Chapter 259 School Leaving Dinner

In the evening of the next day, when the setting sun was still hanging on the top of the mountain, exuding the last ray of light of the day, the auditorium of Hogwarts Castle was already full of people.

To be honest, although Voldemort's attack made people uneasy, Dumbledore used his strength to calm the fear and worry in the hearts of the teachers and students of the three schools.

Coupled with the successful conclusion of the Triwizard Tournament, everything seems to have returned to its previous stability, at least on the surface, it is indeed the case.

Under the discussion between Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic, the disappearance of Mad-Eye Moody, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this school year, has not been made public. With Voldemort already returning, such means of maintaining stability are still necessary .

A few days ago, Minister of Magic Fudge visited the school once. Apart from sending over the prize money from the Trifinals, the most important thing was to discuss about Voldemort's comeback.

To be honest, when Maca said that he was timid, he was absolutely right.

To secure his seat, he still insisted on keeping news of Voldemort's return hidden from the public. Maca had threatened him with Voldemort last time, but this time, Voldemort really appeared, which was really terrible for him.

It's just that what he was afraid of was not losing his own life, but the position of Minister of Magic.

However, maybe it was because Maca had vaccinated him once earlier, or maybe it was because Dumbledore directly scared Voldemort away, at least he was quite calm this time.

But this time, the problem lies with Dumbledore instead.

For some reason, Dumbledore did not formulate any countermeasures against Voldemort's return, not even Fudge's ostrich policy.

Maintaining stability is important, but if Voldemort's incident is not completely resolved, the appearance of a stable society will be fragile after all, and it is very likely that it will be smashed to pieces in Voldemort's next attack.

But in any case, at least at this moment, the atmosphere in the Hogwarts auditorium was jubilant and pleasant.

When Maca also walked into the auditorium, he noticed at a glance that the usual decorations were gone.

Usually at the leaving banquet, the hall is decorated in the colors of the winning house. Tonight, however, the banners of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang hung on the wall behind the staff desks.

Obviously, this is to celebrate the successful conclusion of the Triwizard Tournament, and it is also to show that the friendship between the three schools will never fade.

Most of the professors on the faculty bench were smiling. Although this school year has been full of ups and downs, in general, being able to get through it safely is something to be happy about.

It's just that Alastor Moody was missing on the long table at the teaching staff.

Although the announcement to the students was the news of Professor Moody's early resignation, it was still a little heavy in the hearts of those who knew it.

As Durmstrang's representative, Professor Orson didn't seem to be in a good mood. He drank alone and shook his head slightly from time to time, as if he was quite distressed by the outcome of the three-final match.

Madame Maxime was still there, sitting next to Hagrid.

On the same day, the two of them left the auditorium in a hurry and ran to the arena to rescue Fu Rong. No one knew what happened during this period, but the relationship between them seemed to be quite close. Hagrid would always stand at the door of the hut with a smirk recently, and more than one student had seen it.

Right now, they were talking quietly, and they seemed to be having a good time.

Across the table, sitting next to Professor McGonagall, was Snape. The expression on his face was elusive, and he looked as gloomy as ever, except that he occasionally glanced in Dumbledore's direction, as if he was thinking about something.

Of course, Maca didn't come late on purpose, but he had a lot of things to sort out, so he had to postpone the dinner party a little bit.

When he appeared at the door of the auditorium, many people glanced at him.

"Uh……"

Maca noticed that Professor Orson looked at him... There seemed to be some resentment!

"Maka! Sit here!"

He really didn't expect,

Someone would invite him to a table in public. When he looked in the direction where the voice came from, he saw that Hermione had already stood up. She raised her chin and waved at him indifferently to the strange gazes of the others.

Macaddon was in front of the gate, subconsciously glanced towards Ravenclaw's long table, and then hesitated again. He didn't know whether he should go or not.

But Hermione waved at him again with a firm face, signaling him to hurry up.

Maca could only shrug his shoulders, and walked towards the Gryffindor table.

"I said, why do you have to keep this empty seat..." Ron couldn't help muttering.

Hermione's seat was right next to her, and the meaning contained in it was self-evident. When Maca sat next to her, almost everyone's eyes were fixed on him and Hermione.

But fortunately, although Hermione acted tough, just by looking at her powdery face, one could tell that her heart was not as calm as it appeared.

