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Harry Potter and the Secret Tresures

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v2 Chapter 511: Not labelable

Let us, Hermione!" said Ron, swallowing the food in his mouth. "You are starving yourself, and you won't get sick leave and money for them."

Hermione didn't talk, and screamed at everyone. Anyway, she was not willing to eat any more.

Seeing her appearance, it has been determined that it is the work of crushing the home elf slave labor.

Harry hurried for help and looked at Ai Wen, hoping that he could persuade Hermione.

Most of the time, he is the only one who can convince Hermione.

undefinedBut Ai Wen doesn't know what to do. He and Hermione have discussed this topic many times, and there is no possibility of persuasion.

Seeing that Hermione looked at herself like this, he felt that he couldn't eat anymore.

"Well, I don't eat anymore!" Ai Wen sighed and said, "There are people who will accompany you."

"You are right to do this, Evan, these foods are obtained through shameless slave labor, we must resist"

Seeing that Avon stopped, Hermione nodded with satisfaction and turned to stare at Harry and Ron.

The two of them did not do as Ivan, and they could only try not to look at Hermione.

Harry and Ron lowered their heads to destroy the food in front of them, and their faces were weird.

In this way, the heavy rain outside hits the tall, dark windows intensively.

Another thunder burst, the glass window creaked, and the hazy ceiling passed through a flash of lightning, illuminating the golden plate.

The first food left on the plate disappeared, and the sweetheart was filled in the blink of an eye.

"You two can't just sit like this!" said Harry, hesitating to pick up a piece of cake.

"Avon, Hermione, look at this syrup pie!" said Ron, deliberately sending the fragrant pie to the front of the two people, "raisin pudding, chocolate cake, and"

Hermione glanced at him, and the gaze suddenly reminded him of Professor McGonagall, and Ron suddenly converges.

Finally, the dessert was swept away and the last crumbs on the plate disappeared.

The plate became clean and shiny again.

At this time, Dumbledore once again stood up and prepared to speak.

The screaming voice in the hall suddenly stopped, only to hear the bang and the heavy rain.

Hermione also turned and glared at Dumbledore, as if he was taking the lead in crushing the house elves.

"Okay!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile. "Now we are all full and full, I have to ask everyone to pay attention again, I want to announce a few notices!"

"First, the gatekeeper, Mr. Filch, wants me to tell you that this year, there are a few more items that are forbidden in the castle. They are screaming balls, flying saucers and combos back to darts. The whole list probably includes four. One hundred and thirty-seven items can be seen in Mr. Filch's office. Those who are interested can check it out."

Ai Wen noticed that there are many Fred and George prank products.

However, because there is no time, the two of them are only in small-scale test sales, and there is no mass production.

Because of this, most of the new products have not yet been released by Filch.

"And, as before, I want to remind everyone that the forbidden forest on the side of the venue is inaccessible to students, and in the village of Hogsmeade, students under the third grade are not allowed to visit." Dumbledore continued, look Ai Wen took a look.

Whether it is the Forbidden Forest or Hogmund, Avon is a frequent visitor there.

In the last semester, Ivan, who was still in the second grade, secretly and Hermione stayed at Hogmund on Christmas Day.

And very unfortunately encountered the most dangerous werewolf Finril Greyback, hit one.

Ai Wen left an indelible mark on him, and this guy must hate him now and hate to die.

As for the ban on forests, not to mention, in the late night to the Ma Ma tribe in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, the Curse of Voldemort was also in the middle.

Because of this, Sirius had to resign to take up most of the responsibility for this matter.

"I have to be very sorry to tell you that this year will not host the Academy Cup Quidditch." Dumbledore said, "This is because a large event will begin in October and continue for the entire school year, occupying the teachers. A lot of time and energy. But I believe that you can all get a lot of fun. I am very happy to announce to you this year at Hogwarts"

Just then, a thunderous thunder sounded and the door of the auditorium was knocked open.

A man stood at the door, carrying a long cane wrapped in a black travel cloak.

The people in the auditorium turned their heads to look at the stranger, and a forked lightning flashed across the ceiling, and everyone took a breath.

Lightning made the person's face shine, it was a very scary face.

It is like carving on a piece of decaying wood, and the sculptor has only a vague concept of how the face should be, and the use of the knife is not very good. Every inch of the skin on the face seems to be scarred, his mouth is like a big, slanting mouth, but the place where the nose should rise is not seen, and the most terrifying thing about this man is his eyes.

One of his eyes is small, black and shiny, the other eye is large, round like a coin, and is a bright blue.

The blue eyes kept moving, turning around, going up and down, completely irrelevant to the normal eyes.

Later, the blue eyeball turned over and got into the man's head. Everyone could only see a big white eye.

The little wizards all covered their mouths with their hands, afraid to look at the man who had just entered.

His impression is completely in line with the image of the most horrible wicked in everyone's mind, like a dangerous black wizard.

"Who is he?" Hermione whispered.

"Mad-eyed Han Moody!" Ai Wen replied, "Alasto Moody, once the best Auror."

"God, he is crazy, but why?"

"Because he is our professor of the Dark Defence class this semester, this year must be very interesting."

Iwenly stared at the fake Moody from the side of them, trying to see how he differed from the real crazy eyes.

But this counterfeit goods obviously has specially studied Moody's style and habits, and only from the outside can not see the difference.

However, Ai Wen has already been prepared, and he took out the live map that he had borrowed from Harry before.

The live map is a magical map made by his father and Sirius, Professor Lupin, and the little dwarf Peter. It shows all the secret passages and characters that appear in Hogwarts. When the castle is adventurous, this map gives them a few maps. great help.

Especially in the last semester, in the event of saving Sirius, it is even more unimaginable.

Ai Wen spreads the live map on his lap and blocks the sight of others.

He stared at no one, and gently tapped the map with his wand.

In the next second, Hogwarts Castle, painted in ink, appeared on the top, and there were dense names.

Now, everyone is concentrated in the auditorium, the names are all superimposed, it seems very hard.

Ai Wen squinted and his fingers slowly moved to the teacher's seat.

Fake Moody is shaking hands with Dumbledore, and Avon sees the name of Dumbledore, but opposite him.

Ai Wen blinked. He thought he would see the name of Little Batty Crouch, but only saw a small black dot.

The name of the guy in front of Dumbledore is not to be marked! ! ! (To be continued.)