Chapter 960 ?

Hogwarts is different from the silence at the entrance of the third floor under the stairs where a huge stone beast is closed and not split into two ugly halves. At this time, at the end of the spiral staircase hidden behind the stone beast is a shiny oak Wooden door with a brass knocker in the shape of a griffin. Inside the door came a hustle and bustle of all sorts of funny little noises.

In the principal's room, in this spacious and beautiful circular room, there are many strange silverware on the table with slender legs, which rotates and emits small puffs of smoke. The huge table in the room Behind the headmaster's desk with claw-shaped feet, on a shelf next to the glass box containing the Gryffindor sword, the school's sorting hat and the walls are covered with portraits of the former male and female old headmasters. They are a little bit aggrieved complaints.

"My lord! Albus just left and you're making a mess of this!" complained a portrait of a headmaster, who looked like a clever wizard in a silver and green Slytherin outfit with black hair, dark eyes. He has sparse eyebrows and a goatee.

"Complaining nonsense, sir!" shouted a fat wizard with a red nose, shaking his fists, "Not doing his duty!"

"We are obliged to serve the current master of Hogwarts!" shouted a frail-looking old wizard whom Harry recognized as Dumbledore's predecessor, Armando Dippet, "don't hurt , Phineas!"

On the huge table in the headmaster's office in front of them, the personal items that Dumbledore had placed had disappeared.

The dusty, battered Sorting Hat sat on a shelf at the edge of the table, watching with interest a group of elderly wizards below who were playing poker. Phineas! He's just angry because his family's position as school manager is gone! Ha, Owen, you lost again, so I said I'm going to throw out the King of Hearts."

"I'll hit him!" A shrewd-eyed witch in the portrait held up a very thick wand, which seemed to be made of birch twigs. In the painting of Phineas Nigellus Blake of the popular Headmaster - Phineas cringes, and glances at the wand with a bit of fear.

"Shut up! Broken hat, if you hadn't revealed that I have this card, how could I not be able to play it?" Owen complained as he watched several old men divide up his chips.

"Owen, you have to forgive it! I heard that the poor sorting hat in this British school has only one task throughout the year, which is to write the song to be sung at the beginning of each school year. How boring it is." Sitting opposite him The red-nosed old wizard adjusted his little felt hat with a feather on his head, and he spoke with some Bavarian accents.

Owen didn't say anything more, and let the long-eyed Vladimir, who was temporarily acting as the dealer, reshuffle the playing cards, and then distributed them one by one to him and the old wizards sitting around the table. They were all Grindelwald's His subordinates, their family descendants are now working for the Harris family—Ouwei, who is more or less distantly related to them, as a younger generation, does not dare to put on airs as the Minister of Magic in front of them.

After receiving the cards, Owen squeezed the cards in his hand, leaned back a little to the right, and looked furtively to avoid the talkative Sorting Hat from revealing his cards again. The Sorting Hat made a very humane expression of helplessness. It was unable to move its body while hanging on the shelf—but after seeing the cards, Owen held them in both hands. The powerful thirty-third The Minister of Magic seemed to have encountered something unsolvable at this time, and his brows were tightly furrowed. He felt that his luck in the cards today was particularly bad, and most of his chips had been won by the red-nosed wizard Grimson on the opposite side. .

In other places in this principal's office, many wizards also gathered. Today, to celebrate Alan's acquisition of Hogwarts ownership, and Harris also has an important announcement, so they gathered here. From time to time, some people use Floo powder to Came out of the fireplace.

The survivors of the first generation of demon kings clamored to change the place of celebration from the Harris Family Manor to Hogger for the shame of Dumbledore defeating Grindelwald in a duel in 1945. The principal's office at Watts will celebrate this decades-overdue victory in the stronghold of the sworn enemy.

On the other side full of portraits of the former headmaster, Len and Albert are holding wine glasses and talking with Evra's portrait. The headmaster's portrait is also hung in the Ministry of Magic. The two brothers are very familiar with him. However, it was the first time they met in the principal's room, and Albert seemed to be in a low mood.

Unlike her fiancé, Fleur is dressed radiantly today. Together with her mother-in-law Morgan Le Fay, surrounded by witches of various ages dressed up by other noble ladies, she is sharing her beauty and skin care experience with a smile——He Min and Penello were also passed by Josephine Harris.

After Penello put on the evening dress, she looked very decent and even honest. She only spoke out when necessary, and Hermione, who was an executive officer in the umbrella and had seen big scenes, was originally It was not as abnormal as Penelope, and let the old witches who had some contempt in their eyes see her domineering side, but the aura that was maintained was finally overwhelmed by the tall gold-plated perch that originally perched behind the door. The Anka on the branch was ruined, and it couldn't help but nestled on top of Hermione's head again as it hadn't gotten used to the new room.

