Kamia's promised trip did not happen immediately, because Dumbledore had to consider the opinions of the other three groups.
Lockhart, who was preparing for "A Midsummer Night's Dream", was in high spirits. "I'd love to take the children to experience the culture of Athens.
We can also pay our respects to the great Parthenon Temple! "
Professor Flitwick, who was reviewing the script "Cui Yingying and Du Liniang" submitted by Qiu Zhang, was a little conflicted. "Isn't it a little too far to experience the mysterious garden culture of the East?"
Dumbledore was also in despair. "Kamia,
You see, the crew of "The Legend of the Three Brothers" doesn't seem to need this kind of trip! "
Therefore, in order to prevent the drama club from becoming a tourist group,
And also to save the club's insufficient funds.
After a few rounds of Tai Chi, the field trip plan was temporarily put on hold.
Harry was very surprised when he heard about the situation. "Since there's not much money left,
Why does Polly Garter still have so many floral dresses? "Kamia smiled slightly." Because of the friendship of the Handicraft Club ~ "
Here's a digression. With the formal establishment of the drama club, various large and small clubs in Hogwarts sprung up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
Most of them were proposed and managed by the students themselves.
Dumbledore's attitude was very relaxed. As long as there were three or more official members of the club,
And proposed a plan to him, the club would be recognized.
Therefore, from time to time, a recruitment post for the Handicraft Club or the Astrology Club would appear on the front page of the Hogwarts School Forum.
That's right.
This school forum.
This was one of the important functions of the twins after they upgraded the Magic Address Book. Other than the fact that it could only be used in Hogwarts and could not be used to comment on pictures, the operation of the Magic Address Book was pretty good. However, for some reason, the administrator of the forum was actually Madam Loris (and her master). Therefore, the children often saw Filch sitting in his little room with the Magic Address Book in his hand, his eyes almost glued to the pages, just to catch some IDs that liked to make witty remarks.
It was only after Harry had finished his week of confinement at Snape's place that he realized the changes in the school.
He didn't have any classes in the morning, so he woke up a little late. He probably wanted to meet Kronos, Bart, or someone else to play table tennis. But when he came downstairs after washing up, he found only a lonely dark figure sitting in the hall downstairs — Mr. Disciple.
Harry was surprised. "Hey, Demar … where are the others?" Looking at the clock on the wall, logically speaking, this should be the time for everyone to gather together to drink tea and chat, discussing who would go to the combat class today.
Mr. Disciple, who had taken off his cloak and looked like a criminal suspect in a well-known anime, raised his head slightly and glanced at Harry. He said softly, "They … went to watch the competition …"
Harry was still confused. "Watch the competition? What competition? Lockhart versus Snape? "What's so interesting about this kind of competition that has no suspense at all?
Mr. Disciple shook his head and stood up lightly. He walked to the window and gestured for Harry to look outside.
Harry was shocked. He noticed that the faint noise that had been there all morning was not the background music of the TV, but — "Quidditch?!!!" The former famous ball hunter looked at the red flags and the sea of people on the other side of the stadium and shouted in disbelief.
The Disciple silently moved away and floated away to avoid touching Harry the moment Harry pounced on him.
Harry stared at it for a while, then turned and rushed upstairs to open the address book that had been put aside for a long time. The home page was full of messages from different people, so Harry simply opened the group chat.
[Hogwarts Fun Club]
Second Knight: Woola! Gryffindor will win! (Lion's head symbol x3)
Huo Village Reporter: F&G
Strongly request to develop a photo function. I took a lot of wonderful photos!
Second Knight: Seconded! F&G, these little emojis can't satisfy us anymore!
Walking Bookshelf: They're still playing. Why are you tagging them?
First Prince: ["Can't you stop for a while?" emoji]
Second Knight: …
The Second Knight: (????????????????????
First Prince: Because I'm the sponsor. I can use the closed beta function in advance. Idiot:)
YOU-KNOW-WHO: = =
YOU-KNOW-WHO: Before you guys start arguing, can I ask: Why the hell didn't I know there was a competition today?!
Second Knight: Harry? Didn't you see the forum post?
YOU-KNOW-WHO: … What forum???
