Vol 2 Chapter 833: change

"We are required to patrol the corridors frequently," Ron told Harry and Neville, "and if someone is found to be misbehaving, we can punish them. I can't wait to teach Kra and Gore a lesson."
"You can't abuse your position, Ron!" Hermione said loudly.
"Yes, correct, because Malfoy never abuses his power." Ron said bitterly.
"So you lower your standards?"
"No, I just want to be sure to catch his companion before he deals with our companion."
"Swear to God, Ron..."
"I want Gore to write poetry, it will kill him, he hates writing," Ron said happily. He lowered his voice to imitate Gore's rough voice, twisted his face into a highly painful expression, and imitated the action of writing in the air, "I...from...behind...behind...look...a...set... ...Not...like...a...a...baboon."
Everyone laughed, but no one laughed more strongly than Luna. She burst into a sharp laughter, which awakened Hedwig, causing Hedwig to flap her wings angrily, while Crookshanks jumped onto the luggage rack and hissed.
Fanlin looked at Luna in surprise. The girl's special performance was in various ways. For example, the laughter of that ordinary girl would be mixed with that special mental shock?
There is no doubt that as Luna herself, she can't feel it, but this talent affects her all the time. For example, it is beyond the keen perception of ordinary people. Fanlin remembers that Luna herself can detect some ordinary people. Something less than.
However, this also means weird, no one wants to contact a weird person.
Luna laughed so violently that the magazine in her hand slid out and fell to the ground along her leg.
"This is so funny!" Luna stared at Ron, grinning, tears in her bulging eyes.
Ron was completely confused, and he was now looking around at the other people, and everyone else couldn't help laughing at the expression on his face. And everyone was also full of joy at the long and funny laugh from Luna, now Luna has grabbed the side laughing and leaned back.
"Are you okay?" Ron frowned at her.
"Baboon's back!" She grabbed her ribs and laughed. Everyone else was watching her and laughing, but Harry glanced at the magazine on the floor and noticed that there was something on it that was worth looking at. The magazine was lying upside down on the floor. The text was difficult to read, but there was a picture in the title position, Harry recognized it now, and it was a caricature of Connery Fudge;
Harry could recognize Fudge because of the gray-green bowler hat.
Fudge held a bag of gold tightly in one hand, and pinched a little fairy in the other. The title of this comic is: How far is Fudge from Gringotts' profit? Below this message is also listed the titles of other articles in the magazine. How did Donald gain control of the Quidditch League corruption case? The secrets revealed by ancient poetry...
"Can I read that magazine?" Harry asked Luna eagerly. Luna nodded, still staring at Ron, breathless with a smile.
Harry opened the magazine and browsed the table of contents, and soon Harry found the page he wanted.
The Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge denied that he had any plans to take over the Wizarding Bank of Gringotts when he was elected Minister of Magic many years ago.
Fudge has always insisted that he wants nothing but "peaceful cooperation" with our property guardians. But what did he do? Recent news from the Ministry of Magic shows that Fudge's greatest wish is to control the gold supply of the goblin, and he will not hesitate to use force if necessary.
"This is not the first time," according to a Ministry of Magic insider, "Fudge's friends all call him the "fairy smasher" Cornelius Fudge. If you can think that no one is eavesdropping When I heard him talking, oh, he always said he wanted to take action against little fairies; he wanted to drown them, he wanted to demolish their houses, he wanted to poison them, he wanted to make them into pies ..."
Harry couldn't read anymore. Fudge may have many shortcomings, but Harry could not imagine that Fudge would go and make the little fairies into pies.
Harry continued to flip through the remaining magazines. After turning a few pages, he read: It was alleged that through a series of extortion, illegal bribery, and torture, Tutthildenades was winning control of the Qadis Alliance; and according to a wizard provided German insider information. The news claimed that the aura-type broom could fly to the moon and brought back a pack of lunar frogs as proof; the article on ancient poetry explained why Luna read the magazine upside down. According to this article, if you read the poem upside down, it will release a spell to turn your enemy's ears into two kumquats.
