Chapter 390
In the morning, Dumbledore walked in with a smile and left with a stern face.
In today's newspaper, Rita Skeeter published another article - "Late-night incontinence, beaten, Dumbledore's unknown secrets"
The newspaper even clearly wrote how many times Dumbledore got up at night, and said that he often couldn't find the bathroom and became incontinent, and then used magic to clean up the traces.
And it seems that because of dissatisfaction with his teaching quality, some angry parents rushed to the school and beat him up severely.
Generally, everyone doesn't believe this kind of news. After all, who is Dumbledore, who can beat him?
If they had this ability, the parents of Slytherin students would have beaten him to pieces long ago.
But Rita Skeeter actually posted a photo of Dumbledore with a bruised face and nose!
As we all know, photos cannot be photoshopped.
During breakfast, the young wizards who finished reading the newspaper, no matter which school they were from, were quietly looking at the guest of honor seat, trying to find traces of Dumbledore's hands on his face.
Unfortunately, Dumbledore had recovered long ago, but those who were interested noticed that Dumbledore's beard had become much shorter.
For example, Professor McGonagall.
She caught up with Dumbledore, who came out of the hall with a cold face, and looked around to make sure that there was no one else. Then she whispered, "Albus, is everything in the newspaper true?"
"Minerva..." Dumbledore broke his composure in a second, "You don't know that woman Rita Skeeter yet?"
"Of course I know, it's still fresh in my memory." Professor McGonagall said bitterly, "The report she wrote about me made me think about it for half a month before giving up revenge."
"Otherwise, you should go to Azkaban to see me now."
Ten years ago, Rita Skeeter wrote a report on Professor McGonagall's life.
He actually dug up all her love history, including her ambiguous experience with her boss when she worked at the Ministry of Magic.
Professor McGonagall was almost mad at the time, and even wanted to kill Rita Skeeter directly, and then surrender to the Ministry of Magic.
Finally, he endured it.
"Isn't that enough?" Dumbledore sighed helplessly: "The newspapers are all fake."
"But that photo..." Professor McGonagall hesitated: "It looks real."
Dumbledore's breath was choked.
What can he say, saying that it was beaten by Wayne?
Then do you still want to save this old face?
Damn Snape, you have no martial ethics!
Although the newspaper did not specify the source of the clue, Dumbledore was 90% sure that this was Snape's revenge for his behavior of driving up prices....
As for the remaining 10%, as a respect, he still left it to Wayne.
What if this guy is up to something and wants them to fight? Why don’t I just stand by and watch?
“Minerva, I am indeed injured.” Dumbledore took a deep breath and decided to go ahead.Tell the truth.
Professor McGonagall's face suddenly changed, "Who is it? Who else in this world can beat you like that... Could it be the mysterious man? No, it's the one in Nurmengard?!"
At the end, even Professor McGonagall didn't notice that her voice began to deform.
When she mentioned the mysterious man, she didn't react at all, but when she thought of the result later, she just felt cold all over.
Seeing that McGonagall could think so far, Dumbledore was also amused and comforted:
"Relax, it's not what you think."
"The mysterious man hasn't come back yet, and the Nurmengard Tower is still calm. I was indeed injured, but it was just a superficial injury when exploring a secret realm."
The secret realm - Gaunt's old house, there is nothing wrong, and the injuries there are also nothing wrong.
As for who beat him, such details don't need to be paid attention to.
Hearing that the wound was caused by exploring the secret realm, Professor McGonagall looked much more relieved: "That's good, I will complain to the Daily Prophet now, ask them to withdraw the article and issue an apology statement."
"No need." Dumbledore shook his head: "Withdrawing it will make me seem guilty. With Rita Skeeter's name, those truly smart people will not believe it."
"Hey, Principal, Professor McGonagall." Wayne came out from nowhere and greeted him with a smile.
"I saw in the newspaper that you were beaten by a student's parent. It looked miserable. Whose parent was so brave? Are you okay?"
Dumbledore: "........"
Okay, he withdrew it before talking.
Smart people like to have fun!
It has been a few days since Rita Skeeter's two reports. The criticism of Hagrid and Moody has not caused much waves. Instead, the topic about Dumbledore is still enduring.
Unintentionally, Snape helped Hagrid divert his attention and also helped Dumbledore reduce a lot of trouble.
But Dumbledore didn't mean to thank him, and his counterattack came quickly.
The students suddenly received a teacher satisfaction survey.
In the Hufflepuff common room, the seventh-year prefect handed out parchment to everyone: "Everyone needs to fill it out, don't worry about anything, all statistics are anonymous."
"Just write down your most real thoughts, and score objectively. Don't be afraid that the professors will be dissatisfied."
Wayne took it and started filling it out without thinking too much.
The three deans must have scored full marks. He didn't take much of the other courses, so he didn't fill them out. He just filled in a 7 for Hagrid (out of 10) and a 4 for Trelawney.
As for Snape...
He put down his quill, stretched his head to see how many points Norman and Toby gave him, and then looked at other students, and finally gave an average score - three points.
He was very pleased. The badgers were so kind. They gave him three points for his performance.
If he were in Gryffindor, thisThere is definitely room for this number to fall.
Wayne guessed correctly. At this moment, Fred and George from Gryffindor were calling on everyone to give fair scores.
"I can't do it at all!" Harry looked at the score column angrily: "Why is the lowest score only one? I want to give zero points!"
