Hogwarts: Who made her a professor?

Chapter 143 Hogwarts Great Ballroom



Chapter 143 Hogwarts Great Ballroom

Chapter 143 Hogwarts Great Ballroom

The dinner that evening was very lavish, with house-elves showing off their skills. The abundant dishes overwhelmed the house table. However, the students could only drool over the delicious food. Here, we must give a special shout-out to Mr. "W" of Gryffindor.

Dumbledore stood in the center of the faculty seating area, his smile kind and his eyes benevolent.

Thunderous applause filled the Great Hall as the vast majority of students welcomed their headmaster back to Hogwarts and awaited his announcement of the momentous event.

When the enthusiastic applause subsided, Dumbledore slowly spoke, saying, "Yes, that's right. Just as you all thought, the legend of the Chamber of Secrets has come to an end, and no one will be attacked by monsters again."

Thunderous applause erupted again, with the vast majority of students clapping and stamping their feet in excitement. Celebratory whistles rose and fell, and the dark clouds hanging overhead finally dissipated.

"Here, I would like to thank the three professors for their contributions," Dumbledore said. "Professor Basilda Bablin, she has always steadfastly protected the safety of her students and bravely faced danger."

Bassheda blushed instantly. She felt she hadn't done anything; her role was merely to protect Harry and, incidentally, prevent him from causing trouble. She felt she didn't deserve the students' applause.

"Professor Paul Bernard, his superb alchemy skills successfully stopped the Basilisk and made an outstanding contribution to the victory," Dumbledore continued. "Incidentally, I admire Professor Bernard's talent in alchemy."

Paul, who was thick-skinned, didn't blush. Rather than Dumbledore's verbal praise and the students' enthusiastic applause, he wanted something more tangible, like doubling his weekly wage.

"And then there's our Professor Belvina Black," Dumbledore continued, "who once again stepped forward to thwart the dark forces' plot against the school, unravel the mystery of the Chamber of Secrets, and put an end to its legend."

Belvina, with an even thicker skin, wouldn't blush either. If it were a medal from the Order of Merlin, she might have humbly declined. She could handle the applause from the students, though the applause could be even louder!

The students seemed to have heard Belvina's thoughts, and some of the Slytherins began to applaud enthusiastically. These students no longer disliked Belvina at all; on the contrary, they were very grateful to her.

Without Belvina, Slytherin would be the villain tonight; with Belvina, Slytherin is the hero of victory.

"Finally, I must commend a student whose courage embodies his fearlessness and loyalty leads him to perilous situations," Dumbledore said. "Harry Potter! For this, Gryffindor House earns a hundred points!"

Applause rang out again and again. No one was jealous, and no one made a fuss, even those who had followed the professors into the secret room.

It was still extremely dangerous; this was a compliment Harry earned at the cost of his life.

Furthermore, Gryffindor's house points are far ahead this semester. Unless there is a special situation like last year, they will definitely be able to defend their house cup title, so it doesn't matter whether they have 100 points or not.

"Finally, eat." Dumbledore opened his arms. "To treat everyone, there is no curfew tonight, and all classes are canceled tomorrow."

Instantly, the auditorium became a sea of ​​joy, with the students' applause more enthusiastic than ever before.

Even the most die-hard pure-blood supremacists in Slytherin joined in the applause; after all, no student dislikes a holiday.

After the sumptuous dinner, the next celebration began.

Dumbledore conjured up an enormous phonograph, and the long tables representing the four houses vanished. Upbeat music filled the air, and the Great Hall instantly transformed into a dance floor for the students.

The students danced and swayed to the music, jumping and bouncing, smiles beaming on everyone's faces.

It's been a long time since we've all relaxed like this.

No one knows where Dumbledore got the music from, but the phonograph played melodies that got faster and faster, and the Great Hall soon turned into a chaotic mess.

The students, now completely uninhibited, became bolder and extended their "clutches" to the professors who were sitting upright.

First came Professors Sprout and Flitwick, who were easier to talk to. The two deans were pulled into the dance floor by students from their respective colleges and swayed to the rhythm.

