Chapter 1186 Disciplinary Committee and Magic Book
Chapter 1186 The Disciplinary Committee and the Magic Book
"Slytherin lost, Professor! Malfoy he-"
In the teachers' stand at Hogwarts Quidditch, several Slytherin seniors crowded over indignantly.
As Elena announced the "tie" result, overwhelming boos surged from the Slytherin House crowd.
The traces of Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter's match-fixing were so obvious that even Lucius Malfoy felt a little angry, not to mention those who had watched the entire fake match with helpless eyes.
, the Slytherin students who were forced to accept a draw in the end, many grumpy little wizards had already drawn their wands, and seemed to be planning to clean up the traitors on the spot.
However, before they could chant the curse downwards, two broomsticks floated over from both sides of the stands and stopped in front of Slytherin House.
"Discipline Committee! Please maintain order during the game——"
"Discipline Committee! Order."
Two girls' voices sounded in the air one after the other.
As if carrying some kind of magical power, Slytherin House, which had just begun to be chaotic, instantly became quiet.
Not far away, Hermione Granger was standing at the top of the Gryffindor House stand, quietly looking at the young wizards below who had also calmed down.
As members of the Hogwarts Disciplinary Committee, they have successfully established their own prestige in the past few months. All doubts and resistance were eliminated in the wailing of the school infirmary.
Perhaps violence is not the most correct way to reason, but in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, especially in front of a group of young wizards who are in their youthful rebellious period, this is definitely the most efficient way of suppression - compared to Ah
Gus Filch's traditional corporal punishment, confinement, and the rigorous law enforcement process of the disciplinary committee members and their aftermath procedures make people more awe-inspiring for authority.
"So, Drex...are you going to chant a spell at me, or are you going to release a spell to attack the contestants and referees below?"
Hannah Abbott floated calmly in front of the Slytherin House square, her eyes passing over the little wizards holding their wands one by one.
As Hannah's eyes swept over them one by one, the Slytherin students glared hatefully at the "traitor" below and put away their wands.
Unlike Miss Granger who can defend and explain, "Disciplinary Committee Chariot" always suppresses chaos first and then analyzes the reasons.
No one wanted to spend such a rare weekend in the school infirmary - Hannah's "treatment" was only to stabilize the injury, but she still had to rely on Elena and Madam Pomfrey to recover.
More importantly, in addition to Hannah, Luna Lovegood also appeared next to her.
Almost at the same time that Hannah spoke, a huge, ferocious, crazy, whispering silhouette gradually appeared in the air behind Luna.
Those are ancient gods who have signed an ancient contract with the "Lovegood Family". No one has ever seen the true appearance of those strange ancient gods, but just the outline and momentum are enough to make many people feel hairy all over.
Soaked in some kind of moist mucus, countless tiny, rustling, unclear meanings but hidden madness quietly lingered around them.
"Luna, there is no need to summon the ancient gods for the time being... I don't think they will violate school rules."
Hannah said softly, glanced at Luna cautiously, and then looked indifferently at the hundreds of Slytherin wizards in front of her.
"Is that so? Sir, ladies. Although it is a pity that we did not achieve the results you wanted, the competition has just begun. Isn't it too early to start 'celebrating' now?"
You know, among the three "Reserve Major Arcana", Hannah's "guide" was the first-generation Dark Lord who once overturned most of the magic world.
Even though she usually looks naive in front of her other girlfriends, if someone really thinks of her as a stupid, weak little fool, then they have completely misjudged her.
The little princess of the Leaky Cauldron is not a hothouse flower. She has been in the tavern since she was a child. She has witnessed how her parents, uncles and aunts move freely back and forth among various guests, officials, and goblins. The Leaky Cauldron will be a place where wizards
You can provide warm water and bread when you are most destitute, or you can throw werewolves and vampires into the street to calm down when they go crazy.
In the past few months of serving as the Disciplinary Committee, Hannah's gentleness, enthusiasm and hatred for evil have perfectly interpreted what it means to be a Hufflepuff in the new era.
——All the thorns in Hogwarts were beaten to the ground by her own hands without exception.
There are no excuses, no exemptions, and her stubbornness can sometimes put Peeves to shame.
"Of course, of course -"
"There's no more to come, it's over, it's over!"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Everyone in Slytherin College answered in confusion, and worked together to hold down a few of the stunned Qing who didn't know how powerful they were yet.
Within a few minutes, the "riot" flames that had just appeared in Slytherin House were quietly extinguished.
Hannah and Luna also looked relieved and flew back to their original seats.
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"Oh, it looks like the disciplinary committee members have made the right decision."
At the same time, Severus Snape calmly glanced at the young wizards who crowded in front of him, his sallow face showing no emotion.
"Whether the penalty is fair or not is the responsibility of the referee. As for Malfoy...he didn't lose to Gryffindor, right?"
"But……"
"This competition has just begun. I don't want Slytherin to be deducted points due to order issues."
Snape frowned slightly, quickly interrupted the excuses of the senior students, and waved his hand impatiently.
"If you think you can do better, then you should strive to be a player standing below, instead of condemning unfairness from me - these things, after the competition is over, you can go directly to Draco Marr
Please ask me clearly."
"Okay, Milne, Bud, go back to your seats, the third game is about to start."
"...Okay, Professor." Several senior Slytherins looked at each other, and they wilted instantly like frosted eggplants.
I don't know why, but Professor Snape has become less biased towards Slytherin House in the past two years.
Especially with the news of Voldemort's resurrection, some voices of dissatisfaction began to appear in the academy.
However, it is only limited to a small area.
Before the situation became clear, many pure-blood "former Death Eater" families were a little frightened when facing Snape.
No one knows how Snape deceived Dumbledore's trust and became a full professor at Hogwarts.
