Chapter 21: I Don't Usually Laugh Unless I Can't Help It

William quickly finished the song with the melody of "Two Tigers".

The crowd sang in various places, the position of Hufflepuff, and even some people hummed the melody of "Intel Hero Nair".

William almost thought he was a comrade of an international organization who had penetrated into the enemy's interior!

After the crowd was over, only the Weasley brothers continued to sing along with the slow melody of "Wedding March".

Dumbledore used his wand to conduct the last few bars for the two of them, and his applause was loudest when they were done singing.

"It's time to teach the wizards at Hogwarts about the brainwashing Divine Comedy of the Celestial Dynasty." William said silently.

In this way, when everyone sings in the future, they will not be scattered, and there will always be only one melody in their ears.

For example, "Mango", "Shoulder Shaking Dance"...

Dumbledore didn't know William's package yet, he was wiping his eyes with his hands, he didn't know if it was tears of emotion, or some kind of vulgar solid matter.

"This melody is really beautiful." Dumbledore seemed to be recalling some kind of little luck, William suspected, he was thinking of his first love.

Dumbledore may have thought about using this tune for his wedding!

Dumbledore rambled on for ten minutes, complimenting a certain Hogwarts headmaster who wrote the school song, and calling her the best lyricist ever.

With Professor McGonagall's constant coughing, he reluctantly ended the dinner.

The Ravenclaw first-years followed Prefect Robert Hilliard through the noisy crowd and out of the dining room.

There was another commotion in the distance, the sound coming from the Gryffindor table.

Percy waved his arms like crazy and shouted, "I'm going to kill you!"

William had never seen Percy so furious, and he was always careful about his image.

George hid behind Li Jordan and said aggrievedly, "Why are you yelling so loudly?"

Percy gritted his teeth and said, "The answer! Why do so many people have the exact same answer as mine for their summer homework?!"

Fred dodged the smashed shoes and whispered, "How do we know... maybe, this time the job is very difficult?"

William suddenly realized that the answer to the fourth grade summer homework came from Percy.

Percy didn't know it. He was just showing off the answer when he learned of this sudden shocking news!

Apparently, the twins stole Percy's answers during the summer and made copies to sell them for money!

The most annoying thing is that Percy didn't get a nut.

"I'll kill you!" Percy threw Wood's other shoe out.

George pulled out a stick out of nowhere, like playing a Bludger, and yanked the shoe out vigorously.

Facts have proved that when eating, you must not take off your shoes secretly, or you will die miserably!

For example, Wood... He was eating a box of pudding, enjoying the farce in front of him with a happy face.

Wood applauded excitedly: "Nice blow!"

He commented in the attitude of a professional: "The accuracy and strength are all there, and the timing is also very good.

George, you definitely have the strength to enter the school team. It seems that during the summer vacation, Charlie trained you a lot!

Hurry up and participate in the team selection next week, with your brothers, we will easily win the Quidditch Cup this year..."

and many more……

these shoes,

Why are you so familiar?

"Where's my shoes?!" Wood stood on a chair in flamboyant pink socks with the face of famous witch singer Cedina Warbeck on it.

He shouted, "Stop fighting, stop fighting, those are limited edition flying shoes with Aidan Lynch's autograph on them!"

Aidan Lynch is a Chaser for the Irish national Quidditch team and one of Wood's favourites.

But no matter how much Wood roared, it was useless. The shoes slid steadily through a graceful arc and smashed straight towards the guest seat.

Snape pursed his lips, listening impatiently to Dumbledore talking about the charm of rock and roll.

In a trance, the shoes fell from the sky, with a strong odor, blowing towards the face.

That smell... so sour, Snape almost fainted.

According to the trajectory estimation, the shoes will definitely hit him.

Snape hurriedly took out his wand, the curse of muscle instinct should be "Fractured".

But he didn't use it. Instead, he waved it lightly, and the shoe changed its trajectory. At a faster speed, it swept towards Professor Tywin not far away.

The corners of Professor Snape's mouth curled into a contemptuous smile, and he pulled up a slightly fancy gesture and inserted his wand back into his large wizard robe.

Snape looked at Dumbledore and asked lazily, "Where did you say that, continue?"

The whole process was done in one go, even his greasy black hair didn't move.

If it was an ordinary wizard, it would probably be hit by shoes, but Professor Tywin has fully proved how terrible a wizard with added agility is.

In an instant, he turned his head to the side, his shoes brushed against his blond hair, and rammed towards Hagrid farther away.

Hagrid hurriedly propped up his little pink umbrella.

The small umbrella looks worn and irritated, but I didn't expect it to be full of elasticity. The shoes hit the umbrella surface, squeezing out an obvious dent, and shooting back at a faster speed.

Hogwarts Ninjutsu Mystic Hagrid bounces back!

Bang!

The shoes rubbed Professor Tywin's nose, and he took a deep sniff, almost spitting out the overnight meal.

Fortunately, his nose was not big enough to become the first professor in the history of Hogwarts to have his nose broken by a shoe.

Although the title was almost smoked to death, it didn't sound very good.

Only now did Tywin understand the profound meaning of the sentence, "The position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is cursed."

Don't say anything, get one year's salary, and definitely leave next year!

The shoes did not hit Professor Tywin, and continued to rush in Snape's direction at a speed of 180 miles.

Fortunately, the shoe didn't hit him.

Unfortunately, the shoes ended up in the bowl on the table.

A large amount of milky white viscous liquid mixed with some kind of pungent taste burst out, splashing Snape's face... pure milk!

Dumbledore took off his half-moon glasses and wiped his cloudy old eyes, as if he had just seen nothing.

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and, before Snape broke out, announced loudly: "Percy Weasley, George Weasley and Fred Weasley, frolicking in the restaurant, Grant Thirty points for Findo!"

frolic?

It was clearly a crowd to fight, with the intent to murder the professor!

(Tywin: "They should get in Azkaban, especially Oliver Wood! Let the Dementors give it a smelly kiss!"

Snape's face was ashen. He originally wanted to deduct 300 points, but Professor McGonagall had already spoken, so he had to keep silent!

but,

It doesn't mean he will swallow this breath!

have the ability,

Just don't take my potions class!

A smile appeared on Dumbledore's mouth, and he gave Professor McGonagall a thumbs up.

McGonagall's wit is still commendable. It's only the beginning of the semester, and the Academy Cup is really deducting 300 points?

Snape's dead fish eyes stared at Dumbledore like a viper.

The old man's smile disappeared in an instant, and he continued to wipe his glasses expressionlessly, smacking his mouth: "Ah, what a pity, it's actually earwax-smelling Bibi Duo Beans!

Haagen-Dazs is still delicious, Annie gave me a few boxes, and I don't know how to give me more... I also asked me to take care of her brother William, thank God he didn't bully others.

Ah, before going to bed, I must eat another bowl of Haagen-Dazs..."

Snape looked at Professor McGonagall again.

Professor McGonagall hurriedly stood up. She didn't even dare to look into Snape's eyes.

Can't laugh! If you laugh out loud now, you will definitely be killed by Snape!

But,

It's really hard to endure.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly, her hands trembled, pinching her thighs, not daring to reveal the slightest abnormality.

Still Dumbledore is awesome!

Professor McGonagall said with emotion.

So close to Snape, how could he be able to retract it... Professionally trained, right?

———I am Wood’s separator————

Wood: Great wizards, if you don't vote for the recommendation, I will represent Hogwarts and use biochemical weapons - stinky shoes warning!