Voldemort was a hopelessly bad wizard, no doubt about it, but he did occasionally do good things without knowing it, like when he saved a couple of red-haired brothers' holidays—

It may not be rigorous to say so, but as far as the current situation is concerned, he has saved at least half of it.

So why couldn't the other half be saved? That probably had to be down to Professor Snape, who was in a bad mood and 'seriously injured', torturing the poor little wizards during their final exams.

Brothers Fred and George's "Final Exam Destruction Project" failed utterly, but they destroyed their own final exams by accident—

The bright red and terrifying \'T\' in the Potions section of the report card made their mother, Ms. Molly, very curious about how hard she would have to work hard to get the evaluation grade of \'Troll\', so she prepared Take a good look at the two brothers over the holidays, through physical means.

The sad news came to them while they were happily eating at the table, when a Howler letter appeared inappropriately there, grinning and mad at them-it was something everyone talked about for some time.

Fred and George are quite famous now, they were almost expelled in the first year of school, got T in potions, and received a \'extremely terrible\' shouting letter, I didn't know that the letter included a thick skin The roar of the mutated lioness is still the roar of the violent Giant King Kong, in short, it is quite terrifying.

Professor Trelawney, the not-so-reliable prophet, has a famous saying that fits the twins' current situation: luck is always silent, and misfortune is always in pairs.

There is something more terrible than Ms. Molly's physics research that will torment the two brothers, oh, poor they just got the news now.

"What?!" George's eyes widened, and he grabbed his messy red hair with both hands, with an expression of disbelief, "Merlin's old beard! You must be joking!"

He looked around and found that everyone was serious, only Fred looked dazed, and George swore he saw his own expression through Fred's face.

Anna looked serious and shook her head, "It's a pity that this matter has already been arranged, and Professor Snape was seriously injured, so it's time to take care of him... Although Professor McGonagall also treats you well It’s a pity for her, but she still hopes that you will complete this summer vacation volunteer activity.”

George racked his brains to find a reason for himself not to participate in the activity, "Didn't it mean that I had a magic riot? Alas, I feel exhausted now, and I have a splitting headache. I may need to be treated for several months!"

"Poor George, if you hadn't killed a whole chicken with vigor and vigor just now, I would have thought you were seriously ill," Charlie, who was standing by and eating an apple, snorted, "Stop pretending to be sick, just go away." Madam Pomfrey who went out said that you are fine, there are very few little wizards as healthy as you."

"I have a mental block!" George muttered to refute his brother, which was true, and what he saw in the hallucination gave him nightmares for several days.

"Mom said a spanking would be enough," Charlie couldn't believe it.

Sitting on the wooden chair, Fred's eyes were blank. He felt that he had experienced too much in the past few days. If he knew that he would have prepared for the final exam, why did he take a shortcut? Look, there are no **** left.

"What kind of voluntary activity is it to clean the Potions Master's house? We're not going to serve that black bat a urinal, are we?"

George trembled when he heard that, "No, I don't want to. I'd rather take care of the fire dragon and have one of its legs eaten."

Charlie, who was watching the excitement, smacked his lips, rolled his eyes, and showed a wicked smile, "Not only that, I heard that I have to wash his socks for him. Wool socks must be washed by hand, guys, when you get back, leave." I stay away, the smell may be more memorable than dragon droppings."

"Wait, it's not that simple," Percy, who usually never jokes, couldn't help flickering with a serious face, "I also need to assist Professor Snape in various potion experiments, and drink the experiments he made. Potion."

"The little wizard who helped him test the medicine last time is still spitting out slugs from time to time!" Percy and Charlie looked at each other, smiled heartily, and then clapped their hands.

Anna looked at them helplessly, "It's not that scary, our dean is generally a good person, and this voluntary activity will only last for a week, and I'll help out then, maybe the work will be finished soon... "

"Hey! You dote on them, Anna," Charlie shook his head disapprovingly, "You're like our other Aunt Muriel who's turned her back! The kids won't get exercise in the storm, they The wings will be underdeveloped!"

I don't know why Anna who suddenly became Aunt Muriel couldn't laugh or cry, "Actually, I'm also responsible for this matter, anyway..."

