Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 165 Who else will love you? Dumbledore? (12000 words)
Just at this moment, the gargoyle jumped aside.

Just as Aberforth was stunned, a middle-aged man with hair as greasy as kelp walked out of the principal's office.

The two looked at each other with a look of disgust towards each other.

Snape knew Aberforth; he had been present when the prophecy was eavesdropped on more than a decade ago.

At that time, Aberforth hated this little Death Eater very much, so he kicked him out.

Of course, Aberforth also knew this greasy-haired kelp.

To be honest, Aberforth had a very bad impression of this informer.

I really don't know if this bastard Albus's brain has been pickled in syrup, so he recruited such a person to be a teacher in the school.

He had heard more than one classmate complain that this teacher was extremely biased towards Slytherins and did not look like a qualified teacher at all.

But since Albus was able to recruit Gellert, it wouldn't be surprising to recruit this former Death Eater, the greasy-haired kelp...

but……

Damn, is Hogwarts the lair of dark wizards?
Thinking of this, Aberforth felt even worse.

He looked at Snape with disgust, and the two of them uttered a unified "humph".

Who knew that the gargoyle jumped back again.

"Password!" said the gargoyle in a rigid voice.

Snape noticed Aberforth's expression, and thought about his destination, which was the headmaster's office...

He naturally understood that the boss in front of him was not up to good purpose by looking for the principal.

In this case……

"Sizzle honey candy," he said.

After saying that, Snape left the place without any reluctance.

Aberforth glanced at Snape's back and entered the headmaster's office without saying anything.

In the headmaster's office, Dumbledore was sitting on a chair and eating candy leisurely.

The phoenix Fox stood on the bird stand, twisting his butt to comb his feathers.

"Albus Dumbledore!"

A roar mixed with anger resounded throughout the principal's office, and Fox lost his balance and fell off the bird stand.

Fortunately, it could fly. It flapped its wings twice and flew back to the stand. While standing on it, it glared at Aberforth with an unhappy look.

"Aberforth?"

When Dumbledore noticed that the person coming to the headmaster's office was Aberforth, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

What was he doing in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts?
No, how did he get in?
The portraits in the principal's office also woke up from their sleep, rubbing their eyes to see who was so angry.

It’s late at night, can’t we let the portrait go to sleep?
Portraits also need to sleep, okay?!
"It's me, Albus."

Aberforth walked up to Dumbledore, angrily pulled over a chair and stepped on it.

"I heard that you recruited your old...dark wizard to Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore opened his mouth.

How did Aberforth know this?
He wanted to know this question now.

Why did Aberforth know this?

"Aberforth, this matter is complicated."

Dumbledore tried to explain the whole story to Aberforth.

"What the hell are you thinking about, Albus?" Aberforth didn't give Dumbledore a chance to explain. He started to spray wildly: "I know you recruited that damn dark wizard leader into the school! It's not enough for you to recruit a former Death Eater, you even want to recruit that damn dark wizard leader. I think your brain is really marinated with syrup!"

"The ins and outs of this matter are very complicated, just as I said, Aberforth." Dumbledore sighed tiredly, turned back and said to the Phoenix Fawkes: "Go, send a letter to Miss Grindelwald and ask her to come to the headmaster's office - and bring Harry and Newt with her."

Aberforth was about to start scolding, but he keenly caught the blind spot.

"What did you say?" Aberforth asked hesitantly, "You mean... Miss Grindelwald...? Not Mr. Grindelwald? Did that damn Grindelwald change his gender? Ha! I knew you would play such tricks..."

"No, Aberforth." Dumbledore rubbed his temple with his hand. "It was Grindelwald's sister, the one who studied at Hogwarts for a few years - do you remember? When you were a child, you liked to listen to your father telling you about Mr. Harry Potter's deeds the most..."

"Oh."

Abu Fawke thought about it. He had always worshipped Harry and his friends as idols.

"But Miss Grindelwald... seems to have disappeared? Just like Harry Potter and his companions?" Aberforth asked with a frown.

