I really didn't want to practice immortality at Hogwarts

After Professor Flitwick finished talking to Harry and Ron, he opened a can of biscuits and drank some blackcurrant juice.

"What's wrong with people from the Ministry of Magic?" Ron asked, his mouth full of food.

Harry shook his head, knowing that the key was not the Ministry of Magic, but the head of the Ministry.Ever since the last time Minister Fudge tried to ambush them and cast a few forgetting spells on them, Harry wasn't so surprised by all the "surprises".

Ron stayed for a while, then suddenly turned to ask Flitwick.

"Professor! I want to know, where did you go after that? Why did you come back so late? Did you really go to order the staff?"

Flitwick's eyes lit up when he heard this. He even stopped eating the biscuits and put the blackcurrant juice cup on the ground with a clang. His face was full of excitement, and he said "I won't feel sleepy anymore if you say this." expression.

"Of course! Child. Oh my god, you don't know what happened at that time. The moment Dumbledore took us into Diagon Alley, almost the wizards were shocked. They had never seen the most elite classroom in Hogwarts. The team appears here so neatly."

Flitwick stood up, stretched out his little suit, and then pushed up his glasses seriously, and continued, "Professor Dumbledore said nothing, Moody groaned angrily... Of course, there is also As for me, I don't care about styling. But you know, I met Fairwood, my Gryffindor prefect when I was in school. He is now the security manager of Gringotts. I really wanted to perform in front of him. I just learned how to perform in front of him. The ancient magic [Secret Technique of Weaving]... What a pity.”

The three of them chatted for a long time, but Flitwick always changed the subject. Ron asked this and that, and finally found out that Professor Dumbledore had ordered most of the faculty's wands from Ollivander's Wand Shop in Diagon Alley. , and also prepared a lot of things in other weird magic prop shops.

"...You know, Dumbledore almost spent all his savings, and he even took out loans. I saw it with my own eyes in Gringotts..." Flitwick looked mysterious.

"A few wands can't be that expensive."

"How many? What a joke. Dumbledore ordered new magic props and wands for all the students at Hogwarts...Thanks to Ollivander, when Dumbledore took out the Hogwarts roster The old wandmaker could tell at once what kind of wand each man held," Flitwick piped up.

"Every! Person!" Harry and Ron were both shocked.

"Yes... everyone will know soon. But you can keep it a secret for now. It will take a long time for these wands to arrive. Dumbledore said it only needs to be before October 10th."

"October 10th? Oh, I remembered," Harry suddenly realized, "That was the day when the other two schools came here for the Triwizard Tournament."

"No...since the demons are here, how can we still hold such a conference?" Ron was a little confused.

But Flitwick immediately said, "Dumbledore said that the more times this happens, the more important it is to hold this grand meeting. We must unite the power of all wizards."

Harry suddenly said, "This is no longer a matter for Hogwarts. This is a major matter for all wizards and even the entire world of superpowers."

The words were spoken so suddenly that even Professor Flitwick turned his head and looked at him seriously, but the latter immediately said, "My child, you are right. Although the Ministry of Magic is trying to prevent the spread of these signs of the apocalypse, the subsequent The problem is definitely not that simple. What Dumbledore said is very similar to what you said."

After Flitwick finished speaking, Harry followed his words and took the opportunity to ask him what Dumbledore thought, but Professor Flitwick once again successfully changed the subject.

While they were still talking, the sound of heavy footsteps came from the corridor, and the footsteps were mixed with the sound of heavy things pecking the ground.

Harry and Ron were startled and hurriedly looked at the door, but Professor Flitwick had a relaxed look on his face, and the corners of his mouth even curled up unconsciously.

The door opened and this time it was Professor Moody who walked in.

Professor Moody really prepared a staff as he said before!It stands to reason that Ollivander has no such thing as a staff, and it has been more than 300 years since their family last sold a staff.

Professor Moody directly took the Ollivander family collection.

And he is very arrogant, and I will fall out with anyone who doesn't give it to me.

Finally, Ollivander had no choice but to "lend" the family staff to Moody.

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Moody was already tall, and he looked even taller when he held a heavy wooden staff.There is an eagle with its wings just folded on top of his staff, which looks simple and mighty enough.

"Harry, Ron! Your duty time is up. Now listen to me and go back to the dormitory!" Moody said crisply.

"But we still have to wait for them here..." Harry said quickly.

"During the day, Professor Flitwick and I will take turns to be on duty here at night. You must recover your spirits and come back tomorrow to take our place." Moody tapped his wand heavily.

"Okay, Professor." Harry and Ron could only follow his wishes and go back to the dormitory to rest.

As soon as the two of them went out, they heard Professor Moody in the foyer saying to Professor Flitwick in an excited tone, "...God, it feels so good to use the staff! The magic hook is like a waterfall... Let me make the magic warning barrier here!"

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Harry and Ron were very happy at first, talking and laughing along the way.But when they approached the Fat Lady, they suddenly remembered that Hermione and Zhang Chun could not accompany them back to Gryffindor, and suddenly they felt a little sad.

Entering the Gryffindor common room, there was a tent unexpectedly placed inside. It turned out that Professor McGonagall was authorized to temporarily stay in Gryffindor House to protect the students.

Not only Professor McGonagall, but almost all teachers in the college were required to stay with their students, and other teachers were assigned to patrol in shifts.

The whole of Hogwarts is in danger.

Professor McGonagall comforted them with a few words and asked them to return to their dormitories.

Seeing Longbottom with a confused look on his face, the two of them didn't say much. They both put on their pajamas and started to wash up.

Longbottom looked aggrieved, "...The day before yesterday I missed the Gryffindor group traveling to the Pink Fantasy Land, and yesterday I didn't know how I encountered the whole school's big warning...Don't I look like a Gryffindor?"

Listening to his complaints, Harry shook his head. He was still confused as to what hint he could give Longbottom.

Ron very much corrected him, that one was called "Crimson Vision", not "Pink".But he opened his mouth, but still didn't speak.