In fact, according to the remaining articles in this magazine, most of them are products of divergent thinking.
"Are there any good things in there?" Ron asked when Harry closed the magazine.
"Of course not." Harry shook his head quickly, "It's just that compared to the Daily Prophet, I think this magazine will make people easier."
"Thank you." Luna said, leaning forward and grabbing the magazine from Harry. Turning the magazine to page 57, she turned it upside down and disappeared behind it.
Almost instantly, Luna’s sense of existence disappeared completely, as if a magazine separated two worlds. Of course, Hogwarts’ interpretation has always been like this. An extreme Ravenclaw will always be born. With a diaphragm.
Of course, that refers to a superhuman mind, and Luna...
No matter how you look at it, Harry also felt that this was Luna's natural neuroticism.
However, Harry really didn't think much about contacting Luna. Whether it was him, Fanlin or Hermione, even if he was interested in Luna, he would not do anything. After all, strictly speaking, they were only just now. understanding.
Anyway, Van Lin didn’t seem to want to think about this. He had a perfect focus point after Hermione came back, but for Harry, there is nothing like seeing Malfoy with Carat and Gore. It was even more unpleasant to walk towards him with a smirk.
"What's the matter?" Harry asked gunpowder before Malfoy spoke.
"Polite, Potter, or I will close your confinement," Malfoy said pretentiously, his sleek blond hair and pointed chin just like his father's.
"You understand, I, unlike you, I have the right to impose punishment."
"Yes," said Harry, "but you, unlike me, you are a rice bucket, now get out and let us stay by ourselves."
Ron, Fanlin, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville all laughed. Malfoy's lips pursed.
Harry became stronger and stronger. This kind of combat power could only be used on Malfoy. Fanlin had no doubt that if it was really a duel, if the opponent was Malfoy, ha The combat effectiveness that Li can show is absolutely 120%.
"Tell me, how does it feel to be Weasley's running dog, Potter?" Malfoy retorted fragilely.
"Shut up, Malfoy," Hermione exclaimed.
"I seem to have touched..." Malfoy paused and then said with a smile, "Well, be careful of yourself, Potter, because if you cross the line, I will catch you."
"Get out!" Hermione stood up and shouted.
With a triumphant smile, Malfoy gave Harry the last vicious look and left. Carat and Gore followed awkwardly. Hermione closed the compartment door heavily behind them, then turned to look at Harry. Harry immediately knew that Hermione, like him, was thinking of Malfoy's words and was exhausted physically and mentally by it.
"You two are actually unnecessary." Fanlin said, "It's like this every time."
"It's just him..." Hermione sighed, and then sat next to Fanlin, saying that if Ron's insight was better, this matter would be more interesting, but Ron had such a ignorance. Special skills.
"Let's have another piece of frog candy, how about it?" Ron obviously didn't notice anything.
Harry could not talk freely in front of Neville and Luna. He gave Fanlin another uneasy look, then stared out the window.
Fanlin didn't care about it, and Draco wasn't a threat, it was at best some adjustment in life.
And Harry was only overly worried because Malfoy’s father was a Death Eater. It’s just that in Voldemort’s current state, it’s hard to say any substantive actions. Most importantly, it’s the Ministry of Magic. Trouble coming.
You can make it clear that the Ministry of Magic must start Hogwarts, and the most effective method is to withdraw the right to teach independently at Hogwarts.
The raindrops hit the windows in a halfway way, and then the sun appeared weakly in the sky before the dark clouds covered it again.
When night fell, the lights in the compartment came on, Luna closed the magazine, carefully put it in her school bag, and started staring at everyone in the compartment.
Harry sat with his forehead on the car window, wanting to see Hogwarts for the first time, but on a moonless night, the rain-drenched window was dirty and dirty.
"We'd better tidy up," Hermione said finally when they both had difficulty opening the suitcase and taking out the school robe.
