Ben? Bostel walked on the right side of Dumbledore. He didn't care whether the principal of Hogwarts was willing to talk to him or not. His chubby chin trembled as he walked. Perhaps because he was in a hurry, his forehead was oozing with sweat. Tall nose, thick eyebrows, and a high forehead, blonde wizard Paul Greengrill. Gringlass raised his chin, looking a little arrogant.
Several other relatively decent families also formed their own groups. As supporters of Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix, Neville's uncle Algie Longbottom, Susan Burns' aunt Amelia Longbottom, and Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix. Burns, as well as Sirius Blake, followed in silence.
As for Lucius, who was no longer a director of the school? Malfoy walked behind the members of the school's board of directors. However, his light blonde hair and peacock-like attire made him quite a presence in the group.
The students in the auditorium started whispering among themselves. Some of the students who came from adept families had already told their classmates about the people they recognized.
"Bad! My uncle is also here. It must be my grandmother who asked him to come. They all support Dumbledore … "Neville was actually more afraid of his uncle than his grandmother. This was because Algie was a very traditional wizard who cared about the glory of the pure-blooded family. When Neville was young, he always wanted to take advantage of the situation and find ways to force him to show off his spells.
Gryffindor's Seamus? Finnegan recited the names of the people he recognized. He moved closer to Dean Dean. Thomas, "Bad! These days, the media and newspapers are talking about Professor Harris and the Ministry of Magic. Last time, Principal Dumbledore and Professor Harris had a conflict. Harris said to Dumbledore that if he wanted to expel him, he would have to work with these school directors … Dumbledore really did find them today. "
"These are all the members of the school's board of directors?" Dean didn't participate in the ancient magic class. He was lazy by nature and simply closed his eyes and used his wand to randomly select the class schedule. Therefore, he didn't have as strong a reaction as Seamus and the others.
"Dumbledore doesn't need to call everyone. In theory, as long as he has the support of more than half of the school's board of directors, coupled with his own identity as the principal, it is enough to guarantee that he can decide anything in the school." Neville looked at Dean and explained. Neville knew that although Dean was a mixed-blood, his wizard father was killed to protect his family during the first rise of the Unknowns. he had grown up with Muggle's mother.... Muggle. Dean's mother.. he didn't know about these matters....
. and....... under Dumbledore's's leadership... the board members of the school's board members... under Allen. Allen. the school '... Allen.... Dean.
Seeing so many familiar pureblood Wizards walking into the hall under Dumbledore's lead, Draco's eyes widened. Malfoy realized what they were about to do, and anger filled his chest. He stood up abruptly and shouted at Lucius Malfoy, "Lucius Malfoy! Malfoy shouted, "Dad, what do you want to do! How can you be like this? Don't you remember grandpa's words? "
Lucius? Malfoy's head tilted slightly. He looked at his son with an expressionless face. His voice was very arrogant and ruthless. "Draco. Why are you shouting? Do you still have the dignity of the Malfoy family? Sit back down! This is not something you should ask! "
Being reprimanded by Lucius in such a tone and attitude, Draco, who usually worshipped his father, suddenly felt ashamed of his family name and style. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Pency, who was sitting beside him, stopped him. He was afraid that if Draco continued to speak, The Dark Lord would take revenge. He quickly pulled him back to his seat and pressed Draco to not let him get up. He kept comforting him and making him believe in Allen's words.
Emily did not react when these people came in. It was only when Draco and Pency's actions caused her plate to shake that she frowned slightly. She put down her cutlery and turned to Draco and said in a gentle voice, "Draco, Pency is right. My brother is fine. Don't cause trouble for your dad."
Draco knew that he had been too impulsive. It was indeed inappropriate for him to speak to his father in such a tone in front of so many pure-blood family members and classmates. However, he was really unwilling to sit down like this. Seeing the wizards walking towards Allen, he promised Pency that he would not yell anymore. He pushed the chair behind him back and quickly sat down at Ravenclaw's long table to express his attitude. Pency quickly followed him.
Crabbe and Gore, who were stuffing cake into their mouths, were a little embarrassed. It was only when Emily pointed at the table with her finger and asked the two big guys to pass her food that they naturally stayed.
