The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 382 Long Time No See, Principal

In the cubicle, when the topic turned to the prefects, Ino remembered the magazine that Draco used to run.

Perhaps due to funding issues, or for other reasons, the faculty and staff in this enormous castle are pitifully few.

This is probably why Hogwarts uses the prefectural system.

Starting from the fifth grade, each college elects two male and two female class leaders each year, and from the 24 class leaders of the four colleges, two male and two female student council presidents are elected.

With these 24 class chairpersons in place, the pressure on the professors was greatly reduced.

On one hand, there are faculty members who don't pay salaries, and on the other hand, there are those who enjoy the rights granted by the school. It's truly a two-way race.

Although no salary is paid, the castle's facade is very impressive.

It's like the prefect's private compartment and badge on a train, or each house's own private restroom. This genuine respect makes even the youngest wizards yearn for the position of prefect.

……

The first half of the train.

In a somewhat empty carriage, about twenty people sat scattered around.

On the soft leather seat, Ron wore a brand-new robe with a badge polished to a shine hanging on his chest.

To be honest, he was very satisfied with his current life: his family's wealth, the honor of being a prefect, and even the love he had found...

Just then, a voice in his ear interrupted Ron's thoughts.

"What are you thinking about?" Colin, who had been promoted to fifth-year prefect this year, suddenly asked curiously.

"No, I just feel very happy with life!" Although he was interrupted, Ron wasn't annoyed at all.

Not to mention that this is nothing at all, even if there were something, he would just laugh it off.

After all, he couldn't afford to offend Colin because of his status.

Without Colin, the deputy editor of "Once Upon a Time in Hogwarts," there would be no brand-new robes and a new wand that he had already replaced.

"You'll feel great, but don't neglect your work. We're planning to expand to an off-campus branch this year. You'll graduate first, and we might put you in charge of it."

Colin reached out and gently patted Ron on the shoulder.

Honestly, Colin, a fifth-grader, looked really young, both in height and appearance. It should have been quite comical to see a young, inexperienced student taking a picture of a much older-looking student.

However, Ron was not dissatisfied at all; on the contrary, he felt pleased.

But after a brief moment of pleasure, he realized a fatal problem. He glanced cautiously at the platinum-haired young man in front of him, who was looking out the window with a worried expression, seemingly lost in thought.

"Colin, does he know about this?"

Ron's tone was somewhat uncertain. Colin was indeed the deputy editor-in-chief, but he was just a deputy editor-in-chief. He could still tell who was in charge.

"You mean Draco?" Colin raised an eyelid and chuckled. "You can rest assured about that. Work is work; no one brings their emotions into it."

"Of course, if you can't handle this job, then..."

"I want to try!" Ron interrupted Colin before he could finish speaking.

To be honest, this was a bit rude, but he really didn't want to give up the opportunity. At school, he could already buy new robes and new wands just by selling information and writing stories.

Ron was excited just thinking about becoming the branch manager.

at the same time.

Even after hearing his own name called from the window, Draco still didn't bother to turn around.

Now his mind is filled with the conversation he had with his father before the start of the school year. Unlike the innocent confusion he felt as a child, this time he truly feels a sense of oppression.

He couldn't understand why his father would choose the original path when the situation was already clear.

He was so troubled by this that he lost interest in everything else.

……

Time always slips away unnoticed.

Before dark, the train stopped at Hogsmeade Station.

Some students rowed boats, others rode in carriages; as all the students gathered in the auditorium, it heralded the start of a new school year.

Inside the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall walked in with light steps, followed by a group of nervous-looking young wizards.

History seems to have returned to the beginning of the story, which also began with a group of young wizards walking into the Great Hall.

But no matter what, what is meant to happen will happen.

Although Professor McGonagall looks a little older than she is now, she is full of energy.

"Now, when I call your names, come up one by one."

Professor McGonagall spoke with a strong voice at the front of the auditorium.

As the sound faded, the 1996 Sorting Ceremony officially began.

……

During the opening banquet, Ino felt countless subtle gazes.

Similarly, these gazes also occasionally drifted toward Hermione.

He didn't really care about it, since he couldn't stop other people's curiosity.

Although the Daily Prophet's interviews have provided detailed answers to all the questions, it seems human nature always favors "hearsay" rather than seeking answers in books.

