Chapter 702： Snape got his wish

All the students except the first-year students returned to Hogwarts in a carriage pulled by Thestrals. They sat on the long tables of their respective houses and greeted their classmates who had reunited for a long time.

After pestering Professor McGonagall for a while, Fish returned to Gryffindor's long table, but his eyes turned to Dumbledore at the teacher's long table above...

After not seeing him for a while, the aura of life on his body weakened a little, and his state became less stable again.

Dumbledore noticed Fish's gaze, smiled and nodded at him, then raised the index finger of his left hand and put it to his mouth to make a "shh".

Fish shook his ears and withdrew his gaze.

The process after that was not much different from previous years. The first-year freshman was led into the auditorium by Professor McGonagall uneasy, and then put on a worn sorting hat and was assigned to different colleges.

After the sorting ceremony, the house-elves served a sumptuous dinner that had already been prepared. Everyone talked about various topics with the people around them while enjoying the food on the table.

When the last dessert was eaten, the food was removed from the table and Dumbledore rose from his seat.

"Good evening everyone!" he said with a kind smile, spreading his arms as if to embrace the entire auditorium.

"What's wrong with his hand?" asked Parvati Patil, who was beside Fish, in astonishment.

She wasn't alone in noticing this. Dumbledore's right index finger was still charred, dry and lifeless. There was murmur in the auditorium.

Dumbledore knew what everyone was talking about, he just smiled, shaking the purple and gold sleeves, covering the injured hand.

"Don't worry." He said lightly: "Okay... New students, welcome to school; old students, welcome back to school! What awaits you is the new school year of magic education..."

"Fish, is there nothing you can do?" Gryffindor's students looked at the cat curiously.

"At the beginning of Albus, his entire hand was black!"

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Cat Mao clasped his hands and said with a serious face: "Fix used tranquility to control his injury on one finger!"

"What I'm curious about is... how did his hand get hurt?" Dean Thomas looked worried, "There shouldn't be many people in this world who can hurt Dumbledore, right? Could it be... a mysterious man? "

"Fishu doesn't know meow either."

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The cat shook his head and said.

Of course Fish knew the truth, but he wanted to help Dumbledore keep it a secret.

So he explained half-truths: "But according to Albus, he seems to have been plotted by a very ancient black magic item. Fish has tried all the healing spells, but there is still one finger that can't be cured. Meow... By the way, that thing is a ring, and Albus put the ring on the finger that couldn't be cured."

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"That finger looks dead." It was precisely because Dumbledore's condition was known that Hermione said with a distressed expression: "Some wounds can never be healed...an ancient spell. ...and some potions have no antidote..."

This was the conclusion she came to during the summer with knowledge from Professor McGonagall's collection.

"…Administrator Filch asked me to tell everyone that this year, students are absolutely prohibited from bringing any joke merchandise purchased from Wes to Witchcraft."

Dumbledore ignored the whispers of the students, and continued on it. After telling everyone that the school was looking for a new Quidditch narrator (the original narrator, Lee Jordan, graduated), he finally introduced this year's newcomer. 's professor.

"This year, we're delighted to have a new teacher—Professor Slughorn." Slughorn stood up, his bald head gleaming in the candlelight, his waistcoat-clad belly in the A large shadow was cast on the table, "He is a former colleague of mine, and he agreed to return to his old position as a potions teacher."

Except for a few students such as Harry who knew that Professor Slughorn's upcoming position was Potions teacher, most of them were surprised when they heard about it for the first time.

"Potion class?"

The word echoed throughout the auditorium, and everyone wondered if they had heard it wrong.

"Meanwhile, Professor Snape," Dumbledore raised his voice over the crowd, "will be the teacher of Defence Against the Dark Arts."

Snape sat on the right side of Dumbledore, he did not stand up when he heard Dumbledore mention his name, but raised a hand lazily, indicating that he heard the applause at the Slytherin table sound, while the expressions of the students from the other three colleges were more subtle.

"You said... Will Snape leave Hogwarts after teaching this year's class?" Harry and Ron got together and expressed their guesses or wishes, "Then A job that was cursed by Voldemort. No one lasts more than a year...and all get beaten up by Fish..."

Harry looked at Fish, not far away, with a little hope.

With Maomao's hearing, it is natural to hear Harry's "wish" just now...

Then Fish glared at Harry angrily, because Fish thought he was laughing at him.

Severus and I are good friends, how could I possibly beat him up?

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The cat puffed out her cheeks and turned her head away, ignoring Harry, the bad guy who always wanted to provoke his relationship with Snape and Malfoy.

"At the end of the term, he's probably going back to teach his Potions class again." Ron said rationally, "The guy named Slughorn probably doesn't want to be here for long, and that's what Moody is like... although the Moody Dee is fake."

Harry and the others were not the only ones talking below, and the whole auditorium was talking about the news that Snape had finally got his wish.

Dumbledore didn't seem to realize how sensational the news he just announced was. He didn't say anything about the teaching job. Instead, he cleared his throat. After everyone was quiet, he emphasized the cliché. Consider the current situation.

It's just that compared to last year, this year's students seem less nervous...

After all, in the whole year of last year, except for Fudge, the former minister of wizards in England, nothing happened, and everyone was more or less relaxed.

In fact, most of the students at Hogwarts would have thought Harry and Dumbledore were talking nonsense from the start, had it not been for their trust in Fish.

Dumbledore's blue eyes swept across all the students, keenly aware of their current state of mind, but he did not say anything more, but smiled again.

"Okay, your beds are waiting for you, as warm and comfortable as you expect, and I know your priority now is to rest and get ready for class tomorrow. So let's say 'good night'. All!"

Dumbledore ended again in an inexplicable way, and left the Great Hall with the professors.

Fish wanted to catch up immediately, but Hermione stopped him.

"We have to bring the freshman back to the dormitory." She whispered in the cat's ear: "Professor Dumbledore's fingers have not changed, and it seems that Professor Snape's medicine has no effect, so you don't have to worry. ."

Mao Mao was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered what he had said before to fool Hermione, so he quickly stopped, shaking his head and making a lazy look.

"Fix can return the prefect badge back, meow?"

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"If you're not afraid of Minerva getting angry."

"...That's it..."

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