Chapter 580： event impact

It's been three days since the hordes of Infernal corpses swarmed the playground, but the Hogwarts students still enjoyed talking about what happened that night.

Those students who have first-hand information, cleaned the Inferi, or participated in supporting the village of Hogsmeade are the most sought after. No matter where they go, they will be followed by a group of students who inquire about specific details, the lounge, the stairway , classrooms, libraries are full of people telling what they witnessed.

"We started from the school and cleared hundreds of Inferi and a dozen dementors along the way. When we came down from the sky and appeared in Hogsmeade, the expressions on those people's faces were amazing! Alright," said a senior.

"It's amazing." Someone around said admiringly.

"How did you catch the dementors?" another student asked sharply. "I remember the Patronus can only banish them?"

"Using a capture cage," the man said in a high voice, seeming to be glad that the question was asked, "it's a portable device that looks like a biting teacup, but it's definitely not the same, you drive the dementors in They won't be able to come out after that."

"According to the Auror surnamed Tonks, this thing was researched by Professor Hepp." He whispered pretending to be mysterious. .

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

"Okay, please let me go. I have to find my partner and ask if the school has sent a search for the forbidden forest." The student waved his hand in a reserved manner, "You know, there is a possibility there. There are a few werewolves hiding"

The people around watched him leave with awe.

Afterwards, a variety of news came out, and someone described the broken mountain in the suburbs of Hogsmeade in detail, "When we arrived, there were still crucible-sized stones rolling down, but the sand was too strong to see the whole picture. "

The members of the Magic Painting Club made an appointment to visit the site during Valentine's Day's Hogsmeade weekend and collaborate on a work. Hearing that they are pulling investment everywhere, as long as seven xikes can leave a place in that magnificent masterpiece, many people are moved.

Others quietly revealed that more than a dozen corpses were pulled from the Pig's Head Bar, "It's closed now, and something unfortunate may have happened."

"I only know that Professor Moody stuffed a dozen dark wizards into the dungeon of the castle, although they moved away that night." A Slytherin student said, "The place where the dark wizards are kept is very close to our lounge. , many people saw it."

"Don't you live in the dungeon?" Someone asked inexplicably.

"That's different," the Slytherin student retorted angrily. "Our lounge just looks like a dungeon!"

"Tsk tsk, you haven't thought about adding some decorations for so many years?"

"We installed magic lights"

"Oh."

It's breakfast time now, and Felix is ​​having breakfast in the auditorium. He opened the newspaper of the day, and the front page photo was of Ms. Burns speaking, but in fact this happened two days ago, the day after the attack, and this photo may have been chosen more to improve sales.

He took a quick look at the above:

"A spokesman for Wizengamore said that preparations had already begun and that those prisoners included a considerable number of foreign wizards, which may attract observers from the International Confederation of Wizards. In addition, official letters were sent from the Ministry of Magic of some countries asking whether their country could be extradited. Wizards, after being sternly rejected by Ms. Burns, they applied to participate in the trial process. Although the specific trial date has not yet been set, we at least know where the main source of the large-scale attack planned by the mysterious man came from."

The second edition describes how to deal with an exposure crisis, "in the eyes of Muggles it would be an underground gas line leak."

The third edition mentions that the sword castle has been restored to its original state, and includes a photo where Felix sees Percy looking around, and straightens his tie in all seriousness when someone notices him;

The tofu block chapter in the middle of the fourth and fifth editions introduces that "Fried-tail snail farm has been put into operation", Felix is ​​not sure if this is an advertisement;

The eighth edition is the news that the anti-curse series products have become designated equipment of the Ministry of Magic;

The ninth edition saw members of the Shafiq family cut the ribbon for a shop

Felix put down the newspaper, quickly finished his plate, and as he passed the foyer, he saw the Weasley twins leading the members of the school rules club they had formed out of the castle.

"Remember, this operation may be dangerous, but we swear that those who guard the school rules club will not be afraid," Fred exclaimed.

"What are we going to do?" a junior student asked timidly.

"Didn't we talk about it?" Fred looked at George, who shrugged at him. "Okay, we're going to the Black Lake. You know, Yin Zombies are not afraid of water. There may be fish that slip through the net and hide at the bottom of the lake. They are taking a leisurely walk at the moment."

"But I heard," the student who asked the question swallowed, "the professors have joined the student union, the magic club, the frontline watch station and volunteers to check the school several times." His voice was straight in the twins. The gaze is getting lower and lower.

"You know, you remind me of our little brother Ron."

The underclassman's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "You mean Ron Weasley? Harry Potter's right-hand man? Oh, what an honor."

Fred and George looked at each other, dumbfounded.

"Is he so famous now?" George asked. "We're not in someone's dream, are we? I mean, could it be a side effect of the Daydream Charm?"

"Impossible," Fred said negatively. "I would have rejected that dream from the beginning, thinking it would not sell."

Meanwhile, Harry, Ron and Hermione were walking down the stone steps, intending to visit Hagrid.

"Is Mafalda all right? What did Madam Pomfrey say?" Harry asked.

"It's okay," Hermione said. "She's got Confusion and Stunning Charms. She'll be fine in two days."

"Except for a bald patch of hair, I'm embarrassed to come out and meet people," Ron smiled a little gloating. "Umbridge has done enough. You'll have to see her in a few days."

Below the castle, the snow melted. A layer of sprouts appeared on the lawn, and after a while, it would be completely covered with gray soil. They crossed the vegetable patch, and in the distance, they saw Muggle Professor Bubbage coming out of a greenhouse, wearing a thick hat and a dirty apron around her waist. She was all grey~www.novelhall. com~ At first glance, Harry thought that Professor Sprout had lost weight. But he could only think in his heart, never say that to a Hufflepuff student.

A dozen or so students stood near Hagrid's hut, chattering with expressions of excitement and fear on their faces. The three circled curiously to the back of the hut and found Hagrid training Grapp to carry things.

"Grapp wants to eat!" the giant roared.

"I'll give it to you when it's done," Hagrid called, pointing to a pile of rocks on the ground with a huge pumpkin tucked under his other arm. "Hi, hello!" He greeted Harry, Ron, and Hermione warmly when he saw him, "I'm teaching him chores, starting with the basics, you see."

"Watch out! Hagrid!" Hermione called suddenly.

Hagrid turned his head sharply and was knocked to the ground by a punch, and Harry felt the ground shake. Fortunately, Grapp did not continue to attack. He retracted his dirty fist and picked up the pumpkin from Hagrid's arms, as if he was holding a large apple.

The little wizards who were watching had already run away screaming, Harry guessed they were terrified enough.

Hagrid sat up from the ground, clutching his nose. "Oh, still no. I shouldn't be walking around in front of him with food."

The three looked at each other, and Harry summoned his courage and said, "Hagrid, are you going to let little Grapp move in with you?"

"I did think so, but it doesn't seem to work now, so I plan to build a house in the forbidden forest."

"Do centaurs agree?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"Who cares about those mules!" said Hagrid angrily, nosebleed oozing from his fingertips. "Don't get excited, Hagrid!" Ron cried. Hagrid waved his other hand. "The Forbidden Forest isn't theirs. Anyone who wants to live can live there!"