Three days had passed since the sight of the army of Inferi running all over the playground, but the students of Hogwarts still enjoyed talking about what happened that night.

Those students who had first-hand information, cleaned up the Inferi, or participated in supporting the Hogsmeade village were the most popular. No matter where they went, they would be followed by a group of students asking for specific details. In the lounge, at the stairwell, in the classroom, in the library... everywhere, people would tell about what they had witnessed.

"We set out from the school and cleared hundreds of Inferi and a dozen Dementors along the way. When we appeared in Hogsmeade from the sky, the expressions on those people's faces were simply amazing! You should have seen it." said a senior student.

"It's amazing." Someone around said in admiration.

"How do you catch Dementors?" another student asked sharply, "I remember that the Patronus can only drive them away, right?"

"Use a capture cage." The man said loudly, as if he was happy that someone asked this question, "It's a portable device that looks like a biting teacup, but it's definitely different. Once you drive the Dementors in, they can't get out..."

"According to the Auror named Tonks, this thing was developed by Professor Hepp." He whispered mysteriously.

There was a burst of exclamations from the crowd.

"Okay, please make way. I have to go find my partner and ask if the school has assigned anyone to search the Forbidden Forest." The student waved his hand in a reserved manner, "You know, there may be a few werewolves hiding there..."

The people around him watched him leave with awe.

After that, all kinds of news came out. Someone described the broken mountain outside Hogsmeade in detail. "When we arrived, there were still rocks as big as crucibles rolling down, but the wind and sand were too strong to see the whole picture."

The members of the Magic Painting Club agreed to visit the site during the Valentine's Day weekend in Hogsmeade and work together to complete a work. I heard that they were soliciting investments everywhere, and as long as seven Sickles could leave a place on that huge painting, many people were tempted.

Someone also quietly revealed that more than a dozen bodies were pulled out of the Hog's Head Pub. "It's closed now, and something unfortunate may have happened there." It was said with details.

"I only know that Professor Moody stuffed more than a dozen dark wizards into the dungeons of the castle, although they were moved away that night." A Slytherin student said, "The place where the dark wizards are locked up is very close to our lounge, and many people saw it."

"Don't you live in the dungeons?" Someone asked puzzled.

"That's different," the Slytherin student retorted angrily, "Our common room just looks like a dungeon!"

"Tsk, tsk, haven't you thought of adding some decorations in all these years?"

"We installed magic lights..." "

Oh."

It was breakfast time, and Felix was eating breakfast in the hall. He opened the newspaper of the day, and the front-page photo was a picture of Ms. Bones speaking, but in fact this happened two days ago, that is, the day after the attack, and the choice of this photo may be more to increase sales.

He quickly scanned the contents:

"A spokesman for the Wizengamot said that preparations have already begun. The prisoners include a considerable number of foreign wizards, which may attract observers from the International Confederation of Wizards. In addition, the Ministry of Magic of some countries sent official letters asking whether they could extradite their own wizards. After being sternly rejected by Ms. Bones, they applied to participate in the trial process... Although the specific trial date has not yet been determined, we at least know where the main source of troops for the large-scale attack planned by the mysterious person will come from..."

The second edition introduced how to deal with the emergency of exposure, "In the eyes of Muggles, this will be an underground gas pipeline leak." The third

edition mentioned that the Sword Castle had been restored to its original state, and attached a photo. Felix saw Percy looking around in it. When someone noticed him, He would adjust his tie seriously;

the tofu-shaped article between the fourth and fifth pages introduced that "the blasting-tailed skrewt farm has been put into operation", and Felix was not sure whether it was an advertisement;

the eighth page was the news that the anti-curse series products became the designated equipment of the Ministry of Magic;

the ninth page was a member of the Shafik family cutting the ribbon for a store...

Felix put down the newspaper and quickly finished the food on the plate. When he passed the hallway, he saw the Weasley twins leading the members

of the "Swear to Defend School Rules" club they founded out of the castle. "Remember, this action may be dangerous, but we in the "Swear to Defend School Rules" club will not be afraid." Fred said loudly.

"What are we going to do?" A junior student asked tremblingly.

"Didn't we say it?" Fred looked at George, and George shrugged at him. "Well, we're going to the Black Lake. As you know, the Inferi are not afraid of water. There may be some that have escaped and are hiding at the bottom of the lake, strolling leisurely."

"But I heard," the student who asked the question swallowed his saliva, "the professors have already joined forces with the Student Union, the Magic Club, the Frontline Lookout and volunteers to check the school several times..." His voice became lower and lower under the twins' staring gaze.

"You know, you remind me of our little brother Ron."

The junior student's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "You mean Ron Weasley? Harry Potter's right-hand man? Oh, what an honor..."

Fred and George looked at each other, a little dumbfounded.

"Is he so famous now?" George asked, "We are not in someone's dream, are we? I mean, is this a side effect of the daydream spell?" "

Impossible," Fred said negatively: "I would have rejected that dream from the beginning, thinking it would not be marketable..."

At the same time, Harry, Ron and Hermione walked on the stone steps, intending to visit Hagrid.

"Is Mafalda okay? What did Madam Pomfrey say?" Harry asked.

"Nothing serious," Hermione said. "She was hit by a Confusion and Stunning Charm. She'll be fine in two days."

"Except for a bald spot on her head, she's embarrassed to show up," Ron laughed with some gloating. "Umbridge was really harsh. You'll have to wait a few more days before you can see her."

Below the castle, the snow melted. A layer of tender shoots sprouted from the lawn, and in a while, the gray soil will be completely covered. They walked through the vegetable garden and saw the Muggle professor Bubbage coming out of a greenhouse from a distance. She was wearing a thick hat, a dirty apron tied around her waist, and was covered in gray.

At first glance, Harry thought Professor Sprout had lost weight. But he could only think about it in his heart and never say this to the Hufflepuff students.

A dozen students were standing near Hagrid's hut, chattering, with expressions of excitement and fear on their faces. The three curiously went around the back of the hut and found that Hagrid was training Grawp to move things.

"Grawp - wants - food!" the giant roared.

"I'll give it to you after you move it." Hagrid shouted, pointing to a pile of stones on the ground, with a huge pumpkin under his other arm. "Hi, hello!" He saw Harry, Ron and Hermione and greeted them enthusiastically, "I'm teaching him to do odd jobs, starting with the most basic ones, you see -" "

Watch out! Hagrid!" Hermione shouted suddenly.

Hagrid turned his head sharply and was knocked to the ground by a punch. Harry felt the ground shaking. Fortunately, Grawp did not continue to attack. He retracted his dirty fist, picked up the pumpkin from Hagrid's arms, and took a bite of it like holding a large apple, and the juice splashed everywhere.

The little wizards who were watching had already screamed and ran away. Harry estimated that they were scared enough.

Hagrid sat up from the ground, covering his nose, "Oh, still no. I shouldn't walk around with food in front of him."

The three looked at each other, and Harry mustered up the courage to say, "Hagrid, are you going to let little Grawp move in with you?"

"I did think about it, but it doesn't seem possible now, so I plan to build a house in the Forbidden Forest."

"Do the centaurs agree?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"Who cares about those mules!" Hagrid said angrily, with blood oozing from his fingertips. "Don't get excited, Hagrid!" Ron shouted. Hagrid waved his other hand, "The Forbidden Forest is not theirs, anyone who wants to live there can live there!" He muttered, "There's no need for me to ask them, a bunch of old-fashioned people..."