"Lucius, it seems like your son is very dissatisfied with you," Ben Bastard, who thought that he had already won, remarked. "Draco has been spoiled by you. When this is over, you have to teach him the responsibility of being the successor of the Malfoy."
"Take care of your son Lucius. Don't let him cause trouble like a baby. Daphne has never dared to talk to me like that," Paul Greengrass said. Gringlass raised the corner of his mouth and raised his head.
"Hmph, you don't have to worry about how to teach my son." Lucius snorted coldly. "I think his results and strength are enough to prove his talent and my teaching."
After a short moment of commotion, Headmaster Dumbledore of Hogwarts walked to Allen and said, "Professor Harris, I'm sorry to disturb your meal."
"Oh, Headmaster Dumbledore, good morning." Allen seemed to have just realized that they were not here for breakfast. He stood up calmly and faced the group of pure-blood wizards who were aggressively dressed.
In this tense atmosphere, Anca, who was on Allen's shoulder, stood up straight and gently swung its tail. Its sharp eyes stared at Fox, who was on Dumbledore's shoulder. The poor phoenix's neck shrank back. The memory of almost being pecked blind was still fresh in its mind.
"Professor Harris, I've invited the board of directors today. Although it's a little sudden, I want to have a meeting about the school's teaching before class …" Dumbledore's tone was much more serious than usual. He glanced at the little wizards who were paying attention to the situation in the auditorium and said, "Professor Harris, you're also one of the board of directors. I think we should go back to my office for a discussion. What do you think? "
After hearing Dumbledore's words, the wizards in the auditorium confirmed their suspicions. They knew why the headmaster of Hogwarts brought so many board members to Allen.
Gryffindor's Katie Bell did not have the slightest clue. Bell reacted the fastest. She did not need to judge who was right and who was wrong. She had become a loyal follower of Ravenclaw and stood firmly on Alan's side. She said loudly, "Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Harris is not only a good teacher, but also an elector of Lady Ravenclaw. You should not blame him!" After that, she began to walk towards Alan.
"I think so too."
Michael Kona and Edward Fawkes said in unison, just like the Weasley twins in the past. They looked at each other and saw the tacit understanding from the beginning because of the synchronized surprise to the end. They walked together towards Allen.
Under the lead of the two senior wizards from Harris's class, the little wizards who were still in the ancient magic class and the training class also stood up and surrounded Allen to express their support. Of course, most of the little wizards just stayed in their seats.
At Gryffindor's long table, Harry looked at his godfather who was expressionless among the board members. He then looked at Dumbledore, who raised his hand to stop the high and mighty board members from scolding the students. After that, he and his girlfriend, Jenny, held each other's hands and stood up.
Sitting next to him, Ron subconsciously raised his hand to stop Harry and his sister from objecting to Dumbledore's actions. However, this action also made Ron see the exquisite sleeves of his Hogwarts' standard wizard robe. He felt the warmth of the robe that Allen gave him for Christmas and remembered the dignity it brought him after it was ironed and repaired by itself. Ron's raised arm could not help but slip down, and the words of dissuasion were suddenly stuck in his throat.
Ron shifted his chair. Caught in his own dilemma, he could not help but look at Hermione, who was standing behind Allen with blushing cheeks. This made Ron's focus completely return to the chair. He looked at Lavender Brown, who was beside him with a curious and gossipy face. After glancing at Lavender Brown, Ron simply turned his head away and did not look at Dumbledore or Allen. His mind was completely focused on the plate of fried sausages in front of him.
"A bunch of idiots. Do you think you are more qualified than the school board to manage the school? If I were you, I would be smarter and not jump on a doomed warship. " Looking at so many students who supported Allen, Millicent Bast was a little annoyed and sarcastic. After that, she took out her lip balm and smeared it on her fat lips, pretending to be charming. Hannah Abo, who was still sitting at the long Hufflepuff table, was a little angry when she heard what Millison said. "Isn't it all your fault? How dare you say that?!"
Some of the young sorcerers from ancient pure-blood families began to make sarcastic remarks and seemed to be proud of the situation. However, the opposite was that some of the young sorcerers from Ravenclaw and those who had already left the training class and ancient magic class simply stood up and joined Allen's side after a short argument like Susan. Among them, there were even some young sorcerers from their families who were against Harris.
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