"When they come, you will know the truth." Dumbledore said leisurely, reaching out to take out a piece of candy and handing it to Aberforth: "Have some candy."

Aberforth looked polite and shook his hand in disdain.

He wouldn't eat candy from his brother.

"Oh, how did you know? I am already a major shareholder of Honeydukes, Aberforth." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Who asked you!" said Aberforth unhappily.

The two brothers just sat in the principal's office, looking at each other, neither of them speaking.

Just when Aberforth was about to lose his temper, the door of the headmaster's office opened and several people walked in.

They are Vivi, Harry and Newt.

"Mr. Principal."

Vivi nodded to Dumbledore, then looked at the old man on the other side. From the two people's blue eyes, Vivi discovered some commonalities.

"Is this... your brother?" she asked uncertainly.

"You are as sharp as ever, Senior Grindelwald." Dumbledore introduced with a smile, "Yes, he is my brother, Aberforth Dumbledore."

"So that's how it is." Weiwei said suddenly, "Then why did you ask us to come to the principal's office this time? Is there something important?"

As soon as she finished her words, Principal Black's voice echoed through the wall.

"Hey, Grindelwald, you little girl didn't even say hello when you saw the respected headmaster? And you, Potter?"

"Hello, Headmaster Black." Vivi and Harry greeted together.

Principal Black then put on his nightcap contentedly and returned to bed to continue sleeping soundly.

After a few people greeted each other, they sat down in a circle around the desk in the principal's office.

Dumbledore gave everyone a glass of lemonade - the kind with less sugar.

Seeing that there was water in the cup instead of sticky syrup, Newt picked up the cup doubtfully, took a sip, and then quickly put it down with a frown.

"Too sweet, Albus," Newt commented. "I'd rather drink pot water than lemonade this sweet."

"It's a shame for you, Newt," Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Well, we didn't come here to watch you reminisce about the past." Aberforth said coldly, "Albus, you should know how unacceptable it is to recruit a dark wizard like Grindelwald as a professor!"

"He's just an assistant, Aberforth," Dumbledore said casually.

"I think you were murdered by him!" Aberforth said without thinking, "Grindelwald, you are born evil. I should have seen your true colors long ago. Otherwise, Ariana would not have been killed by you!"

When she heard 'the inherently evil Grindelwald', Vivi visibly lowered her eyelids, and a light flashed in her eyes.

But when she heard "Ariana", Vivi sighed.

In this matter, it was indeed her unruly brother who let down the Dumbledore family.

This asshole...

"What are you talking about, you goat boy!"

Gellert arrived at the principal's office at some point. As soon as he came in, he heard what Aberforth said, and he was so angry that he retorted directly.

"I think you are Welsh, boy, otherwise you wouldn't hang out with goats all the time..."

Although Gellert didn't look like that, this look, this voice, and these words immediately reminded Abufu of the bastard German who had seduced his brother's heart.

"Crucio!"

"Protego Diabolica!"

Aberforth quickly drew his wand, and a scarlet spell shot out from the tip of his wand and hit Gellert.

However, a circle of blue flames ignited around Gellert, devouring the scarlet spell.

Harry looked at Vivi unexpectedly, meaning to ask why Gellert knew her signature spell.

"My treasure trove also includes my experience notes." Vivi whispered in Harry's ear.

Gellert was really mean. Aberforth really liked goats, but he only fed them - and Gellert said he was Welsh, which directly elevated his hobby of goats to another... uh, more of a hobby.

It’s no secret that the Welsh really do love goats.

"Stop!" Dumbledore said loudly, just like when he was trying to stop a fight.

"I think you are really blinded by love, Albus!" Aberforth shouted loudly, "You are ruined by this German! You can't listen to your own brother!"

Newt lowered his head, but his expression clearly showed a "wow" look.

How can it be fun to watch the show in person if it’s just hearsay?
"He's anxious." Gellert didn't mind the situation getting worse. "He got anxious because of what I said!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was silenced by the spell from her own sister.

"So, can we sit down and have a good talk calmly?" Weiwei asked with a smile, "Gail? Can we do it?"

