Harry Potter Blood Hunter

Although it was the first day of school, the weather today was very bad. It was raining heavily, and everyone had to rush to the castle under the rain.

It seems that last year’s school day was the same weather... They can still remember the dementors who suddenly boarded the train in heavy rain at this time last year!

Pray that there won’t be any moths today!

But compared to the embarrassment of the other little wizards, Browder and his party are very relaxed.

Because Browder added a waterproof and moisture-proof effect to everyone, the effect includes the whole person. The raindrops fell, whether it was on clothes or hair, they couldn't survive at all and flowed down the body surface.

"I don't know who the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor will be this school year? Browder, do you have any news?" Eddie asked Browder casually as soon as he got out of the night horse carriage.

Many little wizards have paid close attention to who the professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is every year.

After all, they have been working for less than a year, so everyone wants to know which warrior still dares to take up this cursed position.

"You'll know in a moment! Don't worry so much!" Browder replied, but suddenly turned his head and said to a dark place, "Pippy, I found you! Come out!"

Everyone had already walked to the side of the auditorium. Hearing these words, following Browder's gaze, everyone looked at the shadow... and then a child-sized soul body flew out. He is a little ghost with a hat decorated with bells and an orange bow tie.

"Damn it!" Pepigui was very unwilling. Holding a water polo in his hand, he wanted to smash people passing by.

But now that Browder has found him, it is not a prank to throw a water polo now.

So Pippi flew away. At least leave in front of this group of people first, and the next group of people...double pranks!

Although everyone is not afraid of the water polo being hit on the body, it is of course a good thing not to be hit.

Entering the auditorium happily, everyone could not help but shiver with a warm breath.

Very comfortable!

The auditorium is still as it used to be. It is now decorated for the opening ceremony. The golden plates and goblet are shining in the light of hundreds of candles floating in the air. There are many students chatting on the four long tables. In the front of the auditorium, professors and staff sit at the fifth table, facing their students.

But there are still many vacancies on this table. In the middle of the table sat the headmaster Professor Dumbledore. His silver hair and long collar gleamed in the candlelight, and his gorgeous dark green plume was embroidered with stars and moons.

Browder was spotted by Dumbledore the first time he looked at Dumbledore. Dumbledore retracted his gaze from the ceiling and motioned to Browder with his eyes.

Browder sat down after nodding.

It didn't take long for the other little wizards who were not in the first grade to gather in the auditorium.

When Harry came in, there really was a lot of trouble.

Even though they were all classmates, many people were turned into fans by Harry's subtle performance in the World Cup.

A large group of people gathered around Harry and asked him to sign... all irrational fans.

Especially the Colin who was originally a fan of Harry, now he can't wait to let Ginny move away, so that he can take a photo next to Harry.

Ron and Ginny stopped talking about protecting Harry, even they themselves were squeezed to pass out.

In the absence of Professor McGonagall, it was Professor Snape who yelled at him to get the group of irrational little wizards back to their seats, allowing Harry to escape.

They were still more afraid of Professor Snape than they liked Harry.

Thank you so much! Har used his eyes to thank Professor Snape, but Professor Snape obviously didn't look at him.

Although Harry could get rid of the sudden crowd of fans on his own, it was certainly not as easy as it is now.

Harry hurriedly ran to the seat Hermione had reserved for them.

After Hermione had just dried the wet clothes for Harry and the others, the door of the auditorium suddenly opened, and Professor McGonagall walked in with a group of new students who were very young.

If Harry, Ron, and Ginny were only wet before, that would be nothing compared to these new students. They seemed to swim across the lake instead of by boat, and they were all trembling with the cold and tension.

However, a warm breeze blew by, and the freshmen didn't feel cold anymore, and their clothes dried quickly.

Browder had already picked up his knife and fork and was waiting to quickly end the sorting house and enter the dinner time. Feeling the magic of Dumbledore in the breeze, he shrugged boredly.

Without listening to the noise of the sorting hat that can't be called singing at all, Browder carefully studied the texture on the knife, thinking about the angle of such a knife to better cut the food.

But Browder's lazy behavior could not continue.

The first freshman was assigned to Ravenclaw. And the fifth-year prefect of each college who is responsible for the freshman greeting.

Although very reluctant, this year's fifth grade male prefect in Ravenclaw is Browder.

The female prefect is autumn.

The prefect badge was sent along with this year's notice.

Even after receiving the prefect’s badge, Browder was surprised to personally write a few long letters to Professor McGonagall explaining why he was not suitable to be a prefect, but how could Professor McGonagall’s character be in a few words. convince? I still reply to Browder, saying that he is the most suitable candidate.

