Chapter 266: Go to the Forbidden Forest and eat spider legs!
·
He Dian Bai Kai Shui
As usual, there will be a small celebration after the investiture ceremony, but this is mainly for socializing and making friends among adults, and has little to do with Suer, who is still a school student.
Well, it’s not like no one wants to come over and get to know the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin and invest in Sur’s future. However, with the more shining Dumbledore and Amelia present, Sur is happy and relaxed.
After going through a trial and an investiture ceremony, it was probably lunch time. Soul took a tray in the corner and started a personal gourmet journey. The familiar taste made him conclude that the elves from the Ministry of Magic were also there. Trained in the Hogwarts kitchen.
Hogwarts is indeed Britain’s New Orient.
Speaking of which, it seems that every aspect of the magical world on this peninsula has something to do with Hogwarts.
All I can say is that he deserves to be an education giant...look back!
Soul put a piece of fruit tart in his mouth, and while chewing, he noticed Dumbledore not far away. Oh, he suddenly wanted to be the principal of Hogwarts.
Think about it, on the one hand, I rule the education world, and on the other hand, my wife is the highest official. It seems... This is not bad, right?
Suer suddenly fell into a trance when he looked at Dumbledore. Dumbledore, who noticed Suer's gaze, looked back. Suer quickly showed a harmless smile.
Don't let Dumbledore know that he has bad intentions to usurp the throne.
At this time, Black came over with red wine. It could be seen from Sirius's demeanor that he had experienced a complete aristocratic education. The pace and the way he shook the red wine glass were full of aristocracy.
"Go and chat over there?" Blake raised his eyebrows at Suer.
Soul was a little confused, but he still nodded, put down the plate and followed Blake to an inconspicuous corner.
"I wanted to thank you a few days ago, but I have been dealing with things at home." Blake turned his back to everyone, his demeanor immediately disintegrated, and curled his lips towards Suer, "After all, I have been here for more than ten years. I haven’t gone back to my home. If I don’t clean it up, I can’t live in it.”
Su Er nodded, a little confused, thinking, well, why are you telling me this?
"I heard what Dumbledore said." Black's expression turned serious, "My matter...well, thanks to you..."
"If it weren't for you, I'd probably still be wandering outside right now."
"So, I want to thank you. You should have heard of the Black family, right? I have a lot of gold galleons in my vault. Of course, I know that this is enough to be called a life-saving kindness. It is a bit awkward to thank you with money. It’s insulting.”
Blake smiled bitterly, "But apart from the gold galleons in the vault, I have nothing else to give away."
Sur: . . .No, I just want you to insult me with gold galleons. These are the necessities of life for Hermione and I in the future. It will cost a lot of money to raise seven or eight children. Oh, that’s right, Soul has imagined himself It's time to start a football team with Hermione.
Ha, just kidding, no one really thinks Sur is such a beast, right?
"You're welcome, Mr. Black." Soul shouted in his heart that you can insult me, but his face was really calm, "I just did a trivial thing, and the main credit goes to Professor Dumbledore. It is well deserved to receive the first-level medal.”
Blake opened his mouth, thought for a moment, then reached out and patted Soul on the shoulder, "Anyway, if you need anything, you can come to me. I can give you whatever I have."
"Of course, not except Harry." Blake said something witty, thinking he was being witty.
"Ah haha..." Soul smiled awkwardly on the surface and cursed in his heart - what do I want from Harry? It's not Harry. Oh no, if it was Harry, he wouldn't have a role to play. I'm afraid Snape sees it more than you do. It's not right to be tight, I'm a married man! ! !
"Oh, that's right." Blake's hand tightened on Sur's shoulder, and he suddenly moved closer to Sur and said softly.
"The magic used to hide your face that day was pretty good."
Uh... Su'er felt nervous, but there was some confusion on his face, "What are you talking about? Mr. Black."
Blake stared at the expression on Sur's face for a long time, then suddenly laughed, released his hand and patted Sur on the shoulder.
"I know it's you, and it can only be you, although I don't know where I offended you and made you come here to beat me up."
"However, I still want to thank you. It was that beating that made me understand a lot of things. Well done!"
