Chapter 212 The smell of wine and the coquettish big cat

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"The Ministry of Magic reminds Hogsmeade wizards to beware of fire dragons that suddenly appear in the surrounding area. So far, there are still five traces of fire dragons that have not been found."

In the auditorium, Malfoy read the contents of the Daily Prophet aloud.

Daphne felt ridiculous and said: "Fire dragons? Are they the ones from the Triwizard Tournament?"

Yesterday, the fire dragon showed off its power, and even the savior was slapped by the fire dragon.

It was also because it was so dangerous that Harry Potter was completely cleared of the suspicion of cheating.

Everyone knows that only a madman would do such a dangerous thing.

No one wears the badges Malfoy sent out, and those who wear them only support Cedric, and basically no one uses the green one.

Putting a bite of breakfast into his mouth, Malfoy saw Neville coming.

Neville asked in confusion: "Why isn't John here today?"

Daphne spread jam on the bread gracefully. Malfoy glanced at Neville and sneered: "Hey, isn't this Neville celebrating Gryffindor? I hope you have a great time."

Neville was overwhelmed by Malfoy's change in attitude, and he looked around for help.

At this time, Heinrich happened to come over. Neville seemed to have seen his savior when he saw him frown and said in a cold voice: "Get out of here!"

His voice was a little loud, and the people who were having breakfast paused.

Neville froze in place, with confusion on his face, not knowing what he had done wrong.

"Go back to your place, Longbottom." Malfoy's sarcastic voice came out. He looked disdainful and said, "There is no place for you here."

"I..." Neville was speechless. He thought he had annoyed them by leaving yesterday.

He walked towards Gryffindor in despair.

On the way, Cedric met him.

Cedric, who used to be gentle and amiable, now seemed to have encountered something dirty and left with his nose covered.

This saddened Neville even more.

"By the way, Neville." After walking over, Cedric's voice sounded from behind.

Neville turned around with hope, only to be greeted with a ruthless sentence.

"John said, you'd better know your position first, do you understand?"

With that, Cedric left, he greeted Heinrich and Malfoy would call him number one.

Only Neville felt as if he was suddenly incompatible with the Society of Stars.

. . .

After John rescued Amohan and other fire dragons, he placed the dragons in the Forbidden Forest, a place where no one could find them.

Unicorn colony.

He paid several bottles of stars to get the unicorn to agree.

He plans to go to Breathless Valley for a test next year. During this period, he can only let the fire dragon wait for the time being.

Several dragon eggs seemed to be laid, and the fire dragons, overflowing with motherly love, didn't mind waiting.

It was just that John had been hit by too many sleeping spells, which caused him to oversleep.

When he transformed into a dragon, his scales had the effect of weakening demons. Even so, a dozen sleeping spells almost made him fall asleep.

At the same time, he found that his dragon form had become taller. It seemed that as his magic power increased, the transformed form would become larger.

When I woke up, I had already missed breakfast time.

With sleepy eyes, he finished washing like a robot.

He walked on the stairs with empty steps, and when someone saw him, he was afraid that he would fall down.

His appearance also surprised many people. As the King of Hogwarts, he actually looked like he was awake.

There were rumors that John had done something big, perhaps secretly searching for the lost fire dragon.

Some people also said that John must have bumped into someone who was plotting something evil and was subdued by him after a fight.

No matter which one it is, people have already assumed that John will not do bad things. 33

This is thanks to the character he has accumulated over the past four years.

This state lasted all day, and even Malfoy could tell that John seemed tired.

"John, what on earth did you do last night?"

"Just don't worry about me." John closed his eyes while eating, not wanting to talk to Malfoy.

Daphne had a thought and was about to feed John with a blushing face.

Heinrich cut the food into small pieces very smoothly and brought it to John's mouth just right, allowing him to eat it in one bite.

This made Daphne so angry that she wanted to throw the plate on the spot, and looked at Heinrich with anger in her eyes.

Heinrich's expression remained unchanged.

