Chapter 304
Hermione was getting annoyed, and Hagrid growled, "That's enough."
Hagrid's height was quite intimidating, so Malfoy took half a step back.
Hit someone in the back.
Hagrid, who was still aggressive at first, immediately turned his head away when he saw the person behind Malfoy and wanted to leave quickly.
John took a deep breath, the veins on his forehead throbbing, "Hagrid."
"Y-John." Hagrid was very embarrassed.
Seeing Hagrid's face that started to change soon after treatment, John felt that he needed to go to the Forbidden Forest to see what Hagrid was raising in it.
"I bought you some healing medicine," John said expressionlessly, "and put it in the cabinet next to the armor."
"Oh, okay, I understand." Hagrid immediately walked out of the tavern like a student who was caught playing outside class.
With such a embarrassed look, those who didn't know it thought there was a fire dragon burning his butt behind.
Turning around to see Hermione, John greeted her, "Hermione, what are you doing?"
"Hi, John."
An ethereal singing-like voice sounded, and Luna seemed to be delayed for a while.
She tilted her head, feeling confused and trance-like.
"Luna," John looked at Luna, then at Hermione, and asked, "Have you made an appointment?"
Hermione nodded, John waved his hand and said, "Then we'll leave first."
Nodding to Mr. Lovegood, John and Malfoy left the tavern.
"Bye, John." Luna waved her little hand, and the larger-than-life Snorlax popped out of her pocket.
Mr. Lovegood was surprised: "He is John Wick? He is really young."
"John is a very good man," Luna told her father.
Harry still didn't understand the situation and asked, "What is going on now."
They sat down and Hermione said to Harry seriously, "Mr. Lovegood is here to help us and let everyone know the truth."
"What truth?" Harry was still a little unclear.
Luna said in a daze: "That person is back."
"The Ministry of Magic never mentioned it," Hermione said.
Harry understood that he wanted to expose this matter to himself, just like Dumbledore.
The Ministry of Magic didn't say anything, so Dumbledore could only announce it alone, and the pain in his scar last time made Harry even more uneasy.
Hermione was there for Harry, to alert people to the return of Voldemort.
Mr. Lovegood is the editor-in-chief of The Quibbler, which, although not as influential as the Daily Prophet, still has considerable influence.
If Harry wants to support Dumbledore, this is undoubtedly the best choice.
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The journey to Hogsmeade is over.
John returns to the castle, where Malfoy is still making fun of Harry for becoming a comedy star.
After Daphne returned, he stopped laughing.
Daphne: Steal my sister, and take John away too!
The aftermath was quite tragic. Malfoy was hung with an upside-down golden clock for more than an hour.
The more Astoria couldn't bear it, the more cruel Daphne became.
John shook his head, this is called life's impermanence.
When Malfoy was put down, his whole face was red, congested, and his head was dizzy.
At night.
In the Star Club, John turned his attention to the still boiling metallic liquid.
He took a box from the drawer, opened it, and took out the contents.
As he put things into the crucible, the original metallic liquid quickly disappeared.
It was like something had eaten all the liquid.
He slit his wrist and blood flowed into it.
A large stream of white smoke floated out from inside, filling the entire Star Club in an instant.
After a few seconds, the white smoke stagnated, as if the pause button had been pressed.
The white smoke began to reverse and penetrate into the pot of metallic liquid again.
John stopped bleeding as the metallic color turned red.
His face turned pale and he walked out of the weapons arsenal.
He lost so much blood that he missed his step and hit his head on the steps. It took him a while to get up again.
He went to the Qunxing Club and took out a bottle of Qunxing. He took two sips before he felt better.
The wound on the wrist began to heal under the magic, leaving a white mark there.
He poured another sip of wine into his mouth, and the magic power was added to his body, finally making his face less scary.
He walked to the round table and sat down, looking up at the dome.
The starry sky-like dome sparkles with many stars.
very beautiful.
He relaxed his body, leaned back on the chair, and let his left hand hang down relaxedly.
A golden chain hangs on the wrist, with a small and exquisite hourglass trailing underneath.
After staring at the starry sky for a while, John rubbed his eyebrows.
The badge trembled slightly, and when he tapped it with his fingers, he saw the message pop up.