"You are really our savior!" Before Anna finished speaking, Fred held her hand excitedly, as if tears would come out of his eyes in the next second.

Our great Professor Trelawney also said such a famous saying: sometimes too much misfortune can allow you to find the shadow of luck in it.

Fred suddenly felt that even the dreadful business of cleaning old Bat's cave made sense, and he even began to look forward to it.

"Anna is so loyal!" George's eyes sparkled with hope again.

"I think they should be educated..." Charlie yelled, but was quickly drowned out by the twins' voices.

"Then let's meet at Spider's End," Anna smiled.

Spider’s End Alley, you can tell by the name that it is a place with a story. The ubiquitous web is densely woven, and those people who are born, old, sick, and dead, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are all netted up, so that those who stick to the web will always indulge in everything in the past. Can't break free.

Anna didn't want to pry into the privacy of her headmaster, nor did she want to explore the greasy secrets of the old bat's psychology that had been hidden for many years, nor did she want to go to someone's house to find some old melons to eat impolitely— Hardworking Anna is just looking forward to the upcoming labor...

Cough, ok, maybe a little curiosity... But then again, who wouldn't want to see for themselves what's in the lair of the most famous double agent in Hogwarts history, the love in the wizarding world, and the potion master old bat What about? At least Anna wanted to find out.

"Principal Dumbledore is back! Oh! So many things have happened—he's finally back!" The voice full of activity came from far and near in the corridor, Lee Jordan yelled into the school hospital, and on the way he I couldn't resist sharing this news with you all.

"Professor McGonagall said that the school leaving banquet can be held today—we will have a holiday the day after the banquet!" Li's dark face was filled with an excited smile.

"This is the best news I've received today," Fred said, covering his chest, but he suddenly thought that going back would mean meeting the furious Ms. It's just plain good news."

"What are you talking about, Fred! Of course this is the best news! Quick! We'd better get to the auditorium now, everyone can't wait to get there—"

Lee Jordan waved his arms excitedly, speaking incoherently, "Hey, this is the first time we have attended a school leaving banquet, which means the transition from new students to old students, and I will become a senior brother when we meet again next time!"

Charlie, who is about to graduate, couldn't help laughing out loud, "Oh yeah, you'll soon realize that it's not that easy to be a senior brother, and after two days of excitement, you'll get lost in all the funny chaos created by those freshmen , You won’t be able to get relief until you graduate.”

Fred was silent for a moment, then touched his face, "Aren't you alluding to something?"

"Merlin's beard, how is that possible, my poor brother," Charlie annoyed Fred with an exaggerated and mocking tone, and at the same time looked at him with pity, "what makes you eager to take a seat?"

The fact that Fred was deflated made Percy laugh, which made Fred feel a little embarrassed, so he touched Percy's arm, "Hey, where is your girlfriend Percy? You don't call her Together?"

"What?" Percy stopped smiling, his ears starting to redden suspiciously, "Pe...Peneno is not my girlfriend! Not yet!" He suddenly realized something, and quickly covered his mouth.

"Oh—" Charlie blinked his eyes, looking like a weasel who saw an egg, "Penello? Is it the Penello of Ravenclaw? Oh, Percy, why don't you tell me if there is a girl you like? At this time Isn’t brother just for discussing these things?”

"No, it's not..." Percy was at a loss for what to do, and Anna felt a little sympathetic to him, and she couldn't help but shrink the corners of her mouth, turning from a big laugh to a smile.

Everyone laughed and went to the auditorium. Anna, a member of Slytherin, had to separate from the group of Gryffindors when she was approaching the door, because her close roommate, the sharp-eyed Belinda, saw it at a glance. The Slytherin who fished and didn't decorate the Great Hall.

"Why do you always hang out with those Gryffindors?" Belinda pulled Anna over and lowered her voice, "Be careful, I heard that someone has already looked at you badly... Cough, I don't care about you , I'm just afraid that you will bring trouble to me!"

"There is such a thing? Who is it?" Anna became interested, not knowing who was so reckless.