Su Er still pretended to be at a loss, and his head was spinning rapidly. Where did he show his weakness?Judging from Blake's expression, he had clearly determined that he was the one who tied him up and beat him up.
"What are you talking about?" Dumbledore's voice came at this time, "I'm not disturbing you, right? Winners of second-level and third-level medals?"
The old man with a white beard walked behind the two of them at some point and was looking at them with a smile and narrowed eyes.
"No, Professor Dumbledore." Black smiled and bowed. "I'm here to thank Mr. Bones, you know..."
"I see, just in time, I have something to inform you, Sirius." Dumbledore nodded and said softly, "The school board has approved your appointment as Lupin's assistant professor at Hogwarts Castle. After Christmas, You can move to Hogwarts Castle."
"That's great." Blake's eyes shone with joy and his face turned slightly rosy, "Thank you very much, Professor."
With that said, Blake drank down the red wine in his hand.
Dumbledore nodded with a smile and looked at Soul.
"We should go back, Soul. If I remember correctly, you have another class in the afternoon."
……
"Is this the third-level Order of Merlin?" Hermione curiously took the shining golden badge with two white ribbons from Soul's hand and looked at it several times.
(According to information, the Order of Merlin is divided into levels based on ribbons. White is the third level, purple is the second level, and green is the first level.)
"Yes." Suer nodded indifferently. To him, this medal only has a fixed financial reward of one hundred gold galleons a year, which is quite interesting. The rest is of little use to him now. No.
Oh, there are still some, maybe it will be more famous?
The youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin, it sounds interesting.
As we all know, fame always brings some positive effects. Of course, there are also negative effects. Just look at Harry. With the name of the Dark Lord Terminator, he is almost always invincible in the castle.
Except for Snape, who was unhappy with him due to historical reasons, and a certain snake who didn't love and hate Slytherin, Harry was almost invincible in this castle. Everyone was attracted by the title that shone above his head. Want to be friends with him.
Soul took the medal handed over by Hermione and stuffed it into his pocket.
"By the way, Hermione, are you free tonight?"
"What?" Hermione tilted her head cutely.
"Go to the Forbidden Forest and eat spider legs."
Well, it’s not like no one wants to come over and get to know the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin and invest in Sur’s future. However, with the more shining Dumbledore and Amelia present, Sur is happy and relaxed.
After going through a trial and an investiture ceremony, it was probably lunch time. Soul took a tray in the corner and started a personal gourmet journey. The familiar taste made him conclude that the elves from the Ministry of Magic were also there. Trained in the Hogwarts kitchen.
Hogwarts is indeed Britain’s New Orient.
Speaking of which, it seems that every aspect of the magical world on this peninsula has something to do with Hogwarts.
All I can say is that he deserves to be an education giant...look back!
Soul put a piece of fruit tart in his mouth, and while chewing, he noticed Dumbledore not far away. Oh, he suddenly wanted to be the principal of Hogwarts.
Think about it, on the one hand, I rule the education world, and on the other hand, my wife is the highest official. It seems... This is not bad, right?
Suer suddenly fell into a trance when he looked at Dumbledore. Dumbledore, who noticed Suer's gaze, looked back. Suer quickly showed a harmless smile.
Don't let Dumbledore know that he has bad intentions to usurp the throne.
At this time, Black came over with red wine. It could be seen from Sirius's demeanor that he had experienced a complete aristocratic education. The pace and the way he shook the red wine glass were full of aristocracy.
"Go and chat over there?" Blake raised his eyebrows at Suer.
Soul was a little confused, but he still nodded, put down the plate and followed Blake to an inconspicuous corner.
"I wanted to thank you a few days ago, but I have been dealing with things at home." Blake turned his back to everyone, his demeanor immediately disintegrated, and curled his lips towards Suer, "After all, I have been here for more than ten years. I haven’t gone back to my home. If I don’t clean it up, I can’t live in it.”
Su Er nodded, a little confused, thinking, well, why are you telling me this?
"I heard what Dumbledore said." Black's expression turned serious, "My matter...well, thanks to you..."