Under the constant scrutiny, Ino put down the cutlery in her hands.

The opening banquet was also coming to an end.

When all the young wizards followed the prefects back to the common room, Ino went to the eighth floor of the castle.

……

"Long time no see, Professor!"

As Ino entered the familiar principal's office, he greeted her politely.

"Long time no see!" Dumbledore put down the candy he had just picked up at his desk.

"It's a surprise. I thought you would be like Severus, but your appearance makes me very happy."

Dumbledore stood up, smiling, and walked toward the only locker in the office.

As several plates of candy were brought out, Ino didn't beat around the bush and directly stated her purpose.

"Professor, are those two Horcruxes still there? I'm planning to take action; after all, dragging it out won't do any good..."

His purpose in coming here was to confirm whether the two Soul Weapons were safe, so that nothing else would go wrong.

"Of course, I've always kept it very well!"

Dumbledore said calmly.

Judging from his tone, it seems he knew this would happen all along.

As Dumbledore finished speaking, two Horcruxes flew out of the desk drawer.

The ring from Gaunt's old house, the Hufflepuff's golden cup.

"I feel completely at ease entrusting these things to you!"

The two Horcruxes were placed on the table, but Dumbledore didn't even glance at them, not even when faced with the legendary Resurrection Stone.

Ino was somewhat surprised by this composure.

It wasn't the trust itself that surprised Dumbledore, but rather his attitude towards the Resurrection Stone. After all, with Hermione's example before him, there was no reason for him to act this way.

"Surprised? Actually, I met Gellert after you."

Dumbledore smiled, a smile that held a hint of relief and understanding, as well as a touch of triumph in his mischief.

"So what news did you receive?"

The moment the words left his mouth, Ino felt somewhat abrupt.

I had just been thinking about prophecy and divination on the train, and it just slipped out on my tongue.

"Of course, if it's about privacy, then disregard what I said. But we can talk about Senior Tom first; his actions surprised me..."

He subtly changed the subject, giving each other a way out and avoiding an awkward situation.

At the same time, as Ino narrated, Dumbledore also showed a dazed expression.

half an hour.

"That's so typical of him... his mastery of people's hearts," Dumbledore murmured softly.

"Yes!" Ino exclaimed in deep agreement, "Who would have thought there weren't any Horcruxes at all!"

They relied on Horcruxes, but didn't actually create any. Moreover, they released magic that interfered with divination.

All of these demonstrate an unparalleled mastery of human nature.

But despite all his calculations, Voldemort never anticipated that the crystal ball in Grindelwald's fairy tale would produce such an unexpected effect.

To be honest, Ino was genuinely surprised when he received the divination results.

No one can ever find something that doesn't exist.

If Voldemort cannot find the last Horcrux, he will always have something to rely on.

On the other side, Dumbledore's eyes gradually sharpened.

"Do you need me to come with you? Although I'm over a hundred years old, I'm still of some use."

"Come on, if you want! Anyway, I just need someone to carry my camera lens."

Ino did not refute the old principal's suggestion.

Actually, he was more interested in seeing Voldemort's expression after his secret was exposed and the two of them came to visit together.

Will he still be as relaxed and unhurried as when he visited before, eating cream toffee?

Thinking of this, Ino reached out and picked up the candy that had just been served; it tasted as sweet as ever.

Xiao Di's sharing today: Gellert Grindelwald

Gellert Grindelwald

Birth and death dates: 1883 - March 1998

Physical characteristics: In his youth, Grindelwald had blond hair, blue eyes, and a perpetually cheerful expression.

Grindelwald, with his "wild" demeanor, was extremely weak, emaciated, with sunken eyes and almost all his teeth missing, as he approached the end of his life in the top cell of Nurmengard.

Graduated from: Durmstrang (dropped out) Wand: The Elder Wand

Family member: Bahida Bashat (great-aunt)

Gellert Grindelwald is considered one of the most powerful dark wizards of all time, second only to Voldemort. Grindelwald was talented, charismatic, and charming; his unique personality made him even more susceptible to the allure of dark magic.

Grindelwald attended Durmstrang Academy. Although Durmstrang was relatively tolerant of the study and use of Dark Magic, Grindelwald's Dark Magic experiments were so egregious that the school could not turn a blind eye and ultimately expelled him.

(End of this chapter)