On the side of the witch circle, Daisy, who was put aside by her mother to play by herself, rolled her eyes involuntarily. She knew what her mother meant. The old women look down on her, so the mother is showing her attitude to make them restrain themselves on the bright side, but Daisy can't bear Furong's fake smile and hypocrisy in her opinion. Then Nymphadora Tonks and Nymphadora Tonks, who was her bodyguard, took a few steps away from them in the opposite direction. She never had a chance to enter the principal's office during her studies, so she began to explore various places with great interest. Observational studies.

It’s just that Tonks, who was by her side, was not interested in this. She felt uncomfortable about appearing in such an occasion where all the core figures of the Harris family were present. , she also had to appear here.

Daisy touched the glass cover and looked at the Gryffindor sword inside. The hilt was inlaid with rubies, and from the corner of her eye, she caught Tonks' uncomfortable look in the reflection of the glass: "Tonks, what are you awkward about? You and Lupine are here without reproach, no one will dispute that."

"Of course I'm not worried about you...Dumbledore was in a bad situation the other day, and now all the wizards in the wizarding world all over the world know that he is the worst headmaster in the history of Hogwarts... and those pure-blood school managers... before The trustee's magazine is also attacking him, trying to portray those who were criticized by the founder as being fooled by Dumbledore..." Tonks said her hair became a lot darker, "In the small In the ancestral house of Sirius, Phineas's portrait said that he finally obtained Allen's permission, described the fact that Allen had already controlled Hogwarts, and then used these portraits to spy on Dumbledore and the others... Moody, who felt that he had been played with, was very angry... Lupine didn't dare to come over tonight because of this. To be honest, Moody has been in a very irritable state recently, and we don't know what's wrong. I didn't check why it came out, I mean, he is so old, it can't be attributed to his second menopause, right?"

"Uh... If the Order of the Phoenix angered you like this, then it's not worth your worrying about it, Tonks, you can't be afraid of everything just because Mad-Eye took you." Daisy didn't look back, her Consolation in a somewhat embarrassing tone——Actually, as an internal member of Harris, she already knew that Moody’s state was related to Luna’s random experimentation with several divine power spells that affect emotions. Mad-Eye’s rage state may continue It takes a few weeks to completely subside.

Tonks didn't notice Daisy's expression. She opened her mouth with a hesitant expression—after Hogwarts changed ownership, she began to doubt the correctness of the statement that Luna was Ravenclaw. Concerned, she especially hoped to see Luna. I hope to use some Auror's words to test it: "By the way, I didn't mean to announce something, why haven't I seen Alan and Luna come over?"

"Since the two of them got the school, they don't know what they are busy with that we ordinary people don't understand! Except at the beginning, they managed Hogwarts and appeased the professors and students..." Daisy looked around and found that Hermione and Penello were not around, so her tone became casual, and she replied with a suffocated mouth: "Now these two lock themselves up whenever they are free, and I don't know what to do. I am curious to ask Alan, what do you think he is doing Respond to me? My scumbag brother looked at me like he was looking at a pumpkin in a field, and I didn’t understand...Hmph! To be honest, since the Ministry of Magic and they came back from ancient times last year, I feel that they have always been a little bit Damn, I think Allen will become a crazy boy sooner or later..."

"Dad, you raised thirty bets on such a bad card?" Daisy's younger sister Emily shouted in a surprised and somewhat disgusted tone at the gaming table not far behind Daisy.

After Emily's voice fell, apart from the old wizards sitting on the temporary chairs at the principal's table, there were also some younger wizards and gamblers who had no seats, and they all quickly piled their chips into the middle of the long table , couldn't wait to shout out: "Call!"

Owen pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows, looked at the red-nosed wizard and said, "A pair of Qs, the rest are all 9s."

"Oops..." All the wizards who just followed the bet leaned back helplessly.

The red-nosed old man Grimson couldn't help asking Emily who was leaning on Owen, "Hey, kid, do you know what 'three plus a pair' means?"

"Of course I know! I often play cards with my classmates in my lounge." Emily tilted her head and showed a cute smile: "Besides, I also know what 'bluffing' is."

Everyone else at the table couldn't help laughing seeing the red-nosed old man's deflated expression and the little girl's sly look.

"I love you, baby." Owen excitedly raised his hand to give Emily a high-five, and Emily couldn't help shaking her painful hand from Owen's slapping.