Hogwarts: Who made her a professor?

Chapter 334, Project 2



Chapter 334, Project 2

Chapter 334, Project Two

The next day, Belvina woke up very early. It was still pitch black outside the window. Although she was so sleepy that she could barely open her eyes, she quietly got dressed and went into the bathroom to wash up.

As Belvina emerged from the bathroom, radiant with health, the sky outside the window gradually brightened, changing from pitch black to deep blue.

Belvina exhaled a breath of stale air, strode out of the lounge, and soon arrived at the classroom next door where the "hostages" were being held.

As I pushed open the door and stepped into the classroom, all I could hear was the sound of even breathing.

The four hostages slept fully clothed. Ron slept alone on one side as if he were isolated, while the three girls huddled together.

Qiu Zhang even held the youngest Gabrielle in his arms, her black hair falling across her face. Although she was a young girl, she had a wifely air about her.

Belvina rubbed her eyes, then shook her head before drawing her wand and aiming it at the four sleeping hostages one by one.

The four hostages, already deep in sleep, slept even more soundly, so much so that they couldn't even hear Belvina shaking the bell.

Accompanied by the clear, melodious sound of bells, the house-elves of Hogwarts appeared.

The house-elves first bowed respectfully to Belvina, then approached the four hostages and carried them out. Thus, on the morning of February 24th, a strange scene unfolded at Hogwarts: the professor led the way, followed by a group of house-elves carrying four sleeping students.

The strange-looking procession walked through silent, deserted corridors and staircases, emerged from the sleeping castle, traversed muddy, damp grounds, and finally stopped by the Black Lake.

At that moment, Headmaster Dumbledore was squatting on the shore of the Black Lake, talking to a particularly rough and fierce-looking female mermaid.

They were speaking the language of mermaids, which Belvina couldn't understand a word of.

"Ah, our hostages have arrived." Dumbledore stood up and waved to the strange group led by Belvina.

Then, another strange scene unfolded at Hogwarts early in the morning.

Dumbledore spoke to Belvina in English for a while, and then chattered away to the mermaids in the Black Lake.

Then, the four sleeping "hostages" were handed over to the mermaids, who took them away from the shore and eventually sank to the bottom of the lake.

If one didn't know the inside story, one might think that Dumbledore and Belvina were doing something bad, selling the students in the school to the mermaids to achieve some ulterior motive.

As dawn broke, Belvina and Dumbledore, having completed their "dirty" and "sinful" deal, left the lakeside and returned to the castle.

"How are the preparations going?" Dumbledore asked. "Is there anything I can help with?"

"There's nothing I can help with for now, Professor," Belvina said confidently. "I'm confident in my arrangements; I'll make sure Harry isn't taken away."

Belvina spoke with great certainty, clearly confident in her plan.

To be more precise, Belvina had great confidence in the Bureau of Mysteries, believing that anything produced by the Bureau of Mysteries was bound to be of high quality.

As the most unique entity within the Ministry of Magic, the Department of Mysteries has always operated outside the Ministry's ruling system, exhibiting a tendency to obey orders but not direct commands.

In this mysterious and special department, apart from a few essential staff, the rest are scholars dedicated to various research projects, from outer space to the uterus, there is nothing they do not study.

Belvina preferred to call the scholars of the Department of Mysteries "madmen".

If Belvina's madness is a family trait, stemming from her unconventional style, then the madness of the Mysteries Department transcends base desires, madness with style and spirit.

Belvina wouldn't be surprised if the Bureau of Mysteries claimed one day that they could bring the dead back to life.

After all, the mad scholars of the Bureau of Mysteries have been studying the soul for many years.

Thanks to these mad scholars, Belvina was able to take a nap and recharge upon returning to the castle.

When Belvina opened her eyes again, it was already broad daylight outside the window.

Perhaps because today was the day of the second competition, all the teachers and students in the school got up very early, and the auditorium was full of people early on.

The early risers showed no signs of drowsiness; on the contrary, they were all energetic and excitedly discussing the second project that was about to begin.

Even after breakfast, the number of students in the auditorium had not decreased. They remained around the long table, discussing and debating who would be the winner of the day.

