant to teach them lessons?

They would rather count the thorns on the Thorn Guy than spend time with the giants.

Just when everyone was scared, the three little ones were whispering.

Ron asked quietly, "What exactly does Hagrid use for class?" ”

"I don't know, Hagrid said he didn't find anything in the Forbidden Forest."

Hermione remembered Hagrid's frustrated expression, and though she couldn't bear it, she thought it would be better.

"Are you ready?"

Hagrid couldn't have been happier than he was.

Harry glanced at the pink-clad guy and nodded in response.

Umbridge took the notebook and seemed ready to tell Hagrid to fuck off.

Just when everyone thinks Hagrid is going to come up with some monsters, Hagrid brings a bunch of thorns and hedgehogs.

"Today we're going to learn how to tell the difference between a thorn and a hedgehog."

It was the only thing Hagrid could find as a lesson.

Sugo drove all the animals around him, and all that was left was these little ones.

Originally, he planned to use Thestrals for class, but Thestrals was also driven away by Sugo.

Hagrid was devastated.

The three little ones shook their fists in celebration.

Hagrid was fine.

Umbridge looked at the stingers with a look of contempt on her face.

Class performance was poor, and Umbridge barely gave Hagrid a grade.

The lesson seems to be all right.

As the class draws to a close.

Harry's eyes widened, but Hagrid screamed excitedly.

"Look, look!"

A young Thestrals was walking this way, and Hagrid was excited.

He also thought Thestrals had left the Forbidden Forest.

Harry noticed that Hagrid seemed to be able to see the strange horse as much as he did.

Hagrid's eyes lit up, and he finally didn't have to be bored in class, and he shouted excitedly, "Who can see it." ”

...

Some people died, but not completely......