Gellert nodded and sat back in his chair obediently.

"Aberforth." Dumbledore also looked at his brother.

Although he was still very angry, he suppressed his anger since Miss Grindelwald had set an example.

"I want to know what's going on." Aberforth glanced at Vivi, "Why would someone from a hundred years ago suddenly appear now - especially still looking so young? Is it some kind of summoning magic? If possible..."

He didn't say the rest of the sentence, but everyone knew he was thinking about Ariana.

"No, it's just a time magic." Weiwei said softly, "It's a magic that can freeze me in time and let me find Harry a hundred years later."

"So that's how it is." Aberforth nodded a little disappointedly, then raised his head suddenly, "What did you say? Harry? Which Harry? Is it that Harry? That Harry? That Harry Potter?!"

At this point, he shouted in astonishment: "Merlin's beard, isn't he the son of Lily and James? How come..."

"Hey! Goat boy!"

Phineas' voice came from the photo frame: "I warn you, if you shout again, I will deduct points from Gryffindor!"

He was clearly still half asleep and thought he was the headmaster of Hogwarts.

Harry seemed to be used to this situation.

"If you're asking which Harry Potter, I am that Harry Potter and this Harry Potter."

"Merlin's beard..." Aberforth leaned forward, still a little bit unbelieving: "Oh my God, are you really that legendary wizard? I grew up listening to your stories..."

This situation is more or less shocking.

Imagine, an old man with a white beard and wrinkles all over his face, saying to a cute boy who is obviously 13 years old, "Hello, I grew up listening to your stories"...

"Uh, I'm not..." Harry looked at Gellert beside him with a wandering look.

But the problem was that, compared to Scarhead, Gellert felt that the goat boy in front of him suddenly looked handsome.

So, Gellert didn't plan to help Harry out, but just sat there and watched the fun, almost with a handful of nuts in his hand.

But Gellert had already thought of some words of advice for Harry, such as 'Hey, Goatboy, Scarhead is not a goat! '.

"Since you can time travel, can you..."

Aberforth's throat twitched twice, he looked at Gellert fiercely, and then looked at Harry pleadingly: "Can you save Ariana?"

Vivi, who had read Dumbledore's memories, knew Ariana, of course, but she didn't know the relationship between Aberforth and his sister, let alone their family situation, so she asked, "Mr. Dumbledore, if possible, could you tell us about your sister?"

Dumbledore looked up from his chair. It was the first time Harry saw him look a little sad.

Aberforth sighed softly, as if he was organizing his words, but seemed unwilling to say them.

After a long while, he finally spoke.

"The story begins when my sister was six years old..."

"It's actually quite infuriating to talk about it. It was at that time that she was attacked by three Muggle boys. It's funny to talk about it. They saw her using magic through the hedge in the back garden. She was still a child and couldn't control her magic. You know, little wizards at that age can't control their magic. They can only feel the magic and passively follow the driving of the magic, instead of driving the magic."

"You also know how Muggles of that era resisted wizards. They thought Ariana was a monster and a freak... They squeezed in from the hedge. My sister couldn't tell them how the magic was done. Maybe they were jealous, or maybe they had some other reason. Anyway, they just wanted to stop the little monster from using magic again."

At this point, Aberforth's eyes were red and his fists were clenched tightly. It seemed that if those Muggle children appeared in front of him, he would definitely cast some unforgivable spell at them without hesitation.

In fact, Harry also sympathized with them - even he couldn't help but stand up when he knew that Vivi was being bullied.

He subconsciously reached out and held Vivi's hand.

Vivi responded with a gentle smile, reached out and held Harry in her arms, slowly replenishing her magic.

Aberforth noticed the actions of Vivi and Harry, and when he saw the age difference between them, his eyebrows were twisted together.

But now is not the time to point this out. He continued, "This is what happened. What those bastards did ruined Ariana. She was completely ruined. She never recovered. She didn't want to use magic, but she couldn't get rid of it. The magic moved into her heart and drove her crazy... When she couldn't control it, the magic would take effect on her."