Some people say that he participated in the conspiracy before the Dark Lord disappeared, some say that he revealed a large number of Death Eater names to Dumbledore, and some say that he relied on all kinds of rhetoric and weird, evil potions to influence the current magician.
The greatest old wizard in the world...
But no matter what, Severus Snape is still the purest person in Hogwarts in the eyes of most pure-blood wizards, especially Slytherin "blood" wizards.
"It's strange, Professor Snape, that you can actually speak for Gryffindor?"
Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows and looked at the senior Slytherin students who left silently.
It had to be said that Harry and Draco's fake match was so obvious that even as the Head of Gryffindor, she couldn't stand it.
What surprised Professor McGonagall even more was that when a "traitor" appeared in his college, Snape, who was originally worried, showed no change in his expression.
In fact, when Elena announced the end of the game, Snape was even the first professor to applaud gently.
"...I just stated an objective fact. Gryffindor did not win - and those two children did play well."
Snape's lips trembled a few times, he looked away from Harry who was talking quietly to Draco below, and spoke softly in a steady voice.
"The overall strength of Slytherin House is superior to Gryffindor House. The House Cup in the past few years has proved this. After knowing the result in advance, there will be no worries."
The smile on Professor McGonagall's face suddenly froze, and her lips pressed into a tight line.
If Elena hadn't appeared in Hufflepuff last year, Slytherin House would have almost achieved Hogwarts' unprecedented seven consecutive House Cups.
"However, these little guys' magic skills are indeed quite solid..."
Seeing that the two deans seemed to be quarreling, Professor Sprout coughed lightly and changed the topic just right.
"I mean, these four little wizards appearing now - I was not that good at their age."
"Perhaps there is some coincidence in this, but does it mean from another perspective that our past education methods were too conservative and did not fully tap the talents of students?"
"It's hard to say, Professor Sprout."
Filius Flitwick shook his head, his monocle reflecting the colors of the magic light curtain below.
"The little wizards in the first and second grades are indeed quite outstanding. However, we must at least see the performance of other students before we can draw a conclusion."
Hogwarts' magic education reform was implemented last year, and Elena and the others' lower grade were the first batch of pilot targets.
With the joint efforts of Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic, starting from this school year-that is, Irina, Ginny's year-the magic education reform began to be promoted in all grades of Hogwarts one by one.
However, considering the pressure of O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T examinations, the changes in teaching and curriculum in the upper grades will naturally be much less than those in the lower grades. Except for some new knowledge, most of their course content is still progressing according to the original planning schedule.
In private discussions between Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic, today's first- and second-year students are called the "new generation."
It is obvious that they are very different from other grades.
The debate about the change between the “new era” and the “old era” has never stopped since the launch of the “New Magic Curriculum Standards”.
"Well, if it turns out..."
"Magic strength, interpersonal relationships, character, knowledge...there are too many areas for assessment and discussion."
Snape looked away from the professors, back to the edge of the field below, and whispered thoughtfully.
"How to achieve a higher balance while maintaining antagonism is something Professor Dumbledore has to weigh - but judging from the current situation, the effect seems to be pretty good."
"Maybe, but don't forget, there are many more courses in the lower grades now than in the past."
Professor Flitwick shrugged noncommittally and did not pursue the matter further.
Compared to Hogwarts in the past, little wizards today undoubtedly have a much harder time.
With the combination of more time and effort, if you are still not better than before, that would be a big problem.
Especially in Ravenclaw House, many children spent half of last year sleeping in sleeping bags in the corridor. Compared with this year, the progress is quite obvious.
"Speaking of which, have you discovered..."
Professor Flitwick raised his head and looked at the playback on the magic light screen in mid-air and suddenly said.
"...Draco Malfoy, if you look carefully, there is something wrong with that kid?"
"Something's wrong? Did you see anything wrong with his spellcasting?" Professor McGonagall asked curiously.
As Professor Flitwick suddenly spoke, the professors all raised their heads and looked at the magic light curtain hanging in mid-air not far away.
After each round of confrontation, the magic light curtain will automatically repeat the previous magic confrontation during the interval between the venue recovery and the intermission.
Of course, what is being replayed on the light screen at this time is the "fake match" that caused huge controversy just now - but the attention is obviously much less than the previous one.
The vast majority of students chose not to watch it, because it looked almost the same as the team practice in the Charms class. After such a round of replays, even the little wizards of Gryffindor House had to admit that this
This unexpected "draw" did have considerable merit, but as the party that took advantage, they naturally would not jump out to defend themselves.
You know, "Commissioner of Discipline Justice" sits at the highest point of the Gryffindor Stand, and Miss Granger is nicknamed "a miniature version of Professor McGonagall."
"I don't understand what you mean, Filius-" Professor Snape frowned, "In my opinion, Mr. Malfoy's curse is normal."
"Well, I don't see anything wrong with it either," Professor Sprout said.
"Oh, not only is it normal, it is simply a perfect standard."
Professor Flitwick looked carefully at the magic light curtain above, his expression gradually became serious, and he said softly.
"From reciting spells to casting spells, every movement and syllable made by Mr. Malfoy is all textbook-level standard spellcasting - without any errors or deviations."
"...Every spell is like this."
"So what do you think?" Snape subconsciously sat up straight and asked in a deep voice.
"have no idea."
Professor Flitwick shook his head and said thoughtfully.
"But... this is not the first time we have seen a similar situation."
"Um?"
"us?"
Professor McGonagall and others looked at the little Hogwarts Charms Master in confusion.
However, before they could ask, Professor Flitwick took the initiative to tell them the answer.
I saw Professor Flitwick taking out a small book from his wizard robe and slowly opening it, rubbing his fingers on a certain page.
"If the magic book in Hogwarts adds a spell page, you can burn the spell and release it when the time is right."