v6 Chapter 84： 1 cup of toilet water a day
The entrance hall was illuminated red by torches, and the crowd passed through two gates and entered an auditorium that had been separated for a long time.
The auditorium was full of four long academy dining tables, and the magic in the ceiling was brilliantly lit, covered with exploding mushroom clouds.
Above the dining table, candles floated, illuminating the silver-white ghosts that dotted the auditorium.
Most of the students had already sat down and looked up at William and the others who came in last. A deliberately low discussion sounded in the auditorium.
William didn't care either, walking through the crowd towards the Ravenclaw table.
Luna had reserved a seat, and William and Qiu sat beside her.
Luna was watching "The Quibbler" with a pair of sunglasses on her face, as if she was afraid of being hurt by the light from the ceiling.
William glanced slightly from the corner of his eye, and found that he hadn't watched "The Quibbler" for a while, and it had changed its style.
I used to like to engage in street stall literature, what crystal skulls, the end of the world, and the soul weighs 21 grams...
As long as it is curious enough and can attract attention, it is the favorite of old Lovegood.
That's how he made money and made Luna big.
Now his style has changed and he has begun to take the spiritual arsenic route.
For example, the article that Luna was reading with gusto at this time:
A young wizard goes to work in a Muggle hotel and is sent to wash toilets. He was nauseous and vomited, felt a drop in his heart, and wanted to leave.
The old Muggle showed up just in time, and after cleaning the toilet, scooped another glass of water from the toilet and drank it.
Then teach the wizard: You haven't tried hard enough.
The young wizard was very ashamed and determined to do every little thing seriously, so he had a cup of toilet water a day to detoxify and beautify his face...
Decades later, the young man has worked tirelessly to become Minister of Magic.
Yes, this young man is Connery Fudge.
So Fudge grew up drinking toilet water? !
This full of "Yi Lin" style, although William didn't like Fudge, he also felt that this was the worst time he was hacked.
Luna can grow up so smoothly, although it is a bit strange, but it is not easy to have a healthy view...
Several ghosts beside the table are whispering, not only the ghosts of Ravenclaw are here, but also the other courtyards.
William turned his ears sideways and listened carefully for a while.
It turned out that Peeves was making a fuss in the kitchen again, and everyone was trying to deal with him.
It's not really Peeves' fault.
During the Triwizard Tournament last year, the ghosts were afraid that he would play a prank and have a bad influence on Hogwarts.
I discussed with Peeves and promised him that he could attend the annual welcome party.
But this year, the ghosts turned their backs and Peeves was annoyed and went to sabotage the kitchen.
Although William was on Peeves' side, looking at the appearance of the ghosts, he suspected that he might not be able to eat a hot meal tonight.
Qiu suddenly stabbed William with his hand, and raised his chin to signal the guest of honor.
William's eyes went over the students' heads to the long faculty desk in front of the auditorium.
Dumbledore had returned from Vienna.
Wearing a dark purple robe strewn with silver stars and a matching pointed hat, he sat in the middle of the golden high-back chair, looking in good spirits.
Dumbledore tilted his head towards Professor Flitwick, chatting with him.
Professor McGonagall isn't here, and it looks like he's going to deal with Stoggy's business.
But this is not what Qiu wanted to say, she tilted her head and said:
"Did not see the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor!"
Last school year, Mad-Eye Moody was a professor at Hogwarts for a year.
Even Luna, who admires weirdos, can't give the former Auror a high rating for his teaching ability.
But Moody felt pretty good about himself. Not only did he not want to leave, but he planned to continue teaching for a few more years.
why?
In Hogwarts, not only can you catch the Death Eaters who have escaped for many years, but also all kinds of life-threatening and unexpected disasters.
More dangerous than being an Auror.
When he said this, Moody's face was almost expressionless, and you couldn't tell whether he really liked it here, or was deliberately yin and yang.
Anyway, he said inside and out, didn't he imply that the school was not safe?
So, Snape is a black sheep, the rat **** on the professor's team!
Anyone who has worked with him for a year and a half has to be infected with that kind of high-level words—yin and yang strange skills.
But whether it's yin and yang, or whether he really likes it, Moody really wants to stay at Hogwarts.
Because, he regards this as an Auror training base!
Moody felt that he could still send out a second spring, trying to send qualified Aurors to the Ministry of Magic.
But Dumbledore dared not keep him.
Facts have proved that old Moody's magic resistance is no better than Quirrell and the others.
If it wasn't for William's use of the time loop, Moody's body would have sunk at the bottom of the Black Lake, feeding Grindylow.
It was like this for the first year, and if he continued to serve in the second year, I was afraid that if he didn't teach for a week or two, he would die in the middle of the road and die without a place to be buried.
