MTL - Superman Delta’s Life Diary-Chapter 524

In order to prevent the box from malfunctioning and opening suddenly, Ultraman Delta specially created a small room in the laboratory space to place the box.

Although the probability of the box failing is only 1 in 10,000, as long as it is possible, Ultraman Delta must take precautions, because there are many props stored in the laboratory space. If Peter Pettigrew escapes and harms these props, Delta Ultraman lost a lot.

After making a small cubicle, Ultraman Delta was still not at ease. He arranged several extra backhands and made an early warning device.

After doing this, Ultraman Delta released his transformation.

Starlight breathed a sigh of relief. Voldemort's main soul fragments that can now do things have been solved, and the rest only needs to slowly solve Voldemort's Horcrux. I hope this world doesn't make any mess like some fan fiction. system settings.

Thinking like this, as soon as Xingguang took out his special ID card, he thought that he had solved Voldemort and interrupted Voldemort's plan, so he should have passed the test.

But the picture on the special ID card still flows quietly, and no other information appears.

Here's a mention, after Starlight passed Shigeru Akagi's test, the screen on the special ID card became dynamic, as if it was activated.

Xingguang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and murmured: "Isn't there really such a ghost in this world?"

Just as Xingguang was muttering, a text popped up on the special ID card. Before Xingguang could read it, the text flickered like an old-fashioned TV screen, and then disappeared.

Chapter 784 What's the deal? Is the night gone?

"Is this thing broken?"

As soon as Xingguang saw the text flickering, it disappeared, and quickly flicked the card, and patted it again at the same time.

Soon, the snowflake screen was restored, and the text reappeared.

It says, let Xingguang reach the location marked on the map on a certain day, and the map will inform Xingguang through a card when the date is approaching.

"What the heck? The mission isn't over yet." Xingguang Yi was a little helpless, he glanced at the date again, "November...I don't want to stay here for so long."

As soon as Xingguang took out his phone, he glanced at the time. Although it was very late, it was still August 31st before midnight.

The agreed date was in November, and the thought of staying here for more than two months made Xingguang feel overwhelmed.

Xingguang raised his head and glanced at the starry sky. There were no clouds in the place where he was, and he could see a very wonderful night view of the starry sky, but as soon as Xingguang was not in that mood, he wanted to go back quickly.

"Ah, so annoying."

Xingguang scratched his head and complained helplessly.

But complaining is complaining, and he has no way to go back. So far, Xingguangyi still has not mastered the power to travel through time and space on his own.

"Ah~ I really want to sleep with Dilumon in my arms."

While muttering, Xingguang turned into Ultraman Delta once again, and returned to Eagle Gran with the ability to teleport.

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Back in time a few hours ago.

Hermione Granger looked down at the "Standard Spells Level 4" that she was going to learn this semester, and tried to recite one of the flying spells above.

She had planned to finish the book over the holidays, but in the second half of the holiday she wasted too much time trying to compete in the Quidditch World Cup.

But at this time, her clever little head couldn't remember anything at all, and her mood was like the sky outside, and it began to gloom.

It wasn't because her plans were disrupted, well, it was because of that, but more worried about what happened at the Quidditch World Cup.

The Dark Mark of the Death Eaters appeared at the Quidditch World Cup, and some Death Eaters took advantage of the opportunity, shouting that the Dark Lord was back.

Although after it was over, the Daily Prophet called it a drunken mess of some Death Eater diehards.

But Hermione Granger knew it wasn't that simple, and there might be a bigger conspiracy behind it.

Now the entire magical world believes that the Dark Lord is completely dead, even those who know it are kept secret.

But as a friend of Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, who has gone through so many adventures, knows that the Dark Lord will return sooner or later, it's just a matter of time.

At this time, it rained heavily outside the Hogwarts Express, and the raindrops hit the window, which made Hermione Granger's eyes shift from the book to the outside of the train for a short time.

The sky was getting darker, and the Hogwarts Express seemed to be taking them to another, darker world.

The three boys who were sitting in the same box as her were still discussing the Quidditch World Cup with great interest. They discussed this from the moment they got in the car and didn't stop at all.

Hermione Granger did not join their discussion. Although she also enjoyed the excitement and excitement while watching the Quidditch World Cup, she repeated it over and over after the end, which made Hermione Granger Feel a little boring.

Neville Longbottom, who was also sitting in the box, did not go to the Quidditch World Cup. He could only listen to Ron and Harry's vivid description of the scene.

Neville Longbottom didn't go because his grandmother wouldn't buy a ticket.

Ron's new pet, a piglet, made a humming sound, and Ron had to stop boasting, broke off a biscuit to feed the piglet, and covered the cloth above the piggy's cage.