Belinda raised her chin behind Anna, "Look, Maeve Farley, a pureblood, seems to be trying to win people over for the position of the next prefect recently. She will be in fifth grade soon, and there is a third grader Grade sister Gemma Farley."

Anna turned around and saw the blond girl surrounded by the crowd at a glance. She had high cheekbones and no flesh on her cheeks. Although she was very beautiful, every frown and frown made people feel that there were ulterior motives.

Maeve glanced at Anna out of the corner of her eye. She raised her eyebrows, showed a smile, and then waved slightly, as if she was greeting Anna.

Anna nodded at her and smiled back at the same time, then turned around quickly, "How do you think I offended her?"

Belinda snorted twice, with an expression of \'You don't understand college politics at all\', "You are a Muggle-born, and that offends her, most of the Slytherin houses are full-blood and half-blood Let's put it this way, you are the only Muggle born this year, in order to win over most of the Slytherins, Maeve must create a common enemy for everyone..."

"A small group can only become united when it isolates others, and that common enemy can't be too strong, but it can't be weak, and there must be unforgivable mistakes. Together is an unforgivable mistake."

"So, I'm the lucky one?" Anna shrugged, "But isn't Principal Dumbledore directly appointing the selection of prefects? Is Maeve's win over really useful?"

"A large part of the selection of prefects in Slytherin College is operated by the board of directors. This has been a tradition for many years. Dumbledore chose to delegate power on these small matters, thereby blocking the mouth of the board of directors. My dad said that was very smart. practice."

"Okay, then I should really cherish this short rest time, and then face greater challenges." Thinking of this, I still have a lot to do, and I have not completed several big world branches. While spying, he also faces the crisis of college life.

"Just so you know..." Belinda taped green ribbon strips on the windows, "Okay, this is the last one..."

As soon as Belinda finished speaking, Dumbledore appeared at the front of the auditorium. I don't know whether it was a coincidence or the old bee had been eavesdropping on everyone's speech.

He changed into a velvet robe embroidered with stars today, looking very dreamy, the scene became more lively with his appearance, in a sea of ​​joy, Belinda took Anna to find someone at the Slytherin table Sit down.

Dumbledore stood in the middle of the stage, and then looked behind him first to make sure that the professors were all seated where they should be—

He took a second look at Professor Jacob, who was not missing an arm or a leg, and was a little relieved, because the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was usually absent at this time, but today he could finally add an extra bench.

Then Dumbledore looked to the far right and looked at Snape. The two made eye contact for thirty seconds. Snape nodded, and Dumbledore also nodded. Both of them showed serious expressions. expression.

"Be quiet! Be quiet!" Professor McGonagall came in through the small door, calling the noisy little sparrows to be quiet, "The banquet is about to begin...Hey! George...or Fred, whoever it is, give I put down the things in your hands! Don't try to set off fireworks in the auditorium!" She seriously stopped the twins who were about to make trouble.

Dumbledore laughed, pressed his hands down, and seemed to be about to say something, everyone gave the old man face, and quickly quieted down, the children stared at the headmaster, Slytherin's long table It is also constantly sending out sights full of expectations.

The reason is simple, Slytherin's house points are the highest, they are about to get the headmaster's praise, and most importantly, get the house cup that represents honor, there are already many house cups in the exhibition hall of the Slytherin lounge, But it's not enough, there'd better be more of this stuff than overflowing.

"Another year has passed!" Dumbledore said with a sigh, "Everyone has learned new knowledge and mastered new skills this year. I am really happy for everyone, and please give yourself a round of applause! Cheers to my clever little brain!"

Everyone clapped and shouted in unison, and some Gryffindors even blew their hooligan whistles, which drew Professor McGonagall's death stare.

"Of course, all kinds of new things have happened in the school this year, both good and bad..." Speaking of this, Dumbledore clearly felt that everyone was not as excited as before, and even the atmosphere began to slump, obviously because of the previous \' Due to the impact of Professor Snape's injury incident, many people are secretly looking at Snape, and the return of the mysterious man with palpitations.

Three days ago, the Daily Prophet published a message titled "Shocked! Hogwarts professor attacked by the dead? ” was published in an inconspicuous position behind the sports section, the title was vague, and the author even described the whole incident in a humorous style. On the way, he knocked down an in-service professor S... This is simply more absurd than a male fire dragon laying eggs.