Dumbledore could only let Moody go and start looking for a new hapless man.
As for that person, why didn't he come?
Even in prison, of course not!
At this moment, the door to the hall opened, and the first-year students, led by Professor Snape, entered the auditorium.
He also held a stool in his hand with a wizard hat on it.
The Sorting Hat's mouth twitched high, as if he despised Snape.
Since the Sorting Hat was full of torn patches, if it wasn't for Annie's help in the bath, the stench on the hat could be smelled a few hundred meters away.
That's it, it still has the face to dislike Snape's lack of hygiene?
Snee didn't pay attention to the movement of the Sorting Hat, he looked around, and the buzzing conversation in the auditorium suddenly subsided.
As if it wasn't in a division, but a potions class.
The first-year freshmen were trembling, and this strange uncle didn't seem to be easy to get along with.
All the teachers and students in the school waited with bated breath. Then the Sorting Hat began to sing.
This time there is a little change.
The Sorting Hat used to brag about itself most of the time.
What beauty is like a flower, and the wisdom is unparalleled, punching Gryffindor Hanhan Court, kicking Slytherin Intellectually Disabled Garden.
Piggyback... Describes the different qualities that the four academies value.
If I meet an interesting student, I will chat about the philosophy of life for a while, and scare the little wizard by the way.
For example, tell the other party that the wrong person has been recruited, and that you are actually a Muggle or Squib, where did you come from and where do you go back.
There were really deceived students who cried out on the spot.
Do all evil...the Sorting Hat now!
I don't know who I learned from, anyway, after being taken out by Annie for a few vacations, I became the rogue I am now.
But tonight... the Sorting Hat doesn't fit the human design, and began to tell the story of the Big Four.
What Gryffindor and Slytherin are half-brothers, and their friendship is stronger than gold.
Or Ravenclaw and her two useless men, and the good foodie sister-Hufflepuff, the badger breeder.
Then the conversation changed, telling everyone the differences between the Big Four and their departure from Hogwarts.
In the end, the Sorting Hat was easily broken with a single wand, and the story of ten wands breaking constantly reminds everyone:
to unite,
To achieve unbreakable friendship.
Even the Sorting Hat, like Lovegood, has gone the route of chicken soup for the soul?
That's why Hagrid is not here, otherwise William would have to let him see:
Twenty wands can be easily broken.
...
...
(Ask for a recommendation ticket, everyone.)
The auditorium was full of four long academy dining tables, and the magic in the ceiling was brilliantly lit, covered with exploding mushroom clouds.
Above the dining table, candles floated, illuminating the silver-white ghosts that dotted the auditorium.
Most of the students had already sat down and looked up at William and the others who came in last. A deliberately low discussion sounded in the auditorium.
William didn't care either, walking through the crowd towards the Ravenclaw table.
Luna had reserved a seat, and William and Qiu sat beside her.
Luna was watching "The Quibbler" with a pair of sunglasses on her face, as if she was afraid of being hurt by the light from the ceiling.
William glanced slightly from the corner of his eye, and found that he hadn't watched "The Quibbler" for a while, and it had changed its style.
I used to like to engage in street stall literature, what crystal skulls, the end of the world, and the soul weighs 21 grams...
As long as it is curious enough and can attract attention, it is the favorite of old Lovegood.
That's how he made money and made Luna big.
Now his style has changed and he has begun to take the spiritual arsenic route.
For example, the article that Luna was reading with gusto at this time:
A young wizard goes to work in a Muggle hotel and is sent to wash toilets. He was nauseous and vomited, felt a drop in his heart, and wanted to leave.
The old Muggle showed up just in time, and after cleaning the toilet, scooped another glass of water from the toilet and drank it.
Then teach the wizard: You haven't tried hard enough.
The young wizard was very ashamed and determined to do every little thing seriously, so he had a cup of toilet water a day to detoxify and beautify his face...
Decades later, the young man has worked tirelessly to become Minister of Magic.
Yes, this young man is Connery Fudge.
So Fudge grew up drinking toilet water? !
This full of "Yi Lin" style, although William didn't like Fudge, he also felt that this was the worst time he was hacked.
Luna can grow up so smoothly, although it is a bit strange, but it is not easy to have a healthy view...
Several ghosts beside the table are whispering, not only the ghosts of Ravenclaw are here, but also the other courtyards.
William turned his ears sideways and listened carefully for a while.
It turned out that Peeves was making a fuss in the kitchen again, and everyone was trying to deal with him.
It's not really Peeves' fault.
During the Triwizard Tournament last year, the ghosts were afraid that he would play a prank and have a bad influence on Hogwarts.
