"Let's talk about something else, Dumbledore says you're good at Defence Against the Dark Arts."

Xu felt the atmosphere suddenly become dull, and Slughorn brought up another matter.

"I've looked at your results card and I'm very impressed with that fact," he said. ”

"To be honest, Hogwarts education has always been a problem when it comes to Defence Against the Dark Arts."

As he spoke, Slughorn lowered his voice, "You know, for some reason, those smart wizards are reluctant to come to this position. ”

As the new Headmaster of Hogwarts, Slughorn had a headache about it.

He had no good candidates, although his former protégé, Severus Snape, had recommended himself to him.

Harry thought for a moment and said, "In my third year, Professor Remus Lupin was the best Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. ”

"Ah, yes, Remus, I know that," said Slughorn, "he was not like his three buddies when he was in school, he was a prefect at the time, and Sirius, who was also a very clever Blake, though mischievous. ”

There is an impression of Lupin, Slughorn.

When he mentioned Lupin, he couldn't help but think of that small group.

Those who are excellent students are often more able to win his favor.

"I remember Sirius Black leaving Azkaban, and it was a miscalculation." Slughorn thought thoughtfully.

"Horace, can you give me this sweater knitting magazine?" Dumbledore finally came out of that long journey to the toilet.

He questioned Slughorn with a magazine in his hand as if he had just come out.

"Take it," Slughorn asked in surprise, "are you going now?" ”

"Yes, I think you have more important things to do right now." Dumbledore said kindly, "There's a lot to be done in the Headmaster's position, isn't it?" ”

"You may not know that there are some things about Hogwarts that are easily coveted by outsiders." Dumbledore picked up his glass and drank the wine inside.

He called Harry, much to Slughorn's surprise.

When the two of them walked out the door, Slughorn chased him out and said loudly with determination, "Dumbledore, retirement may not be so suitable for you. ”

Dumbledore turned his head in surprise, and Slughorn struggled, "I think Hogwarts should strengthen its defenses, and it would be best if you could help." ”

"I'd love to." Dumbledore bowed slightly.

He chuckled as the garden door closed automatically behind them.

"Well done, Harry." Dumbledore said.

"I didn't do anything." Harry said in surprise.

"You did, let Horace choose the right man," Dumbledore said, "this old friend of mine, he's a cautious character, and he wouldn't have been willing to be Headmaster if it weren't for the fall of the Death Eaters." ”

Harry saw wisdom in his eyes.

"Horace loves material comforts and makes friends with famous, successful, powerful people.

He liked the feeling of being at his mercy, he never wanted to be in charge of power, he preferred to be relegated to a secondary position, so that the world was wider and more comfortable. ”

"But Professor, he's the new Headmaster of Hogwarts." Harry asked, puzzled, "That's not a secondary position. ”

"Yes, that position is important," as if it weren't his own position, Dumbledore said, "but it was something that made him want to go against himself and try." ”

"You mean...... John? Harry's mind sparked occasionally.

"It's you and John, Harry." Dumbledore reminisced, "When he was at Hogwarts, he always liked to pick and choose students he liked, sometimes because of their ambition or intelligence, sometimes because of their talent or charisma. ”

"Horace has a very unusual knack for picking people who will go on to excel in all walks of life."

"He has a club and a network with himself at his core, and he enjoys the benefits that these connections bring him, and he can also give back to his students."

Harry immediately thought of another man, John Wick.

Unlike Slughorn, John built a network more like followers.

"I'm telling you this, not to make you feel disgusted with Horace, but to tell you that he will definitely woo you." Dumbledore continued, "John, unlike all students, is not going to be anyone's collection, so you have to take advantage of that. ”

"What are you doing with that?" Harry felt a chill on the back of his neck.

His palms were sweaty.

Dumbledore stopped at the church door, looked at Harry, and said calmly, "You've been subscribing to the Daily Prophet for the last two weeks, right?" ”

"Yes." Harry said that his heart was suddenly beating faster.

"The experience in the Hall of Prophecy leaked out like a flood, didn't it?"

"Yes," Harry said as he didn't think it was strange, "what's the problem, Professor?" ”

"Have you noticed that there is not a word of description about the Star Society." Dumbledore said calmly.

Harry's heart pounded, and beads of sweat appeared on the door of his head.

He suddenly remembered that there was not a single report about the Stars Society in the Daily Prophet.

Also, it says Johnny Silverhand, not John Wick.

He asked with difficulty, "What is the reason for this, Professor?" ”

Dumbledore's face looked unfathomable in the night, "Look away." ”

Harry's head was dizzy, it was a game that belonged to Dumbledore, and it was impossible to understand its purpose.

And Dumbledore saw it more clearly after he was removed from his position as Headmaster.

He knew full well that Hogwarts might experience a catastrophe.

Voldemort's obsession with prophecy, and his quest for immortality.

will move the battlefield to Hogwarts.

What he can do is to lay out more before this catastrophe comes.

...

In the community chat.

Fleur seems to be in love.

This matter is very strange in the eyes of the Star Society.

They all want to know who can impress the proud Fleur.

Even John was curious.

Percy explained: "Don't guess, it's Bill." ”

Neville: "Bill? Bill Weasley? ”

Percy: "Yes, it's him, my brother. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone exploded.

John was stunned, these two people had met?

Percy had no choice but to tell why.

The cause is still work.

Bill is a member of the Order of the Phoenix, while Fleur is a member of the Society of the Stars.

The only thing they have in common is Percy, a member of the Weasley Society.

Fleur works at Silver Hand Angel Investment, but because of her accent, there has been a lot of trouble.

To solve this problem, Fleur seeks out Percy and asks her to teach.

But Percy, he understands everything.

His teachings are so straightforward that they sound hypnotic.

Just when Fleur regrets why she didn't look for Cedric, Bill happens to come looking for his brother and understanding his conflict with his father.

It was at that time that the two met.

Bill was impressed by the beautiful girl in the Triwizard Tournament.

So, Bill came and went, using that handsome face and the humor he had exercised in Gringotts, and successfully made Fleur have a good impression of this mature man who was a few years older than herself.

Draco: "He's from the Order of the Phoenix, Fleur." ”

Fleur: "I'm willing, can you take care of it?" ”

Draco: "......"

Fleur was revealed to be in love, and there was no shyness or anything like that.

She said generously: "Bill hasn't been involved in too many things in the Order of the Phoenix, maybe I can pull people to the Society of the Stars." ”

"Maybe he thinks the same way, just like him, he doesn't have to enter the Star Society." Malfoy said sourly.

Percy gave him a patch, "Bill got 12 during his school days. L. Certificate of Excellence, and the male president of the student union. ”

It is estimated that he can only get Malfoy, who is excellent in charms and is still a prefect, will not speak.

"That seems to be a good man," John said, "I support all your decisions, Fleur. ”

Fleur saw that John also supported her, and her heart that had been a little mind was relieved.

"I knew he was so good that he could impress you." Fleur said happily.

John corrected, "It's not that he's good, it's that you like him, Fleur." ”

Fleur was stunned, looking at the words of the badge, and a smile unconsciously hung on the corner of her mouth.

Fleur: "You're still like that from the bottom of your heart, John. ”

This liking is not the love between men and women, but a kind of heartfelt desire to follow and get closer.

It may be that the enthusiasm carried by France is bold and unusual, so that this phrase can come out of the mouth of Fleur.

The Greengrass house on the other side.

Astoria watched her sister's beautiful face gradually turn hideous, and she was so frightened that she even walked on tiptoe.

...

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