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Text 702: Snape got his wish

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    Except for the first-year freshmen, they all returned to Hogwarts in a carriage pulled by thestrals. They sat at the long tables of their respective colleges and greeted each other with their long-lost classmates.

    After pestering Professor McGonagall for a while, Fish also returned to the long table in Gryffindor, but his eyes turned to Dumbledore at the teacher's long table above

    I haven't seen him for a while, and the breath of life on his body has weakened a little, and his state has become less stable again.

    Dumbledore noticed Fish's gaze, smiled and nodded at him, then raised the index finger of his left hand, put it to his mouth and made a "shh" motion.

    Fish shook his ears, and withdrew his gaze.

    The subsequent process was not much different from previous years. The first-year freshmen were led into the auditorium by Professor McGonagall anxiously, and then put on the old sorting hat and were assigned to different colleges.

    After the sorting ceremony was over, the house elves served a sumptuous dinner that had already been prepared. Everyone talked about various topics with the people around them while enjoying the delicious food on the table.

    After eating the last dessert, the food on the table was cleared, and Dumbledore stood up from his seat.

    "Good evening everyone!" he said with a benevolent smile, opening his arms as if to embrace the entire auditorium.

    "What happened to his hand?" Parvati Patil, who was beside Fish, asked in astonishment.

    She was not alone in noticing this.  Dumbledore's right index finger was still scorched black, dry and lifeless.  There was a murmur in the auditorium.

    Dumbledore knew what everyone was talking about, he just smiled, shaking his purple and gold sleeves to cover the injured hand.

    "Don't worry." He said lightly, "Okay New students, welcome to enroll; old students, welcome back to school! What awaits you is a new school year of magic education"

    "Fisch, can't you do anything?" All the Gryffindor students looked at Mao Mao curiously.

    "When Albus first started, his whole hand was black meow!"

    (?`¡ä?)

    Mao Mao clasped his hands, and said with a serious face: "Fisch used Tranquility to control his injury to one finger!"

    "What I'm curious about is how did his hand get hurt?" Dean Thomas looked worried, "There shouldn't be many people in this world who can hurt Dumbledore, right? Could it be a mystery  people?"

    "Fisch doesn't know meow either."

    (`¡ä¡Ô`¡ä)

    Mao Mao said while shaking his head.

    Of course Fish knew the truth, but he wanted to help Dumbledore keep it a secret.

    So he half-truthfully explained: "But from what Albus said, he seems to have been tricked by a very ancient black magic item. Fish tried all the healing spells, but there is still one finger that can't be cured."  Meow By the way, that thing is a ring, and Albus put the ring on the finger that couldn't be healed."

    "That finger looks dead." Precisely because she already knew about Dumbledore's situation, Hermione said with a distressed expression on her face: "Some injuries can never be healed the ancient  Spells and some potions for which there is no cure"

    This is the conclusion she drew from the knowledge in Professor McGonagall's collection during the summer vacation.

    "Administrator Filch asked me to tell everyone that it is absolutely forbidden for students to bring any joke products purchased from Wesley's Magic Wheezes this year."

    Dumbledore ignored the whispers of the students and continued talking on it. After telling everyone that the school was looking for a new Quidditch commentator (the original commentator Lee Jordan graduated), he finally introduced this year's new Quidditch commentator.  professor.

    "This year, we are delighted to have a new teacher, Professor Slughorn." Slughorn stood up, his bald head gleaming in the candlelight, his belly in a vest on the table.  "He's a former colleague of mine who agreed to return to his old job as Potions teacher."

    Except for a few students such as Harry who knew that Professor Slughorn's upcoming position would be a Potions teacher, most of the students heard this for the first time, and they were all surprised by it.

    "Potions class?"

    The word echoed throughout the auditorium, and everyone wondered if they heard it wrong.

    "At the same time, Professor Snape," Dumbledore raised his tone, overshadowing people's discussions, "will be the teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."Snape was sitting on Dumbledore's right, and he didn't stand up when he heard Dumbledore mention his name, he just lazily raised a hand to show that he heard the applause at the Slytherin table  However, the expressions of the students from the other three colleges were more subtle.

    "You said Will Snape leave Hogwarts after teaching this year's classes?" Harry and Ron got together and expressed their guesses, or wishes, "  That job was cursed by Voldemort. No one lasted more than a year and they were all beaten by Fish"

    Harry looked at Fish not far away with some expectation.

    With the hearing of a cat, it is natural to hear Harry's "wish" just now

    Then Fish gave Harry an angry look, because Fish thought he was laughing at him.

    Severus and I are good friends, how could we beat him up?

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    Mao Mao puffed her cheeks and turned her head away, ignoring Harry, a bad guy who always wanted to drive a wedge between himself, Snape, and Malfoy.

    "At the end of the term, he probably went back to teaching his Potions class." Ron said rationally: "That guy named Slughorn probably doesn't want to stay here for a long time, and Moody is like that Although the guy at the beginning  Moody is fake."

    ? The news that one's wish has been fulfilled has been widely discussed.

    Dumbledore didn't seem to realize how sensational the news he just announced was. Instead of talking about the teacher's position, he cleared his throat. After everyone quieted down, he emphasized the current situation in a clich¨¦d manner.

    It's just that compared to last year, this year's students seem less nervous

    After all, for the whole of last year, nothing happened in the wizarding world of England, except for the former Minister Fudge who kept tossing around, and everyone was more or less lax.

    In fact, if it weren't for their trust in Fish, most of the students at Hogwarts would have thought Harry and Dumbledore were talking nonsense from the very beginning.

    Dumbledore's blue eyes scanned all the students, keenly aware of their current state of mind, but he didn't say anything more, but smiled again.

    "Okay, your beds are waiting for you, as warm and comfortable as you expect them to be. I know your priority now is to rest well and get ready for class tomorrow. So, let's say 'good night'. Dudu!"

    Dumbledore made an end in an inexplicable way again, and then left the auditorium with the professors.

    Fish wanted to catch up immediately, but was held back by Hermione.

    "We still have to take the freshmen back to the dormitory." She whispered in Maomao's ear, "Professor Dumbledore's finger hasn't changed, and it seems that Professor Snape's medicine has no effect, so don't worry  .¡±

    Mao Mao froze for a moment, and then remembered what he had said to fool Hermione before, so he stopped quickly, shaking his head and making a tired look.

    "Fish can return the prefect badge back meow?"

    (??)

    "If you're not afraid of Minerva's anger."

    "Forget it"

    e=('o'*)

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