I discussed with Peeves and promised him that he could attend the annual welcome party.
But this year, the ghosts turned their backs and Peeves was annoyed and went to sabotage the kitchen.
Although William was on Peeves' side, looking at the appearance of the ghosts, he suspected that he might not be able to eat a hot meal tonight.
Qiu suddenly stabbed William with his hand, and raised his chin to signal the guest of honor.
William's eyes went over the students' heads to the long faculty desk in front of the auditorium.
Dumbledore had returned from Vienna.
Wearing a dark purple robe strewn with silver stars and a matching pointed hat, he sat in the middle of the golden high-back chair, looking in good spirits.
Dumbledore tilted his head towards Professor Flitwick, chatting with him.
Professor McGonagall isn't here, and it looks like he's going to deal with Stoggy's business.
But this is not what Qiu wanted to say, she tilted her head and said:
"Did not see the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor!"
Last school year, Mad-Eye Moody was a professor at Hogwarts for a year.
Even Luna, who admires weirdos, can't give the former Auror a high rating for his teaching ability.
But Moody felt pretty good about himself. Not only did he not want to leave, but he planned to continue teaching for a few more years.
why?
In Hogwarts, not only can you catch the Death Eaters who have escaped for many years, but also all kinds of life-threatening and unexpected disasters.
More dangerous than being an Auror.
When he said this, Moody's face was almost expressionless, and you couldn't tell whether he really liked it here, or was deliberately yin and yang.
Anyway, he said inside and out, didn't he imply that the school was not safe?
So, Snape is a black sheep, the rat **** on the professor's team!
Anyone who has worked with him for a year and a half has to be infected with that kind of high-level words—yin and yang strange skills.
But whether it's yin and yang, or whether he really likes it, Moody really wants to stay at Hogwarts.
Because, he regards this as an Auror training base!
Moody felt that he could still send out a second spring, trying to send qualified Aurors to the Ministry of Magic.
But Dumbledore dared not keep him.
Facts have proved that old Moody's magic resistance is no better than Quirrell and the others.
If it wasn't for William's use of the time loop, Moody's body would have sunk at the bottom of the Black Lake, feeding Grindylow.
It was like this for the first year, and if he continued to serve in the second year, I was afraid that if he didn't teach for a week or two, he would die in the middle of the road and die without a place to be buried.
Dumbledore could only let Moody go and start looking for a new hapless man.
As for that person, why didn't he come?
Even in prison, of course not!
At this moment, the door to the hall opened, and the first-year students, led by Professor Snape, entered the auditorium.
He also held a stool in his hand with a wizard hat on it.
The Sorting Hat's mouth twitched high, as if he despised Snape.
Since the Sorting Hat was full of torn patches, if it wasn't for Annie's help in the bath, the stench on the hat could be smelled a few hundred meters away.
That's it, it still has the face to dislike Snape's lack of hygiene?
Snee didn't pay attention to the movement of the Sorting Hat, he looked around, and the buzzing conversation in the auditorium suddenly subsided.
As if it wasn't in a division, but a potions class.
The first-year freshmen were trembling, and this strange uncle didn't seem to be easy to get along with.
All the teachers and students in the school waited with bated breath. Then the Sorting Hat began to sing.
This time there is a little change.
The Sorting Hat used to brag about itself most of the time.
What beauty is like a flower, and the wisdom is unparalleled, punching Gryffindor Hanhan Court, kicking Slytherin Intellectually Disabled Garden.
Piggyback... Describes the different qualities that the four academies value.
If I meet an interesting student, I will chat about the philosophy of life for a while, and scare the little wizard by the way.
For example, tell the other party that the wrong person has been recruited, and that you are actually a Muggle or Squib, where did you come from and where do you go back.
There were really deceived students who cried out on the spot.
Do all evil...the Sorting Hat now!
I don't know who I learned from, anyway, after being taken out by Annie for a few vacations, I became the rogue I am now.
But tonight... the Sorting Hat doesn't fit the human design, and began to tell the story of the Big Four.
What Gryffindor and Slytherin are half-brothers, and their friendship is stronger than gold.
Or Ravenclaw and her two useless men, and the good foodie sister-Hufflepuff, the badger breeder.
Then the conversation changed, telling everyone the differences between the Big Four and their departure from Hogwarts.
In the end, the Sorting Hat was easily broken with a single wand, and the story of ten wands breaking constantly reminds everyone:
to unite,
To achieve unbreakable friendship.
Even the Sorting Hat, like Lovegood, has gone the route of chicken soup for the soul?
That's why Hagrid is not here, otherwise William would have to let him see:
Twenty wands can be easily broken.
...
...
(Ask for a recommendation ticket, everyone.)
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