The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

0186 He sees him



0186 He sees him

The twins put handfuls of coins into their pockets, but they didn't know that a complicated gaze followed them all the time.

After exiting the Gryffindor lounge, Bill took a long breath. The scene just now made him feel depressed, and even the sweet smell of pumpkin in the air was tinged with a little bit of bitterness.

It is obvious that next month will be his 22nd birthday, but a ray of frost has already climbed up the temples that were once burning like fire.

His younger sister, Ginny, had already entered school, and Bill knew that there was not much time left for him.

"are you OK?"

Aini looked at the frustrated man in front of him strangely. He hadn't heard of any trouble he had encountered recently.

"Not very well... no, I'm fine, alas, not very well..."

The big man's mouth seemed to be covered by his beard, and he didn't say anything until the end.

"Forget it, can you come to my hut when you have time? I don't know what's wrong."

Aini's eyebrows on both sides were brought together towards the center, and Hagrid seldom became like this. Could it be that there is something wrong with Norberta, so it is not good to say it in public?

"Okay, I'll go back with you after the dinner."

After getting an affirmative answer from the other party, Hagrid's expression eased a little, and then he happily pointed to the big pumpkin floating in midair like a round table.

"Look, Aini. That's my biggest achievement this year. There's no magic applied to it, and no growth-promoting potions have been used."

Hagrid's big shaggy face was full of pride, but not everyone could fill a field with pumpkins nine feet wide by skill.

Although the value of the fertilizer used is a little high...

"Look at that, what a beautiful body, even Pomona is full of praise for them."

Professor Sprout is a top figure in the farming party, Hagrid is greatly benefited by her approval, his big face is almost bursting with laughter, and with the needle-like beard, it looks like a bush is waiting to be eaten drop pearls.

More and more little wizards walked into the auditorium. The senior students have long been accustomed to the Halloween makeup of this castle. Thanks to Ernie's clean killing of the trolls last year, Harry has also experienced a Halloween dinner this year. the entire process.

On the contrary, many freshmen shrank their necks unconsciously after entering the auditorium.

This year's layout is extraordinarily underworld, with dark clouds rolling in, and the dense ravines on it seem to connect to the cracks of hell, and evil figures can't help but shuttle in and out between the flashes of lightning.

The little bats have changed from the cute painting style of the Q version in the past. The edges of the black wings look extremely sharp, with a cold metal glow, and there are jagged and sharp fangs under the scarlet eyes.

These small things are jumping in groups between the lightning and the clouds, and they really deserve the title of evil spirits.

From time to time, eerie long sounds can be heard in the auditorium, like howling wind, moaning, weeping, crackling, obviously making the atmosphere even more terrifying, but it also has a strange charm, attracting people's attention listen quietly.

Coupled with the looming horror gods and monsters and bone demons, it is very grounded.

Many little wizards secretly rejoiced that no ghost appeared out of nowhere, otherwise it would be nothing if they screamed in fright. If the people below did not control it, today would not be Halloween for them, but a large-scale social death festival.

Even so, the children feel that someone is always blowing warm cold air on their necklines.

"Shhhhhh~~"

Just when the faces of many freshmen began to turn pale, a brown mouse jumped down from the chandelier with a whistling sound. The classic whistle often seen in western movies resounded throughout the auditorium, and the jack-o-lantern in the sky suddenly began to move. The flickering fire in the mouth of the fangs seems to turn this place into a strange and bizarre magic realm.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was like a wild dog that had run loose, it was about to ride off into the underworld...

One, two, three...

The heads of cats and cats protruded from the huge and terrifying pumpkin heads, and the cute and cute little guys instantly changed the color of the auditorium.

"Meow~"

"Meow meow~"

The soft and waxy meowing sound immediately dispelled the weird atmosphere, and the original multi-grayscale perspective also returned to normal.

The pupils of all the students present, especially the little witches, will turn into the shape of cats, emitting a pink light.

Seeing this, Aini was very satisfied. As the chief director of the halloween venue, he had the right to project on the ceiling.

With his cooperation, the dolls easily captured a lot of hearts.

Hmph, innocent human beings, offer up your piety.

Hearing Tom Meow's loud speech, Aini patted his head speechlessly, as if his son had entered the second stage of middle school.

"Whoosh~boom~"

Sure enough, no matter how beautiful and warm the picture is, it is difficult to stop Weasley Units [-] and [-]. With the fireworks launched by the two, their previous customers also began to have fun.

All kinds of fireworks danced in the sky, and the bats that exploded were scurrying all over the sky, and their embarrassed appearance immediately drove away the little horror atmosphere left.

If it’s just like this, of course it’s very happy, but not only the bats are scared by the fireworks, but also the cats that get into the pumpkins and no longer show their heads...

So the whole audience, including the girls from Gryffindor College, glared angrily at the little male lions who had no self-awareness.

Those above are not just cute cats, they are [their] cute cats.

Human emotions are extensible, and Aiwujiwu is a good example.

In the last school year, the image of Ernie holding a cat has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts, so after the start of school this year, the number of cats in Hogwarts has skyrocketed from three to seventeen.

The cats have already occupied half of the Hogwarts girls' dormitory, and those on the pumpkin are conquerors from afar.

And in the two months since school started, those girls who don't have cats in the dormitory are going to regret it.

Cough, let's learn about the girls' transparent, pure, and never showing off friendship.

It is conceivable that there is no need to wait until next year, and when they return to school at Christmas at the latest, the cats will definitely occupy the Hogwarts female dormitory position.

"Very good idea, very good."

Hearing the voice from the side, Hagrid quickly stood up sideways.

"Headmaster Dumbledore."

The big man scratched his hair honestly, and was always grateful to old Dengtou Hagrid.

"Sit down, Hagrid. Don't let me bother you, the old man was just wandering around."

Looking at the lion cubs being attacked by groups, the old Gryffindor showed a heartfelt smile.

When he first came to Hogwarts to teach, it was almost impossible for such a situation to occur. At that time, the atmosphere of the school was much more serious than now, and Professor McGonagall could be considered gentle and amiable at that time.

Dumbledore always believed that everything has an inertia towards perfection, it only depends on whether the effect exerted by the outside world is positive or negative.

The scene in front of him proved once again that he was not the one who hindered the development of Hogwarts over the past few decades.

The old man's eyes suddenly lost focus, as if he had focused his gaze on another place.

And when Aini noticed the abnormality and looked over, Dumbledore had already returned to normal. When the two eyes met, a thought arose in the old headmaster's mind——

Maybe it's time for him to meet him.


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