days at Hogwarts

Chapter 281 School Opening Banquet 1993

Although the school doctor's office and the school doctor's office are both Madam Pomfrey's territory, they are two separate rooms, one large and one small.

Madam Pomfrey hardly used her office. She stayed in the school doctor's office all year round, busy taking care of the little wizards who lost their ears, jumped from the stairs and broke their limbs...or hid behind the medicine cabinet. Mixing those weird-smelling potions.

Just as Loren and Dumbledore passed the door of the school doctor's office, Madam Pomfrey, who had examined Harry's body, just returned.

Madam Pomfrey opened the door to the school infirmary, smiled at them and nodded: "Quickly, Headmaster, Minerva's conversation with Miss Granger is almost over."

Dumbledore also had a gentle smile on his face: "Don't forget the time, Poppy, don't be late for the sorting ceremony."

Madam Pomfrey nodded in agreement, and then closed the door to the school doctor's office cleanly.

Dumbledore was taken aback.

Loren smiled slightly, feeling that Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall were getting closer, and their attitudes towards the principal had become similar.

Without stopping, the two of them continued to move forward.

The smell of medicine coming from the school doctor's office reminded Loren of Wolfsbane potion. He asked in a low voice: "Principal, do you want Professor Lupine's werewolf disease to be treated? I can lend you the Philosopher's Stone."

The Philosopher's Stone combined with the Restoration Charm has a very good effect on Grandpa Bates. The prognosis of the ceremony is good, there are no adverse reactions, and there is no sign of recurrence within several years.

Although this treatment method cannot be promoted on a large scale, it should be no problem to give special treatment to a teaching position and treat it as Hogwarts' medical benefits.

Dumbledore was strangely silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No need for the time being."

"Why?" Loren asked curiously, "The Philosopher's Stone Ceremony is much better than the Wolfsbane Potion. It can almost allow Professor Lupine to live a normal life."

In front of him was Professor McGonagall's office. Dumbledore simply stopped at the top of the stairs. He looked far-reachingly at the dark corridor: "During the summer vacation, I mentioned to Remus about curing werewolf disease, and even planned to cure werewolf disease during the vacation. Let me borrow the magic stone from you..."

Loren also stopped: "Then what?"

"We were almost on the verge of reaching an agreement." Dumbledore sighed faintly. "Later, a senior official from the Ministry of Magic defected. Through an examination of the official's family, the Ministry of Magic found out the direct cause of his defection. It’s lycanthropy.”

"What does this have to do with Professor Lupin?"

“The implementation of the Anti-Werewolf Act made some werewolves who wanted to live a normal life hide their identities feel uneasy. Under the pressure of politics and life, many people turned to Fenrir Greyback.

Miss Beetle told me in the letter that the werewolf community in the United States was also making deals with Voldemort... Remus felt that he should retain his werewolf identity, which might be of some use. "

Dumbledore's expression was neither happy nor sad when he said these words. Only in the pauses between sentences in his words, Loren heard some emotional fluctuations.

"Many years ago, Remus's father, Mr. Lyle Lupin, exposed Fenrir Greyback's werewolf identity at the Ministry of Magic. But the Ministry of Magic at the time did not listen to his advice and let Greyback go. On the eve of Remus's fifth birthday, Fenrir Greyback broke into his home and left him with eternal pain..."

Dumbledore paused, "Fighting Voldemort and Greyback is what he wants to do, and living a normal life is also his desire."

"So the principal..." Loren looked at him, "What do you think?"

This old principal is full of humaneness in some aspects, but also seems a bit cold in some areas, so people often think that he is thoughtful and scheming.

Probably because of the problem he picked up when he got along with the first Dark Lord, the big man's methods are always a little cruel.

"Well... I respect his choice. If Remus can blend into the werewolves, he will play a huge role." Dumbledore's eyes were still looking at the silent stairs, motionless.

In his nearly one hundred years of life, Dumbledore has seen too many dilemmas that he cannot help but know. He certainly knows that using wolfsbane potion to preserve Lupine's werewolf identity is the best choice, just as he was able to calm down by taking safety measures last school year. Like releasing a basilisk.

It was just that after the innocent little witch bluntly pointed out what he had ignored, the feelings of Creevey and Fin-reli, some emotions that had been consumed in a long life resurfaced.When Dumbledore made a similar decision again, he was a little more scrupulous.

