Chapter 384

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Ministry of magic urgent notice:

Since the headmaster of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry (albus Percival woolfrick Brian Dumbledore) died for no reason during his term of office, the legal enforcement department of the Ministry of magic will send an additional auro investigation team to Hogwarts to conduct a detailed investigation. Except for normal learning activities, all students are not allowed to leave the castle without permission to avoid accidents.

Signature: Minister of magic, Rufus schlinger

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In addition, the Hogwarts senior investigator informed:

From the date of posting this notice, all organizations, teams, associations and clubs managed by students themselves will be dissolved immediately. If they need to be reorganized, they can send a senior investigator (Professor Dolores Jane Umbridge) to the Ministry of magic to submit an application.

All group activities (more than three persons) without the approval of the senior investigator will not be allowed. If any unauthorized organization or participant is found, he will be dismissed immediately.

The above regulations are in line with "Harry and Ron are standing in the crowd, staring at the second notice. A little pale face is showing a sense of anxiety.

"Well... What about the wizard chess club? It's the most member club in the school at present. I can participate in activities every day!" a third grader looked quite anxious around Harry and Ron.

"Yes! The match will be held soon. I'm going to get a place! It's said that the prize this time is much richer than the past two sessions!" his companion couldn't help crying, "it won't be so ruined..."

"Find Professor McLean! He designed the wizard chess game. He will help us deal with the old witch..."

"I think our Wizard and chess will be fine..." Ron opened his mouth with a gloomy face, which startled the two little wizards.

Yes, Ron, who likes chess, has become a member of the Department with a high number as early as the establishment of the wizard war chess club.

Of course, now he is not in the mood to worry about witches and chess.

"... what a coincidence, don't you think?" Ron turned his head and frowned at Harry.

Harry didn't speak. He just read the two notices over and over again, feeling a little flustered.

He thought he could really learn something useful from Maka. Perhaps under Maka's guidance, he could really hold the Gryffindor sword in his hand again and get the power to kill the fire dragon.

Only in that way can he pick up the courage he left in the top three again, use his own strength to help Maka, protect Hogwarts, and maybe even fight Voldemort.

After all, he could not let go of the dark devil who killed his parents. Only because his strength was really insufficient, in order not to become an obstacle, he endured the pain at the bottom of his heart and kept silent.

However, seeing that the opportunity was coming, Umbridge stood in front of him with a notice. This feeling raised infinite reluctance in his heart.

"... it can't be a coincidence," Harry said angrily, clenching his hands. "She must have known from somewhere!"

"But where did she learn that?" Ron whispered. "When we had a party in the bar? When Hermione chose to pull people? Or... Someone among the participants went to snitch?"

"Who knows?" Harry said a little irritably. "It's possible... Too many possibilities!"

"Zakaris Smith!"

While Harry was angry, Ron suddenly widened his eyes and squeezed the name out of his clenched teeth.

"Yes, he's a little suspicious..." Harry said, frowning, remembering the Yellow haired boy who was quite flashy and noisy in the bar.

But Ron paused first, but then shook his head and said, "or... There may be something wrong with that Michael Connor... That would be too bad! No... I have to find him!"

"Wait!" Harry grabbed Ron.

"What are you doing?" Ron earned. "Let go, Harry!"

"Calm down, you can't just go --" said Harry, looking around at the students looking at them, and then pulling Ron towards the stairs. "Ron, don't move! What are you going to say? Or do you just jump up and beat him without saying anything?"

"That's a good idea!" Ron broke away Harry's hand a little angrily, but he was no longer impulsive. "... well, you're right. Even if the old toad knows, it can't be made public."

If their plan of secretly organizing defense against the dark arts training is publicly exposed, Umbridge really has reason to investigate and deal with it openly, which is definitely not the development trend they want to see.

"So... I'll talk to Ginny later, isn't it?" Ron curled his lips and muttered in annoyance.

"I don't know if Hermione has seen the two notices..." Harry and Ron walked along. "We have to tell her first."

Shortly after Harry and Ron left the hall, Marca appeared behind the crowd. Over the shoulders and heads of the students, he looked at the two notices from a distance. He didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he turned and walked slowly towards the side porch next to the hall.

"Rufus slinger..."

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On the other side, Harry and Ron hurried back to the Gryffindor common room. As soon as they arrived, when they found that Hermione and Ginny were not in the lounge, Ron subconsciously darted to the stairs leading to the bedroom.

"Ron, stop!" Harry shouted quickly without holding one. "That's a woman -"

Before he finished, Ron, who had already run up the spiral staircase, suddenly heard a loud whistle in his ear, and then the staircase softened and turned into a smooth slide.

"Ah --"

Ron had a good toss under his feet and danced to try to keep his balance, but everything seemed to be in vain. Before he could jump a few more times, he fell on the slide and slipped all the way to Harry's feet.

"... that's the girls' bedroom. I'm afraid we can't go up." Harry helped Ron up in tears and laughter.

"Hmm..." Ron said bitterly, covering his nose with one hand and supporting his back with the other. "Merlin is on... My brain must have broken just now!"

Just then, two girls happily slid down the slide.

"Oh - which warrior wants to come up? Let me see -" they jumped up, stared at Harry and Ron and giggled.

"You'll see at a glance, won't you?" Ron said angrily. "Let me see... How old was the last time I played on the slide?"

The two girls didn't care about Ron's anger. They walked around him and continued to giggle towards the hole in the portrait.

"It's not fair!" said Ron discontentedly. "Hermione can go to our bedroom. Why can't we --"

"... isn't that obvious?"

Hermione's voice came faintly from the slide. The next moment, she fell lightly on the blanket in front of her.

"It was mentioned in Hogwarts, a school history that the founder of the school felt that boys were obviously not as reliable as girls in some aspects... Well, why did you want to come up just now?"

"Of course I'm looking for you --" said Ron, lowering his voice again. "You'd better go to the lobby and have a look. Something terrible has happened!"

The three hurried again and took Hermione back to the notice board in the entrance hall of the castle. There were fewer students now, and Hermione easily pushed to the front.

When her eyes flashed up and down, her face immediately dignified a lot. Instead of leaving soon, she carefully reread every sentence in the two notices.

After a while, when Ron and Harry outside the crowd began to worry again, Hermione finally got out of the crowd.

"I think someone must have snitched among the participants!" Ron immediately stepped forward and whispered.

"If so, we'll soon know who the informant is!" said Hermione, shaking her head again. "I'm more worried about something else than the informant."

"You'll know soon? Why?" Ron asked in surprise.

"I put a magic spell on the parchment signed by everyone," Hermione explained softly. "Although I can't embed a better penalty for breach of contract, if there are informers, we will find out!"

"What if someone cracked it?" Harry worried.

"If you can see through the magic spell on the parchment, the other party will not sign the name from the beginning, because signing the name is equivalent to actively forming a contact with the contract magic spell." Hermione gave them a reassuring look. "The magic spell itself is on the parchment. If you want to crack it, you must get it first!"

"So what happens to people who break the contract?" Ron asked eagerly.