"Well... good evening, everyone."

Maca glanced around. Wherever his eyes moved, the students there would look away. After he almost turned his head around, the surrounding atmosphere returned to the state before he came.

At least he can eat well, as for the others, he doesn't really care.

"Oh, that's right!" He just picked up the knife and fork, but looked up at Harry again, "Harry, congratulations on winning the Trifinals, you did a great job!"

"Ah thanks!" Harry nodded, but for some reason, he found that he couldn't be happy at all.

It's as if... Maca didn't win the championship, and even he couldn't be relieved.

The banquet was still going on, and everyone held up their knives and forks to fight against the delicious food, chatted softly from time to time, and enjoyed the last time of dining together with students from the other two schools.

When the little wizards were almost finished eating, Professor Dumbledore suddenly stood up from the staff table and looked at all the little wizards.

At this moment, the originally lively auditorium suddenly fell silent, and pairs of bright eyes looked at Dumbledore.

"Another year," said Dumbledore, looking at everyone, "it's over."

He stopped talking and his eyes fell on the long table of Gryffindor.

Before Dumbledore stood up, the emotions on this table had been high, because the champion of this Triwizard Tournament was born from this table.

"I have a lot to say to you all tonight," said Dumbledore, "but first I must be happy to announce that the winners of this Triwizard Tournament are Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Gryffindor College students," he pointed to the Gryffindor table, "Harry Potter."

Everyone applauded one after another, and the auditorium was filled with excitement, especially the many Gryffindor cubs, whose faces were flushed with excitement at this moment.

But some people are happy, and some people are always sad, such as Professor Orson who is sitting on the faculty seat with an unhappy face.

Harry felt terribly embarrassed, but he stood up anyway, and thanked everyone with a small bow.

"Harry embodies all the qualities that are characteristic of Gryffindor House," continued Dumbledore. "He proved himself, and the glory of the Triwizard Tournament, by his bravery and courage! I can say this: He deserves another round of applause and heartfelt congratulations to him!"

The applause in the auditorium echoed again, and Maca smiled and clapped her hands beside her.

"Then, of course..." After the applause subsided, Dumbledore continued, "As a reward for the champion of this year's Triwizard Tournament, a thousand gold Galleons, and as a magic item for this year's Triwizard Cup, Ravenclaw Your golden crown is here!"

Having said that, Dumbledore pulled out his wand and waved it lightly, a large bag of Galleons and a glittering golden crown floated up from behind him, and under the envious eyes of the little wizards, they floated straight towards Harry .

"Of course, the real Ravenclaw crown has been lost long ago, and this is an imitation I made myself." Dumbledore suddenly said very disruptively, "It has a similar function to the real crown, and you can wear it When it is used, it can make the wearer's mind clear and peaceful, which is more conducive to learning and research."

"...Actually, it is similar to the effect of taking intelligence enhancer and Buffy brain refresher, except that the golden crown is a work of alchemy, and the effect is permanent."

Seeing that Hermione was curious, Maca explained softly.

"The champion is naturally worthy of admiration," Dumbledore continued, "However, we still have to express enough admiration to the other three warriors. They have also worked hard, been strong, fought hard, and regretted in this competition. Their performance is equally outstanding, and their strength deserves our respect! Let us also applaud them, and thank them for their wonderful performance that opened our eyes!"

The applause this time was particularly warm, because almost everyone in the auditorium clapped their hands, and the atmosphere reached the peak of the dinner for a while.

"Finally, on behalf of Hogwarts, I would like to thank Beauxbatons and Durmstrang once again for coming here. I sincerely hope that you have spent a joyful and fruitful time at Hogwarts. Great time!"

...

The box for the three of Harry had been packed, and the owl was back in its cage above the box. Together with other fourth years, they waited in the crowded hall for the carriage to take them to Hogsmeade station.

Fleur and her sister Gabriel hurried up the stone steps and entered the castle. Across the field behind her, Hagrid could be seen helping Madame Maxime harness two horses.

Beauxbaton's carriage was about to set off.

"We live in Giverny in the western suburbs of Paris. You can find me and Gabriel along the Seine River. We will be waiting for you there!"

Maca and Luna smiled and nodded, but Hermione, standing next to Harry just behind them, looked unhappy.