His lips opened and closed slightly, and a faint voice sounded in the Star Club.
"Soon."
He fell asleep in the Star Club.
When he woke up the next day, an owl flew into the Great Hall and landed in front of Malfoy.
An item that Malfoy would not have subscribed to before was taken down with gusto.
John glanced at it. It was The Quibbler.
Malfoy said, "I want to see if Potter is really going to be a comedy star."
He rubbed his hands and opened "The Quibbler."
"Harry Potter tells the truth: The night I saw You-Know-Who come to life."
When Malfoy saw the title, Gryffindor also received several letters from owls.
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Chapter 332 Gold and Searching
Harry was very happy to receive many letters and felt that he had been helpful.
At the same time, he was no longer depressed because of the relationship between young men and women.
This happiness lasted until Umbridge arrived.
As an open weapon to check and balance Dumbledore, Umbridge is most unlikely to be a student.
Especially Harry Potter, whom she regarded as a key subject of care.
"I can't get John Wick, so why can't I get you?"
Umbridge stepped in front of Harry and asked slowly, "Why do you have so many letters, Mr. Potter?"
"Is it illegal to receive mail now?" The Weasley twins were as bold as ever. Fred spoke back in public, causing a trace of resentment to flash in Umbridge's eyes.
"Be careful, Mr. Weasley, or I'll punish you with solitary confinement." Umbridge said, "Mr. Potter?"
Harry hesitated, he wanted to hide it, but thinking that sooner or later Umbridge would see "The Quibbler", he simply confessed; "People wrote to me, I gave interviews, and talked about what happened last June. matter."
"Interview?" Umbridge narrowed her eyes dangerously and her voice became higher, "What did you say?"
"The reporter asked me a question and I answered it." Harry threw the Quibbler over, "Here it is."
Umbridge caught it, and when she saw the content above, her slack face turned into ugly purple-red patches.
"when?"
"Last time in Hogsmeade." Harry answered truthfully.
"Mr. Potter, it seems that you really enjoy the attention of others," Umbridge was smiling, but the smile did not reach her eyes. "Why did you lie?"
"I didn't!" Harry said angrily.
"Fifty points from Gryffindor," Umbridge smiled artificially, "and another week of confinement."
Harry clenched his fists, shaking with anger.
Before noon, an educational order was issued regarding not watching "The Quibbler."
When Hermione saw the news, she smiled instead of being angry.
Harry couldn't figure her out and they were both targeted.
"Can't you see?" Hermione whispered like a proud little lion, "If you want everyone to see your article, the best way is to ban it!"
Students are rebellious.
It’s okay if it’s not banned, after all, “The Quibbler” is not something that attracts public attention.
But when Umbridge personally refused to show their names, the students' rebellious psychology emerged.
During lunch time, even though "The Quibbler" didn't appear in school, all the students were discussing it.
Things about Voldemort's resurrection began to spread in the school.
And the professors' approach seemed to tacitly acknowledge that Harry had done the right thing.
For example, when Harry handed Professor Sprout a watering can, he received twenty points.
For another example, Professor Flitwick smiled and gave Harry a box of screaming sugar mice at the end of the Charms class.
They are all expressing their approval.
Adds even more credibility to this article.
"Big star, are you enjoying it?" Malfoy appeared in front of Harry and used sarcastic words to ridicule Harry.
"Umbridge is right, you are such a pushy guy."
Ron roared angrily: "What did you say!"
Malfoy kicked Ron directly in the stomach, causing him to bend like a shrimp.
He picked up Harry's collar with both hands and pushed him against the wall. Malfoy growled like a wild beast: "His death is not what makes you famous!"
"I told you so, Potter!"
Malfoy like this is very scary, and no one can stop him.
For the first time, Harry felt that Malfoy was so powerful. He glared angrily, "I never thought that way. I just want everyone to know that Voldemort is back!"
"Shut up!" Malfoy put his arm against Harry's throat, his face full of violence, "Don't really think of yourself as the savior!"
"Malfoy!"
Professor McGonagall noticed this. She turned pale, pursed her thin lips, and said sternly: "Put Potter down."
Malfoy ignored it, and another voice spoke.
