Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

After listening to this, one student touched his chin and said:

"Do you think The Quibbler had a plan with The Daily Prophet?"

Another person seemed to add:

"They just finished talking about another kind of shackles, and here we're almost directly entering the secret army. One is playing the good cop, and the other is playing the bad cop?"

A Gryffindor girl next to her said:

"Come on, who can possibly follow Mr. Lovegood's train of thought?

However, compared to the hypocritical tone of the Daily Prophet, I think The Quibbler is... at least exciting and funny!"

She paused, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously:

"Besides, don't you think the Ministry of Magic's recent actions are a bit... overdoing it?

They're distributing benefits, reorganizing departments, and collaborating with Gringotts on loans...

With such a big event, I would never believe that Fudge didn't have other ideas. "

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings suddenly became much quieter.

The vague sense of familiarity and weirdness I had felt when reading the Daily Prophet before became even clearer after being mixed up with the nonsense of The Quibbler.

At the end of the article, there is an editor's note written in distorted font:

[Readers, be wary of policies that are disguised as caring, because beneath the sugar coating is often the most deadly poison!

Fudge's smile might be more dangerous than a werewolf's fangs!

This magazine will continue to track the subsequent development of the Werewolf Suicide Squad and the real hairline under Minister Fudge's wig!

"The real hairline under the wig..."

A Ravenclaw girl who had been silent all this time suddenly burst out laughing.

"That's why I love watching The Quibbler. He always finds the most outrageous jokes in the most serious conspiracies."

A timid junior student came over and said in a trembling voice:

"If...if Fudge really wants to raise an army of werewolves..."

One of the Hufflepuff students blinked and continued:

"Then can we have less homework during the summer vacation?"

A Ravenclaw girl who came with him hit him on the head with a thick "Intermediate Transfiguration Guide" in annoyance.

"Mr. Astor, besides eating and avoiding homework, can you think of something useful? For example, if there really were a werewolf army, who would be the first to suffer?"

Astor covered his head and muttered, "It won't be me anyway. I run fast..."

After saying that, he ran towards the castle. The girl stomped her feet and quickly chased after him.

The youthful atmosphere of boys and girls in the sunshine.

After listening to their discussion, a Slytherin student commented contemptuously:

"What the hell? The Quibbler is talking nonsense again."

But no one in the discussion paid any attention to him. Even the Gryffindor students felt bored and turned away.

Before leaving, he muttered:

"A werewolf army? I'm surprised they came up with that. Gryffindors are really a bunch of idiots who only believe in supernatural powers."

He comforted himself that he was not afraid of Gryffindor, but his cousin was detained in the Academic Affairs Office, and he did not want to fall into the hands of that terrible woman because of a fight with Gryffindor.

Just as everyone was discussing enthusiastically, light voices came from behind them:

“Many great conspiracies initially sound like nonsense.”

Chapter 364 So, what did George and Fred do?

Everyone turned around and saw Luna Lovegood standing not far away.

There was a dreamy twinkle in her trademark bulging eyes, and a string of butterbeer corks hung around her neck.

"Minister Fudge might just be a puppet. The one manipulating all this behind the scenes might be the humming Snorlax. They are the best at mind control, especially for those with an excessive desire for power."

Several students looked at each other with strange expressions.

The Ravenclaw student muttered softly:

"It would be more convincing to say that I was controlled by Professor Holmes. Those methods are too similar to the professor's thinking. I have studied his..."

"Snapped!"

A classmate patted him on the back and then looked around cautiously.

The boy with glasses shrugged and said to Luna:

"The Crumple-Horned Snorlax exists only in... well, legends."

Luna smiled slightly, revealing an expression that you mortals cannot understand:

"That's just what the Ministry would have you believe.

The truth is often hidden in the most unlikely places.

Just like this Werewolf Friends program, it sounds great, but who knows, maybe those registration forms are really recruiting future Werewolf Stormtroopers?"

After she finished speaking, she walked away unsteadily, leaving a group of students disheveled in the wind.

The boy with glasses closed "The Quibbler" and shook his head vigorously.

"Even if the Ministry of Magic is unreliable, it can't be this outrageous, right? ...Probably."

Coming out of Sirius' office.

Harry went straight back to the Gryffindor common room.

