69novels Chapter 135 Return to Hogwarts
Chapter 135 Return to Hogwarts
Chapter 135 Return to Hogwarts
The wind blew past the flying golden snitches on the Quidditch pitch, and countless students shouted loudly to cheer for their colleges. Today is the match between Gryffindor and Slytherin.
The two academies who have always looked down on each other naturally turned the game into a fiery "hand-to-hand battle".
Snape stood in the spectator booth and watched the game expressionlessly. He basically had no interest in this kind of barbaric sport. If the Slytherin Quidditch captain hadn't approached him, he would have almost no interest in watching it. .
But Dean McGonagall of Gryffindor was not in the spectator seats, her place was empty, and it seemed that some Gryffindor students who were unwilling to give up had reserved a place for her.
McGonagall was staying in the principal's office with Albus at this time, and they were waiting for Ash's arrival, which made Professor McGonagall, who couldn't watch the game, very dissatisfied... She is a Quidditch fan.
"When will Mr. Embers come over?" McGonagall asked again. This was the third time she had asked this hour. It should only be about Quidditch, so she would be so anxious, right?
"Don't worry, Minerva." Dumbledore smiled and handed over a chocolate cockroach. "It will make you more patient."
"Albus..." McGonagall still couldn't say that she was going to watch the game... She sighed, and it seemed that she could only pray that Merlin would bless Gryffindor.
Just as McGonagall was thinking wildly, the fireplace in the principal's room made a cooing sound, and Ash appeared from the fire with a small cloth bag in his hand.
"Good morning, Dumbledore...and Professor McGonagall." Ash nodded slightly to the two, nearly a year of study had taught him to say hello gracefully.
"Good morning, Ash (Embers)."
Dumbledore beckoned Ash to sit down while talking.
"I haven't seen Ash for a long time, you have done a great thing during this time." Dumbledore smiled and handed Ash a chocolate cockroach.
"This is the result of my joint research with Professor Binns." Ash said casually and took the chocolate cockroach, but he didn't rush to eat it.
Dumbledore said with a smile: "Then you should know the current arrangement of Hogwarts?"
"Arrange me to be a teacher of the history of magic? I already know that." Binns told Ash about Dumbledore's thoughts when he wrote the letter.
"That's right." Dumbledore nodded, and he returned a raven brooch to Ash, "This brooch is indeed effective in convincing some diehards on the school board." Some guys who didn't deal with Malfoy.
Ash nodded and took the brooch, "Then may I ask if I will take classes this semester or wait until next semester." He tried his best to show that he cared about the teaching work.
"Next semester." McGonagall said slowly, "Professor Binns' work this semester has come to an end."
"Next semester, you will be in charge of teaching grades one to three." It sounds like McGonagall has already made arrangements... But her tone feels weird.
Ash noticed Professor McGonagall's faint resentment.
But he still said, "I see."
"Ash, because of what happened last semester... what you know, the school management committee hopes that we can know the content of your class." Dumbledore said after consideration: "Therefore, I hope you Give us a report."
"It's best not to bring those dangerous things into the classroom..." McGonagall reminded. Although the history of magic sounds safe, the professor in front of him is a character who dares to bring even trolls into the classroom.
"I understand." Ash nodded to show that he understood, but the specifics depend on the specific arrangement of the class.
Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction. He reached out his hand to Ash's glove and said, "Welcome back, Mr. Furry."
Apparently, he was teasing Ash for wearing gloves in June.
Ash didn't have any other expressions, he was very slow to sense heat and cold.
After coming out of the principal's office, Ash walked straight to his staff dormitory, where there was an owl and a lady.
I should tell Anna something about the Florens family, even if she doesn't care, I should tell her something.
For Anna, Ash is quite at ease, at least she is very strict about her whereabouts.
"Professor Embers?" Suddenly, Ash heard a slightly trembling call.
He froze for a moment. He didn't expect that there were students wandering in the corridor during class time. He turned his head and saw a curly-haired little witch holding a cauldron.
"Good morning, Miss An Luo." Ash smiled slightly.
Walka threw the cauldron on the ground and ran over to hug Ash, "I thought Professor Embers was, fired..."
"It's not that exaggerated." Ash said, "I just did some research, how about you? Isn't it time for class?"
"There's a Quidditch match this morning..." Woka's voice seemed a little crying.
No wonder Professor McGonagall is so angry... Ash understood the reason for McGonagall's displeasure.
"Then why don't you go?" It's rare for Ash to have the temper to chat with the child. It's not that he has those weird feelings for Vocka, but because Professor Binns' letter often mentions that Vocca runs every day. Go ask yourself the situation.
The protection she had given her in front of Professor Som seemed to make her feel an inexplicable admiration for Ash.
Well, Ash still felt a little guilty about this matter. His scheme involved a child... It is said that Vocka lay in the infirmary for several days.
It is precisely because of these reasons that today Ash was patient and willing to chat with this little witch who cared about him.
"Because, because I'm making potion contact." Voka pointed to the cauldron she threw on the ground behind her.
Ash did not expect this, she was actually so interested in potions... Thinking of this, Ash suddenly remembered something, he seemed to have a notebook of "Half-Blood Prince".
Ash, who had already finished his self-study, decided to hand over the notes to Woka, so that he could save some time on Saturdays and Sundays.
"Come with me, Miss An Luo." Ash said, "I have something for you."
After finishing speaking, Ash stepped forward, and Woka smiled slightly, but turned around and hugged his own cauldron. It can only be said that Ash is still so amazing in terms of details.
In this way, Wokka followed Ash directly to the faculty dormitory with the crucible in his arms.
Ash took out the key and turned the lock lightly, and pushed the dormitory door open with a "squeak".
"Ash?" Anna opened her eyes and saw Ash, she showed a surprised expression, "I thought you had to wait for a few more days..."
Ash beckoned, but there seemed to be no sign of Phil in the dormitory, and he didn't know where the owl went.
While he was observing, Woka also walked into the dormitory, and she waved to Anna and said hello.
Anna still likes Volka very much, or she likes these little witches... But the Weasley brothers, Percy and others, she is in a state of indifference.
Voka looked at Ash's dormitory curiously. The spotless appearance here reminded her of her father's messy dormitory... There was an exquisite bird stand on the table, and a few nuts were randomly thrown there.
Next to the neat desk is a large bookshelf, which is filled with various books...Woka even saw a copy of "General History of the World".
While Woka was observing, Ash waved his wand: "The Potions textbook is flying." He pulled out the textbook full of notes from the bookshelf.
"There are a lot of Potions notes in this book, you can use it to study." Ashe said, he handed the textbook to Worka, "I will no longer be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor next semester."
"Ah!?" Walka was taken aback by Ash's words as soon as he took the notes, "Professor, I thought..."
"If nothing else happens, I should be teaching History of Magic next semester." Ashe said, he placed his raven brooch on the table.
The raven reflected the dazzling light under the sunlight.
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