Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

After the Halloween dinner, the little wizards who had eaten and drank enough went back to the dormitory together.

After the students finished leaving, the professors also left one after another.

In the principal's office, Dumbledore looked at Snape with a gloomy face and asked, "Severus, what do you want from me?"

"It was two weeks ago, Dumbledore." Snape slapped a gold-edged map on the table in the principal's office and said expressionlessly: "That thing about Kelchouba selling maps in school...now There should be results."

"So that's what happened." Dumbledore calmly took a sip of black tea and said, "Can I hear your thoughts?"

"People who ignore school rules like this must be expelled!" Snape blurted out.

"This is not a good joke, Severus." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "You should know that there is no rule in the Hogwarts school rules that does not allow students to sell items on campus."

"And as far as I know, this kind of map was probably sold to Slater by Miss Prince..."

"That was instigated!" Snape interrupted Dumbledore angrily, "I have inquired, and all the maps were given to her by Kyle!"

The sound was so loud that even the portraits around them who were pretending to be asleep couldn't stand it anymore.

A wizard with a big nose said angrily: "Boy, pay attention to your attitude, this is the principal's office."

Snape ignored him and continued: "I should have insisted that Connor go to Slytherin instead of listening to you and letting her stay in Hufflepuff.

"I think this is a good thing." Dumbledore smiled and said: "Don't you think Connor's previous personality was a little too introverted? As the only descendant of the Prince family in the British wizarding world, this is not a good thing. .

And you can't always protect her. "

Snape was silent for a moment and said impatiently: "What we are talking about now is the matter of Kael Chopper. Today he dares to sell a map for five galleons, and tomorrow he dares to rob Gringotts. So, Even if he is not expelled, he cannot just let it go, he must be punished."

"Well, what you said makes sense. Five galleons is indeed a bit expensive for freshmen." Dumbledore said thoughtfully: "Well, I will personally ask the students for their opinions. If they all feel that they have been cheated Yes, I will take care of it naturally."

…

Snape fell silent again.

In fact, he had already asked once when he confiscated the map. That's what Rohr said at that time...

"Being cheated? Professor, are you kidding? It's only five galleons. What a big deal~"

Even if Dumbledore asked, the result would probably be the same.

Although if Snape wanted to, he could easily make the Slytherin students change their views on this matter and criticize Kyle verbally.

But this kind of thing is too mean. He is just partial and not really shameless.

And it's hard to hide this kind of thing. Once it is exposed, it will be a lot of trouble.

"There is also a problem with Kyle's character. Snape suddenly said: "I have observed that he is very talented, but his performance in the classroom is very average.

With such hypocrisy at such a young age, aren't you afraid that he will become the next Dark Lord? "

"I prefer to call this behavior modesty, Severus." Dumbledore said calmly: "It is not easy for a person to spread his light, but it is even harder to put away his light. This is a very rare thing. quality."

"So..." Snape looked at Dumbledore coldly and said, "Are you not going to punish him?"

"If he didn't make a mistake."

"very good!"

Snape's expression became even more gloomy, he waved his robe, turned and left the principal's office.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but when Snape turned around, the hem of his robe hit the portrait of the big-nosed wizard.

The other party was furious and shouted angrily at Snape's back: "Come back and apologize, you rude Slytherin boy!"

Snape still ignored him, but Phineas Black couldn't help it anymore, rushed over and grabbed him by the collar and said, "What did you say about Slytherin just now?"

"What, you want to fight?"

The angry big-nosed wizard punched Phineas in the face without saying a word.

How could the "great" Principal Black swallow this breath? The two soon struggled with each other.

Seeing this, the other portraits came over with candied melon seeds and butterbeer, formed a circle and tried to dissuade them:

"Don't fight anymore, don't fight anymore."

"You are so old, you can't be steady... Why are you hitting his legs and grabbing his hair? Can't you see such long hair?"

"That knight over there who is watching the fun, put your sword away quickly, don't let them see you!"

"No, Felix went to get the sword."

"Someone call the hunter in the corridor. I remember he has an axe."

Their voices soon attracted more portraits, and every frame was packed. The principal's office had never been so lively.

Dumbledore sat behind the table, happily adding sugar to his black tea.

It is not uncommon for portraits to fight, and apart from eavesdropping on gossip, this is their only entertainment activity.

Dumbledore didn't bother to care, as long as the frame and canvas were fine.

But at this moment, Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Mr. Minister, are you still looking for Albus at this late hour?"

The ears of the portraits twitched, and they no longer cared about watching the excitement, and left the principal's office as quickly as possible.

Before leaving, the fat lady of Gryffindor and two knights forcibly took away the bruised and swollen big-nosed wizard and Felix.

They cannot be seen by the Minister of Magic in their current state, otherwise Hogwarts will be in disgrace.

"It happened suddenly, Minerva, and there's nothing I can do about it."

Along with a deep voice, the door of the principal's office was pushed open from the outside again.

"Albus, long time no see, are you okay?"

Cornelius Fudge walked towards Dumbledore with open arms and an eager look on his face.

"Long time no see, Cornelius." Dumbledore hugged him and smiled: "Would you like a cup of black tea? Or pumpkin juice."

"Just black tea."

Dumbledore snapped his fingers, and a cup of steaming black tea was immediately placed on the table next to him.

"Do you need more sugar?"

Fudge shook his head. He looked a little nervous, stroking his bowler hat with both hands, and occasionally glanced at Professor McGonagall next to him.

"Albus, I'll go back first."

Professor McGonagall instantly understood what Fudge meant and turned around and left the principal's office.

"Albus, I can't hide it anymore. Those magical animals that were smuggled..."

As the griffin slowly closed the door, Fudge's voice completely disappeared.

Although he only heard half of the sentence, Professor McGonagall could probably guess the reason why Fudge came so late.

The newly appointed Minister of Magic always likes to hide information that is not good for him. When he can no longer hide it, he comes to Dumbledore to give him advice.

I think it will be the same this time.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips. Cornelius Fudge's irresponsible look was far worse than Millicent Bagno.