Under Ron's guidance, Harry fumbled for a long time before he finally upgraded his address book. Then, he reopened it and entered the forum. He found that the forum's homepage was decorated with the colors of the four academies. The top post was "Huo [1992] No. 007 Announcement on the various matters of this week's Quidditch Competition". There were also a few red posts below: Our school is pleased to be awarded the Practical Education and Entrepreneurship Base of the Magic Academy; Notice on the participation of fresh graduates in the Practical Training Classes of the Ministry of Magic; Student Symposium of Ravenclaw College's 1992 Teaching Work …
Below that were the posts of students cheering for their school's football team.
Harry pulled off the frown on his forehead. He wanted to click on the Gryffindor section to take a look, but a prompt popped up: "Hey, you don't seem to be Gryffindor!"
No way? Harry was speechless. The prompt flipped over and became: "How about … you try entering the password for the Gryffindor lounge?"
That's easy. Harry typed the password in the prompt and thought to himself: Unfortunately, I know the passwords for all four academies and the student dormitory.
In the jubilantly decorated Gryffindor section, except for the forum rules posted by Professor Mcgonagall, the posts were all about Quidditch. There were profiles of the team members, support towers of the cheerleaders, comprehensive pre-match training records … While Harry was browsing, there was also a "Bet on which team will win this year?" Post, but it was quickly deleted by the administrator with the ID "Madam Loris".
Harry sighed silently as he read. Now, he had no doubt that the twins could build a computer if they were given a cubic meter of soil!
So, Hogwarts quietly had its own academic affairs online and campus BBS. After browsing through the popular posts of the four academies, Harry closed the address book and beat his chest, wanting to vomit three liters of blood. He had never thought that as a half-transmigrator, he would be abandoned by the times.
Harry hurriedly took out the four-colored scarf from the closet and wrapped it around his neck. He hurried out of the house and went to the basketball court. Fortunately, he didn't get up too late. When he squeezed into Kronos and Peter's side and sat down, he only missed the game between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. "So, which academy won?"
"Ravenclaw …" Peter was sweating profusely as if he had just finished cheering. He turned around and saw Harry. "Didn't you watch the game?"
"… I just got here." Harry miserably told them about how he completely missed the news. The people around him didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Kronos held the fries bucket and explained seriously, "I thought you were with the Hogwarts students."
Harry guessed that Ron and the others must have had the same idea.
Harry took the fries in front of Kronos and asked, "Which two academies are next?"
"Slytherin versus Gryffindor."
Harry stuffed the fries in his mouth and grabbed a flag from Hai Shao Xuan behind him to cheer for the twins. But when the players of the two academies entered the field, he was surprised and stuffed the fries in his mouth into his collar. "When did Drac join the academy team?"
Harry was familiar with the players of Gryffindor, but on Slytherin's side … In addition to the "school bullies" led by Marcus, there was also the petite and slender Drac Malfoy!
The international students did not know much about the grudges of the Hogwarts. Harry had to bend down and squeeze through the crowd to meet up with his team. But after bumping into the waists of many people, Harry had to stop in a pile of Slytherin.
Fortunately, there were also "acquaintances" here. "Hey, Pansy, Bryce, when did Drac join the academy team?"
The Savior who suddenly emerged from the crowd gave the reserved Snakes a shock. Pan Xi, who more or less knew Harry's style of doing things, quickly pulled him to sit beside her. At the same time, she explained in a low voice, "Derek can fly quite well, and didn't he make an outstanding contribution to the academy team last year? So … his father mentioned it to the dean …" At the latter part of the sentence, Pan Xi's voice couldn't be any lower.
Harry was confused at first. When did Drac make an outstanding contribution to the academy team? But when he looked up and saw the brooms of the two teams, he understood — all the brooms in the academy were sponsored by Malfoy the Elder!
Pansy's caution was quickly explained. Harry looked down and saw Malfoy the Elder sitting in the Slytherin VIP seats. The golden-haired man, who was very particular, was sitting next to Snape. His soft long hair made him look especially noble, like the Elven King.
Harry was speechless as he watched. As expected of Malfoy the Elder, he had to put on airs even when watching his son compete. If it was Sirius … Cough, cough. Harry touched his nose and thought of a maverick house elf in the Malfoy family.
A free elf, Dobby. Harry propped up his chin and watched the game. Since Voldemort has become a suckling child, there shouldn't be any uncontrollable wandering ball incidents, right?
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