MTL - A Magical Hogwarts-v7 Chapter 110 The youngest Wizengamot

According to Firenze:

At the center of the constellation Cygnus is a supermassive black hole that emits powerful radiation when stimulated.

This ejected energy, and the most powerful interstellar medium, attract and combine with each other, and more powerful things can be born...

There is no need for Firenze to repeat too much, William can know... This black hole is serious or not, but it must be very powerful.

However, according to him, the anomaly of Hydra is related to the recent Cygnus event.

That year, the Centaurs observed that the ε star in the constellation Hydra became brighter and brighter, even surpassing the Heart of Hydra.

Assuming the centaurs' prediction is correct, according to the aftermath, the Hydra event corresponds to Tom.

Because it was precisely that night that little Tom got out of the diary and completed the resurrection from the Horcrux to the body.

According to Firenze's recent observations, the anomaly of Hydra many years ago was actually influenced by Cygnus.

An ancient and powerful force is slowly recovering.

If you look at it together, it shows that Tom's resurrection was not an accident, but an intervention by a stronger force behind it.

After thinking about it, William could only interpret this meaning.

After all, the centaurs never speak out, but prefer to keep seven points.

Of course, Firenze's prophecy looks more like a rhetoric for defrauding funds.

In particular, he proposed that he hopes to build a large telescope so that he can carefully observe the stars and obtain more accurate answers.

I have all the blueprints. I looked at the budget. My good guy...it's about 50,000 Galleons.

Just before school started, Professor Trelawney approached Professor McGonagall, saying that she had invented a method of divination using wine.

In the words of this old alcoholic:

"This is a creation across the ages, and it is the greatest divination method in the history of prophecy.

Not only is the accuracy high, but the prediction time is far…”

For the sake of all wizards, Professor Trelawney needs a winery.

Look... people don't even talk about buying wine, how small is the pattern, she solves the problem directly from the source!

Let's set up our own winery, specializing in the production of sherry.

Seeing Firenze and Trelawney lion talking, William felt that it was nothing if he wanted seventy to eighty thousand Galleons.

So during the banquet, he plans to inform Professor McGonagall of this reasonable request, and ask the school management to approve it immediately, without ignoring the praise...

However, he never found a chance to interject, because during the dinner, Hagrid began to cry.

Could it be that he also wants to deceive... ugh, advance funds?

An honest man like Hagrid would definitely not do such a thing. He was saddened by his Aragog, who was dying.

Professor Flitwick, who was sitting next to him, immediately expressed his concern.

Especially when he heard that Aragog was a fifty-year-old soul beast... ah, the old eight-eyed giant spider.

You must know that under William's operation, the news of the eight-eyed giant spider nourishing the kidneys has long spread.

The black market is very expensive now, and the price has doubled several times.

And the older it is, the better the effect is said to be...

Fifty years later, if you continue to take it, you won't be able to get stronger and stronger immediately?

Professor Flitwick claims that he doesn't need it, but he has a friend who is not in good health...

Professor Slughorn was also excited and a little gaffe.

He didn't care too much about nourishing the kidneys or not. After all, he was over a hundred years old. Even if he had a good mouth, his body was really dying.

But the poison of those eight-eyed giant spiders can now buy more than one or two hundred Galleons per pint.

The older the year, the higher the quality and the more expensive the price.

Slughorn wanted to stock up and make some extra money.

So, throughout the dinner, Flitwick and Professor Slughorn were concerned about Aragog's health.

Clink glasses and may it be healthy (and die early) forever.

After the dinner, William performed his duties as the president of the male student union, and after sending the students back, he went to the principal's office.

When he came to the office, he unexpectedly did not see the principal.

Pictures of past Hogwarts headmasters hang on the walls. When students come, they usually pretend to be asleep.

But they were so familiar with William that they didn't even look like they were chatting.

Don't think that the old principals are all highly respected, concerned about national affairs all day long, or worry about the country and the people.

But actually, in private, the old is not serious.

The last time William saw a portrait of the headmaster writing in a diary, the content was basically similar to Ji Lao's writing, so he wanted to "get in touch with a few more girls."

What else can William say?

Low EQ is naturally an old-fashioned critic, and high EQ is of course... true temperament, not pretentious!

"Headmaster is out, big shit!" Phineas Black said slyly. "He told you to wait for him in Hogsmeade."

William rolled his eyes and said, "Am I blind?"

There was a Pensieve on the table, and Dumbledore was apparently watching a little movie in it again.

"Is Harry in there too?" he guessed.

The portrait of the old headmaster Armando Dippet said: "Yes, Dumbledore said that when you come, you can go straight in!"

William nodded and walked towards the Pensieve.

"Big shit, where is my great-great-grandson, I haven't seen him for a year and a half!" Phineas Black asked again.

Although Sirius was removed from the family tree by his mother, Phoenix, as the last male of the Black family, liked this great-great-grandson quite a bit.

William raised a **** and said, "He is on a classified mission."

After speaking, his body disappeared into the air and entered the Pensieve.

If Harry was in there, Dumbledore must be showing him Tom's past by now.

Sure enough, after William landed on the ground again, he found himself in a familiar room.

The layout was all too familiar, since this was Slughorn's office.

But that was fifty years ago.

At that time, Slughorn was still very young, and Voldemort was even more immature, only sixteen years old.

The memory had come to an end, and the students got up and left, while Tom deliberately stayed behind.

When everyone had left, Slughorn urged:

"Come on, Tom, you don't want to be caught out when you turn out the lights, you're a prefect..."

"Sir, I want to ask you something."

"Then ask, boy, ask..."

"Sir, I want to ask if you know... Horcrux."

There was a sudden thick fog in the house, the memory began to be confused, and both Slughorn and Tom disappeared.

William had seen this memory a long time ago, and these smokes were traces of Slughorn's clumsy changes to the memory.

He covered up the real memory and gave Dumbledore a modified fake memory.

Sure enough, after the smoke dissipated, Slughorn rebuked righteously:

"Tom, I don't know anything about Horcruxes, and even if I did, I wouldn't tell you! Get out now and don't let me hear you mention this again!"

William waited silently for the memory to end before walking towards the principal.

Dumbledore had noticed him long ago and smiled: "William, it's just in time, I'm taking Harry to relive this past secret."

Harry was fascinated, and then noticed William. He was pleasantly surprised: "William! Did you have a good Christmas holiday? I saw the newspaper, Voldemort attacked you, nothing happened..."

"It's fine." William smiled and said, "There's no big problem, don't worry."

Harry stayed at Snape's house all this time.

He didn't even see him at the dinner party. It was estimated that he was brought over by Professor Snape, and then Dumbledore called him to the principal's office.

After chatting with Harry for a while, William took the initiative to ask:

"Professor, do you have anything to do with me?"

"I remember you were still the Wizengamore Youth Representative?" said Dumbledore.

William was stunned for a while, but he didn't expect Dumbledore to suddenly mention this, he nodded and said, "Yes."

In Year 3 ~www.novelbuddy.com~ William became the Wizengamore UK Youth Representative.

At that time, William was on vacation in Paris, and Uncle Newt was arrested. Dumbledore quickly gave him this identity and asked him to extradite Newt.

"I'm afraid your identity as a youth representative will be gone," Dumbledore said calmly.

William raised an eyebrow.

Dumbledore didn't give in, he went straight to the subject and said:

"Voldemort keeps assassinating members of the Wizengamore.

Before this summer, I will propose that you fill the vacancy directly and become a member of Wizengamot! "

Harry on the side, his mouth wide open, the eighteen-year-old Wizengamot... It's unprecedented.

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