After all, such a big thing had happened, and the small wizards present were almost the next generation of the entire British wizarding world, including the major pure-blood families.
As long as Ethan could stir their emotions and get them to complain to their parents, so that the wizards of these pure-blood families could work together.
Faced with this situation, it would not be difficult to bring Fudge down.
It was just that Ethan discovered after thinking about it that driving Fudge away would not benefit him much.
On the contrary, keeping this waste around would make many things easier to manipulate in the future.
But he couldn't just waste such an opportunity!
At least he had to fight for some benefits for himself.
【Ethan Yeadrian: Cassandra, talk to your dad about the Dementors breaking into Hogwarts Castle, intending to attack the little wizards.】
Ethan not only sent a message to Cassandra, but also to Draco, whose father was also surrounded by a circle of pure-blood nobles, big and small, mostly Death Eaters who had escaped a calamity, also a force not to be ignored.
And also Greengrass and several other Slytherin families, as long as Ethan had added them to his contacts, he sent them all a message.
Mainly, it was to say that although this Dementor attack did not cause any damage.
But what if there was a next time, and the professors and Ethan were not by their side?
If there is a first time, there will be a second time, and the Dementors may come over at any time. If you don't want this kind of thing to continue to happen, you need your parents to put some pressure on Fudge.
The pressure exerted by these major pure-blood families is much stronger than Dumbledore's.
This time, he had saved so many Hogwarts little wizards, he should at least give himself a First Class Order of Merlin, shouldn't he!
It could also be considered a little bit of groundwork for his future rise to Minister of Magic.
Chapter 175: Snape's Counterattack
The little wizards of Hogwarts only rested in the hall for one night, and returned to their respective dormitories the next day.
But the impact of this matter was far from over. These days, the whole school was discussing a topic: how exactly did Sirius Black enter Hogwarts Castle.
The second topic was the Dementors. That night, it had been proven that the Dementors would enter Hogwarts Castle and attack the little wizards.
Ethan contacted some of the little wizards to get them to complain to their parents, and in addition to that, many little wizards also contacted their parents spontaneously.
No one wanted their school life to be with Dementors.
The Dementors were said to be responsible for capturing Sirius Black, but now the Dementors hadn't caught anything and had also posed a threat to themselves, how could they still tolerate it.
According to reports in the Daily Prophet, the Ministry of Magic received at least twenty Howlers every day, as well as some other protests.
These had already made Fudge extremely busy, and this was still the result of Ethan not exerting much effort.
If the Daily Prophet was to launch another wave of public opinion, about the Dementors and Sirius Black, and then have Cassandra's father and Ludo respond a little, and make things a bit bigger.
Then Fudge would definitely not be able to cover it up, and coupled with the fact that he was not very likable in the first place, then Fudge would have no other choice but to step down.
Unfortunately, it was not yet that time.
Besides this, the Quidditch training of each house was also put on the agenda.
The first game of the school year was about to be held.
Similar to this time of year in previous years, the weather was quite bad during training and the first Quidditch match.
It was either cloudy or rainy, and the Quidditch team members could only train in the heavy rain.
The only good news was that there was no flu epidemic this year, and Madam Pomfrey's work was much easier, and these little wizards who practiced Quidditch every day could suffer less.
What Ethan regretted was that there hadn't been a thunderstorm in so many days of overcast and rainy weather, so the potion made of mandrake and saliva was still buried in the Forbidden Forest.
Time passed day by day. Ethan practiced magic for a while every day, did some experiments, and sometimes took Nagini and Penelope to do some sports that were beneficial to the body and mind. Life was quite pleasant.
Soon the first Quidditch match was about to begin, the time being tomorrow.
The opening match was Slytherin versus Gryffindor.
In the morning, Ethan got up from the Ravenclaw dormitory and found that the wind was howling outside, and the rain was heavier than ever.
The corridors and classrooms were particularly dim, so more torches and lanterns had to be added.
Arriving at the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, many little wizards had already arrived.
Everyone's faces were smiling, and they were talking loudly about something.
After talking about something happy, they laughed loudly.
It could be said that Defense Against the Dark Arts was now the most relaxed, pleasant, and interesting course in Hogwarts.
Mainly because Lupin was easy-going, and would not lose his temper and deduct points randomly, often had a smile on his face, and was patient enough.
In addition, Professor Lupin had showed off a wave of Patronus Charm when the Dementors attacked, and his popularity was already at the level of the four house heads.
It was just that when it was almost time for class, Professor Lupin still had not arrived, which made many little wizards feel confused.
In the past, Professor Lupin would arrive three to five minutes early, and never had the habit of arriving on time.
Along with the ringing of the bell for class.
A muffled sound came from the classroom door.
Everyone turned to look over, and the person who came was indeed not Lupin, but Snape, who had taught the Defense Against the Dark Arts course for a period of time.
For this result, the little wizards were immediately somewhat disappointed.
It wasn't that Snape taught badly. Compared to the previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, Snape's teaching was definitely quite reliable, but his personality made him unlikable.
Walking into the classroom, Snape waved the wand in his hand one by one, and the windows of the classroom were closed one after another.
Coming to the podium, Snape's hawk-like eyes scanned the classroom, and then he slowly said:
"Lupin, he said he was feeling very unwell today and could not come to class, so he could only ask me to substitute!"
