The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Although they saw the fire dragon walking on the lawn as soon as they woke up, they vaguely had the answer in their hearts, but... when they really saw those figures, they still couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts.

Loud screams and cheers, the roof was knocked off... Nobody cared about Umbridge except for Malfoy's clique.

With a quill dipped in ink, Peeves purposely painted patterns all over her fat face.

And Colin, as he promised at the beginning, must take revenge on her fiercely, so he took several pictures with the camera, and he planned to give them to everyone for free!

He still hangs this damned toad who dared to confiscate others casually on the wall of shame! (The last time Malfoy and Marcus were beaten up on the Quidditch pitch)

"Okay, I know you've helped me..." Cyrus rubbed Stitch's furry head and looked at Hermione helplessly, but the latter ignored his begging eyes and laughed unscrupulously.

It can't be all Hermione's fault, after all, when Cyrus left, she was alone with the naughty Stitch, and had to stabilize everyone's tense nerves.

When the Hogwarts students entered the Great Hall one by one, if Umbridge was not still whimpering and howling, they would even feel that they had had a long, long dream.

Actually... today is the day of the Goblet of Fire? ?

"Because of Principal Dumbledore's proposal, and the promise of our principals..." Krum told them, "The Ministry of Magic has never controlled the school, which is not in line with common sense."

Now he understood why Cyrus wanted to overthrow the Ministry of Magic.

In many countries, the Ministry of Magic will not deliberately target the local magic school; first, members of the Ministry of Magic need to rely on the school; second, one is management order, the other is education, and the two will not conflict.

Not to mention, to openly attack an authoritative professor!

Looks like the British Ministry of Magic has indeed been infiltrated by Death Eaters...

Professor McGonagall was sent to St. Mungo's Magical Hospital. Principal Dai Lisi, who came back from the hospital's portrait, said that the professor's life was out of danger. For an old man who does not exercise, four or five stun spells are considered dangerous.

Not all wizards can swim breaststroke shirtless like Dumbledore.

"Then... Hogwarts is safe?" Wayne stood up immediately, celebrating with an empty glass, "We don't have to suffer from Umbridge anymore!"

Fu Rong shook her head, her long golden-white hair attracted the attention of the people around her.

Her voice is still so proud: "Don't you say a few words?"

"Say a few words!!" "That's right... you brought us here!"

The students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang shouted in unison. Cyrus had won them over with his skillful dueling and knowledge of spells during the months of training before they set off. respect.

Those who can stay here are not only first-rate masters, but also wizards who agree with the union of the three houses.

The eyes of more than fifty people focused on Cyrus.

Hermione sat beside him, holding hands calmly under the table, her thumbs fondly stroking the smooth back of his hand and the slightly raised veins.

Dean Flitwick frowned, and it wasn't until Cyrus' return that he eased his anger because of Minerva. He and Dean Sprout looked at Cyrus together, and patted the empty space beside him .

The middle position was used by Dumbledore in the past when he spoke...

"Go up...they're all waiting for you~"

Hermione's eyes finally softened, how much she wanted to see if the other person's face was sleepy, how much she wanted to use her fingers to soothe his anxiety and the fatigue caused by running around.

But enough time...he's back to her, to them now...

But when Cyrus got up, he happened to be walking in the middle aisle between the four college tables. The stormtrooper armor on both sides of the auditorium seemed to have self-awareness, with his right foot stamped neatly and his left fist clenched on his chest.

Obviously Snape noticed the movement of the statue, and his expressionless face twitched.

"Thank you all... Before Principal Dumbledore comes back, I will make an official announcement on his behalf..." When he stood on the stage and spoke, the noise immediately disappeared, and everyone looked at him expectantly. with him.

And Cyrus can also see every move below...everyone's eyes...every expression...

Malfoy's face was pale, and he sat there sluggishly. He knew that Umbridge was finished, and he had to follow suit. They could no longer bully others by flattering the Ministry of Magic.

Those in the small group didn't notice Malcolm Baddock, the little snake, nodding quietly towards it.

"Announced that... Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang—from today, from now! Will unite!!"

When the news was officially announced, the little wizards finally burst out laughing. They threw their wizard hats high into the air,

Even Peeves at the door is tossing his own spooky wizard hat.

"Umbridge relied on the Ministry of Magic to oppress the staff and professors at will..." Cyrus pressed his hands, and his voice gradually subsided, "But they will never have another chance from now on! Freedom! Will always belong to Hogwarts tz!"

It was the first time he spoke on the principal's stage, and he stumbled, but fortunately, Hermione in the audience was like a tranquilizer. Looking at her, Cyrus gradually calmed down and stabilized his excited heart.

"They also injured Professor McGonagall! Let them pay the price!" the Gryffindor lion roared.

"That's right... After that, we will tell everyone what the Ministry of Magic has done. Every wizard will know the face of the Ministry of Magic. We will let everyone resist the Ministry of Magic controlled by the mysterious man"

Which British wizard is not from Hogwarts?

The Ministry of Magic is so majestic, if you dare to hit their former teacher today, will you bully them openly in the future? !

Dean Sprout looked at the back of her little badger, quietly took out a handkerchief from her patched pocket, and wiped her tears. She suddenly felt...he has grown up... .

Hagrid was also grinning, pouring brandy into his mouth non-stop, and greeted Harry happily.

"However, before the Ministry of Magic notices, we have enough time to train ourselves." Cyrus took a deep breath and continued, "So... let go of the stereotypes between each other and blend in with each other!"

How did Professor Dumbledore talk before?Cyrus tried his best to refer to his tone and spoke slowly.

The force of life seems to be able to touch some kind of induction. This time he took out his aspen wood wand and waved it around his head. There was no change in the auditorium. Just when they were wondering...

"Someone attacked! Professor..." Filch stumbled in and ran in, "Everything at the door fell!"

Harry looked through the gap in the door of the auditorium, and the frames nailed to the door representing the school regulations all fell to the ground, the paper was torn, or just happened to be blown by the spring breeze and lit by candles.

Those so-called "Education Orders" and the rules set by Umbridge himself were all destroyed.

"I don't think those count as school rules, Argus~" Cyrus smiled at him kindly.

"Principal Dumbledore, you... ah! It's Mr. Cyrus?!" Filch looked at his smile and blue eyes, and was in a trance for a while, and recognized the wrong person, "It's great that you can come back Very good!"

"Then... let's celebrate!" Cyrus tried to tap the cup with his wand, "I declare! Hogwarts will be the first free region!"

Abundant food suddenly appeared on the table, and they returned to their original appearance.

(The 'freedom' here refers to the 'freedom' under communism or anarchism, the most idealized world, the non-capitalist 'democratic freedom')