As soon as I got through the door, I almost fell flat on my face because I was too excited.

He steadied himself and coughed softly:

"Ahem, I'm back!"

Ron was listlessly fiddling with the pile of parchment on the table, trying to make himself look very busy.

Neville was in a corner, revising the schedule Hermione had given him.

Hermione and Ginny sat together, and there were several books on the table.

Hearing Harry's movement, none of them moved.

Harry said again:

"Hey guys, great news!"

Ron raised his head, with a look of despair on his face:

"Unless you can convince Hermione to decide to turn this into a guide to lying down during the summer vacation, I won't accept any good news."

Others were busy with their own things without moving.

Harry asked curiously:

"Aren't you curious about whether I succeeded? Guess who I found?"

Hermione said without looking up:

"Director Black agreed to your plan. You shouldn't have met Professor Holmes."

Seeing Harry's puzzled expression, Ginny looked up and explained:

"Percy just came over and said that the professor is not in the office, and Sirius will definitely agree to your request. As for why, I didn't understand, but Hermione did."

After saying that, he shrugged and continued to organize the information with his head down.

Harry lost all his strength in an instant. Well, it seemed that many people understood Sirius's actions, but he had been struggling with it for so long.

He plopped down next to Ron.

"Well, Sirius not only agreed to let us go to Godric's Hollow, but also asked us to submit an application to the Academic Affairs Office. Then he will issue us a certificate in the name of the Academic Affairs Office, and we are an officially recognized summer club activity!

The accompanying adult wizard was himself!

At that time, he will send owl letters to all the members' parents.

By the way, he will cover all expenses for this party, including the money used by Muggles, and he is willing to be our instructor."

Ron instantly perked up:

"You mean to have the Dean of Academic Affairs follow our club? However, I would rather have Professor Holmes.

But this is all-inclusive, which means we can apply for funding to buy advanced repair tools! Or... or buy some snacks while we're at it?"

Sirius's reputation among students hasn't been very good recently. Even though he didn't do anything against Harry, he is known to be strict and can't tolerate any flaws.

Just like another Professor McGonagall, she treats every Slytherin and Gryffindor student equally.

Neville said quickly:

“Will Director Black be the escort?

I'm not saying he's a bad person, but he's also pretty scary... Recently, all the Slytherin students have been avoiding him.

Besides, last night, George and Fred... um, sorry, I promised them not to tell... but can't we really change professors?"

The others quickly turned their gossipy eyes to Neville, who quickly lowered his head and pretended to check his form.

Ron came over with a strange smile on his face:

"Hey, Neville, you came back so late last night, did you see anything? Tell me..."

Neville gritted his teeth and shook his head quickly.

Hermione finally put down her quill and calmly came to Neville's rescue:

"Ron, don't embarrass Neville. If you really want to know, you can ask them or Director Black directly.

That sounds very good, Harry. However, did Director Black mention any specific repair plans?

For example, what special anti-curse potions or protective spells do we need to prepare against any remaining traces of dark magic?

Also, regarding funding, does all-inclusive mean there is a budget cap or unlimited reimbursement?

If it's the latter, we'd better make a detailed list of supplies to avoid unnecessary waste."

Ron curled his lips:

"Hermione, I was just joking, can't you just let me be happy for a while?

The devil is in the details, but now the devil can take a break.”

Hermione handed the parchment she had just written on to Harry:

“However, having Director Black as the accompanying wizard can indeed solve many safety issues.

Harry, I have made some preliminary plans for repairing the buildings that have been severely damaged by the Dark Arts, which we can do while we are still at school."

Ginny, Hermione's assistant, also said:

"I suggest that we organize a meeting at noon at the Charon Detective Agency and assign tasks."

Neville got rid of Ron's entanglement and said quickly:

"Hermione, don't forget that in the afternoon, the class representatives of each grade and subject have to help their main subject professors mark papers."

Hermione curled her lips and said with some worry:

"That's why I've made a preliminary assignment. Harry, Ron, the supervision for the next two days is up to you.

I hope you have completed this task before you get on the bus."

After all, apart from Harry and Ron, the other three present were class representatives.

Ron looked at the long task list and put his head on the table again.

London.

Surrey.

Douglas's home.