The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster - v2 Chapter 447

Standing behind Professor Horace Slughorn was an old man with a goatee who looked a little wretched.

This old man is wearing an old suit and an old-fashioned look. He looks unremarkable and unremarkable; if it were not for the introduction by Professor Slughorn, it would be difficult for people to associate him with the mystery in the rumors. Winston Vance, the new principal of Durmstrang School of Magic, is linked…

According to legend, the “new” principal of Durmstrang, who was newly appointed more than a year ago, used very harsh methods, almost using the power of thunder to replace the former principal Igor Karkaroff within a few months. The forces supported by Durmstrang were completely cleaned up… and after Gellert Grindelwald escaped from the tower of Neumontgard, the principal of Winston Vance was even more blinded. A mysterious color, because he was a faithful believer in Grindelwald when he was young. He was detained in Jämtland Prison (a wizard prison under the jurisdiction of the Swedish Ministry of Magic) for 20 years before he was free again…

Many Hogwarts students looked at this shameless principal with curious eyes.

At the same time, everyone wondered why the principal of Durmstrang School of Magic would visit Hogwarts for a Christmas party on a day like Christmas Eve… Could it be that Horace Slughorn Is the professor’s face really so big?

But what interested everyone more was the young man standing behind Professor Vance.

“Good evening, Blaise… and Tiffany… Sean… Long time no see, Merry Christmas everyone!” Christoph Patrick smiled and greeted his old friends one by one.

This Durmstrang student had worked as an exchange student at Hogwarts more than half a year ago, and had reached a fairly harmonious relationship with many Slytherin students.

…

“God!” Daphne Greengrass couldn’t help covering her mouth. She glanced at the young man surrounded by the crowd, and at the sister beside her; after taking a deep breath, Daphne spoke softly. Road:

“Christopher… Jon… how could…”

“Isn’t his status as a Durmstrand student fake…why…why he became the principal’s proud pupil…”

Daphne muttered to herself, while looking at her sister Astoria with suspicious eyes: “Astoria, did you know in advance that he is back here?”

Astoria shook her head dumbly, her eyes more confused than her sister.

She first glanced at the “Christopher Patrick” quite carefully, and then turned to look in the direction where Principal Albus Dumbledore was before:

“Dumbledore is missing?” she murmured.

Daphne turned her head and saw that it was true. Principal Dumbledore, who was still there just now enjoying the delicious herbal soup, was now completely gone, leaving only a space.

“Probably something urgent happened to him!” Daphne asked casually. Her attention had been on the sudden appearance of Christoph Patrick (Jon Hart), and she didn’t care about this little thing at all.

A red-faced student hurriedly ran in the direction of Professor Slughorn; the sisters recognized him, he was Ravenclaw’s Marcus Bellby, who was sitting just now Next to Principal Albus Dumbledore.

“Professor Slughorn… Principal Dumbledore asked me to tell you… He received an urgent message and left quickly!” He stammered.

The sound is not loud, but

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It is enough for everyone around you to hear it.

“Let’s see!” Daphne shrugged at her sister, and at the same time she tried her best to look away from the crowd in front of her.

Mr. Winston Vance, the principal of Durmstrang, apparently also heard the news, with a slight smile on his mouth.

At the same time, he turned his head and glanced at his “proud student”; if anyone noticed it, he would find that he was using “questioning” eyes.

And Christopher Patrick, just shook his head at him without leaving a trace.

…

The two “honorable” guests sat in the most eye-catching position of the Christmas dinner.

Among them, Principal Vance sat, even the position of Principal Dumbledore before…

But he was turning his head right now, whispering to his “satisfied protégé”, the two of them didn’t know what they were discussing; maybe they were asking about something about Hogwarts, people around were guessing.

More and more distinguished guests come here, and every visitor, Professor Slughorn welcomes them with an extremely warm attitude

“Welcome, Miss Granger!” As he walked to the door again, his iconic sleek voice sounded again: “You are very welcome… and your dancing partner, if I remember correctly If it is ~www.mtlnovel.com~ it should be Mr. Longbottom? Haha, even though you did not choose my potions course…”

“Yes sir…I’m Neville Longbottom!” a nervous voice started.

“You are also very welcome, Neville…I have always had a good relationship with your parents, of course, before the tragedy; I am very sorry for their experience…” Slughorn warmly Hug with Neville Longbottom…

Then he went to welcome the next visitor

“Mr. McLagen, welcome…”

Hermione and Neville sat between several Gryffindor students. Neville looked a little nervous, but Hermione was watching the surroundings calmly.

“Why are there so many people over there?” She pointed to the crowd in front of her, and asked a younger Gryffindor girl beside her.

“It seems like an exchange student from last year, returning to Hogwarts!” The girl’s mouth was full of food, and her voice was a little slurred.

“Last year’s exchange student… how could this be possible!” Hermione opened her mouth wide in surprise.

“Yes, his name… seems to be… Christopher Patrick?”

…

The whole party was going on in a cheerful atmosphere!

Until there was a small accident.

Mr. Argus Filch, the administrator of the castle, took a boy by the ear and strode over.

“Professor Slughorn!” Filch chuckled, the flesh on his chin trembling, and goldfish’s eyes flashed with the crazy light that caught the students’ mischief: “I found this boy hiding upstairs In the hallway, did you send him an invitation?”

The boy broke free of Filch’s hand, looking frustrated.

“Okay, I didn’t invite me!” He said angrily, “I broke in secretly. Are you happy?”