Chapter 208 Monday Letter
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Shui Shen Zhi Feng
Chapter 208 Letter from Monday
The weekend passed quickly, and the time came to Monday, March 3. (Author: Oh my god, I actually used 8 chapters to write Friday and Saturday!)
At breakfast, Sherin sat in the most prominent seat at the long Slytherin table.In Slytherin, a college with a special culture that values class and respects the strong, in the past, only the male and female prefects and Quidditch captains of the seventh grade were eligible to sit in this seat.But Schelling, a grade 7 student, sat there very naturally, and none of the students showed any strangeness or reaction to this.
On both sides of Schelling, Daphne and Astoria were sitting, and across the long table were Draco, Pansy, Nott and others.
Several people talked and laughed while eating breakfast.
Here comes the messenger owl.
As usual, Schelling received a large number of letters. It can be said that more than [-]% of the owls who visited the Slytherin long table came to find Schelling - there were letters sent by his fans in various European countries, including a fan named ZZZ Xin Miao, and a fan named Stone a.
Although Schelling's score in the second event was not the highest, his performance was undoubtedly the most eye-catching. The loss of points because of his "noble morality" made him feel pity from fans, who wrote letters and rewarded him to encourage him, and wished him the championship in the last event.
In addition, there are some letters from his foreign pen pals——
For example, Mr. Zhang He in China was very interested in the brand-new transformation technique he created, and provided him with many new angles and views for his reference;
The Medieval Wizards Union and Silver Spear also regularly wrote to him to report the research progress of the first half of the Book of Truth;
Akabane Yingyue in Japan expressed her envy for Schelling's strength and performance in the Triwizard Tournament (she saw the broadcast from the dynamic picture in the newspaper), because in the Far East countries, there is also a warrior-level competition held in turn by China, Japan, and Korea. go.
In France, Mr. Delacour, Mr. Effler, Mr. Bonacourd, and Mr. Amorinau also wrote letters to congratulate him. These people are able to find success in the French wizarding world. It can be said that they are all old guys who are sophisticated and well-versed in the world. Schelling's score is not important in their eyes, but the strength he displayed is fundamental.
In addition to those unnutritious polite words, they also attached to the letter the various changes in the French wizarding world they observed. Several of them are top figures in a certain field of the French wizarding world, and each has their own network of contacts. The source and intelligence network can be said to cover all levels and corners of the French wizarding world. With their joint efforts, they have indeed found clues about Walpurgis for them.
That's right, after experiencing the incident at the Christmas ball, Schelling has made up his mind to get rid of the hidden danger of Walpurgis, and at the very least, he must understand the hidden strength of the other party and know himself and the enemy in terms of intelligence.Schelling had a premonition that after the successive defeats of the Black Sin Square, Monroe Family, and Barbarossa, Schelling was not far away from meeting Walpurgis' true master.
In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, it was not the first time that Schelling had received so many letters, and it was basically commonplace for people from the four major colleges.
But on this day, unlike usual, the number of owls delivering letters to the Gryffindor table was no less than the number of owls sending letters to the Slytherin table.
A gray owl flew towards Harry.
Looking at Harry who seemed to be looking forward to the owl, Ron couldn't help but said, "Percy didn't have time to reply to the letter, we just sent Hedwig to him yesterday."
Hermione beside her also nodded in agreement.
Unexpectedly, after the gray owl settled on the plate in front of Harry, four barn owls, a tawny owl and a gray forest owl flew over immediately.
"What the hell is going on here?" said Hermione, grabbing Harry's goblet so she wouldn't be knocked over by the horde of owls.They all rushed forward, wanting to be the first to deliver the letter to Harry.
"Damn it, what the hell—" said Harry, taking the letter from the gray owl and reading it. "Oh, oh!" he said angrily, his face turning red with rage.
"What's going on?" said Ron.
"This—this is simply ridiculous—"
Harry stuffed the letter to Ron, and Ron and Hermione got together and read the contents of the letter carefully. This letter was not handwritten, but seemed to be spelled out of letters cut from "Witch Weekly".It says--
"Harry the scumbag, you will get retribution! Parvati and Hermione deserve better men, go back to Weasley's and play your disgusting fencing!"
"Letters like that!" Harry said desperately, opening the envelopes one by one. "You shameless boy... you should be boiled in green algae... ouch!"
As soon as he opened the last envelope, a yellow-green liquid sprayed on his hands, emitting a pungent gasoline smell, and large yellow-yellow blisters appeared on his hands immediately.
"The pus of undiluted balbo tubers!" said Ron.He picked up the envelope carefully and sniffed it.
Harry hurriedly wiped the pus off his hands with a napkin, but his fingers were already covered with thick, excruciating sores that looked like they were wearing thick, bumpy gloves.
"You'd better go to the Colonel's Hospital," said Hermione, as the owls around Harry flew away one by one. "We'll explain the situation to Professor Sprout..."
After Harry clutched his hands and hurriedly left the auditorium, Hermione said angrily, "This Rita Skeeter is too much! Last time Hagrid didn't settle with her, and now Harry's incident happened again. This is not going to work. We have to find a way to find out how she lurks around us and digs out our secrets."
Ron said with some fear: "Let's not do it, I think we'd better not provoke this terrible woman anymore, look at this—"
"Harry the scumbag, if I read again that you play with girls' feelings just to be with your gay friend, just wait, I just need to find a big envelope, and I'll send you a curse next time." Ron read aloud, and finally couldn't help lamenting: "My God, these people are crazy..."