Some say it's Cedric Diggory.

Cedric of Hufflepuff has already proven himself in the first project, demonstrating exceptional magical skill and composure under pressure.

In addition, Cedric is currently in first place in the standings, and as long as he can maintain the level he showed in the first event, he will definitely be in first place today.

Some people say it is Fleur Delacour.

Although Beauxbatons' Fleur was not quick-witted and had poor on-the-spot reactions, she was beautiful.

As of now, Furong is in second place, only behind Cedric in first place. If she puts in a little more effort, she might just overtake him!

Some people say it's Harry Potter.

Having demonstrated his experience in the first event, Harry was already a strong favorite to win the championship.

If it weren't for Karkaroff's interference, Harry would have been the winner of the first project.

Therefore, more and more people are supporting Harry to win first place, and they all hope that Harry can achieve even better results and amaze everyone again.

There are four warriors in this Triwizard Tournament, and three of them have been mentioned, but no one has mentioned Viktor Krum, the Quidditch World Superstar.

Everyone tacitly excluded Krum, and didn't even regard him as a warrior. It wasn't that everyone disliked Krum; the blame lay with the biased Igor Karkarov.

If it weren't for Karkaroff's favoritism and protectionism in the first project, people wouldn't be so indifferent to Krum, not even including him in the Warriors' rankings.

As the students busily chattered about who would come in first place, time ticked by.

When the clock showed 8:30, Professor McGonagall and three other deans appeared in the auditorium and organized the students to line up and leave to watch the second program.

The students excitedly arrived at the sunny field and walked towards the Black Lake in the chilly wind of late February.

As they approached Black Lake, they were surprised to find rows of tiered seats along the shore, as well as a huge tent.

The students quickly found seats, some curiously gazing at the dark surface of the lake, while others looked toward a long table covered with a golden tablecloth on the shore.

The referees took their seats one after another around the referee's table, which was covered with a golden tablecloth.

The first seat on the left was still Mrs. Maxim, with a visibly uneasy Fleur standing behind her.

Next was Igor Karkarov, whose face was deathly pale and who had dark circles under his eyes, looking rather listless.

The central seat at the referee's table still belonged to Dumbledore, who looked relaxed and at ease, seemingly unconcerned about any potential dangers that might follow.

Standing behind Dumbledore was Cedric, the young Mr. Diggory, who looked somewhat agitated, presumably because he hadn't seen Cho Chang for a long time.

Barty Crouch sat to Dumbledore's right. The Director of the International Department of Magical Cooperation seemed somewhat distracted, glancing sometimes at the vast Black Lake and sometimes at the castle.

Sitting on the far right is Belvina, with her arms propped up on the table, her hands supporting her chin, her eyes closed, letting the cold wind blow through her long hair.

In the cold wind of late February, the clock ticked away.

At nine o'clock sharp, the excited students found their places, and the cheering flags fluttered in the wind.

At 9:10, the students' spirits were even higher, and the cold weather could not dampen their enthusiasm.

At 9:15, the students, who had been enthusiastic, became anxious when they suddenly realized that one of the warriors next to the referee's table was missing.

Fleur stood behind Madam Maxim, Krum stood behind Karkaroff, and Cedric stood behind Dumbledore, but where was Harry?

At 9:20, the fourth warrior, Harry, still hadn't appeared, and discussions arose in the packed stands.

Some people say that Harry must have been terrified and didn't dare to participate in the second project.

Some people immediately countered that Harry could severely injure the dragon with Lansky's feint, so why would he be afraid of the second project?

At 9:25, the fourth hero, Harry Potter, finally appeared. He ran out of the castle like the wind, crossing the muddy, damp ground...

Belvina opened her eyes and looked at Harry, who was sprinting at full speed, and saw him stop panting beside the referee's table.

"If it had been any later, you wouldn't have had to go into the water, Mr. Potter," Belvina said.

The second event was scheduled for 9:30. If Harry arrived any later, he would be considered to have forfeited.

"I'm sorry, I'm late—" Harry gasped for breath, his hands on his knees, feeling as if his lungs were about to burst.


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