"Severus may leave the task of brewing the Wolfsbane potion to you." Dumbledore winked at Loren playfully, "Maybe you can Remus make the potion taste better."

"The working mechanism of Wolfsbane potion is like this. The harder it is to drink, the better the effect. If you suffer when you drink the potion, you will suffer less on a full moon night." Loren kicked the wall lightly with his boots out of boredom.

"Potion science is such a magical subject..."

A few minutes later, Hermione came out beaming with joy. She put her hands on her chest and clutched something, and jumped to Loren: "You must not have imagined the function of the time turner! It's so amazing!"

Opening his palm, a sparkling golden hourglass was revealed. Even the quicksand inside was golden and exuded a faint brilliance.

Before Loren could take a closer look, he was interrupted by Professor McGonagall who came out from behind.

"Ahem!" Professor McGonagall coughed twice and reminded with an emphasis, "Miss Granger, remember what we said."

"I know, Professor, I will keep it a secret." Hermione responded a little frustrated, and the little witch was a little depressed because she was blocked from sharing anything.

Loren was amused, so she leaned into her ear and whispered, "We'll talk when we get back."

"Ok!"

"It's time to consider taking back the time turner." Professor McGonagall looked at the old principal with a serious face. "Miss Granger is very reassuring. Unfortunately, she has a good friend named Loren."

Dumbledore laughed dumbfounded.

……

The auditorium was a sea of ​​pointed black hats, and every long academic table was filled with students.Although the Magic Dome was covered with dark clouds and there were no stars in the sky, the thousands of candles floating above the auditorium filled every classroom with light, and everyone's face was shimmering in the thousands of candles floating above the table.

“Boil the slices till they are cooked, and the swamp boa constrictors take their flesh;

The fangs of jackals and the scales of giant dragons, the thousand-year-old wizard looks ferocious.

Not afraid of hard work, not afraid of trouble, the boiling foam in the cauldron has turned into a ripple;

......"

Members of the Frog Choir hold toads in hand and sing for the new school year at Hogwarts.Professor Flitwick stood in the center of the auditorium, with his back to the audience and the choir, immersed in the beautiful music, waving his baton freely.

"Oh!" Hermione whispered, "We missed the sorting ceremony."

Dumbledore curled his lips and said, "But we caught up with the chorus."

<divclass="contentadv">"...the eyes of a salamander and the toes of a frog, the fur of a bat and the teeth of a dog;

The viper's tongue is like a forked earthworm's sting, the feet of a lizard and the wings of an owl.

Don’t be afraid of hard work or trouble, evil people will come——”

At the end of the last long note, the white-haired short wizard Flitwick turned around and bowed gracefully to the young wizards. The choir members walked off the stage with brisk steps, welcoming the praise and teasing of their friends around them.

Dumbledore stepped onto the stage vigorously, stood behind the podium and spread his hands like an owl spreading its wings. His neat movements made him look strong and not old: "Welcome, welcome to Hogwarts to spend another year." School year! I have a few words to say before everyone gets too confused by this delicious meal..."

Taking advantage of the little wizards' cheers, Loren and Hermione hunched over and ran back to the Gryffindor table in small steps.

George was teasing Neville about when he would be able to sing the chorus, and Fred was teasing LeFou with his fingers.

The moment he saw Loren and Hermione, George happily stretched out his hand to stop Loren: "Look, which young couple came late and even missed the sorting ceremony!"

Hermione's face turned red, and Loren ignored his teasing and put on his pointed hat.

Angelina knocked George's hand away with her fork and came over, curiously asking: "I heard that you guys came with the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor -"

Before he finished speaking, Dumbledore on the stage increased his voice: "Please welcome the new Professor R.J. Lupin. He happily agreed to fill the vacancy and teach the course Defense Against the Dark Arts."

He stretched out his hand and turned sideways, motioning everyone to look at Lupine: "Good luck, Professor!"

Lupine stood up, smiled at the young wizards, and bent down to signal.Compared to the other teachers, who wore robes made of expensive fabrics and well-fitting, Lupine's patched clothes looked a little ragged.

Loren noticed Professor Snape at the other end of the staff table. He had a sarcastic smile on his face and looked at Lupin coldly.Anger, hatred, sarcasm, ridicule...it was hard to see Snape showing such an emotional expression.

It seems that a new version of Wolfsbane Potion will be released soon... Loren silently prayed for Professor Lupin.