"If it weren't for you, I'd probably still be wandering outside right now."
"So, I want to thank you. You should have heard of the Black family, right? I have a lot of gold galleons in my vault. Of course, I know that this is enough to be called a life-saving kindness. It is a bit awkward to thank you with money. It’s insulting.”
Blake smiled bitterly, "But apart from the gold galleons in the vault, I have nothing else to give away."
Sur: . . .No, I just want you to insult me with gold galleons. These are the necessities of life for Hermione and I in the future. It will cost a lot of money to raise seven or eight children. Oh, that’s right, Soul has imagined himself It's time to start a football team with Hermione.
Ha, just kidding, no one really thinks Sur is such a beast, right?
"You're welcome, Mr. Black." Soul shouted in his heart that you can insult me, but his face was really calm, "I just did a trivial thing, and the main credit goes to Professor Dumbledore. It is well deserved to receive the first-level medal.”
Blake opened his mouth, thought for a moment, then reached out and patted Soul on the shoulder, "Anyway, if you need anything, you can come to me. I can give you whatever I have."
"Of course, not except Harry." Blake said something witty, thinking he was being witty.
"Ah haha..." Soul smiled awkwardly on the surface and cursed in his heart - what do I want from Harry? It's not Harry. Oh no, if it was Harry, he wouldn't have a role to play. I'm afraid Snape sees it more than you do. It's not right to be tight, I'm a married man! ! !
"Oh, that's right." Blake's hand tightened on Sur's shoulder, and he suddenly moved closer to Sur and said softly.
"The magic used to hide your face that day was pretty good."
Uh... Su'er felt nervous, but there was some confusion on his face, "What are you talking about? Mr. Black."
Blake stared at the expression on Sur's face for a long time, then suddenly laughed, released his hand and patted Sur on the shoulder.
"I know it's you, and it can only be you, although I don't know where I offended you and made you come here to beat me up."
"However, I still want to thank you. It was that beating that made me understand a lot of things. Well done!"
Su Er still pretended to be at a loss, and his head was spinning rapidly. Where did he show his weakness?Judging from Blake's expression, he had clearly determined that he was the one who tied him up and beat him up.
"What are you talking about?" Dumbledore's voice came at this time, "I'm not disturbing you, right? Winners of second-level and third-level medals?"
The old man with a white beard walked behind the two of them at some point and was looking at them with a smile and narrowed eyes.
"No, Professor Dumbledore." Black smiled and bowed. "I'm here to thank Mr. Bones, you know..."
"I see, just in time, I have something to inform you, Sirius." Dumbledore nodded and said softly, "The school board has approved your appointment as Lupin's assistant professor at Hogwarts Castle. After Christmas, You can move to Hogwarts Castle."
"That's great." Blake's eyes shone with joy and his face turned slightly rosy, "Thank you very much, Professor."
With that said, Blake drank down the red wine in his hand.
Dumbledore nodded with a smile and looked at Soul.
"We should go back, Soul. If I remember correctly, you have another class in the afternoon."
……
"Is this the third-level Order of Merlin?" Hermione curiously took the shining golden badge with two white ribbons from Soul's hand and looked at it several times.
(According to information, the Order of Merlin is divided into levels based on ribbons. White is the third level, purple is the second level, and green is the first level.)
"Yes." Suer nodded indifferently. To him, this medal only has a fixed financial reward of one hundred gold galleons a year, which is quite interesting. The rest is of little use to him now. No.
Oh, there are still some, maybe it will be more famous?
The youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin, it sounds interesting.
As we all know, fame always brings some positive effects. Of course, there are also negative effects. Just look at Harry. With the name of the Dark Lord Terminator, he is almost always invincible in the castle.
Except for Snape, who was unhappy with him due to historical reasons, and a certain snake who didn't love and hate Slytherin, Harry was almost invincible in this castle. Everyone was attracted by the title that shone above his head. Want to be friends with him.
Soul took the medal handed over by Hermione and stuffed it into his pocket.
"By the way, Hermione, are you free tonight?"
"What?" Hermione tilted her head cutely.
"Go to the Forbidden Forest and eat spider legs."
