Chapter 1700

"Damn it! Let them run, not one of them

Before long, the angry Hermione came back with the gun, stomping on her heel, and the professor complained.

Without Voldemort, the men had no spirit to fight to the end. When Hermione was going to capture the prisoners with the infantry counter charge, they left with the door keys they had prepared.

Except for a few fallen masks, there was not even a wand in the booty that could be used to identify the wizard.

The return on this investment is not as good as hunting in Africa. After all, even if a gazelle is killed, it can still eat a few mouthfuls of meat.

"Not angry, not angry." Su Ming touched her head and smoothed her hair. She ignored Sirius and Weasley, who had been in a daze since the tank opened fire. "I know a scientist with a coquettish moustache. In the future, I'll ask him to make you some miniature medium bullets to play with, so that none of the Death Eaters can run away."

"Do you know what a bullet is?" Hermione rolled her eyes and took off her big hand from her head.

"All in all, your mission is not over." Su Ming digs off the topic and points to the protected old and weak women and children: "the staff of the Ministry of magic and Professor Hogwarts have gone to catch grinderwood. You have to be responsible for counting the survivors here, then pacifying and settling down, arranging the following duty tasks for the followers, a lot of things."

Miss Granger's face became more serious, and she nodded, "I see, but what kind of man is grinderwood worth so many people chasing?"

Su Ming can't say, "the old man who taught you the black magic is the old man." so he touched his beard and pretended to be confused: "do you think I'm old? How can I know about the older generation? "

Hermione thought that there was nothing wrong with her. Her professor looked like she was in her twenties. I didn't know it was normal.

But she still looked at the teacher scornfully:

"then you always boast that you know everything?"

"What? What about scholars? Can that be called bragging? Now, I'll teach you how to write fennel in Chinese... "The professor's expression was a little flustered. She said something she didn't understand, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"A little bit!" The little girl spat out her tongue and ran away laughing.

Dumbledore, in the end, they still did not catch Greenwood, or even the shadow. They wanted to capture a master of illusionism who had experienced many battles with dozens of people in the dark forest in the middle of the night?

It's better to go home early to wash and sleep. After all, there is everything in my dream.

Old Deng also felt that the other party would at least come out to see him. After everyone turned back, he remained alone in the woods for a long time, but Greenwood did not show up to meet him.

This made the headmaster a little sad.

It is those who know that the phantom movement is blocked, but still forced to launch transmission themselves. These people may still be trapped in a wall or mountain in a corner of the world, temporarily missing, but it will not be long before the death toll.

"At present, the pursuit of Death Eaters is still in progress, but there is no progress. Minister fudge calls on everyone to keep calm. The man who can not be mentioned has already died, and the remaining sins of Death Eaters should not be worried..."

Miss Granger, sitting at the table of Ravenclaw, sighed, closed the newspaper in her hand and put it aside, and raised the milk in front of her. The morning sun was like a soft hand, brushing the little girl's long brown hair, and her eyelashes quivered lovingly.

"I knew it would be unsafe that day, I knew in advance."

Luna picked up Hermione's newspaper. When everyone thought she was going to read it, she quickly rolled it into a paper tube. She picked it up with both hands and whispered in her mouth and Hermione's ear:

"a large number of harassment flies came to the southwest of England one month before the competition started. I heard that they would make people unable to think normally Test. As a large-scale event involving more than 100000 people, it's definitely not a good thing that people there can't be rational and calm. "

Hermione removed the newspaper roll from her ear and put her head on Luna's shoulder: "it was a Quidditch game. You can't expect the fans to calm down."

"It doesn't matter. I don't like Quidditch anyway."

Luna still has no focus. She seems to be looking at the milk in Hermione's cup. Just when the girl thought she wanted to drink, she asked for a cup of carrot juice:

"I told my father about my speculation, and he put this warning on" singing the opposite ". People were laughing in advance, but afterwards they stopped laughing. There were several groups of magic ministry People have been to our house and they've turned everything upside down because they suspect that my dad knew about the attack in advance and that he was an alliance of Death Eaters

"How can they do this?" Hermione sat up straight with an uneven look on her face: "I will visit Susan's aunt and ask the director of the Department of magic and law enforcement to restrain the behavior of her Aurors. There is absolutely no problem in your family. I can vouch for you."Luna is still that plain look: "thank you, do you want the second generation of anti curse glasses?"

Hermione laughed and shook her head: "don't pay me back. We are friends. This is what I should do."

"Well, Joo."

Luna gave Hermione a kiss on the face, drank the radish juice without expression, and began to read the newspaper.

Just then, Dumbledore appeared in the dining room, followed by professors.

He pointed his wand to his throat and cleared his throat to make sure that everyone could hear his voice: "students, there was some change in the" top three "announced after the branch ceremony last night....

Ron's eyes widened on Gryffindor's table and said to Harry excitedly," sure enough, I knew that the world cup could not be made bigger after a big event The Quidditch competition is coming back

I didn't expect that the next sentence of the headmaster broke his illusion: "we also said last night that this is a competition jointly held by our three close schools, but in the trend of international unity, it has obviously not kept up with the times... With the approval of the International Federation of witches, from this year on, the competition among the top three has been changed to that of the top ten, from ten famous schools in the world The school participated together, and the first session was held in Hogwarts... "

next, the principal said something that Ron couldn't hear. He opened his mouth and his ears were buzzing.

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