The rain outside the car is getting heavier and heavier. The further north you drive, the darker the sky will be, and the window will be covered with a layer of water vapor. Although it is only noon now, if you don't turn on the lights, you can't see anything in the box. It's very easy. Eating the lunch and snacks you just bought into your nose or taking the wrong thing.

"By the way, have you heard? We have a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year." Ron showed off, in fact he and Harry heard the news from George Weasley.

This topic caught Hermione's interest, and she asked, "Who is it?"

"An Auror at the Ministry of Magic, Mad-Eye Moody," Harry replied subconsciously.

Seeing that his chance to be in the limelight was robbed, Ron pursed his lips.

"Well, I don't know, but I hope it can be a little more reliable." Hermione said with a shrug.

"Hopefully he'll survive the Defence Against the Dark Arts curse," Harry added.

After dinner, the three boys started chatting about the Quidditch World Cup again.

Perhaps because the three of them were too loud, they drew Malfoy and his two sidekicks, Lacob and Goyle.

Malfoy was taunting Ron again, Harry followed Malfoy with a few words, and the two of them quarreled.

Hermione scratched her earlobe, girls always matured earlier than boys, and now Hermione felt that Malfoy was really boring.

Seeing that Ron was blushed by Malfoy, Hermione sighed and said, "Malfoy, the Dark Mark at the Quidditch World Cup has something to do with your father, after all, he's a Death Eater. ."

"Bullshit! Ex-Death Eaters!" Malfoy roared, flushing too.

"Oh, that's because I added one less prefix, but looking at your current appearance, it is estimated that your father is also very proud of it, so it's time to welcome the mysterious man back, right? Even the creed of being a man with his tail between his tail for so many years has been forgotten. ." Hermione said something bitter.

Facing Hermione's eloquence, Malfoy angrily took out his wand and shouted to Hermione, "You jerk..."

Before Malfoy finished speaking, Harry next to him also took out his wand and said to Malfoy: "Malfoy, if you want to be deducted on the first day of school, you can finish this sentence."

Hearing Harry say that, Malfoy's second half sentence was blocked in his trachea, because he knew that his dean also hated this title.

Malfoy gasped for a long time, and finally caught his breath. He tossed his robes and said to his two attendants, "Let's go!"

Before Malfoy could go far, Ron angrily closed the box door. He used so much force that the glass of the box door shattered.

"Ron, there's no need to vent your anger at the car door, and don't let Malfoy affect your mood."

Hermione took out her wand and cast a spell to restore the glass to its original shape.

Seeing that Ron was in a hurry and wanted to say something, Harry hurriedly made a round of it.

"It's almost school, let's change clothes."

Hearing Harry's words, Ron also held back what he wanted to blurt out, while Hermione left the box with her suitcase and went to find another box to change clothes.

Not long after Harry and the others finished changing, the train slowed down and finally stopped at Hogsmeade Station.

Ron still had a dark face when he got out of the car, and what was darker than his face was the sky outside the car.

Bean-sized raindrops crashed down from the sky, and the students who got out of the car quickly covered their heads with cloaks, and Hermione used the cloak to wrap her cat Sandruck.

But the cloak couldn't block the hurried and violent rain at all. In addition to the cold weather, the students only felt as if buckets of ice water were poured from their heads, and the temperature of their bodies was slowly decreasing. go away.

Harry and the others soon saw a tall figure, that figure belonged to Hagrid.

"Hey, Hagrid!" Harry yelled, even though his glasses were covered in fog and rain, he could tell Hagrid at a glance.

"Hi, Harry!" Hagrid waved at Harry. "See you at the banquet if we don't drown!"

After speaking, Hagrid continued his work, which is to lead the new students to cross the lake by boat.

Hermione's body trembled slightly because of the icy rain, but at the same time, she felt a hint of joy in her heart. At least she didn't have to go to Hogwarts by boat in this weather like a freshman.

She followed the others out of the station, and there were hundreds of carriages parked outside the platform, but there was no horse pulling them in front of the carriages.

Hermione followed Harry and the others and quickly climbed into a carriage. Before they could settle down, the door slammed shut, and with a violent jolt, the carriage set off.

After a while, Hermione and the others came to the Hogwarts Great Hall. On the way, they also met Peeves and Professor McGonagall, but these are trivial things to mention.

The school's auditorium is still so splendid, and for some unknown reason, there are many more decorations in the auditorium today, which were not available in the previous semesters.

Hermione came to sit at the long table belonging to Gryffindor House. It was very warm in the Great Hall, and her body, which was shivering from the cold, was finally feeling better.

There were several vacancies in front of the staff desks in front of all the college desks.

Hermione looked up at the staff position and saw no new faces, which meant that the new teacher named Mad-Eye Moody had not come yet.

