Rainstorm Eve

Summer had crept into the grounds around the castle; the sky, like the lake, had turned a violet light blue, and the greenhouses were blooming with flowers as large as cabbages. Dumbledore was gone, and the school seemed to have lost its backbone. Fear spread to every corner of the school, so the sun, which warmed the castle walls, seemed unable to shine through the mullioned windows. Every face in the school looked apprehensive, and every laugh in the hallway was harsh, weird, and quickly suppressed.

"I said a long time ago that Dumbledore has to leave sooner or later, he is indeed the worst headmaster this school has ever had, and now you see, I said it, if he doesn't leave, all the mudbloods in the school will They were killed one by one, and Professor McGonagall didn't stay long, even though she was the acting principal." In Potions class, Malfoy said with a smile without any scruples.

"Your father did have a hand. At this critical moment, he took Dumbledore directly into the water without any preparation. If Dumbledore was to step down at this time, the successor of the secret room would be even more unscrupulous. It's to open the door of convenience for him!" Lillian's eyes flashed with faint anger, and Lillian couldn't agree with what the Malfoy family did.

Malfoy coughed a few times in embarrassment, then turned to look at Augustus. Their family shot too fast this time. Before several ancient families could react, they pulled Dumbledore into the water. If Later, things won't be so easy. As the only son of the family, he was caught in the middle, and he was not a person inside or outside. "Haha, in fact, I have always disagreed with this approach, mainly because of what my father said, and I dare not object. Principal Dumbledore is also very good."

A hint of playfulness flashed in Lilian's light blue pupils, "That's not what you said just now, you should be proud of your father's backing our families and accomplishing such a big thing independently. The shackles of our families, and now your Malfoy family can take the lead in doing this, I have to say that your reputation has greatly increased in the magic world."

Augustus was still expressionless, Malfoy looked at it a few times, then lowered his head and didn't dare to make a sound.

Snape trotted past Harry, saying nothing to Hermione's empty seat and the cauldron. "Sir," Pansy exclaimed, "sir, why don't you apply for the position of principal?"

Malfoy glanced at Augustus quickly, then glared at Pansy. "Gee, Pansy," Snape said, but he couldn't help the faint smile on his lips, "Professor Dumbledore has only been temporarily suspended from the board, and I bet he'll be back among us soon." "Yeah, that's right," Pansy smirked, still not seeming to catch Malfoy's meaning, "sir, if you apply for this position, my father will vote for you. I will tell my father that you are The best teacher here, sir... Snape strutted up and down the basement with a smug smile on his face, Seamus Finnigan pretended to vomit into his pot, but luckily he didn't see it.

"Dumbledore's departure is only temporary. With his reputation and connections in the magical world, your father's surprise attack this time is not very effective. It won't be long before he will come back." Augustus began to deal with it. The crucible in the middle said lightly.

When Malfoy heard this, he hurriedly turned into a minion, "I think so too, who is Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of all time, my father must have miscalculated this time, Dumbledore is probably very Will be back soon."

Pansy sat next to Malfoy, looking puzzled, she didn't know why Malfoy changed his mind so quickly, and it was his father who did it. Lilian looked at Malfoy and couldn't hold back for a while, and burst out laughing. Malfoy touched the back of his head awkwardly and continued to lower his head to cut the material.

After class, Professor Snape escorted the students to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Lockhart jumped into the classroom, and his classmates stared at him in surprise. Every other teacher in the school seemed more serious than usual, but Lockhart looked lighthearted. "Okay, okay," he said, looking around beamingly, "why do you all have long faces?" Everyone exchanged annoyed glances, but no one answered. "Didn't you find it," said Lockhart, speaking slowly, as if they were all slow, "the danger is over! The criminal has been taken away." "Who said that?" Vincent With a face full of anger, for Slytherin students, this Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher who is full of trains has always been unreliable.

"My dear young man, if the Minister for Magic hadn't found Hagrid 100 percent guilty, he wouldn't have taken him," Lockhart said, in a tone like someone's explaining that one plus one equals two That way.

"I don't think so. With Hagrid's strength, it is impossible to complete so many cases independently." Lilian said with a look of disdain. Even though many female students liked Lockhart, she still didn't like Lockhart. cold.

"I'm sure I know a little more than you about the truth about Hagrid's arrest, Miss Lillian," Lockhart said in a smug tone.

Augustus was amused. This man did not know where his confidence came from. He was so sure that he was Hagrid. I admired his simple brain, so he didn't have to think too much.

"Haha." Lilian sneered twice and did not continue to answer.

Until the end of getting out of class, Augustus didn't care what Lockhart was talking about. He kept pondering over the clues provided by Hagrid, what was the relationship between spiders and the secret room, following spiders, these four words, was a fan. , or literally. Following the crowd and walking out of the classroom, Augustus found that Harry Ron was waiting for him at the door of the classroom, he stepped forward, and Harry also came over.

"Mr. Augustus, shall we act tonight? Let's try the method of following the spider first. If it doesn't work, think of other methods." Harry's palms were sweating, and he wondered whether Augustus would Act with them.

"Are you sure you want to follow up? You must know that this line of work should be very dangerous, and even I can't guarantee your safety. So, do you still want to continue investigating?" Augustus asked lightly.

"Hermione has been attacked now. As her friends, both public and private, we will not stay out of it. Now that we know the clues of the spider, no matter what, we will do our best to investigate." Harry looked into his eyes. With an inexplicable firmness, Ron, who was beside him, did not hesitate at all.

Augustus looked at them and nodded, "In that case, we will gather at the entrance of the auditorium at night. I hope our action will be fruitful this time." There was a dazzling halo around Stu, and Harry nodded with a smile. The person in front of him still didn't seem to have changed. The boy in white that he met on the train was slowly shining in the golden sunlight. It gradually merged with the figure in front of him.