“Like Credence?” Newt asked softly. He didn’t know about Dumbledore’s family, but he knew about Credence.

Credence Barebone is the adopted son of Mary Lou Barebone. His real identity is the son of Aberforth and his real name is Aurelius Dumbledore.

When he said this, Newt was still wondering in his heart whether Mo Mo Ran also had the potential to inherit the family trait?
Credence is an Obscurus, and so is his aunt Ariana...

"Yes, just like him..." Aberforth covered his face and gasped violently.

"He is...?" Vivi looked at Newt curiously.

Newt explained: "He is an Obscurial and the son of Aberforth. The so-called Obscurial refers to when some young wizards suffer great psychological trauma due to magic. They will suppress their magical power out of self-defense instinct, but due to lack of guidance, they have not learned to harness and control their own power, thus giving rise to parasites - the dark magical power Obscurial."

"This is a powerful but extremely unstable and difficult to control dark magic. It moves very quickly and will break away from the host and attack others." Newt added, looking at Gellert again, and continued to explain: "At the beginning, your brother wanted to control Credence and then control this terrible dark magic power. He even deceived Credence..."

Vivi didn't say anything, but Gellert was slapped hard on the back of his head by an invisible hand.

"Sister!" Gellert protested indignantly.

Vivi didn't say anything, but just looked aside as if nothing had happened, and saw Fox still pecking at his feathers, as if he was pinching his own quills.

Fox gave a clear chirp, and the little bird flew to Vivi's side again, apparently trying to win the favor of his mother-in-law.

Yes, after all, Fiona is technically Vivi's daughter.

Aberforth saw Gellert get slapped and a gloating smile appeared on his face.

He continued, "Actually, Ariana...it's really not his fault that she became like that. She can be weird and dangerous sometimes, but most of the time she's cute, timid, and harmless."

"My father went to settle accounts with those bastards," Aberforth raised his head, tears seemed to flicker in his eyes, "He was very angry and taught those Muggles a lesson. As a result, he was imprisoned in Azkaban - he never said why he did that. If the Ministry of Magic knew about Ariana's condition, she would be imprisoned in St. Mungo's Hospital for life."

"They will see her as a serious threat to the International Statute of Secrecy because she is insane and her inner magic can explode when she can't control it."

Hearing this, Vivi reached out and held Harry's hand.

"This is what the Ministry of Magic is like," she said softly.

Newt lowered his head and echoed, "Yes, it has not changed until now - always so incompetent." Aberforth rubbed his face, trying to calm himself down: "We must ensure her safety and hide Ariana, so we moved, lying that she was sick, and my mother was responsible for taking care of her and trying to make her calm and happy."

"She likes me the most, not Albus." Aberforth said. When he said this, his whole body was filled with memories and nostalgia for a good life. "When Albus was at home, he always stayed in his bedroom upstairs, reading his books, counting his awards, and communicating with the 'most famous magic master at the time.'" Aberforth said with a sneer, "You know what? Albus didn't want to worry about her at all. Little Anna liked me the most... When my mother couldn't get her to eat, I could coax her to eat; when she was angry, I could calm her down; when she was quiet, she often helped me feed the sheep."

"Goat boy..." Gellert muttered in a voice that was barely audible.

It was obvious that he did not agree with Aberforth's hobbies at all.

"Later, she was fourteen years old... Alas, I was not there at the time. I was studying at Hogwarts and there was no way I could get back." Aberforth said this with tears in his eyes. "If I were there, I would have calmed her down."

"She was in a very bad condition at the time. She could no longer suppress the Obscurus. Her condition was even worse than Credence's at the time." Aberforth sighed and said, "You know - Newt should know what Credence is like when he is angry. No one can control him..."

"That's because you're incompetent, goat boy." Gellert taunted mercilessly, "I can easily subdue your Obscurus son..."

Aberforth said nothing, only gave him a Cruciatus reply.

Fortunately, Gellert knew what the consequences would be when he spoke so rudely. The blue flame in front of him swallowed up the curse completely.