More people think that this is Hogwarts' excuse for the broken windows of the lounge caused by the castle's disrepair.

But the next day, another report suddenly appeared on the headlines and attracted everyone's attention. It was the new report "Is Sirius Really Guilty?" by the famous reporter Rita Skeeter. "

\'...According to the testimony of Hogwarts professor S, he was attacked by Peter Pettigrew, who had been dead for many years, a few days ago. During the resistance, he suddenly found that Peter had the symbol of Death Eaters on his arm...According to As we know, Peter Pettigrew died in the battle with Sirius Black eight years ago, and his mother only received his son's remaining finger and a cold commendation medal at that time...\'

\'And now, we have to wonder if Peter Pettigrew is really dead. \'

\'... If it is just Professor S’s words, it is certainly not enough to prove that Pettigrew Peter somehow survived back then, but the current situation is that last night, a man who claimed to be Pettigrew Peter appeared in the In the office of Ministry of Magic employee M, he tried to threaten Mr. M, and fled shortly after Mr. M sounded the alarm. At that time, there were four witnesses including the elite Auror Mr. Moody...\'

\'...Elite Auror Moody said that his fake eyes can recognize the prisoner's disguise, but there is no trace of camouflage on this pettigrew, or the criminal used a more sophisticated magic from nowhere , or he really *resurrected* the fake Pettigrew.Peter...\'

\'...In this case, the question arises, if Pettigrew Peter is not dead, and he can prove his identity as a Death Eater—whether Sirius Black was brutally framed back then? \'

\'Is someone pretending to be Pettigrew Peter? Or was it the inaction of the Law Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic that sent an innocent person to prison without investigation? We desperately need to know the answers. \'

\'The current Minister of Magic, Ms. Millicent Bagnor, said that she has organized the Auror department to investigate this matter... But the deadline for Ms. Bagnor’s resignation is getting shorter and shorter. It is a very uncertain question to know the truth buried in countless piles of documents. I hope that the Auror investigation department can improve its efficiency and let the truth come to light...\'

Once this article was published, it was tasted differently by different people.

The Hogwarts professor S in the article is of course referring to Snape. In the past two days, he has received countless letters from fellow Death Eaters. Lord Dark Lord resurrected? What are we doing again?

Among them, there were more than 20 letters from a certain old horse comrade, and Snape's head hurt when he saw them. Just burning these letters almost turned his office into a bacon processing factory, so he asked Pettigrew. Peter went to explain to Malfoy himself.

Snape rubbed his sore wrist with lingering fear, glanced at Dumbledore, and then quickly looked away.

"I know you're all worried about something," Dumbledore paused for a moment. "When you accidentally learn that you're going to be bitten by a vicious dog in the future, but you don't know exactly when, you're going to live in fear every day." , worrying about which wild dog's territory you accidentally strayed into - these are normal."

A few Hufflepuffs laughed, and it quickly became apparent that Dumbledore was comparing Voldemort to wild dogs.

"Since we all know that we will be bitten by dogs, why do we have to worry about it every day? No matter how worried we are—you will still be bitten, so why not live with confidence—"

Dumbledore waved his wide sleeves, "Today is a good day, you are happy, and there will be a whole summer vacation for you to play with confidence and throw away all your knowledge to refresh your brains. It's getting pretty and empty! Not to mention there's a big meal waiting for everyone! Oh! And...what else—"

The atmosphere at the scene became lively again, and of course Gryffindor College was the most supportive. Today they might not win the House Cup, but they are still cooperating with Principal Dumbledore, "There is also the House Cup!" Everyone shouted loudly, It seems to vent all emotions.

"Yes, there is also the Academy Cup!" Dumbledore stroked his beard, "According to the past tradition, the Academy Cup will be awarded here, let's talk about the specific scores, this year's competition is very fierce, Hedge Patch 352 points, Gryffindor 358 points, Ravenclaw 426 points, Slytherin 452 points!"

