Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

Latest URL: Canaan frowned. He didn't expect Professor Fitz to have an extraordinary sensitivity to space.

Looking at the figure of Professor Fitz going away, Canaan didn't get too close this time, but followed from a distance.

Professor Fitz rushed all the way and came to the edge of the Black Lake.

The moonlight sprinkled on the lake, intertwined with the dark lake water, the breeze was blowing, and the water was rippling, which had a special flavor.

Professor Fitz looked around vigilantly, then cast a disillusionment spell on himself, and disappeared by the lake.

Then there was a "plop" sound of falling water on the surface of the lake, and the water surface rippled, and then slowly calmed down.

Looking at the missing Professor Fitz, Canaan shook his head slightly, turned and returned to the dormitory.

 …

Early the next morning, everyone in Hogwarts was enjoying a rich meal.

"Canaan, you should read this." Alita handed Canaan today's Daily Prophet.

"Director of the Ministry of Magic, Duvis, has been dismissed!"

"Millicent has publicly stated that he wants Dumbledore to take over as the next Minister for Magic!"

Canaan browsed through the newspapers and found that Du Weisi is currently in a situation where everyone pushes the wall, and many people jumped out to accuse him of inaction during his tenure and blood discrimination.

It was also recorded in the newspaper that he would be tried for the second time by the Wizengamot governing body in the near future. If the crime was serious, he would probably spend the rest of his life in Azkaban.

"This guy really asked for it. He is completely unworthy to be the director of the Ministry of Magic." Roger leaned over to look at the haggard Duvis in the newspaper, and said angrily.

When he saw the contents of the newspaper, he pouted slightly and said, "But will Dumbledore really become the Minister of Magic? I don't want him to abandon us, he is a good headmaster."

At this time, Terry, who was opposite, heard what Roger was talking about, and came over with great interest, "If Dumbledore really leaves, who do you think will be the next headmaster?"

"Professor Flitwick, our dean, has the oldest qualifications."

"He's a goblin half-breed,

The Ministry of Magic will not make Professor Flitwick the Headmaster. "

"I think it will be Professor McGonagall!"

"I also think, anyway, it won't be Professor Snape's!"

Looking at the heated discussions, Canaan shook his head with a smile.

Then he turned his head to look at the seats in Slytherin House. The seats of Ludo and Pete were empty and very bleak. Presumably with the downfall of Duweisi, their situation will not be too good.

"Ding ding ding" Dumbledore rang the silver cup.

"Before breakfast is over, I want to inform you of a few things. First, regarding the fact that several senior students left school without authorization and returned home, each student will be grounded for a month, during which they will need to help Mr. Filch clean the hallway."

After seeing everyone's reactions, he continued.

"Secondly, because Peter Rozier violated the school rules, he no longer serves as the head of the male student union and the prefect of Slytherin. The new student union president will be selected from the best young wizards in each grade, and the selection conditions are also the same. You are no longer the prefects of various colleges. As long as you have enough ability and are welcomed by everyone, the position of chairman may be yours." Speaking of this, he glanced at Canaan in the audience.

There was an uproar in the audience, and many students showed expressions of interest.

Canaan smiled helplessly, and he felt full of malice from Dumbledore again.

Although the president of the student union has many privileges, apart from having a separate bathroom, there is no temptation for Canaan.

He has no idea about the position.

However, this time he obviously underestimated Dumbledore's determination.

 …

In the morning, it was Defense Against the Dark Arts class. After checking everyone's mastery of the Water Avoidance Curse in class, Professor Fitz explained to everyone how wizards fight in water.

During the entire class, Canaan observed the professor, but unfortunately did not find anything unusual.

I have to say that if it wasn't for the theft of the mermaid crown, he felt that the professor was really serious and responsible during the teaching process, and it was lively and interesting.

But after what happened last night, he was even more sure that Professor Fitz came to Hogwarts for another purpose.

At lunchtime, the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

Canaan discovered that there was a small colorful scorer in front of the scorers of the four colleges in front of the rostrum.

At this time Dumbledore spoke on the stage: "After discussing with several deans, we have decided that the following students can participate in the campaign for the chairman of the Boys' Union. They are: Ravenclaw's prefect Robert, Hufflepuff Prefect Verus of Strange...and Brann of Ravenclaw!" His voice boomed and filled the hall.

As soon as Dumbledore's words fell, Canaan found that everyone's eyes were focused on him.

"Canaan, that's great. I didn't expect that you could actually run for the chairman. The first-year chairman has never appeared in the history of Hogwarts!" Roger grinned and waved his fist excitedly .

"Bryan? He's still a freshman! How can he run for the chairmanship?" A senior student of the Snake Academy said indignantly. He always thought that he could also run for the election.

"That's enough, you can beat him first, I don't think you want to taste what it's like to be turned into dirt!" His companion said disdainfully.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore stretched out his hand to stop, "These seven candidates for the chairman correspond to a scoring device of a color, and I set magic on it, and each person has a vote, and you can choose the person you like to vote for." , the time ends at night."

Dumbledore paused and continued: "Remember, don't try to use magic to deceive the scorer. Once I find out, I will disqualify him from running and punish him severely."

During the flying class in the afternoon, Mrs. Hooch was leading two college freshmen to do simple flying maneuvers around the four towers.

"Canaan, George and Fred opened a gamble for the election of the chairman, and I put all my private money on you." Roger controlled the broom with one hand, and patted his chest with the other. An expression that I am your good brother.

"Don't look for me if you lose." Canaan glanced at him and said helplessly.

"How could it be? George told me secretly. He heard a lot of news. Many people in the school are your fans, and they will vote for you." Roger lowered his voice, pretending to be deep. As if it was some big secret.

"Just now Alita heard George say the same thing to Terry. By the way, Terry voted for Prefect Robert." Canaan smiled.

"Oh, damn it, George." Roger cursed angrily, then controlled the broomstick and flew towards the Gryffindor camp, "I want my money back!"

"..."

At night, the ceiling of the Great Hall of Hogwarts is a blue sky.

"Before we enjoy the food, I think we need to announce our voting results. I believe everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time." Dumbledore came to the colorful scoring machine.

I saw his wand tap lightly against the scorer, a ball of golden sparks drilled out from the tip of the wand, bloomed above the scorer, and the scattered fireworks fell on the sand of various colors in the scorer.

At this time, the scorer seemed to be stimulated, and sand of seven different colors surged in the glass pipe.

"The red represented by Robert is rising the fastest!"

"Green overtakes!"

"Yellow, yellow is the highest, Verus is going to win, I beat him with two Galleons!"

"Oh, purple! Purple Blaine is catching up!"

With the roar of the crowd, the scorer finally freezes slowly, and the purple sand represented by Canaan has the highest score, which is half as much as the second-ranked yellow sand.

"The final winner is Ravenclaw's first-year freshman Canaan Brayne!!" Dumbledore's old and powerful voice spread throughout the auditorium.

At the same time, clusters of fireworks were set off high in the hall, and everyone cheered and shouted, and the sound spread along the castle to the Black Lake.

A few mermaids surfaced, looking at the brightly lit castle in the distance, showing puzzled expressions.

"What's going on with this group of humans?"

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