After speaking, he also showed that somewhat frightening smile.
The Gryffindor students sat up straight, each one of them trembling, trying their best not to give Snape a chance to deduct points.
Hearing Snape say this, Ethan remembered that last night should have been the night of the full moon, but he hadn't paid attention to it recently because he didn't have any need for it.
But yesterday was still a rainy day, just not as heavy as today. If the moon can't be seen, will werewolves still transform?
And the reason why Lupin couldn't come was very simple: the side effects of taking the Wolfsbane Potion. Not to mention what Snape might add to it to give Lupin some negative status effects.
Even the normal Wolfsbane Potion would have a period of weakness after taking it. During this time, even walking would be difficult, let alone coming to teach the little wizards.
"Where have you gotten to in this term's material?"
"Lupin didn't leave any records!"
Hearing Snape's question, Hermione immediately replied, "We've learned about Boggarts, Ghouls, Red Caps, Kappas, Grindylows, and we're preparing to learn—"
"Silence!"
"I wasn't asking a question, I was just criticizing Lupin's lack of method in his teaching!"
"Five points from Gryffindor!"
Hermione glared at Snape with some unwillingness. If a Slytherin had answered, they definitely would have gained points.
"He's the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher we've ever had!"
Andy Thomas mustered his courage and retorted loudly, a move that was met with agreement from many of the young wizards.
Seeing this scene, Snape's face became even more unsightly.
"Talking back to a professor, ten points from Gryffindor!"
He had never encountered a student who dared to loudly support him in all his years of teaching. That Lupin actually had this ability.
He just didn't know if he would still have so many supporters after his werewolf identity was exposed.
"Last time, I suggested to Lupin that he explain werewolves. He probably hasn't taught you that yet, has he!"
"Red Caps and Grindylows are something that even first-years can deal with. Today, we will be discussing—werewolves!"
According to Lupin's teaching plan, they should be learning about Hinkypunks today.
Although the little wizards were somewhat dissatisfied with Snape disrupting Lupin's teaching plan, they didn't dare to say it.
Fifteen points had already been deducted from Gryffindor before the class had even started. Who would dare to provoke Snape now!
"Since none of you have any objections, turn to page 394. Everyone, quickly!"
The little wizards rolled their eyes one by one, grumbling softly as they opened their textbooks.
They just didn't understand why Snape always liked to go against Professor Lupin. Did the two of them have a grudge?
And this school year, Snape mentioned werewolves all the time, but they hadn't noticed any werewolf characteristics in Snape!
"Can any of you tell me how to distinguish between a werewolf and a true wolf?"
The little wizards didn't move, not one of them raised their hand to speak. Even the Slytherin side was silent.
Clearly, Snape was in a mood to bite whoever he could get his hands on.
"Is there no one who can answer me?"
Snape looked at the silent crowd, and a sinister smile appeared on his face again.
"Are you saying that Lupin didn't even tell you the fundamental difference between the two—"
Before Snape could finish speaking, Gryffindor's Parvati Patil interrupted him:
"We said that we haven't learned about werewolves yet. We're currently learning—"
"Silence!"
Snape's expression changed, and he glared fiercely at Parvati.
"Don't you know to raise your hand to answer?"
"Five more points from Gryffindor!"
"You're all in your third year, and you still can't distinguish between werewolves and wolves. I must tell Dumbledore how poorly you're learning…"
But this time, no matter what Snape said, the little wizards below remained silent.
They had already learned their lesson enough.
The rest of the class was just Snape's solo performance. No one dared to interact with him.
But Snape did teach a lot of knowledge, such as how to deal with werewolf bites and scratches, how to identify werewolves, and how to save oneself when encountering a werewolf.
But no one liked his teaching method. The whole class was extremely depressing.
Everyone missed Professor Lupin's classes very much, and each of them hoped that Snape wouldn't be the one substituting for the next class.
The bell rang, and the agonizing class was finally over, but Snape didn't let the little wizards leave.
"Each of you will write me an essay on how to identify and kill werewolves. I require you to fill two rolls of parchment on this topic and submit it on Monday morning!"
"Oh, and a reminder, even though yesterday was a rainy day, it was also a full moon, and the side effects of the Wolfsbane Potion, I'm sure you all learned about in Potions class."
Once Snape left, the little wizards began to discuss animatedly, venting their anger at Snape.
However, some of the little wizards also thought about Snape's last sentence, speculating whether Professor Lupin was a werewolf.
But this was quickly denied by the other little wizards. The vast majority of people believed that this was slander from Snape.
Everyone knew that what Snape wanted most was to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
And Professor Lupin had offended Snape badly because of the Boggart incident, so Snape was particularly targeting Professor Lupin.
This theory was accepted by the vast majority of people. The few little wizards who suspected Lupin was a werewolf had no choice but to drop the matter because they didn't receive support from others.
Chapter 176: Quidditch Match in the Rain
On the day of the Quidditch match.
In the early hours of the morning, Ethan was awakened by the muffled thunder overhead.
In addition to the thunder, there was also the sound of wind hitting the castle walls and the cracking of branches in the distant Forbidden Forest.
The weather was bad enough, I could only hope that those participating in today's Quidditch match would have good luck.
However, for Ethan, it was a good thing. The Animagus potion was ready.
As long as the storm stopped, Ethan could dig up the potion and begin his Animagus transformation.