Huge cheers erupted from the long table in Slytherin. Marcus Flint tapped the table rhythmically, and his friend Blo Fudge tapped the goblet subtly. The blond-haired Al Ferry made a trumpet-like hand around his mouth and let out a triumphant roar, and Anna and Belinda also roared twice following the atmosphere.

"Congratulations - Slytherin House!" Dumbledore waved the wand in his hand, and countless green glitter powder exploded coolly in the air, forming the emblem of Slytherin House, falling on everyone one after another, and then quickly disappeared not see.

The Slytherin children were extremely excited. Although they had won the House Cup many times, they felt new every time.

Professor Snape on the stage also accepted congratulations from other professors. He said modestly that it was nothing but just winning the Academy Cup five times in a row.

The other houses also clapped politely, even the Gryffindor house, which was the most hostile to Slytherin, also applauded, most of them cursed and said that Merlin was blind.

"Usually at this time, I would say loudly, let's eat, and then everyone can enjoy the food happily, but this year, after congratulating Slytherin House, we have to congratulate another house."

Dumbledore's words made the auditorium quiet, and everyone was a little at a loss. According to the score, Slytherin won clearly, and there should be no re-division.

Anna stroked her chin and thought for a while, "Hufflepuff?"

"Hufflepuff College!" Dumbledore said the name of the college almost at the same time as Anna.

"When the water leak occurred in the lounge of Slytherin College, the Hufflepuffs who were also in the underground lounge did not choose to take refuge directly, but actively went to the place where the leak occurred to save people, according to Madam Pomfrey of the school hospital. Statistically, the majority of drownings are helped by their—”

"They often leave quickly after helping others, and then hide in the crowd... I don't know if you have noticed, but in our daily life, we often get help from Hufflepuffs. They are kind, friendly, and will Move the book in front of you when you don’t have a textbook, stuff you with two biscuits when you’re hungry, or kindly wake you up when you doze off in class…”

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, huh? It seems so, even Marcus Flint couldn't help but nodded slightly. He was caught accidentally leaving his broomstick in the corridor during a night tour, and in the end it was Hedge who was satirized by him Prefect Patch sent it back, much to his embarrassment.

The Hufflepuffs kind of put their heads down and think maybe they're not doing that well either - they're always overly humble.

Dumbledore showed a kind smile, "Hufflepuff children usually don't have a competitive mentality, they always talk about lying flat, and occasionally a little motivation is just a flash in the pan, lazy and determined to be an ordinary person, and occasionally I still can’t control my mouth and ran to the kitchen to steal food... Ah, these are all shortcomings that may be improved in the future, but today—”

"They were rewarded for their passion and kindness, plus one hundred points ~lightnovelpub.net~ Let's congratulate - Hufflepuff!"

After Dumbledore's words fell, the audience began to cheer for Hufflepuff College. Whether it was Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, or even Slytherin House, loud voices erupted. This is simply what everyone expects.

The Hufflepuff children were so excited that they covered their mouths. Nymphadora Tonks shook Shirley next to her and let Shirley pinch herself to see if she was dreaming. Cedric was so excited that he blushed from his face to his feet, screaming silently, and several little badgers next to him shouted that Merlin had appeared.

Ms. Sprout, the Head of Hufflepuff sitting on the stage, remained silent until Professor McGonagall patted her on the shoulder to congratulate her, only to realize that the lady's eyes were full of tears. Tears, Snape handed out a tissue for the first time, because Professor Sprout had given him too many magic materials.

The scene seemed to turn into a cheering match for Hufflepuff. Gryffindor and Slytherin were once again on the bar. These two houses wanted to compare at any time.

Perhaps because they didn't want to owe others favors, Slytherin House really showed their enthusiasm for drinking magic milk powder when they were young. Gryffindor House couldn't see that Slytherin's voice surpassed its own, so it finally used those quilt wheat Fireworks banned by Professor Gregory.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the midst of the excitement, Dumbledore clapped his hands, and half of the decorations on the scene turned yellow and black, which were the theme colors of Hufflepuff College, and a little badger also appeared on the Slytherin snake logo next to.

Even Dumbledore could hardly silence the maddened Hall now, so he bellowed:

"Start! The banquet begins!"