HP Approaches the Magical World

　　 Happy time is always short.

　　 At the end of the banquet, Dumbledore stood up from his seat, knocked on his knife and fork, and signaled everyone to be quiet.

　　 "Oh, now that everyone is full and full, I want to say a few more words to everyone. At the beginning of the semester, I want to make a few points for you."

　　 "Attention first-year students, all the woods on campus are forbidden to enter. Our old students and classmates should keep this in mind."

　　 Dumbledore's shining gaze swept toward Gryffindor, and then he swept around to retract his gaze.

　　 "Furthermore, Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to remind everyone not to use magic in the corridors between classes."

　　 "The review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. Anyone who is interested in joining the college team, please contact Mrs. Hooch."

　　 "Finally, what I must tell everyone is that those who do not want to suffer accidents and die in pain, please do not enter the corridor on the right on the fourth floor."

"what's the situation?"

　　 Stephen leaned against Jon's ear and asked in a very low voice, "What happened in the fourth floor corridor?"

　　 Jon naturally knew what was going on, but he couldn't say it widely, and there was no way to explain how he knew it.

　　 "I will tell you when I ask Dumbledore tomorrow."

　　 The two people hurriedly ended the conversation because the school song began.

　　According to tradition, the students sang the school song in seven and eight, and everyone was going to leave.

　　……

　　The freshmen are naturally led by the prefect. They, the second-year students, can return to their dormitories as soon as possible without worrying about anything.

　　 Returning to the familiar dormitory, this time Jon can only sleep well, and will not be suddenly dragged into the magic fairy castle again. Thinking about it, there is still a little loss.

　　 "Don't be in a daze, boss, let's talk about it, what's the study plan for the new semester?"

　　 Steven is undressing, and it is Scully and Fren who are talking.

　　 "Why are you two so active? I have never seen you love studying so much before."

　　 "The times are different. These two guys played too hard during the holidays. Fortunately, Fren, Scully was trained at home. This semester is going to work hard, Fren is his book boy."

　　Steven loosened his bow tie and cuffs, and revealed the old bottom ruthlessly: "It's a pity that I think Fren is more serious in studying than he is."

　　 "Don't say that, it's good for Scully to have this heart."

Jon also jokingly said that he stepped forward, picked up the two people from their chairs, and stuffed them into their tents one by one: "Sleep well, and you will have class tomorrow morning. Aren’t you tired? Study the plan. I'll wait for two days before I have time to talk about the matter. What's the rush?"

　　 "That's right, what's in a hurry."

　　 Stephen is particularly relaxed in the dormitory, he doesn't look like holding him outside at all.

　　 "I went to bed, and you go to bed earlier."

　　 Throwing the normal clothes into the clothes basket, Stephen also got into the tent.

　　 Jon smiled and waved his magic wand to put out the candle, and then got into his own small space.

　　 It's been a long time, my bed.

　　 After a tiring day, Jon lay on the bed and quickly fell asleep.

　　 A good night dream.

　　……

　　MI0 headquarters, seventh floor underground, confidential affairs office.

"prison Break?"

　　 Corinna frowned.

"Correct."

The obese man sitting across from the table got up and walked outside the door to see that there was no one around. He turned around and closed the door with his hand: "The confidentiality regulations have just been imposed on this matter. I tell you you can’t tell. other people."

　　 "Don't worry, can't you still trust me?"

Corinna nodded and said, "But when you blatantly be an insider, don’t you have any guilty conscience? Also, I remember a lot of your salary. As a confidential secretary, you are still working. Are you afraid of high blood pressure if you eat so much at public expense?"

　　 However, these words didn't strike any strength at all. Just as Corinna was speaking, the fat man opposite her had taken out a whole still hot fried chicken from the fresh-keeping cabinet at hand and placed it in front of her.

　　 "High blood pressure is a big deal. It can be solved with a single shot of cardiopulmonary enhancer. Anyway, I have staff subsidies."

　　 The man pressed a concealed button from the sidebar of the pen holder. From the small lattice that popped out, he took out two small bags with disposable gloves, and handed one of them to Corinna.

Corinna took it and looked back reluctantly. She usually ate and drank away for reimbursement. She actually had to use staff subsidies for injections, so she was still sitting firmly in the position of confidential secretary, she had to say , The ability of the man in front of him is indeed outstanding.

　　 "Go ahead, except for me, who did you tell this news to?"

　　 Corinna put on her gloves and tore a piece of chicken into her mouth, trying to ask for details.

　　 "Do you really want to know?"

　　 "Of course, who made a joke with you, I wasted time and weight eating fried chicken with you here to make a joke with you?"

　　 "You all know."

　　You naturally refer to Corinna and the others~www.wuxiahere.com~ the fifteen special zone leaders. Obviously they all know it now.

　　 "So, this is what you are responsible for informing us!"

　　 Corinna snatched a chicken leg angrily: "Next time you are talking about something confidential with me, I will sew your mouth with a binding machine."

　　 "As the person in charge of the special zone, you are the most high-end action in the bureau. It must be necessary to tell you.

　　 The man quickly snatched another chicken leg with his hands, so as not to be snatched away again: "Do you think it's easy for us to be secretaries? The boss suppresses you, and you have to be bullied. It's hard for us to suffer underground all day long."

　　 "But the watcher near Neumongaard said that Grindelwald was still there and nothing strange happened."

"But the news from Hogwarts is that the dark wizard did appear. According to our previous grievances, our UK was originally that one’s primary goal. In addition to the existence of the dark lord, we are now in the wizarding world. It is inconvenient to intervene and can only do a good job of vigilance."

　　 "Is there a ghost?"

　　 "We haven't checked out for the time being, but we don't think it's an insider. After all, Newmontgard is not our responsibility, and the inner ghost you mentioned is mainly on Voldemort's side. It is the bane of the year."

While eating the fried chicken, the man complained: "Now that the wizarding world is loose and tight, Dumbledore doesn't care about things, but he grasps everything secretly. The entire Order of the Phoenix has secretly spread the defensive net. Yes, the Secretary means, let us be mainly responsible for the periphery."