I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 326 Final Banquet

Author: Lin Family Dragon Girl

Chapter 326 Final Banquet

Harry was slurping his pie when he suddenly heard Hagrid ask: "Are you sure you're really okay?"

"Should...be okay?" This sudden question gave Harry a start, and he even hesitated a little - should I be okay?

Actually this can be good.

"You must be bad, but you are always good to me." Hagrid's words were like a subtle twist. If he hadn't known what he was like, Harry might have mistakenly thought that he was being yin and yang.

Harry didn't say anything, and he didn't know how to answer the question, so he just kept silent.

"I knew he would come back," Hagrid said. Harry, Ron and Hermione all looked up at him in surprise. Louis looked calmer and was still silently moving the rock cake to Chromie's space.

Vomiting.

He still took care of Hagrid's mood to a certain extent, lest he think that he disliked his cake... Of course, he just didn't meet Chromie.

You can imagine how wonderful Chromie's expression will be when he cleans up his personal space.

Chromie: It is true that I am not a human, but you are also a real dog...

Hagrid continued: "I've known it all these years, Harry. I know he's out there, biding his time. This is going to happen. Well, now that it's happened, we have to admit it. We have to fight.

We can prevent him from gaining power and dominating the world. That was Dumbledore's plan...Dumbledore, he is such an amazing man. As long as he is here, I don't worry too much."

Seeing the suspicious expressions on the faces of the three of them, Hagrid raised his shaggy eyebrows. "There's no use sitting around and worrying," he said, "What's coming will eventually come, and we'll accept it when it comes. Ha."

Leigh, Dumbledore told me what you did."

Hagrid looked at Harry, his chest heaving violently: "If your father was still alive, he would do the same thing. This is the highest praise I can give you."

Harry smiled back at Hagrid. This was the first smile on his face in these days.

"What did Dumbledore ask you to do, Hagrid?" Harry suddenly asked, "That night, he sent Professor McGonagall to ask you and Madam Maxime to see him."

"Find me something to do this summer," Hagrid said, "but it's confidential. I can't tell, not even to you. Olim - oh, that's what you call Maxim

Madam Yiyi may do it with me...well, I think she will, it seems that I have convinced her."

"Can I ask, does this have anything to do with Voldemort?" Harry asked curiously.

Hagrid shrank back in fear when he heard the name.

"Probably." He said vaguely: "Which one of you is willing to follow me to see the last blast-ended snail?" Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, he quickly said: "I'm kidding - I

You're kidding...Hey! Don't run away!"

Unfortunately, he said it too late. When he heard the name of the squid, the three children saw that something was wrong and ran away.

Hagrid looked back at Louis and said with a smile: "Hey, Louis, it's better for you..."

The smile froze on his face, because Louis disappeared into Hagrid's hut calmly.

Just kidding, to hell with Hagrid's Blast-Ended Skrewts, they smell so bad that no one would want to see them...

Hagrid's hobbies are very strange and cannot be controlled by ordinary people. Of course, Louis cannot appreciate his aesthetics, so he can only run away, as embarrassed as he wants.

The holiday soon came, and celebrations were unavoidable - the news of Voldemort's return did not spread in Hogwarts, and no one publicized much about why Harry disappeared, what happened in the game, and everyone still

Everyone thought something had gone wrong.

It was the same as the usual leaving party - well, actually it was different. It was usually decorated with green Slytherin every year, but this year Dumbledore stopped pretending. He singled out Gryffindor and showed off his cards.

The auditorium was decorated with the red color representing Gryffindor, and a roaring lion curtain hung behind the staff desk. You knew without looking that this year's champion would definitely be Gryffindor - even if the house points were far ahead by 300 points.

It's a sure thing - after all, who made Harry of Gryffindor win the Triwizard Tournament?

The real Mad-Eye Moody now sat at the staff table, his wooden legs and enchanted eyes back in their original positions. He looked extremely nervous and seemed to jump every time anyone spoke to him.

Looks the same.

This can't be blamed on him. After all, Moody was locked in his box for several months, which must have aggravated his fear of being attacked.

When Louis walked in, he happened to see Karkaroff's seat empty. As the duck students sat down, they secretly wondered where Karkaroff was at the moment and that his mission in Durmstrang had been completed.

How was he doing? I don't know if Voldemort harassed him like a stalking idiot.

Madame Maxime was still there, sitting next to Hagrid. They were talking quietly about something. On the other side of the table, sitting next to Professor McGonagall was Snape. When Louis looked at him, Snape had a blank expression.

She nodded at him expressively. Judging from his expression, he must be unhappy that Gryffindor House won the House Cup.

Sirius, who was a big fan of Gryffindor, was sitting next to him. Today he was wearing crisp clothes and dressed up brightly. On the one hand, it was to celebrate Harry's victory, and on the other hand, it was to celebrate Gryffindor.

Duo finally won the Academy Cup - in the end, it was also because of his love for beauty. From the perspective of dressing himself up, Sirius must be several levels better than Snape.

Emma and Ye Ziyan were sitting on the edge of the faculty seats, whispering, looking up and scanning the people in the auditorium while chatting. Especially after seeing Lewis, the two even started to laugh.

Louis looked left and right, not knowing what the two of them were laughing at - he was sure that at least his clothes were not worn inside out. First of all, Sakuya would not cheat him like this, and secondly, he did not feel a mysterious force coming from him.

Grabbing his own throat.

He didn't think much, and sat in the Slytherin seat with Catherine and Krisstrasa.

"I will graduate as soon as next year..." Catherine suddenly said with some sadness.

Only then did Louis realize that Catherine was two years older than him - it seemed that he had to find a way to keep her in school to teach, or... to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Anyway, Tom's curse has long been broken.