No way, Ravenclaw in the fifth grade has a total of three boys, Eddie and Marcos are headed by Browder. Although they are all excellent, they are not suitable for management tasks like prefects.

Browder wanted to say that he himself was not suitable for management, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that there is no persuasive power in this aspect...He has a magic toy joke shop all over Europe. And the duel club where he is the president is already the largest club in Hogwarts...

Who does he choose if he doesn't choose?

Browder was depressed.

In this regard, it was Autumn that finally convinced Browder.

Of course the male prefect has to work with the female prefect. Browder doesn't want to be, is he unwilling to cooperate with her?

How could Browder dare to take such words of condemnation?

So Browder still sat in the position of the prefect.

Browder: Oh, I really don't want to be!

(Percy:...)

For this reason, every freshman entering Ravenclaw, Browder will shake hands with them and welcome them.

However, the ratio of men to women entering Ravenclaw is as touching as ever.

The sorting ceremony is over. There are a total of 12 freshmen who joined Ravenclaw this year, of which there are only four boys...but one more than Browder's this year.

Although Browder said he did not want to do such troublesome things, but when he finally started to eat, he did not simply work hard as before. Instead, he introduced the freshmen how to eat various foods. It's delicious, which aroused the freshmen's interest and appetite.

Even the girls ate a lot because of this, and all of them felt bloated and uncomfortable.

While eating dessert, Browder also told them some Gonzos about Hogwarts, which made them full of curiosity about this thousand-year-old castle.

When the last dessert was finished, all the tables and utensils were removed, Dumbledore stood up again, and the buzzing conversation in the auditorium ceased immediately, except for the roar of wind and heavy rain outside. Hit.

"Attention." Dumbledore smiled at them. "Now we are all full and full. But I remind you to pay attention. I want to inform a few things."

Dumbledore first said about the various taboos that Filch asked him to say, and then continued, "I still want to remind you that students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest, and those under the third grade cannot go to Hogsmeade."

"Moreover, I also regret to tell you that this year's school Quidditch Cup will not be held."

"What?" Harry took a sigh of relief. Although he had known the news for a long time, it was confirmed by Dumbledore himself that Harry was still very unhappy.

But Harry did not see that, except for the few people who had been living in the Burrow, the other little wizards were not too surprised.

Hearing Harry’s voice, Dumbledore’s face was obviously smiling, and he continued to say, “This is because there is an event that started in October and will continue throughout the school year. It takes up the teacher. A lot of our time and energy-but I promise you will enjoy this event very much, and I am happy to announce that Hogwarts this year -"

At that moment, a deafening thunder sounded from the ceiling, and the door of the auditorium opened with a bang.

There was a man standing in the hallway, leaning on a long cane, and covered with a black travel cloak. Everyone in the hall turned their heads to look at the outsider.

Suddenly a thunderbolt struck the roof, illuminating him, and he took off his hood, and a long gray mane and dark gray hair fell down. He began to walk towards the staff desk.

Every time he took a step, a heavy chuckle echoed in the hall. He walked to the end of the table, turned to the right, and walked towards Dumbledore. A thunderbolt crossed the roof. Many people were shocked.

The light of the lightning clearly showed the person's face, a face that many people have never seen before. To a person who has only a little fuzzy concept of the human face, it seems to be carved from dead wood. The sculptor seems to have no experience in how to use a chisel. Every inch of the skin on his face seems to be scarred, his mouth is like a deep cut diagonally, and a large part of the bridge of the nose is missing, but it is that person’s that makes people afraid eye.

One of the eyes is like a bead, small and black, and the other eye is like a coin, big and round, and still blue. This blue eye kept turning, without blinking, turning up and down, looking left and right, very unlike a normal eye. The blue eyes turned to the right, toward the back of his head, so they could only look. To his white eyes.

The stranger approached Dumbledore~www.NovelMTL.com~ and he stretched out a hand as scarred as his face. Dumbledore shook his hand and said something. He seemed to be asking the stranger, and the stranger shook his head without a smile and pressed his throat to answer.

Dumbledore nodded and motioned the man to sit in the empty seat on his right.

"Let me introduce our new black magic defense teacher." Dumbledore broke the silence and said happily, "He is Professor Moody."

"Moody?" Harry said to Ron. "Eye Moody? The man your dad went to help this morning?"

"Maybe." Ron replied in awe.

"What's wrong with him?" Hermione asked quietly. "What's wrong with his face?"

"I don't know." Ron also said quietly, looking at Moody with interest, "But if it is him, it seems normal not to be afraid of the curse of this position!"

Because Moody's has long been abnormal.

Dumbledore cleared his throat again. "As I said earlier, we are honored to host an extremely exciting event next month. It has not been held for more than a century. I am very happy to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament , It will be held again at Hogwarts this year!"

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