Vol 2 Chapter 870: Where did you go last night

The time has entered February, and the snow around Hogwarts has also begun to melt, replaced by cold dampness. Gray-purple clouds pressed low over the castle, and the continuous cold rain made the lawn slippery and muddy.
In the Hogwarts Auditorium, rain pounded on the high windows, and the enchanted ceiling was spinning dimly above the head.
The wizards gathered around the long tables of their academies. The dinner plates in front of them were filled with food. After some wet owls flew into the auditorium carrying letters and packages, the wizards picked up the magazines and newspapers they subscribed to. Now the media is paying attention. The focus was on the press conference hosted by Professor Alan Harris. In the entire auditorium, whether professors or students, the topics of discussion were inseparable from the heavy news.
"The Ravenclaw Temple wants to open up the theory, spells and other advanced magic skills as a whole... As long as you work hard enough, you can have knowledge that is not weaker than that of wizards from pure-blood families." Justin Finley shook With curly hair, he happily expressed his opinions to the Hufflepuff wizards who were born like him,
I plan to study for a few years after graduation. I don’t want to be a waiter in any tavern. I heard that Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw has a good relationship with our founder, Helga Hufflepuff. Maybe I can learn some food magic, where can I go to be a chef?"
"I don't think that ancient food is as good as the British food we have developed for so many years..." Ernie McMillan crossed the ham and egg on his plate with one hand, and frowned with the magazine in the other. Sting, you know, my father, like me, has no prejudice against other bloodlines, but Harris used to follow Grindelwald before..."
Emily was sitting at the top of the long Slytherin table. The dishes in front of her were pushed far away. There were some magazines on the table. There was no expression on her face at this time, she seemed very indifferent, but The little leather boots under the long table began to impatiently and constantly lit the ground.
"Witcher Weekly" was thrown aside by Emily. She flipped through "Outsmarting the Black Magic" again. She turned the paper faster and faster. Just when Emily wanted to throw away another copy, she made a loud noise. The sound frightened her.
The entire Slytherin table was attracted by the sound, and Draco Malfoy fell on the table with the magazine in his hand. It was the "Witcher Weekly" that Emily had just read.
"Nonsense! These bugs have disregarded the facts and made up in order to please their masters. This kind of declining media words can only be believed by fools and idiots!" Draco's pale cheeks did not turn red, just a faint blush. , His eyes were fixed on a few pure-blood wizards secretly talking about Allen on the long table. After venting angrily at the beginning, he deliberately dragged his long sarcasm.
Dracott stood up, the chair that was knocked away dragged on the floor and made a harsh, piercing sound. He walked up to Emily and Pansy winced and let the little witch next to him give up a position. give him.
"Harris’s origin was reported by these unscrupulous media. They blatantly exposed the fact that the Harris family used to follow Grindelwald and fled to the UK after the failure of Grindelwald’s reforms. It seemed like These pure bloods didn’t know the same beforehand!" Draco angrily knocked on the table with the knuckles of his fingers, he sneered, "The lines in this magazine clearly imply that Alan inherited Gellert Green. Dewo's will, it is ulterior motive to open up these knowledge and skills through the Ravenclaw Temple...These deceiving baits are very attractive to wizards from Muggles, mixed-race families, and wizards with superstitious thoughts. Once in the temple. As the power grows, Allen will, like his predecessors, try to break the "Secrecy Act" and initiate reforms... all nonsense! How can education reform be linked to the Secrecy Act?! Is it just because of birth?"
"They also tried to imply that the Ravenclaw Temple is our Harris deception. My brother contributed all the magic of our house... They also think that my brother is deceiving people..." Emily held her cheek, usually not The Draco accent, which I liked too much, said pitifully after listening patiently this time.
"This report repeatedly mentions Gellert Grindelwald, and it keeps suggesting that Professor Allen Harris, like the Dark Lord who made waves in Europe, is keen on launching reforms, so it may cause some turmoil." Draco Seeing Emily’s appearance and the newspaper in her hands, it seemed that Alan’s sister shouldn’t be worried more.
But don’t worry, Emily, we won’t believe these rumors. These media reported about Porter and None of Dumbledore’s news is true..."
In order to comfort Emily, Draco began to use his gloat about Dumbledore and Harry Potter's wrongdoing to prove it.
Millison Bosd, who had just finished three breakfasts and started putting on lip balm, raised his plump chin, which was aggressively stretched forward, in contrast to the respect that Emily’s people used to be. Yang Sheng retorted: "Professor Alan Harris did not do the right thing this time. My dad said that they are like this...er...it will bring a lot of hidden dangers to the magical world. Draco, don't forget that you are a pure British Blood, we want to unite, how come you speak from the perspective of an outsider instead."
Draco’s icy gaze seemed to be able to pluck off Millison’s fat lips. Under such gaze, she habitually retracted her chin and did not dare to continue arguing with them—the lightning magic that Draco learned recently was in Slytherin. There is a small reputation inside, and few people dare to provoke him directly.
At this time, Pansy took the "Singing and Singing" that Emily handed over. A paragraph from the magazine that had been opened came into her eyes, and Pansy read it out aloud knowingly: "Recently about the ancient Hogwarts Magic class professor Alan Harris tried to break the rumors of the "Confidentiality Act" and went viral on ~EbookFREE.me~ In fact, on the contrary, maintaining the "Confidentiality Act" is something that Alan Harris has been emphasizing and maintaining. As we all see, Professor Alan Harris, as a member of the International Wizarding Federation, has sent out to the Ministry of Magic of many countries to pay attention to domestic developments in a series of large-scale disappearances in foreign countries and to effectively maintain the "International Wizards The warning letter in the Confidentiality Confidentiality Act can be said that he is the most active member of the International Wizarding Federation. Those unfounded words that slander and slander Professor Allen Harris are believed to stop at the wise. "
After reading this passage, Pansy's eyes swept over the wizard who noticed the movement here. A small group of people who had whispered to believe in the magazine before, could not help but bow their heads under such gazes. They were forced by Pansy. , Draco and the others did not say anything under the long-term pressure of their might, but secretly winked at each other.
Hermione walked into the auditorium at this time. She walked to the Gryffindor table at a much faster pace than usual. Ginny waved to her and Hermione walked over and sat beside her. I added a few pieces of roasted tomatoes and cooked mushrooms in a cheese sauce.
Ginny pulled her thick, fiery red hair behind her ears, and said to Hermione in a fuss: "Have you read the report? The Harris family has appeared in almost all newspapers and magazines."
"Hermione, where did you go last night? Only now." Hermione's roommate Parvati Petir lowered his voice and moved towards him.
Harry and Ron, who were gorging on the side, stopped chewing food. Ginny also looked at Hermione in surprise. Hermione was recognized as the most disciplined student in the entire Gryffindor. He didn't return all night last night-only Ra Wende Brown looked a little gossip and happy.