Chapter 653： Passionate wizard

Chapter 653: A Passionate Wizard

"Dolores Umbridge!" George said the name softly. "This person should be an opponent of those opposition forces behind him."

"What about Horace Slughorn?" Harry asked curiously.

George recalled, "Horace Slughorn had a good reputation. He was a smart and careful man. He liked to work with the strong, but he would not take the initiative to grab the limelight. His character would not Take the initiative to stand opposite me."

"Do you want to stop those people from continuing to talk about this?"

Hermione watched the growing opposition from the other side with some anxiety in her tone. In this case, almost no one could stand up and support George.

Just now, her doubts and objections were immediately suppressed by the other party in the form of tagging. Now the whole bar is completely opposed to George becoming Hogwarts principal.

"Why stop it? Isn't it fun?" George said lightly, with a hint of interest on his face, observing the performance of those opponents.

"But their opposition will affect your wish to become the principal of Hogwarts!" Hermione reminded in a low voice.

George smiled and said softly, "If their momentum is really big enough to change my mind, I will be very happy to see this scene."

Hermione looked at George with a puzzled face, not trying to understand what medicine he sold in the gourd.

George didn't explain much. In his opinion, any change requires actual action. If those wizards can come up with actions and awareness that are enough to make him change his mind, he doesn't mind changing his mind.

Neither the game nor the future of the entire magic world can become his one-man show. He is happy to see the magical world glow with new power and to see the changes in the magical world, even if these changes are not so good. He also has the confidence to bring those strengths to the trenches he needs.

The worst thing is that there is no other person's indifference. Pushing the entire magic world forward by one person is not fun at all.

Old John said loudly, "We are not against the great George Soros, but we need to be responsible to our children and to our descendants. Our children, our descendants, deserve a better education, Get a more competent principal."

He waved his hand and said excitedly, "We can't just watch, we can't sit idly by. What we need is not silent silence, what we need is a positive response from the Hogwarts board of directors."

He repeated impassionedly, "The Hogwarts board should listen to the voices of the inhabitants of the wizarding world, rather than lazily throwing all the burdens on the great Mr. George Soros."

"At this important moment, the great Mr. George Soros should have more quiet time when focusing on improving his strength."

The old John at this time was like an unyielding fighter, his eyes were burning with fighting spirit, and his heart was shining with justice. This is simply the most glorious moment in his life, everyone is supporting and agreeing with him.

The others waved their arms and responded enthusiastically to Old John. They said loudly, "This is a matter for all of us, this is a matter for our children and our descendants."

A strong sense of responsibility, a strong sense of mission, haunted the hearts of the wizards. At this moment, they seemed to be connected to the heart, holding hands, working together for the same thing and the same idea.

Old John said loudly, "No matter whether the Hogwarts board really cares about the future of the magic world. But we must care about the future of the magic world. In our opinion, at this moment, the principal of Hogwarts needs what He is an authority figure with rich educational experience."

"That's right." Others agreed loudly. "The principal of Hogwarts needs an authority with rich educational experience."

"Maybe we should consider the students' opinions?" Little Walker suggested with some guilty conscience.

As a young wizard not long after graduation, his impression of George is also very good. Think about it, a student younger than him, a younger brother he once met in school, has not only become the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world, but will soon become the principal of Hogwarts.

The thought of this made him very excited. He couldn't help but want to see his classmates becoming the headmaster of Hogwarts.

"Or a great young wizard can better represent the future of the students." Little Walker suggested to others.

No one cared about Little Walker's group speech, they couldn't see him, let alone hear what he said They pushed Little Walker to the side and pushed him from the bar to the middle of the bar.

They exchanged cordial greetings, they talked enthusiastically, they talked about the importance of Hogwarts, and the great mission they shouldered.

Everyone seemed refreshed and eager to try. They are surrounded by a sense of mission that is a heavy responsibility, and a sense of responsibility that determines history makes them feel happy.

At this moment, they are no longer ordinary wizards, they are the ordinary wizards who determine the future of the magic world, they are with the great figures in history, and they are proud.

"The Hogwarts school board must listen to our opinions. The principal of the school should be determined by us. The principal of Hogwarts needs an authority with rich educational experience, just like this"

"It's like" Old John said as an example. He was so excited that he suddenly forgot the name of the principal candidate.

The others looked at Old John with nervous and expectant faces. They were determining the future and history of the magical world at this moment. They are deciding, the principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who has a history of more than a thousand years.

Old John turned his mind anxiously, thinking desperately, what is the name of the principal candidate?

Beads of sweat crawled on his forehead and his whole person became restless.

In the eyes of other people, the burden of the heavy responsibility and the heavy sense of mission have weighed down Old John a little. They immediately empathized with each other, only that the whole bar seemed sultry and irritable. Just like a scorching summer afternoon, humid, steaming heat waves surround them.

They held their breath and didn't dare to gasp loudly. They looked at Old John with expectant eyes, and wanted to hear him say a principal that would make everyone feel like the principal came.

(To be continued.)