The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"It's a Howler letter!"

"Grandma must be upset that I was sorted into Slytherin."

Neville frantically removed the red envelope.

Harry asked strangely, "What is a Howler letter?"

Sabini snorted and said with a smile: "Look, everyone, Longbottom has received a roaring letter."

"I have to open it right away, Harry. Otherwise something terrible will happen." Neville opened the letter, and a hoarse voice came out immediately.

"Neville Longbottom!"

The sound seemed to pass through the ceiling, making Harry's ears hurt.

But he recognized that it was the voice of an old man.

"My grandma." Neville made a helpless gesture.

The red envelope was like a mouth, flying to Neville, opening and closing, as if Neville's grandma had possessed her.

"I heard you were sorted into Slytherin and didn't sleep well all night!"

"Our whole family is Gryffindor, it's a conspiracy that you were sent to Slytherin!"

"I'm writing to Dumbledore to ask for re-sorting!"

The letter was finished quickly, Neville covered his forehead and hid his face in his hands, while Zabini beside him was out of breath from laughing.

Harry defended Neville, "Sabini, has your mouth been turned into a trumpet?"

Zabini and Harry immediately started arguing, and a louder voice from the Gryffindor table spread across the Great Hall.

"Ronald Weasley!!!"

At first people thought it was an explosion. The loud noise filled the auditorium and knocked the dust off the ceiling.

The deafening roar immediately focused everyone's attention.

A red letter, exactly the same as Neville's, was a Howler letter.

At this moment, he aimed at Ron and babbled out what Mrs. Weasley said.

"Cursed, I think you deserve it!!! I was wondering when Professor Dumbledore informed us, but now I know that you stole the earring of the Egyptian princess!"

"You must want to deny it. I see through you, Ron, you are a thief who loves to take advantage! I found it in your coat pocket while washing clothes, earrings! You can't deny it!"

"If the princess doesn't curse, who do you curse?"

Ron's face was bloodless, his eyes were dull, but his trembling left and right hands showed that he was flustered inside.

Everyone's contemptuous and weird eyes focused on Ron. Seamus and Dean seemed to know Ron again.

When they first heard that Ron was cursed, everyone sympathized with him, but now, the sympathy is gone.

The wizard claims to be noble and elegant, but what Ron has done is a complete thief!

Ron pursed his lips and clenched his teeth, hoping that the howling letter would end soon.

However.

"Percy wrote to me last night."

Mrs. Weasley must have been pissed off, talking in broken bits, but a hundred times louder than usual, rattling plates and spoons on the table, and echoing from the four stone walls was deafening.

"You did such an obscene thing!"

"You have lost all of our face! You probably never thought about how your father and I felt when we found out...

I wouldn't be surprised if they fired you! Let's see how I deal with you then! "

"Your dad and I nearly died of shame. We worked so hard to bring you up, we didn't expect you to do something like this!!!"

"Ron Weasley, you go and admit your mistake obediently! Otherwise we will bring you back!"

The roaring stopped, and the sound was still buzzing in my ears. The red envelope that had fallen from Ron's hand caught fire, curling and turning into ashes.

Ron sat blankly, and the next second there was a wave of laughter in the auditorium.

The three of Pansy laughed so hard, Neville was grateful to Ron for saving him, and Harry realized for the first time that there was a freshman worse than himself.

Harry regained his balance in an instant.

Of all the students in the auditorium, only Draco wasn't smiling.

"Draco, Mom knows you were sorted into Gryffindor. It doesn't matter, no matter which house you are in, you will always be my son and the pride of the Malfoy family..."

Draco read the letter from Narcissa, his eyes gradually clouded with mist.

But the last paragraph of the letter: "Draco, Mom hopes that you and Moriarty can have a good relationship, we all listen to your uncle Moriarty..."

Draco immediately became tangled, his right hand clenched into a fist and then opened, and then clenched into a fist again...

William took Draco's performance into his eyes.

"Emotions are the perfect catalyst for dark wizards, killing your father and taking your mother's revenge is the potion to ripen you!"

Voldemort was thrilled.