"So my mother died like this, accidentally injured by little Anna." When Aberforth said this, he looked at Dumbledore indignantly: "If Albus could have stayed to help my mother take care of little Anna, my mother would not have died... But at that time, his mind was full of traveling around the world with Doggie, that is, Elphias Doggie."

"But because something happened to his mother, he had to give up his plan to travel around the world."

Gellert looked up again.

Ephias Doji?

Albus has another friend like this? A friend he wants to plan a trip around the world with?

At this moment, Dumbledore showed a guilty look on his face.

In fact, he also admitted what Aberforth said, that if he had abandoned those ideals and taken care of his family at that time, his mother would not have died.

Aberforth gave Dumbledore a mocking look and said, "I told Albus that I was willing to take care of my sister. I didn't care about going to school. I could stay at home and study by myself."

"He said I had to finish school and he would take over for my mother - which was a bit of a loss for Mr. Elite, looking after a half-crazy sister and stopping her from blowing the house up every other day, no one gave him awards for that, but he did a good job for the first few weeks... and then this guy came along."

Having said that, Aberforth smiled grimly and pointed at Gellert, who was sitting on the chair with a nonchalant expression.

"Grindelwald, in Godric's Hollow that year, Grindelwald came to my home...Finally, Albus had a conversation partner, someone as smart and talented as him."

"It is also because of him that taking care of Ariana is no longer important. In his eyes, his sister is just a burden."

"They spend all day brewing plans to establish a new wizarding order, searching for the Deathly Hallows, and doing all the things they are very interested in... For the sake of the grand plan, for the benefit of the entire wizarding world, what does it matter if a little girl is neglected? The great Albus is working for the greater good!"

"I'm sorry, Aberforth." Dumbledore sighed, "It's my fault, I admit it."

Aberforth's words were like cutting out his heart and hanging it bloody on the wall.

However, Aberforth did not accept Dumbledore's apology. He continued to talk to himself: "A few weeks later, I had enough, really had enough. I was about to return to Hogwarts, so I told them, told them both, told them face to face, just like I am now," Aberforth looked at Dumbledore and Gellert angrily, "I told Albus that if he wanted to take care of Ariana, he'd better give up his bullshit plan as soon as possible."

"I think he is hypocritical and selfish." Aberforth glared at Dumbledore. "You know what? On the one hand, he promised me that he would take good care of Ariana and let me study with peace of mind; but at the same time, he planned to leave and abandon little Anna who had begun to rely on him. He thought that the two of us were a burden to him, just like his best friend Grindelwald thought that the two of us were just mediocre people."

"I never thought so, Aberforth." Dumbledore sighed.

"Really? You really don't?" Aberforth asked coldly, "Since you don't think so, why are you like Grindelwald, foolishly pursuing the Deathly Hallows, obsessed with becoming the master of Death, and then becoming the owner of supreme power?"

"I just want to create a world where wizards can live openly in front of people." Dumbledore sighed softly, "A world where other wizards' children will not repeat the mistakes of little Anna."

"So you don't understand." Gellert also spoke: "Listen, goat boy, you and your sister have tied Al down. An outstanding talent like him should not be trapped in Godric's Hollow, but should fight for the wizarding world!"

"Bullshit!" Aberforth drew out his wand again. "If you have any dignity, you wouldn't show up in Hogwarts, you bastard - who are you going to deceive this time? Those ignorant students? Come on, I will never let you succeed!"

"It was at this time that Aberforth and Gellert began to argue."

Dumbledore said, "Just like now, the more they argued, the angrier they got. Gellert's words deeply stimulated Aberforth's heart, so Gellert used the Cruciatus Curse first. I couldn't watch my brother and my best friend fight, so I joined the duel - the result was that Ariana died."

"You killed her." Aberforth glared at Dumbledore. "If that bastard Grindelwald hadn't come to Godric's Hollow, this wouldn't have happened. But the responsibility can't be entirely put on him, right? And you, Albus, don't you think you're responsible for Ariana's death?"