After dinner, John went back to bed and fell asleep without exercising.

The quality of his sleep was very good. When he woke up the next day, he still felt as if he had not woken up.

This state remained until Friday, when Snape, with a dark face, stared deathly at John, almost pressing his head into the cauldron to make him sober up.

However, this guy John can accurately handle various materials and complete the potion in an orderly manner with his eyes closed.

This made Snape's face even darker. He actually wanted to give extra points to someone who slept in class.

So angry.

"Twenty points for Slytherin."

After adding points, Snape's steps were a little more hurried, and he started to find trouble when he walked next to Neville.

Neville was originally in a bad mood because he was isolated, but now he was even worse.

While walking in a daze in the corridor, John suddenly smelled the aroma of wine.

He followed the smell, step by step.

Finally he stopped at a corner, just recovering from his languor.

He was stunned and looked around strangely, where was he?

The aroma of wine wafted over again, and John walked over.

He met a person head-on, and he almost touched that scarred face.

"Wick, what are you doing here?" Moody said gruffly.

John took a step back to keep his distance and said apologetically: "Sorry, I think I went the wrong way."

He smiled very appropriately, neither distant nor affectionate.

Bowing slightly to Moody, he turned and walked another way.

Moody stared at him, muttered something on the spot, and walked away with his wooden feet thumping.

. . .

John hadn't visited Zou Wu for a few days. During the last Triwizard Tournament, Hagrid temporarily hid Zou Wu in the cave of Aragog.

Zuowu was very excited to be released again. His big peony-like tail was swinging around, which was very beautiful.

John patted its head and could clearly feel that it was happy to see him.

Zuowu turned over and lay down, his cute eyes seemed to be expecting John to touch it.

Suddenly, Zuowu seemed to smell something, with a suspicious look on his face, he stood up and walked around John twice.

"Ahem, as a student, it makes sense that I smell like a fire dragon, right?"

John said with a straight face, bullying Zou Wu as he didn't know why the student had anything to do with the fire dragon.

But John also liked Zou Wu a little bit, especially because Zou Wu looked like a big cat, he was furry, and he also liked playing with cat sticks.

Thinking of this, John opened the gift he brought and lifted the shrinking spell.

A fluffy ball appears.

As soon as he saw this round object, Zuowu became excited.

John moved the ball out with magic, and Zuowu stepped forward and moved the ball there with his big paw.

Every time the ball rolled, Zuowu got excited.

Then, the more it played, the more addicted it became. Finally, John no longer cared about it and started running around chasing the fur ball.

With a smile on his face, John said: "The fur ball I specially made is worth it."

It is not an easy task to withstand the claws of Zuowu's size.

John needs to spend a lot of money to buy the materials, and also fill them with magic so that they can remain undamaged.

After visiting Zuowu, John was also ready to return the same way.

The cold wind blew across John's cheeks, and he saw Hagrid feeding the rune horse some single malt whiskey.

The smell of wine is so strong that it smells all the time in class.

Some young wizards who are not good at drinking always have a red face every time they go there, as if they are drunk.

"Did Hagrid pay for this himself?"

Watching Hagrid pour barrels of wine into the manger was a lot of money.

Hogwarts does not require tuition fees. Funds are obtained through grants from the Ministry of Magic, school trustees, and social donations.

Of course, Hogwarts is not the kind to sit back and rest in vain. The founder of the Fourth House has a Hogwarts Foundation, which is responsible for spending money and making money.

There will also be donations and sponsorships from alumni associations in the future.

So John felt that the consumption of Talisman Horses would not be counted among these.

In addition, basically every store with a good reputation in the wizarding world in this country will donate money and sponsor Hogwarts, so John is also a sponsor.

Seeing what may have been his Galleons being drunk by the Talisman Horse, John couldn't help but feel a little painful.

My flesh hurts for three seconds, well, three seconds are up, I’ve earned it back.

John continued walking back.

. . .

Some people died, but not completely...