How could the Gryffindor brutes turn a blind eye? Fred and George, the two brothers, grabbed Professor McGonagall on either side and dragged the older catgirl to the students without saying a word.

The usually serious Professor McGonagall didn't spoil the fun; she joined in the dancing with the students who were having a blast, her meticulously styled hair all messed up.

Soon, one professor after another was dragged into the mess, some by their students, others by their troublesome colleagues, such as Belvina and Bassheda.

Belvina, who has two faces, one inside and one outside of school, is already popular with students. She is also the key to solving the mystery of the locked room, so the students will not let her go no matter what.

Belvina didn't hesitate; she held onto Bassheda's wrist tightly and dragged her somewhat socially awkward friend onto the dance floor.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've still seen pigs run, right? Although Belvina wasn't in a regular army in her past life, she still knew her ancestors...

The video of the matriarch, coupled with her agility comparable to a mad rabbit in this life, quickly made her the focus of everyone's attention.

Belvina, who loves rocking and doesn't discriminate between tunes, once again demonstrated her unique side, deeply touching the young minds of her students.

With her dazzling and gorgeous hand gestures, smooth and fluid upper body movements, and impeccable rhythm and strength, coupled with facial expressions comparable to those of a girl group member, Belvina immediately became the biggest eye-catcher in the entire venue.

Conspicuous bags usually have a clustering characteristic; when one conspicuous bag appears, other conspicuous bags will also appear.

With Belvina as the biggest eye-catcher, the students dancing wildly became even more frenzied, and the night of revelry seemed to have no end.

People like Fred, George, and Lee Jordan followed suit, trying to imitate Belvina's seemingly simple but actually difficult physical movements.

On this night when everyone is letting loose (except Snape), you give Hogwarts a good prospect, and Hogwarts will give you a good cradle.

After an unknown amount of time, the Hogwarts Great Ballroom remained open, and the dance floor had even been transformed into a pajama party.

Relaxation and revelry are the themes of Hogwarts tonight.

Exhausted, Belvina left early, but she didn't want to spoil the fun for the revelrying students. She waved her wand in the hall outside the auditorium, and a simple bouncy castle sprang up, immediately winning the hearts of the younger students.

Belvina sat on the marble stairs, watching the students crawl in and out of the play area, climbing up and down. Suddenly, she felt very relaxed, and the heavy weight on her heart disappeared.

At that moment, Dumbledore walked over in a somewhat comical set of pajamas, sat down next to Belvina, and handed her a bottle of butterbeer.

"Nothing is more joyful than seeing smiling faces," Dumbledore said. "That's why I love staying at Hogwarts; sometimes I even forget I'm over a hundred years old."

"Don't talk about age with women, Professor," Belvina said, rolling her eyes, "even if the woman seems easy to talk to."

Dumbledore looked at Belvina with surprise and said, "What makes you think you're an easy person to talk to? One should face oneself honestly, Belvina."

"If I were really that difficult to talk to, I would have already set your beard on fire," Belvina said. "Or plucked them out one by one."

"That's terrible. I've always thought my beard was beautiful," Dumbledore said with a laugh. "Isn't it beautiful?"

That damn confidence, that damn aura... Belvina really wanted to kick Dumbledore's ass with her boots.

Dumbledore continued, "Before you continue enjoying this night, I have something rather sobering to say: judging from Voldemort's attitude toward his diary, he has more than two Horcruxes. I personally lean towards seven, because seven is a very magical number."

"Seven is also a very lucky number," Belvina said. "We have to find them, no matter where we are, otherwise no one will have a good life."

"That's only right." Dumbledore slowly rose. "I need to go back and rest. I'm getting old and my energy is waning."

Dumbledore started walking upstairs, but stopped at the corner of the stairs. He said, "By the way, does the eternally pure Black family still need house-elves?"

Belvina leaned back against the stairs and turned to look at Dumbledore.

"A house-elf has lost his employer today and is in dire need of a new job," Dumbledore continued. "Dobby should be happy to serve the Black family if you are willing to pay him a salary."


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