His words were unanimously agreed by many people, and they could only give Snape one point against their conscience.
If it were possible, they really didn't want to give any points.
Only Hermione thought that although Snape had a bad attitude, his teaching level was still acceptable, so she gave him a seven.
When everyone finished filling in the form, the prefects collected the parchment.
Then in the early morning of the next day, the results of the teacher evaluation were posted on the bulletin board.
Among them, Professor Flitwick scored the highest, with a score of 9.5, followed by Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout, who also scored more than eight points.
Of course, these are not important. Any serious person would know these things after reading them.
Everyone saw through it at a glance, and smiled knowingly after seeing the familiar name, except for Slytherin.
Snape - 4.3 points.
Good, good.
Although there are some problems with this score, they are not many. It is probably because the Slytherin group raised his score.
What makes everyone happy is the sentence that comes with the announcement.
The professor with the highest score will receive a month's salary as a bonus, while the professor with the lowest score will have three months deducted.
"Snape is here!"
I don't know who shouted, and the little wizards surrounding the notice board scattered instantly.
Soon, Snape went up to the first floor and saw the notice on the notice board, and sneered with an ambiguous meaning.
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It's not enough to be cheated by Lawrence once.
Now Snape had no intention to care about Dumbledore's little revenge. He just wanted to adjust his mentality and use the resurrection stone for the second time.
But he didn't care. Someone was happy.
Sirius mocked him severely, and then was beaten up by Snape.
In a blink of an eye, it was February. The temperature gradually rose, spring blew through the castle, and everything gradually revived.
Nothing changed in the castle. Snape's crazy deduction of points as revenge as people imagined did not happen.
He seemed to have seen nothing and went to class every day as usual.
Even the number of times he found fault was much less than usual. He was absent-minded and became thinner and thinner, as if his body was hollowed out.
According to a reliable revelation from a fourth-year Hufflepuff student, it should be malnutrition caused by the salary being deducted and no money to eat.
In addition, Dumbledore rarely appeared in the castle during this month. People saw the principals of other schools more often than him.
But no one cares.
Dumbledore disappeared last year.I have missed almost a whole semester, and this year I have only missed one month, which is already a short time.
In February, Harry suddenly got enlightened and remembered that he still had the identity of a warrior. He began to study the secret of the golden egg in a hurry.
Every night, Gryffindor would hear sharp screams, but in order to support him, Ron and others could only bite the bullet and listen with him, but still got nothing.
However, before the game came, there was another big happy event.
February 14th is Valentine's Day.
A Christmas dance party has brought together many couples. During this period, the castle is full of pink atmosphere, and people often confess their love.
It's a pity that there are no hotels around the school, and you can't go in and out at will, otherwise you will definitely make a lot of money.
Wayne has started to receive love letters again recently. I don't want to be his girlfriend, but I just want to have a meal with him on Valentine's Day and talk about my ideal life all night.
However, he has been under strict surveillance recently. Even the food he eats, Hermione and others have to check it to see if there is aphrodisiac in it.
They have no doubt that the group of girls can do such a crazy thing.
But the arrival of one person caught Wayne off guard.
"Sakura, are you waiting for me?"
Just after the astronomy class, Wayne and his friends went down the tower. When he was on the third floor, he was pulled into a classroom by Sakura who suddenly appeared.
"Yeah." Sakura responded, lowering her head to play with her robe.
"Wayne, Wayne, I have something I want to ask you for help." Sakura's voice was very low, which made Wayne nervous, and he lowered his voice:
"Well... Illegal things are okay, but you have to pay extra."[]
Seeing the boy's sneaky look, Sakura couldn't help laughing and was not so nervous anymore.
"Of course it's not illegal."
"Then why are you whispering so quietly?" Wayne straightened his back instantly and raised his voice: "Tell me, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse."
Sakura's face turned red: "This... Valentine's Day, can you spend it with me?"
Wayne looked at him blankly: "You want to date me?"
The girl's face was so red that blood could drip out, extending all the way to her neck, but she didn't lower her head, just looked at Wayne.
"Yes."
"I want to experience what it's like to celebrate Valentine's Day."
"After thinking about it, I only have you as a good friend of the opposite sex."
"Can you help me?" Sakura asked cautiously: "If not, just pretend I didn't come to see you today."
"Of course I can." Wayne nodded, "But it probably won't work for the whole day, you know my situation."
Hearing his promise, Sakura smiled unconsciously: "I understand, just one or two hours will be enough."
"That's not the case." Wayne thought for a while, "Well, wait for my news, IGo arrange the time."
"Yeah!"
Back in the dormitory, Wayne contacted Fleur.
He had already spent Valentine's Day with Hermione, Qiu, and Astoria, and it was actually no different from usual, so this year he mainly wanted to spend time with Sakura.
When Fleur learned that Sakura had gone to see Wayne, she was not surprised at all, but just rolled her eyes at him.
"No matter what, you must come back in the evening."
"That's for sure." Wayne assured: "Sakura just wants to experience the feeling of dating, not a real couple."
Fleur snorted: "Do you believe this? "
Wayne couldn't answer.
If she didn't really like him, Sakura wouldn't have made such a request, and he certainly didn't mean to give up.
It's okay to have too much debt. Anyway, five equal parts are not enough now, and one or two more won't be a problem.
Both sides knew it tacitly.
Furong didn't want to see Wayne taking advantage of her, so she snorted and closed the book.