"You should admit it, Albus, there's nothing shameful about it - in your eyes, the greater good is more important than your sister, right? Your little sister is just dispensable, but the greater good, for the benefit of the majority, everyone is expendable, right? Including your sister?"

"After that, Grindelwald ran away, because he also had a serious criminal record in the Austro-Hungarian Empire... As for you, Albus, you felt relieved after that, right? There is no longer a burden to entangle you, and you can be the greatest wizard without any worries... Look, the President of the International Confederation of Wizards, the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, the Headmaster of Hogwarts, the Order of Merlin, First Class, but..."

"Who else would love you? Albus?"

At the end, Aberforth collapsed in a chair with sobs, muttering in a hoarse voice: "Poor little Anna, she is gone just like that, gone forever..."

There was a silence in the principal's office.

"Aberforth."

Dumbledore sighed.

"From that moment on, my heart was in agony all the time." He sighed softly, "I regretted every minute and every second why I didn't notice little Anna's abnormality earlier."

"Is regret useful?" Aberforth asked angrily, "Can regret bring little Anna back to life? You are still like this, Albus. You only care about yourself. Now that I know Grindelwald is in Hogwarts, I will never allow a dark wizard to wreak havoc on Hogwarts! Albus, if you insist on letting him stay in Hogwarts, I will explain the situation to the Ministry of Magic - or go to the Wizengamot!"

"Hey, actually I don't want to be in Hogwarts either." Gellert said lazily, "If it weren't for my sister's request to Al, I might still be watching the snow in Nurmengard - of course there's nothing wrong with watching the snow, but being an assistant teacher gives me more freedom."

"Your sister's request?" Aberforth snorted coldly and looked at Vivi. "Is that so, Miss Grindelwald? To be honest, I really don't want to believe in Grindelwald, even if you are a friend of Harry Potter."

"He stole from my vault, Aberforth." Vivi was not angry at this. "He stole the 2,763,215 gold Galleons I saved over the years, as well as a lot of alchemical materials, and some clothes I bought for Harry... such as the star-and-moon nightgown."

Hearing this, Dumbledore's eye twitched noticeably, but he concealed it well, and looked at the teacup in his hand as if nothing had happened.

This cup...

What a cup.

"Damn beast!" Aberforth slammed the table and angrily scolded Gellert based on Vivi's words: "What on earth have you done? How dare you steal your sister's hard work? You deserve to die!"

After saying that, he seemed to remember something.

"Yes, I was wondering why Albus always liked to wear that nightgown with stars and moons." Aberforth said as if he had solved a case, "It turns out that nightgown was given to him by Grindelwald - Oh, yes, I remember that Grindelwald seemed to have given Albus a lot of things at that time. In addition to the nightgown, he also took a notebook to share with Albus, which seemed to record a lot of powerful magic."

Vivi's eyes narrowed.

Powerful magic?

"How to use fire magic, right?" she asked. "One of them is to summon several kinds of magic fire to form a protective shield around the body. It can also be combined with Legilimency to determine whether the opponent is a friend or foe, right?"

"Another one is to summon a large area of ​​flames and form a passage in the middle of the flames..."

What she was talking about were all magics she had created when she was bored. One of them was a fire shield to protect the body, and the other was a fire god to clear the way.

Dumbledore's expression became even more embarrassed. He pretended to be very interested in the patterns on the table and was following them with his fingers.

"Yes, yes, that's it!" Aberforth nodded quickly and said, "At that time, the two of them seemed to be possessed. They practiced in Godric's Hollow and even attracted the attention of the Aurors. But you also know your brother's eloquence. He seemed to have used some gold Galleons to dispel the attention of those Aurors."

Vivi's smile became even gentler.

But her heart was bleeding.

He used all my money!!!
This prodigal!
If I had known you were such a loser, I would have burned you to ashes in Nurmengard.

Of course Harry knew that Vivi's expression meant that she was in a bad mood.

He quickly grabbed Weiwei's hand and whispered, "My own brother, my own brother..."

It would have been fine if she hadn't been comforted. After being comforted like this, Vivi felt even more damn angry.

Good man, so it’s because you are siblings that you are so mean to your sister, right?