(End of this chapter)
The weekend passed quickly, and the time came to Monday, March 3. (Author: Oh my god, I actually used 8 chapters to write Friday and Saturday!)
At breakfast, Sherin sat in the most prominent seat at the long Slytherin table.In Slytherin, a college with a special culture that values class and respects the strong, in the past, only the male and female prefects and Quidditch captains of the seventh grade were eligible to sit in this seat.But Schelling, a grade 7 student, sat there very naturally, and none of the students showed any strangeness or reaction to this.
On both sides of Schelling, Daphne and Astoria were sitting, and across the long table were Draco, Pansy, Nott and others.
Several people talked and laughed while eating breakfast.
Here comes the messenger owl.
As usual, Schelling received a large number of letters. It can be said that more than [-]% of the owls who visited the Slytherin long table came to find Schelling - there were letters sent by his fans in various European countries, including a fan named ZZZ Xin Miao, and a fan named Stone a.
Although Schelling's score in the second event was not the highest, his performance was undoubtedly the most eye-catching. The loss of points because of his "noble morality" made him feel pity from fans, who wrote letters and rewarded him to encourage him, and wished him the championship in the last event.
In addition, there are some letters from his foreign pen pals——
For example, Mr. Zhang He in China was very interested in the brand-new transformation technique he created, and provided him with many new angles and views for his reference;
The Medieval Wizards Union and Silver Spear also regularly wrote to him to report the research progress of the first half of the Book of Truth;
Akabane Yingyue in Japan expressed her envy for Schelling's strength and performance in the Triwizard Tournament (she saw the broadcast from the dynamic picture in the newspaper), because in the Far East countries, there is also a warrior-level competition held in turn by China, Japan, and Korea. go.
In France, Mr. Delacour, Mr. Effler, Mr. Bonacourd, and Mr. Amorinau also wrote letters to congratulate him. These people are able to find success in the French wizarding world. It can be said that they are all old guys who are sophisticated and well-versed in the world. Schelling's score is not important in their eyes, but the strength he displayed is fundamental.
In addition to those unnutritious polite words, they also attached to the letter the various changes in the French wizarding world they observed. Several of them are top figures in a certain field of the French wizarding world, and each has their own network of contacts. The source and intelligence network can be said to cover all levels and corners of the French wizarding world. With their joint efforts, they have indeed found clues about Walpurgis for them.
That's right, after experiencing the incident at the Christmas ball, Schelling has made up his mind to get rid of the hidden danger of Walpurgis, and at the very least, he must understand the hidden strength of the other party and know himself and the enemy in terms of intelligence.Schelling had a premonition that after the successive defeats of the Black Sin Square, Monroe Family, and Barbarossa, Schelling was not far away from meeting Walpurgis' true master.
In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, it was not the first time that Schelling had received so many letters, and it was basically commonplace for people from the four major colleges.
But on this day, unlike usual, the number of owls delivering letters to the Gryffindor table was no less than the number of owls sending letters to the Slytherin table.
A gray owl flew towards Harry.
Looking at Harry who seemed to be looking forward to the owl, Ron couldn't help but said, "Percy didn't have time to reply to the letter, we just sent Hedwig to him yesterday."
Hermione beside her also nodded in agreement.
Unexpectedly, after the gray owl settled on the plate in front of Harry, four barn owls, a tawny owl and a gray forest owl flew over immediately.
"What the hell is going on here?" said Hermione, grabbing Harry's goblet so she wouldn't be knocked over by the horde of owls.They all rushed forward, wanting to be the first to deliver the letter to Harry.
"Damn it, what the hell—" said Harry, taking the letter from the gray owl and reading it. "Oh, oh!" he said angrily, his face turning red with rage.
"What's going on?" said Ron.
"This—this is simply ridiculous—"
Harry stuffed the letter to Ron, and Ron and Hermione got together and read the contents of the letter carefully. This letter was not handwritten, but seemed to be spelled out of letters cut from "Witch Weekly".It says--
"Harry the scumbag, you will get retribution! Parvati and Hermione deserve better men, go back to Weasley's and play your disgusting fencing!"
"Letters like that!" Harry said desperately, opening the envelopes one by one. "You shameless boy... you should be boiled in green algae... ouch!"
As soon as he opened the last envelope, a yellow-green liquid sprayed on his hands, emitting a pungent gasoline smell, and large yellow-yellow blisters appeared on his hands immediately.
"The pus of undiluted balbo tubers!" said Ron.He picked up the envelope carefully and sniffed it.
Harry hurriedly wiped the pus off his hands with a napkin, but his fingers were already covered with thick, excruciating sores that looked like they were wearing thick, bumpy gloves.
"You'd better go to the Colonel's Hospital," said Hermione, as the owls around Harry flew away one by one. "We'll explain the situation to Professor Sprout..."
After Harry clutched his hands and hurriedly left the auditorium, Hermione said angrily, "This Rita Skeeter is too much! Last time Hagrid didn't settle with her, and now Harry's incident happened again. This is not going to work. We have to find a way to find out how she lurks around us and digs out our secrets."
Ron said with some fear: "Let's not do it, I think we'd better not provoke this terrible woman anymore, look at this—"
"Harry the scumbag, if I read again that you play with girls' feelings just to be with your gay friend, just wait, I just need to find a big envelope, and I'll send you a curse next time." Ron read aloud, and finally couldn't help lamenting: "My God, these people are crazy..."
(End of this chapter)
