This Hogwarts is not normal

Harry had a dream,

He dreamed that he was being protected by his parents.

"Avada Kedavra--"

The dazzling green light took away the lives of James and Lily, and also left a scar on his forehead that would never heal.

"No, this is impossible-" The murderer of his parents was carried away by the wind like ashes.

Harry could never forget this ugly face.

It's him!

It's that person!

Voldemort!

The scar was like a pain engraved deep in his soul, unable to stop Harry's overwhelming hatred.

One day, there will be a life and death duel between them.

So until then, you must live well.

Wake up quickly, this is just a nightmare.

Finally, Harry opened his eyes.

This is a blurry white world.

It’s the ceiling of the school hospital!

He stretched out his hand, trying to find something.

"Harry?" A very familiar voice sounded.

"Is this what you're looking for?"

The glasses were gently placed on the bridge of Harry's nose.

Ron, Vincent, Hermione, George, Fred...

Concerned faces reflected Harry's green eyes.

He sat up with Ron's help and said, "Everyone is here."

There is nothing serious about my body, I just feel a little tired.

Hermione seemed to want to say something, but Vincent held him down and shook his head at her.

George and Fred came to the bedside to ask questions.

After Harry said it was okay for an unknown number of times, he suddenly thought of something,

"By the way, how was the game? Did we win?"

Vincent coughed slightly, and Hermione softened her expression slightly.

There was a little resentment in her eyes.

"Of course we won!" the twins said in fluent voices about the situation at that time.

When Harry fainted and just fell, Dumbledore had already activated the slowing spell that he had been preparing for a long time.

Finally, it landed smoothly without even splashing muddy water.

Slytherin completely lost this time and was convinced of his defeat.

Draco unusually didn't say a few words of ridicule, and just watched silently as Harry was taken to the school hospital.

The dementor army was completely driven out of Hogwarts soon after, including the two unlucky guys guarding the gate.

The people from the Ministry of Magic had just left, and one could tell from Fudge's black face that Dumbledore was exerting considerable pressure.

Hogwarts is just a magic school, and the dementors just come and wander around every three days, but this time they dare to go out in full force.

If we don't give the Ministry of Magic some strength to take it seriously, something even more terrifying might happen one day.

Ron curled his lips, "Malfoy is just a despicable person who can't afford to lose. He is probably planning something else."

Harry suddenly became unhappy.

When you open your mouth, it smells like you haven't brushed your teeth. I hope it's not so disgusting that you can't stand it.

Although the game was won, the price paid was not just that.

Ron held up a broomstick that was broken into two parts.

This is Harry's broom named "Gwendo". It looks like it can't be repaired.

Vincent comforted him a few words, but couldn't stand the resentful look in his eyes and left first.

Hermione followed quietly, and when she reached the stairwell, she suddenly stopped in front of him.

"You almost died today!"

Harry suffered from the dementors, and Vincent suffered from cracks because the beta could not withstand high-intensity use.

The situation at that time was also quite thrilling. It fell straight down and then suddenly stabilized, and it went back and forth several times.

Hermione was so scared that she cried, and ran over as soon as she landed safely.

He was obviously so tired that he was staggering and about to collapse, but he still managed to hold on until now.

Vincent was speechless.

I opened my mouth to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

"Forget it." Hermione stepped back and supported his arm.

"The appearance of the dementors should be just an accident. If it hadn't been so long ago, I would have to find out the reason."

It's a good thing that someone cares, let alone a girl.

Vincent obediently allowed her to help him go upstairs.

If you look carefully, Hermione actually looks pretty good dressed up.

Now she doesn't have her usual strong nerdy aura, she just looks like an ordinary girl having a bad temper.

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ministry of magic,

An anxious Fudge was dealing with stacks of complaint letters.

Such a big thing happened in Hogwarts today, and he couldn't suppress it even if he wanted to.

Before Dumbledore could completely solve the problem, the pressure from students' parents and all walks of life came again.

After opening an unknown number of letters, it actually flew up and turned into a mouth.

"Fudge, you idiot! You can't handle the dementors! You might as well just apologize and step down..."

It turned out to be a rant letter, and it was anonymous.

Being scolded for no apparent reason made my already extremely bad mood even worse.

When the half-empty mouth automatically burned up, Fudge took a deep breath before continuing to open the letter.

Outside the minister's office,

A group of senior Ministry of Magic officials winked at each other.

Umbridge volunteered and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

His tone was extremely impatient, as if he was about to explode at any moment.

Umbridge left a confident look in her eyes, held her head high, opened the door and walked into the office.

Fudge was writing a reply without raising his head, "If you have anything to say, please tell me immediately."

With what she thought was a sweet smile on her face, she bent down in an extremely flattering manner, "Minister, the results of the Aurors' investigation are out."

Then he handed over a roll of magically encrypted parchment.

Fudge sat up straight, only looking at the results of the investigation, without even looking at her.

Based on the past experiences of the Aurors, there are two main possibilities for what happened today.

1. The Quidditch competition at Hogwarts is very lively, and even a violent storm cannot dampen their enthusiasm.

Such a sweet and delicious positive emotion, how could the Dementors miss it?

Second, the evil Death Eater Sirius Black has successfully lurked into Hogwarts with the intention of harming the savior Harry Potter.

Fudge's lips trembled slightly and he closed the parchment, "I understand."

Umbridge bent down and rubbed her little hands, "Mr. Minister, I think our ministry must make all preparations."

"Oh?" Fudge took the pen and continued to write a reply, "Tell me what you think."

"Yes, Mr. Minister."

Dementors are creatures of darkness after all, and it is impossible to reason with them.

Since the prison breakers may have lurked into Hogwarts, it is reasonable to hand over the guarding task to the Ministry of Magic.

"Huh?" Fudge was confused for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The Ministry of Magic actively intervened, just enough to silence the parents and the outside world.

No matter how reluctant Dumbledore was, he could only agree obediently.

And this is a good opportunity to legitimately join Hogwarts.

If you miss this time, you don’t know how long you have to wait.

Umbridge immediately smiled when she saw this.

How could she not understand the thoughts of her own minister?

Crises are also opportunities.

Fudge has such a strong desire to control, so of course he will not allow things beyond his control to exist in the magical world.

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