"So, there is absolutely no way I will allow Grindelwald to stay in Hogwarts!" Aberforth added again.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly awkward, Newt suddenly lowered his head and raised his hand.

"But I do have a suggestion," he said.

"You say." Dumbledore said as if he had seen a savior.

"There's still so little time left in this semester, I think it's better not to change the faculty." Newt said quickly: "Maybe I can let Aberforth come to my place. Anyway, he is worried about Grindelwald, so let him monitor--"

"At the end of this semester, Gale will return to Nurmengard." Vivi said with finality.

Aberforth nodded and said, "Okay, I can accept such conditions. Besides... I heard that the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts is also a saint?"

"Uh." Dumbledore suddenly said awkwardly, "We have recently received a large number of reports from parents saying that they would never allow a dark wizard to teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, so... Ms. Vida Rosier is ready to leave."

"Apart from her status as a saint, it's actually quite good to have her teach Defense Against the Dark Arts." Newt lowered his head and said, "At least the students at Hogwarts like her very much now. I can't imagine how difficult it will be to win the favor of the students when she takes over as the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts next semester."

Everyone present, except Aberforth, thought for a moment, and then mourned for next year's professor.

"This ending is actually quite good," Aberforth snorted. "I heard that Voldemort cursed this position. If I remember correctly, since he cursed it, very few professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts have been able to leave safely. For someone like her to be merely reported is not something that is difficult to accept."

At this moment, Vida, who was far away in Nurmengard, suddenly fell down the stairs, and his bones made a crisp sound.

But obviously, people in the principal's office would not know about this.

"What about you, Newt?" Aberforth looked at Newt: "I remember that you hate going to work the most. Why did you come to Hogwarts?"

"Because of my aunt," Newt sighed, "My aunt is not in good health, so I need to stay in Hogwarts to take care of her."

This was his excuse. There were some things he didn't intend to say to Aberforth in front of Harry.

In fact, Newt had long wanted to stop working at Hogwarts. Just like what Newt's Boggart showed when Dumbledore was taking over for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, what he hated most was going to work.

Having him come to Hogwarts as a professor would be more painful than killing him.

But the problem is, his aunt is obviously more important than being tortured by work. If it can make his aunt happy, Newt would rather teach at Hogwarts in the future.

This is also why he temporarily put aside the feud between him and Gellert, because there are more important things.

If it weren't for this incident, he might have gone to the United States to investigate the magical creature incident long ago.

It's just like what Tina said, why go to the United States to see magical animals? They are not welcome at all, and are even listed as one of the people not allowed to enter the country. There is no need to rush to go.

No matter how much you love magical creatures, you shouldn't be so desperate, right?
"Your aunt?" Aberforth asked curiously, "Why haven't I heard that you have an aunt?"

"I'll introduce them to you in a few days." That was all Newt could say.

"I will come to Hogwarts tomorrow." Aberforth looked at the leisurely Gellert while saying this. "I will keep a close eye on him to prevent him from causing trouble all day and encouraging his classmates to do things they shouldn't do!"

Gellert casually put one hand behind his head and waved the other hand at Aberforth, like Jerry's older cousin.

"Relax, little goat boy," Gellert said leisurely, "I have no interest in inciting these Hogwarts students - they have been completely corrupted by Hogwarts. If it weren't for Vader coming here, I think their level of Defense Against the Dark Arts would be even worse."

Aberforth wanted to refute, but when he thought of the Aurors in the British wizarding world who didn't even know how to use the Shield Charm, he forced himself to hold back.

This is indeed a problem at Hogwarts.

"And what about your Hog's Head, Aberforth?" asked Dumbledore.

"I'll be back to run it tonight. Also, I can hire someone to work for me in the bar temporarily." Aberforth said gruffly, "Do you remember that kid from your Order of the Phoenix? The wolf...the kid who always goes to the Shrieking Shack? Remus Lupin?"

"Of course I remember." Professor Dumbledore nodded.

"I hired him temporarily to come to the Hog's Head. He doesn't have much work to do anyway."