The principal's speech on the stage continued: "...In order to take care of his stump, Professor Kettleburn retired...Fortunately, I am pleased to announce that the person who will soon fill his position is none other than our Lu Bur Hagrid!"

"Hagrid! Hagrid!" The twins took the lead in shouting, causing the little wizards to burst into warm applause.

Hagrid, who was sitting at the staff table, was immersed in joy and didn't react. He clapped along with a silly smile.

Professor McGonagall next to him looked helpless and hit him on the arm with an elbow. Hagrid suddenly stood up and bumped into several cups and candlesticks in front of him, and motioned to the little wizards in a daze. .

His face flushed red, and his eyes were looking down at his big palms. Even though his face was covered with a shaggy and tangled black beard, Loren and the others could still feel the bright smile hidden behind it.

George and Fred couldn't help laughing:

"Oh! I'm suddenly looking forward to Care of Magical Creatures."

"Yeah, we'll definitely be able to skip a lot of lessons from Hagrid."

"We should have known better!" Ron shouted, punching the table, "Who else would ask us to prepare a book that bites people?"

"Ah?" Seamus looked at him doubtfully, "Didn't the clerk teach you how to appease the monster book?"

Harry knew the inside story of this matter and explained to the people around him while suppressing a smile: "Ron stayed up late reading "The Monster Book" and fell asleep. He stayed up the next day and refused to wake up, which resulted in him not being able to comfort the Monster Book in time. , and was eventually bitten by the monster book and fell downstairs. From then on, Mrs. Weasley would throw the monster book on the bed every time he stayed in bed."

"Pfft!"

Seamus, Neville, Dean and others all around laughed out loud at the same time, probably feeling that this was not good, and then lowered their heads, leaving only their shoulders shaking.

"Hahahaha!" Loren laughed unabashedly, laughing so much that he held his stomach and leaned against Hermione.

Ron was so embarrassed that his freckles turned red, and he looked at Harry with a resentful expression.

Dumbledore's speech continued: "Finally, there is a more serious matter. At the request of the Ministry of Magic, the dementors from Azkaban will settle in Hogwarts..."

The little wizards in the audience stopped laughing. They probably heard some news... The unusual stop of the train on the way back to school during the day, the bright white light rushing past like a wave, and the dementors guarding the castle, all these marked the unusual.

Dumbledore's sharp eyes were extremely serious, and his eyes wandered on the faces of every little wizard: "Although I have been assured that their appearance will not interfere with our daily study life. But I want to remind everyone that Dementors are Brutal creatures, they don't differentiate between those they are hunting and those who stand in their way... Therefore, I must warn everyone here to stay away from them and don't give the Dementors a reason to attack you."

"Professor!" Li Jordan suddenly stood up, "What is the white light that blocked the dementors on the train? Can you tell us?"

Harry's eyes immediately fell on Loren, who was also a third-year student. He fell down as soon as he came face to face with the dementors, while Loren killed the dementors as soon as they came face to face.

The other little wizards didn't know who cast the spell, and most of their eyes were focused on Lupin.That kind of spell is definitely professor-level, and the only one on the train is the new Professor Lupine.

The eager eyes of all the little wizards expressed the same expectation:

Professor, I want to learn to fight dementors!

Lupine was a little confused when facing many young wizards.He didn't know that the little wizards had a wonderful misunderstanding, which helped him reduce some of the difficulty of teaching.

"The Patronus Charm does have a significant effect on Dementors, but this falls under the category of Defense Against Dark Arts classes. As for how Professor Lupine will arrange his teaching content-"

Some young wizards who knew the Patronus Charm gave a brief introduction to the people around them, so the students became even more excited and looked straight at the principal on the podium.

Dumbledore prolonged his voice to whet his appetite, but did not continue. He suddenly smiled playfully and his tone became brisk, "Even in the darkest times, we can always create happy memories. Then, let's have a banquet. Bar!"

The high-hanging, expectant hearts were instantly thrown to the ground, and many young wizards were in a mess:

"Oh - no?"

"Today is not April Fool's Day."

The complaints were short-lived, and their minds were soon occupied by the sudden appearance of food and drink on golden plates and goblets.

Piles of chicken legs, crispy baked pies, brown beef and mutton chops, all kinds of attractive colors fill your eyes.The sweet aroma of purple sweet potatoes, pumpkins and other fruits, and the salty aroma of stewed meat, roast chicken and other meats make Gou's saliva secrete uncontrollably.

The auditorium echoed with laughter and laughter, as well as the clink of knives and forks...