After waiting for a while, Hermione's body finally warmed up a little, and the door of the auditorium was opened again, and a gust of cold wind blew in, causing Hermione to shiver again.

Professor McGonagall walked in with a group of first-year freshmen. These freshmen also had their faces turned blue from the cold. Of course, they might have been scared. After all, taking a boat across the lake in this weather is really not a good choice.

One of them was a little boy in Hagrid's moleskin coat, who had just fallen into the lake, but he didn't look scared, even proud.

Well, without the Sorting Hat, Hermione guessed that the boy must be Gryffindor.

The group of children stood in the center of the auditorium, excited and nervous, and couldn't help whispering.

At this time, Professor McGonagall brought a three-legged stool and placed it in front of them, and placed a worn hat on the three-legged stool.

The first-year freshmen looked at the hat for some unknown reason, and the old students also closed their mouths, and the auditorium was silent for a while.

Then I saw the hat split open and began to sing.

After the Sorting Hat finished singing, there was warm applause in the auditorium.

Hermione heard that the Sorting Hat had changed a song again this year, and next to her Harry and Ron were whispering about the same thing.

Next came the exciting sorting session. In the past two years, because of various things, Harry and Ron did not participate in the freshman's sorting activities seriously, so the two of them were looking forward to it.

Professor McGonagall took out a large piece of parchment and said, "Whoever I call will come forward and sit here and put on a hat."

Then she shouted, "Hannah Abbott."

Hearing Professor McGonagall's shouting, the students below whispered one by one.

At this time, a Hufflepuff girl with a ruddy face and golden double twist braids raised her hand and said, "Teacher, I'm in fourth grade."

This girl is Hannah Abbott.

"Sorry, Hannah. But this is what Headmaster Dumbledore asked for. He said that it will be a tradition for new students to enter the branch by calling your name in the future." Professor McGonagall said, although she did not understand why Professor Dumbledore was I would ask for such a thing, but there must be a reason for Professor Dumbledore.

Hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Hannah Abbott, whose face was already very ruddy, turned even redder.

The other students also applauded and cheered. This is the first student to receive this honor since the college was founded.

Hufflepuff's students were even more happy and applauded as best they could, because the students who won this honor were not from other colleges, but from their college, and their hands were all red.

Dumbledore, who was sitting at the staff desk, also smiled slightly, clapped his hands, and nodded slightly to Hannah Abbott.

This incident made the students noisy for a while, and Professor McGonagall maintained discipline two or three times before letting the students quiet down, and the sorting ceremony could go on.

Finally, with Kevin Whitby being sorted to Hufflepuff College, the sorting ceremony ended, and Professor McGonagall took away the sorting hat and three-legged chair.

Professor Dumbledore stood up, still with a smile on his face, his smiling eyes hidden behind the half-moon lenses, he applauded again, made a welcome gesture to all the students, and said, "I only have I want to tell you a word, let’s eat!”

Just after he finished speaking, all kinds of food appeared on the golden plate on the table in an instant, and the hungry Ron and Harry took a lot of food directly.

When the students were eating, Professor Dumbledore did not sit down to eat, but took this opportunity to reiterate the school's related matters and explain some new changes to the new and old students.

That is, taking this opportunity, Dumbledore introduced Mad-Eye Moody, the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this school year.

Most of the students just glanced at it, and then continued to bury their heads in cooking, but Hermione raised her head and carefully observed the former Oro's current Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.

One of Mad-Eye Moody's eyes is a magic eyeball. When Hermione observed Moody, that eye immediately turned to look at Hermione, causing Hermione to lower her head quickly.

"The next thing is that there will be no Quidditch matches this school year." Professor Dumbledore continued.

When he heard this, Harry, who was nibbling on a chicken leg, choked. He quickly drank a lemon juice and raised his head to look in the direction of Professor Dumbledore.

Before Professor Dumbledore could continue to speak, Professor Trelawney, the divination teacher who was sitting on the staff seat, suddenly rolled her eyes. She was trembling all over as if she had been obsessed with evil, and she kept saying: "The night is over, the dawn has come. The night is over, the dawn has come..."

Chapter 785 Uncle Deng and Uncle Deng

Professor Trelawney's movement made a lot of noise, not only the surrounding teachers noticed, but even most of the students in the auditorium.

The old students who knew Professor Trelawney's temperament were taken aback, let alone the freshmen who didn't know anything.

These new students were whispering below, asking the old students on the side what happened.

"It's okay, the professor is probably sick again." Fred Weasley said while chewing on an apple pie.

Professor Trelawney used to talk about divination classes in the past, but he didn't expect that this time he "fell ill" at the college's orientation banquet.