Chapter 1356 Snape Got His Wish

"That doesn't mean anything, because you're dead," Ron interjected again.

He had just finished eating the cake when he heard Nico's last words.

"Again, you always hurt people like a blunt axe." Nearly Headless Nick said aggrievedly.

He jumped into the air and floated swiftly across the Gryffindor table, ignoring the others' attempts to stop him.

"Ron, you shouldn't have said that!"

"Then what should I say? There is something wrong with his words, how could the ghost die again?" Ron said, "As far as I'm concerned, few of the things Nico said can be believed, they always do, ask around Gossip..."

At that moment, Dumbledore stood up behind the staff table and ended the argument between Ron and Hermione.

Ivan and Harry were fortunate that they didn't have to be in the middle to listen to the two of them, and the chatter and laughter echoing in the auditorium subsided almost immediately.

"Good evening, everyone!" said Dumbledore, smiling kindly, spreading his arms as if to embrace the entire Great Hall.

The wide sleeves slid down, and one could clearly see the complex incantations on his right hand and the small half of his exposed arm.

They are densely distributed, centering on the ring of the Gaunt family and extending to the upper arm. The color seems to be darker than a month ago. From a distance, the spell makes Dumbledore's hand appear a strange dark green. , like being poisoned.

"Look, what happened to his hand?"

"He was like this when we saw him over the summer," Hermione explained in a low voice, in a voice only a few of them could hear, "He and Professor Slughorn said it was the result of a magical failure. Influence."

"Strange, I thought he was cured long ago." Harry followed up.

"Some magic damage can never be cured. This is very common in ancient spells." Hermione said, with a distressed expression on her face, staring at Dumbledore's hand, "These magic spells, don't care about them." What is it, it seems to have become more serious, which is definitely not a good thing."

"Ivan, do you know what that is?" Elaine asked.

"I don't know." Ivan shook his head and said, "I have never seen such magic or curse."

Hermione was right, they seem to be getting worse, what does that mean?

The backlash of magic failure is getting worse? Or in the past month, what kind of magic has Dumbledore used to increase the number of spells?

It seems that not only him, but everyone seems to have some unexpected situation.

Many people noticed the abnormality of Dumbledore's right hand, and there were whispers in the auditorium.

Dumbledore knew what everyone was talking about, and he just smiled, shaking his purple and gold sleeves to cover the hand.

"Don't worry about me, it's just a little accident." He said lightly, "Okay, new students, welcome to enroll; and old students, welcome back to school! What awaits you is a new school year of magic education... ..."

He talked about the welcome speech and the matters needing attention, but few of them listened carefully. Everyone was talking about what just happened in a low voice.

"Administrator Filch asked me to tell everyone that it is absolutely forbidden for students to bring any joke merchandise purchased from Weasley's Wizard's Wheezes this year." Dumbledore continued, "In addition, students who want to join the house Quidditch team , Report your name to the dean as usual. We are still looking for a new Quidditch commentator, and those who are interested should also apply to the dean."

"This year, we are delighted to welcome a new faculty member, Professor Slughorn."

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, Slughorn stood up.

His bald head gleamed in the candlelight, and his belly in his waistcoat cast a great shadow on the table.

"Professor Slughorn, a former colleague of mine, has agreed to return to his old job as Potions teacher."

"What, Potions?"

"Potions class?"

"How could it be Potions class?"

Such questions echoed throughout the auditorium, and everyone wondered if they had heard it wrong.

Ivan didn't go to see Harry and the others, but he could guess their expressions now, and they must be very surprised.

"At the same time, Professor Snape." Dumbledore continued, raising his voice over the others' comments, "he will be the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"No!"

Dumbledore had just finished speaking when Harry called out.

His voice was so loud that many heads were turned in their direction.

But Harry didn't care, he just stared at the staff table angrily, he didn't understand, how did he end up giving the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching job to Snape?

Didn't everyone know over the years that Dumbledore didn't believe he was up to the job?

"Keep your voice down, Harry!" Hermione reminded, "You're overreacting."

"I just can't accept that for Snape to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, it should be Slughorn..."

"Dumbledore never said that Slughorn would teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. That's all speculation on our part."

Yes, Slughorn was the potions professor, he wouldn't be teaching such a dangerous subject as Defense Against the Dark Arts.

In particular, when this class was still cursed by Voldemort, the end result of the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts seemed to be not very good, not to mention that Defense Against the Dark Arts itself was a way to fight against dark wizards such as Voldemort. course.

Important as it was, it was too out of Slughorn's style.

Of course he had to decline to teach his old profession, Potions.

In this way, Snape got his wish.

At the teacher's table, Snape sat to Dumbledore's right. He didn't stand up when Dumbledore mentioned his name, he just raised a hand lazily to indicate that he heard the applause at the Slytherin table, and there was a smug look on his face .

"Alright, there's something good about it." Harry said through gritted teeth, "Snape will be gone in less than a year."

"What do you mean?" Ron asked.

"We all know that job is jinxed and no one lasts more than a year, good luck like Lupine, Sirius, bad luck, Quirrell and Barty Crouch Jr. Even my life is involved, I personally sincerely hope that another murder will happen..."

"Harry!" Hermione reproached, terrified.

Not only them, but everyone in the auditorium heard the news that Snape had finally got his wish, and they were talking a lot.

This is something more concerning than the weird magic spell on Dumbledore's arm. Dumbledore didn't seem to realize how sensational the news he just announced was, he didn't say anything more about the teaching position, but waited for a few seconds to make sure everyone was completely quiet before continuing to speak... 8) More exciting novels, Welcome to our library