Okay, haven’t you been doing well after being a part-timer for so many years?

Besides, Chromie had already seen it, and the curse was indeed broken by a mysterious and powerful force, so he didn't worry about being a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Thinking of this, Louis put his hand on her shoulder and asked softly: "Then have you ever considered staying in school to teach? In fact, it's quite good in school... Anyway, there is not much difference between staying in school and outside."

"This is an unimagined path." Catherine thought about it carefully and found that there was nothing wrong with it. She then said with a smile: "It's still a year away anyway, so I'm not in a hurry to think about it now."

"Of course I'm anxious." Louis said immediately, glaring at Catherine, "Are you going to leave me alone in school? I haven't seen it before, but you are so cruel."

Catherine raised the corners of her lips and whispered in his ear: "So, you couldn't bear to let me go, so you kept me teaching in the school?"

"Of course." Louis said without blushing or heartbeat, and he didn't feel anything to be embarrassed about - now his face is much thicker than before, it can be said that the thickness of his face has increased by at least several orders of magnitude, "So

, are you really going to cruelly leave me alone in school?"

"Humph, since you begged me sincerely, then I will reluctantly agree to it." Catherine said, stretching out her slender hand to scratch Louis' chin, "As long as Mr. Xiaolu is obedient and the request is not excessive, I will definitely do it.

Satisfy you.”

"Then what is excessive?" Louis became interested and whispered two words into Catherine's ear. Catherine's face turned red instantly, and even her neck was stained with fiery red clouds.

She gave Louis a hard look, stretched out her hand to pinch the soft flesh of his waist, but she couldn't help but think about what Louis just said.

How about... try it when you get home? In fact, she felt a little itchy in her heart.

Catherine was lost in thought when Professor Dumbledore suddenly stood up from the staff table, interrupting her train of thought. The noise in the auditorium instantly fell silent and became silent.

"Another year," Dumbledore looked at everyone and said, "It's over..."

He looked at Harry, smiled and nodded slightly: "In this year, we have experienced a lot, held a grand competition that has not been seen in a century, and witnessed the birth of a new champion... This is why I want to decorate the auditorium

Become the gold and red color of Gryffindor - after discussion and decision by the school professors, in order for Harry Potter to win the Triwizard Tournament, Gryffindor will add one thousand points!"

The words were like the words of a little boy over Hiroshima, instantly detonating the entire auditorium. All the students stood up and cheered for Harry - this was not only the honor of Gryffindor House, but also the honor of Hogwarts - after the other two

In the hands of the school's powerful players, the champion of the Triwizard Tournament was left in Hogwarts.

Even Catherine applauded Harry. In fact, she didn't particularly care about this champion, she just cared more about Louis.

Cedric was the one who cheered the loudest - what he didn't know was that in another timeline, the decoration in the auditorium would be gray and black, and everyone would mourn his death.

But now at least he's alive, right?

There were nervous murmurs in the auditorium. Everyone stared at Dumbledore in horror and disbelief. Only Harry in the Gryffindor seat and Draco in the Slytherin seat looked very calm, looking at

Their murmurs gradually fell into silence.

Harry saw it with his own eyes, and Draco...well, Draco also heard about it, his father said it.

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't want me to tell you this." Dumbledore continued, "Some parents may be shocked by what I did - either because they can't believe that Voldemort is really back, or because they think

I shouldn't tell you this, after all, you are still young. However, I believe that telling the truth is always better than lying. If we try to describe the episode of the final as an accident, it will be a disservice to us.

Such an insult - this was a planned, premeditated and organized vicious event carefully planned by the Death Eaters, which directly led to Voldemort's resurrection."

At this time, every face in the auditorium turned towards Dumbledore, with shock and fear written on every face.

"When talking about Voldemort, there is another person who must be mentioned," Dumbledore continued. "Of course, I mean Harry Potter."

There was a commotion in the auditorium, and many people turned their heads to look at Harry, then quickly turned back and continued to look at Dumbledore.

"Harry Potter once again escaped the clutches of Voldemort," Dumbledore's eyes were gleaming. "He was brave and fearless, inheriting the excellent qualities of Gryffindor. When he was surrounded by Death Eaters,

, and in the face of Voldemort's power, he not only did not give in, but also had the courage to resist. He faced Voldemort's challenge head-on. He showed a fearless spirit in all aspects. Few wizards can face Voldemort's power.

He was able to show this spirit, and for that, I have my sincere respect for him."

Dumbledore turned to Harry seriously and raised his goblet again. Almost everyone in the auditorium did the same, murmuring Harry's name and toasting him.

After everyone sat down again, Dumbledore said again: "The purpose of the Triwizard Tournament is to enhance and promote mutual understanding in the wizarding world - in view of what is happening now - in view of Voldemort's resurrection, this connection is greater than any before.

All times are important.”

Dumbledore looked at Madame Maxime and Hagrid, at Fleur Delacour and her Beauxbatons alumni, and at Viktor Krum and De

Armstrong's classmate Krum seemed very nervous, even a little scared, as if he thought Dumbledore would say some harsh words.

"Every guest in this hall," Dumbledore said, his gaze resting on Durmstrang's classmates, "is welcome to come back at any time. I say this to you all again.

——In view of Voldemort’s resurrection, we will only be strong if we are united. If we are divided, we will be vulnerable. Voldemort’s methods of creating conflict and hostility are very clever. Only by showing the same unbreakable friendship and trust can we fight against him to the end...

…As long as we have the same goal and an open mind, differences in habits and language will not be an obstacle!”

Dumbledore's speech was full of passion, but he seemed to have forgotten this point - the words "unbreakable" are a bit... emmm, a bit silly. The last one who claimed to be unbreakable has already failed itself.

(End of chapter)