At this point, Aberforth said unhappily: "I don't think you are a qualified leader, Albus. Remus has been running around for you, but you can't even provide him with the most basic security in life."

"His identity is somewhat special, Aberforth." Dumbledore sighed, "You know, it is very difficult for people like him to find a job in the wizarding world."

but……

Dumbledore suddenly thought, maybe let Remus Lupin replace Vida Rosier and become the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts next semester?
The more he thought about it, the more it seemed appropriate. Lupin's life was rather difficult, so he probably wouldn't care too much about Voldemort's curse.

"But this is not your fault, Albus." Aberforth said gruffly, "As for those potions, I think you should be responsible!"

"Okay." Dumbledore nodded and said, "Who made me a major shareholder of Honeydukes now?"

Hearing this, everyone present looked gloomy.

Wow, it’s been almost half a year, right?
How come you haven't forgotten this yet?

However, Dumbledore didn't care about everyone's strange looks at all.

"Oh, and by the way," he added, "I think we can recruit Remus to Hogwarts next year. After all, we also need a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

At this point, Dumbledore winked mysteriously at Harry.

Harry didn't know what Dumbledore meant, he just thought it was a joke to his students.

Dumbledore thought Harry would know about Lupin's existence, after all, he had seen his mother's memories.

But the problem is, when seeing the memories, both James Potter and Sirius Black called Lupin "Moony", not Remus or Lupin.

Perhaps they would call out Lupin's name on other occasions, but at least it was not in the memory that Harry saw.

"Perhaps the Hog's Head Inn should be renamed." Dumbledore said meaningfully, "Aberforth, what do you think of the name Wolf's Head Inn?"

"That's not funny, Albus." Aberforth glared at Dumbledore.

Although Lupin is a werewolf, as long as the wolfsbane potion is there, he will not cause any harm.

This is a recently invented magic potion. If taken a week before the full moon, a werewolf will remain sane even when he turns into a wolf.

But Dumbledore knew that Severus knew how to brew this potion.

However, the price of wolfsbane potion is quite high. Dumbledore did a quick calculation and found that Lupin would need at least six bottles of wolfsbane potion before coming to Hogwarts to study, which meant that he had to pay for six bottles for Lupin.

Even though Dumbledore spent the money, he didn't feel bad about it, after all, Lupin was a member of his Order of the Phoenix.

But the problem is, if Lupin enters the school, the money for the wolfsbane potion can be handed over to the board of directors for reimbursement.

It would be a good thing to save some money, and Dumbledore doesn't mind poaching from the board of directors.

That was the settlement, and Aberforth didn't say much about it.

Gellert, on the other hand, looked very happy and praised Aberforth in private many times for his contributions to him.

He really didn't want to be an assistant at Hogwarts. He felt that someone like him should live in a quiet place instead of being surrounded by a bunch of silly boys.

But he also liked Ron very much. At least Ron was a simple-minded kid and he got along well with him.

Gellert's friendship with Ron changed from being utilitarian in the beginning to being sincere in making friends with Ron.

Of course Ron didn't know Gellert's true identity, otherwise he would have been frightened to death.

Gellert Grindelwald's buddy, isn't this definitely the second-in-command of the Witch Party?
He would be thrown into prison, at least Azkaban would not be able to accommodate him.

At the same time, Gellert also became nervous.

Since I will be leaving Hogwarts next semester, the matter of separating my sister and Scarhead needs to be put on the agenda.

How should we separate the two of them?

Gellert muttered to himself that he should find a foolproof solution.

Looking for that Miss Malfoy?

But Miss Malfoy still doesn't know where she is trapped. It's too far away, and distant water cannot quench immediate thirst.

That unicorn Miss Sweeting?

It’s a bit hard to pinpoint this unicorn… I feel like she won’t amount to anything great.

Gellert began to ponder, what should he do?

After thinking about it for several days, he finally came up with a good idea.

"That's it!" he thought happily, and stood up to discuss it with Newt.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(The last 4000 words are to make up for yesterday's debt)

(End of this chapter)