Chapter 704 Snape Gets What He Wants
The students, except the first-year students, all returned to Hogwarts in the carriage pulled by the Thestral. They sat on the long tables in their respective houses and greeted each other with their classmates who had reunited after a long absence.
After Fish went to pester Professor McGonagall for a while, he also returned to the Gryffindor table, but his eyes were cast on Dumbledore at the teacher's table above...
After not seeing him for a while, the vitality in him weakened a little, and his condition became less stable again.
Dumbledore noticed Fish's gaze, smiled and nodded at him, then raised the index finger of his left hand and put it to his mouth to make a "shh" motion.
Feishu shook his ears and withdrew his gaze.
The subsequent process was not much different from previous years. The first-year students were nervously led into the auditorium by Professor McGonagall, and then put on a worn-out sorting hat and were assigned to different houses.
After the sorting ceremony, the house elves served a sumptuous dinner that had been prepared. Everyone talked about various topics with the people around them while enjoying the food on the table.
When the last dessert was eaten and the food was removed from the table, Dumbledore stood up from his seat.
"Good evening to everyone!" he said with a kind smile, spreading his arms as if to embrace the entire auditorium.
"What's wrong with his hand?" Parvati Patil next to Fish asked in shock.
She wasn't the only one to notice this. Dumbledore's right index finger was still black and dry, lifeless. The auditorium was filled with murmurs.
Dumbledore knew what everyone was talking about. He just smiled and shook his purple and gold sleeves to cover his injured hand.
"Don't worry." He said lightly: "Okay...new classmates, welcome to school; old classmates, welcome back to school! What awaits you is the magic education in the new school year..."
"Is there nothing you can do about it, Fish?" All the Gryffindor students looked at Maomao curiously.
"When Albus started, his whole hand was black, meow!"
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Maomao crossed his hands and said with a serious face: "Fish used Tranquility to control his injury to one finger!"
"What I'm curious about is...how did his hand get injured?" Dean Thomas looked worried. "There shouldn't be many people in this world who can hurt Dumbledore, right? Could it be that...it's a mystery people?"
"Fish doesn't know either, meow."
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Maomao shook his head and said.
Of course Fish knew the truth, but he had to help Dumbledore keep it a secret.
So he explained half-truthfully: "But I heard from Albus that he seemed to have been plotted by a very ancient dark magic item. Fish tried all the healing spells, but one of his fingers still couldn't be cured. Meow... By the way, that thing is a ring. Albus originally put the ring on the finger that couldn't be cured. "
"That finger looks dead." It was precisely because she already knew Dumbledore's condition that Hermione said with a sad expression on her face: "Some injuries can never be healed... Ancient Spells... and some potions have no antidote..."
This was the conclusion she came to through the knowledge in Professor McGonagall's collection of books during the summer vacation.
"...Administrator Filch asked me to tell everyone that students are strictly prohibited from bringing in any joke merchandise purchased from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes this year."
Dumbledore ignored the whispers of the students and continued talking. After telling everyone that the school was looking for a new Quidditch commentator (the original commentator, Lee Jordan, had graduated), he finally introduced this year's new commentator. professor.
"This year, we are very happy to welcome a new teacher-Professor Slughorn." Slughorn stood up, his bald head shining in the candlelight, and his belly wearing a vest A large shadow was cast on the table. "He is a former colleague of mine. He agreed to return to his old job as a Potions teacher."
Except for a few students such as Harry who knew that Professor Slughorn was about to take the position of Potions teacher, most of the students heard about it for the first time and they were all surprised by it.
"Potions?"
The word echoed throughout the auditorium, and everyone was wondering if they heard it correctly.
"In the meantime, Professor Snape," Dumbledore said, speaking louder than the crowd, "will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
Snape sat on the right side of Dumbledore. He did not stand up when he heard Dumbledore mention his name, but lazily raised a hand to indicate that he heard the cheers at the Slytherin table. , while the expressions of the students from the other three colleges were more subtle.
"Do you think...will Snape leave Hogwarts after teaching this year's classes?" Harry and Ron got together and expressed their speculations, or wishes, " That job was cursed by Voldemort. No one can last more than a year...and they will all be beaten by Fish..."
Harry looked at Fish not far away with some expectation.
With the cat's hearing, he naturally heard Harry's "wishes" just now...
Then Fish glared at Harry angrily because Fish thought he was laughing at her.
Severus and I are good friends, how could we beat him?
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Maomao puffed up her cheeks and turned away, no longer planning to pay attention to Harry, a bad guy who always wanted to sow discord between himself, Snape, and Malfoy.
"At the end of the term, he probably went back to teach his Potions class." Ron said rationally: "That guy named Slughorn probably doesn't want to stay here for a long time. That's the case with Moody... Although that guy at the time Moody’s is fake.”
Harry and the others were not the only ones speaking below. Everyone in the auditorium was talking a lot when they heard the news that Snape finally got his wish.
Dumbledore didn't seem to realize how sensational the news he just announced was. He didn't talk about the teacher's position anymore, but cleared his throat. After everyone calmed down, he emphasized the current situation in the usual way.
It's just that compared to last year, this year's students seem less nervous...
After all, for the entire last year, nothing happened in the wizarding world of England except for Fudge, the former minister, who kept tossing things around. Everyone was more or less relaxed.
In fact, if it weren't for their trust in Fish, most of the students at Hogwarts would have thought that Harry and Dumbledore were talking nonsense from the beginning.
Dumbledore's blue eyes swept across all the students, and he was keenly aware of their current mentality. However, he did not say anything more, but smiled again.
"Okay, your bed is waiting for you, as warm and comfortable as you expected. I know your top priority now is to have a good rest and prepare for class tomorrow. So, let us say 'good night'. Toot!"
Dumbledore once again ended in an inexplicable way, and then left the great hall with the professors.
Fish originally wanted to catch up immediately, but was held back by Hermione.
"We still have to take the freshmen back to the dormitory." She whispered in Maomao's ear: "Professor Dumbledore's fingers have not changed at all, and it seems that Professor Snape's medicine has no effect, so you don't have to worry. ”
Maomao was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered what he had said about deceiving Hermione before, so he quickly stopped and shook his head, looking lazy.
"Fei, can you please return the prefect badge?"
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"If you're not afraid of Minerva being angry."
"...Forget it..."
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Last night I didn't turn on the air conditioner because of heat stroke. I was woken up by mosquito bites in the middle of the night. I dazedly applied Fengyoujing on myself, and then rubbed my eyes in a daze...
I woke up all of a sudden, and then I couldn't fall asleep anymore. I kept struggling until it was dark outside, and then I squinted half asleep for a while...
Anyway, I’m going to catch up on my sleep now…
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