Chapter 511 Unmarkable

"Give us a break, Hermione!" said Ron, trying to swallow the food in his mouth. "You're not going to get them sick days and wages if you starve yourself to death."

Hermione didn't speak, and glared at everyone angrily, she wouldn't take another bite anyway.

Judging by her appearance, it has been determined that she was obtained by squeezing the labor of house elf slaves.

Harry hurriedly looked at Ivan as if asking for help, hoping that he could persuade Hermione.

Most of the time, he was the only one who could convince Hermione.

But Ivan didn't know what to do. He and Hermione had discussed this topic many times, and there was no possibility of persuasion.

Seeing Hermione just looking at him like this, he felt like he couldn't eat anymore.

"Well, I won't eat anymore!" Ai Wen sighed and said, "There is always someone to accompany you."

"You are right to do this, Aiwen, these foods are obtained through shameless slave labor, we must resist it..."

Seeing Ivan stop, Hermione nodded with satisfaction, and turned to stare at Harry and Ron.

The two of them didn't do what Ivan did, so they could only try not to look at Hermione.

Harry and Ron lowered their heads and wiped out the food in front of them, with strange expressions on their faces.

In this way, the heavy rain outside beat heavily on the tall, dark windows.

Another burst of thunder exploded, rattling the glass windows, and a flash of lightning flashed across the gloomy ceiling, illuminating the golden plate.

The rest of the first course of food disappeared from the plate, and the dessert was filled again in the blink of an eye.

"You two can't just sit around!" Harry said, picking up a piece of cake hesitantly.

"Ivan, Hermione, look at this syrup pie!" Ron said, deliberately sending the delicious pie to the two of them, "raisin pudding, chocolate cake, and..."

Hermione gave him a glare that reminded him of Professor McGonagall, and Ron stopped immediately.

At the end, the desserts are swept away too, and the last remaining crumbs on the plate disappear.

The dishes were clean and shiny again.

At this moment, Dumbledore stood up again, ready to speak.

The humming of voices in the hall stopped suddenly, only the beating of strong wind and heavy rain could be heard.

Hermione, too, turned and glared at Dumbledore, as if he was leading the way in crushing the house-elves.

"Okay!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile, "Now that we are all full, I must ask everyone's attention again, and I have to make a few announcements!"

"First of all, Mr. Filch, the janitor, would like me to tell you that this year, several items have been added to the prohibited items in the castle. They are screaming balls, toothed flying saucers and combo boomerangs. The entire list includes about four items. One hundred and thirty-seven items can be seen in Mr. Filch's office, and those who are interested can check it."

Ivan noticed that there were quite a few Fred and George prank products inside.

However, due to lack of time, the two of them are only in small-scale test sales, and have not yet been mass-produced.

Because of this, most of the new products have not been discovered by Filch.

"Also, as before, I want to remind everyone that students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest on the other side of the venue, and students under the third grade are not allowed to visit Hogsmeade village." Dumbledore continued, looking I glanced at Ivan.

Whether it's the Forbidden Forest or Hogsmeade, Aiwen is a frequent visitor there.

In the last semester, Ivan, who was still in the second grade, secretly stayed with Hermione to Hogsmeade on Christmas Day.

And unfortunately, he met the most dangerous werewolf, Fenrir Greyback, and had a fight.

Ai Wen left an indelible mark on him, this guy must hate him to death now.

As for the Forbidden Forest, let alone the centaur tribe deep in the Forbidden Forest at night, they were cursed by Voldemort...

Because of this, Sirius had to resign to take most of the responsibility for this matter.

"It is also with great regret that I must inform you that there will be no House Cup Quidditch this year," said Dumbledore. A lot of time and energy. But I'm sure you'll all have a lot of fun doing it. It's my great pleasure to announce that this year at Hogwarts..."

At this moment, there was a deafening thunder, and the door of the auditorium was knocked open with a bang.

A man stood in the doorway, leaning on a long cane and wrapped in a black traveling cloak.

The people in the auditorium turned their heads to look at the stranger, a forked lightning flashed across the ceiling, and everyone gasped.

The lightning illuminated the man's face extremely vividly, it was a very terrifying face.

It was as if carved out of a piece of rotten wood, and the carver had only a vague idea of ​​what a human face should look like, and was not very good with a carving knife. Every inch of skin on that face seemed to be scarred, the mouth was like a big crooked opening, the place where the nose should be raised was missing, and the most terrifying thing about this man was his eyes.

One of his eyes was small, black, and shiny, while the other was large, round like a coin, and of a vivid bright blue.

The blue eye was constantly moving without blinking, turning up and down, side to side, completely independent of the normal eye.

Later, the blue eye rolled over and got into the man's head, and everyone could only see a big white eye.

The little wizards all covered their mouths with their hands, looking at the man who just broke in in fear.

His image fits perfectly with the most terrifying villain in everyone's mind, like a dangerous dark wizard.

"Who is he?" Hermione asked quietly.

"Mad-Eye Moody!" Ivan replied, "Alastor Moody, the best Auror ever."

"God, he's Mad-Eye, but why is he..."

"Because he's our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this semester, this year must be very interesting."

Aiwen stared at the fake Moody passing by them, trying to see the difference between him and the real Mad-Eye.

But the impostor had obviously studied Moody's style and habits in particular, and there was no difference at all from the outside.

But Ivan had already made preparations, and he took out the Marauder's Map that he had borrowed from Harry before.

The Marauder's Map is a magical map made by his father, Sirius, Professor Lupine, and Peter Pettigrew. It can display all the secret passages and names of characters that appear in Hogwarts. When they were adventuring in the castle, this map gave them a few great help.

Especially in the incident of saving Sirius last semester, it played an unimaginable role.

Aiwen spread the Marauder's Map flat on his lap, blocking the sight of others.

While no one was looking, he tapped the map lightly with his wand.

In the next second, the Hogwarts castle drawn in ink began to appear on it, as well as densely packed names of people.

Now, everyone is gathered in the auditorium, and the names are all superimposed, which looks very laborious.

Alvin squinted his eyes, and slowly moved his fingers to the teacher's seat.

Fake Moody is shaking hands with Dumbledore, Ivan saw Dumbledore's name, but opposite him...

Ivan blinked. He thought he would see the name of Barty Crouch Jr., but he only saw a small group of black ink dots.

The name of the guy in front of Dumbledore cannot be marked! ! ! (To be continued.)