Ron carefully pinned the prefect badge to his chest, and Harry saw Ron checking his image against the black window.
But Fanlin was helping Hermione. To be honest, the girl was a little nervous. This was probably a joy after being admitted. Hermione always wanted to find someone to share her joy, and Fanlin was undoubtedly the best candidate here.
Finally, the train started to slow down, and they heard the usual noises one after another, everyone carrying their luggage and their pets in disorder, preparing to get off the train.
When Ron and Hermione were ordered to inspect, they disappeared from the compartment again, leaving Fanlin and the others to look after Crookshank and Piglet.
"If you want, I can take that owl," Luna said to Fanlin and Harry and walked towards the pig, while Neville carefully put his toad in his pocket.
"Oh-uh-thank you." Harry said as he removed Hedwig's cage and held it safely in his hand.
They walked slowly down the cubicle, feeling the first puff of air blowing on their faces while joining the crowd in the corridor.
They moved slowly towards the door.
Harry could smell the rows of pine trees on the path by the lake. He walked off the platform and looked around, as if he heard a familiar voice saying something like'first-year freshmen assembly' in his ears.
The voice did not appear at that time. It was replaced by a completely different voice, the voice of a lively woman was shouting,
"Please line up here for first-year students! All first-year students come to me!" A lantern swayed towards Harry. At that time, through the light of the lantern, Harry recognized that it was Gera with a protruding chin and severe baldness Professor Pulan, the witch who replaced Hagrid as the teacher of the magical biology class last year.
"Where is Hagrid, he hasn't come back yet?" Harry asked loudly.
"I don't know," Ginny said, "but we better get out of here quickly, we are blocking the door."
Harry quickly turned to Fanlin, but Fanlin shook his head. It was obvious that it was not the right time to discuss Hagrid here.
"Oh, of course, yes!" Harry nodded and got out of the car, but separated from Ginny and Fanlin as he walked out of the station along the platform.
Pushed by the crowd, Harry glanced at Hagrid in the dark; he was still here, and Harry breathed a sigh of relief—seeing Hagrid again was the thing he wanted most.
But there was no news about him before, except for the giants.
Harry said to himself as he slowly passed a narrow door to the main road outside, I can't leave now.
He felt a little cold or something. He looked around for his friends, Ron, Fanlin, and Hermione, to find out what they thought of Grapland's reappearance, but they were not nearby, so he hid himself. Enter the dark, rain-washed road outside Hogwarts Station.
Hundreds of people stood here, and the self-propelled public carriage carried first-year students to Hogwarts Castle.
Harry glanced at them quickly, turned to look for Ron and Hermione, and tried a second time.
The carriage is no longer unpropelled.
There are creatures standing between the axles of the carriage. If he wanted to give these creatures a name, he thought he should call them horses, even though they looked a bit like reptiles. They are very thin, their black shell is attached to the skeleton, and every bone is clearly visible. Their heads are fierce, with white eyes with small pupils and staring forward. The wings protrude on both sides, and the black leather-like wings make them look like they belong to the giant bat category. They are still and remain quiet in the dark, this creature looks weird and scary. Harry didn't understand why these self-propelled public carriages used these terrible horses to pull ~ EbookFREE.me ~ where is the little pig? "Ron's voice came from behind Harry's right.
"The girl named Luna is holding it," Harry turned quickly, wanting to ask Ron about Hagrid. "Do you know where he is—"
"--You mean Hagrid? I don't know," Ron said worriedly. "He better be fine."
Not far away, little Malfoy was followed by a small group of people, including Carat, Gore, and Parsie. They were surrounded by some timid second-year students so they could build a car for themselves. Stagecoach use.
After a few seconds, Hermione ran out of the crowd panting.
"Malfoy is cheating in the place where he was gathered in the first grade. I vowed to sue him. He used the badge in just three minutes with the badge and used it more than ever. Where is the bullying of the weak Crookshanks?"
"Fanlin is carrying it," Harry said, "He is now..."