"Draco Malfoy, you will definitely be the first batch of Death Eaters after the Dark Lord is resurrected!"

With William gone, Voldemort has a new plan.

Stealing the Sorcerer's Stone alone is still too much work.

Voldemort chose two helpers.

Ron and Draco.

"Hahaha, Dumbledore, Moriarty, can't you think of it? The resurrection of the two Gryffindors is the key to the resurrection of the Dark Lord!"

"Ron...huh, inferiority complex and jealousy are always sharp weapons to manipulate people's hearts."

Voldemort didn't take Ron seriously, he had a hundred ways to play with a little boy like Ron in applause.

"As for Draco Malfoy..."

"Resurrect Lucius, he will make a choice, right?"

While Voldemort was scheming, he went back to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office to prepare for the lesson.

In the afternoon there was a Defense Against the Dark Arts class for the first graders.

"Before the idiot Ron is fired, get him under control!"

In the afternoon, Voldemort's plan went ahead as scheduled, and Ron was given the long-lost care and attention in class.

Ron quickly regarded Professor William as his idol and confidant, and even William didn't mind graduating from Slytherin.

Draco was very disappointed. He thought William would take care of him, but he didn't expect to take care of Ron.

Meanwhile, an empty classroom on the second floor.

At this time, the seat was full of young wizards, including students from the four colleges, most of them were first-year and second-year students, and only a small number of senior students were maintaining order.

On the podium, Soldaya delivered a speech.

"Carrying Hermesism, living up to the name of Hogwarts."

"This is the registration meeting for the Hermes Society, the only alchemy society in Hogwarts."

"The founder is Mr. Moriarty. Is there anyone who doesn't know Mr. Moriarty? You don't know Mr. Moriarty at Hogwarts, just like the Jews don't know Jerusalem."

Soldaya talked eloquently and introduced the Hermes Club to the junior students.

Among the little wizards below, Hermione sat in the back seat.

"Sister Penello, your club is so good, can I be selected?"

Hermione whispered that although she had memorized her first grade textbook, alchemy was obviously not a rote course.

Penello looked at Hermione with a smile, "Believe in yourself and show your performance in Potions class."

"I've heard it all. In the first Potions class yesterday afternoon, you answered all of Professor Snape's questions and earned 5 points for the college. Professor Snape doesn't give you points easily. Without exception, the students who get scores from Professor Pu are not excellent students."

Hermione took a few deep breaths, and her nervousness eased, "Of course I will, Senior Penello, look well, I must be the first freshman selected by Ravenclaw."

"Not only that, we Ravenclaws do our best, Hermione, I hope you are the first freshman selected among the four houses."

Penello is very gentle to Hermione, because Hermione reminds her of herself when she just entered school.

This time I also brought Hermione to the registration meeting of the Hermes Society, which was founded by Moriarty, and Penello felt that there were only benefits and no harm to Hermione.

Penello analyzed the competitors for Hermione again: "Neville and Draco will definitely come to sign up too, you don't have to worry about Neville, although he is Moriarty's disciple, he obviously didn't learn that Moriarty is Magical manipulations in potions and alchemy."

"Draco, on the other hand, is very talented in this area. Oh, and Hannah of Hufflepuff! She's a big threat. Look, here they come!"

Penello looked towards the door, Tonks walked in with Hannah, and Penello waved at them.

As soon as Tonks appeared on the stage, the two long legs attracted the attention of the audience.

Many students greeted Tonks along the way. Tonks waved his hand and showed a mysterious smile: "Everyone is in high spirits. I bring you some good news. A mysterious guest is coming later."

Penello and Tonks looked at each other and smiled, obviously they both knew who it was.

Tonks and Hannah went to sit next to Penello, and Hermione looked enviously at Hannah's two golden braids.

"Let's get started. Before signing up, let's take a small test."

Soldaya clapped his hands, asked the students to look over, and called out their names: "The first one, Hermione Granger!"

"ah!"

Hermione stood up reflexively, breathed out a sigh of relief, and walked onto the podium.

(Thank you again, Brother Jia Jun for your reward! Thank you~)