Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

In the last few days of March, life was quite peaceful. Alastor Moody's procurement work also came to an end on a violent wind erupted morning.

At that time, a dozen owl dragged a huge package and landed on the table in the auditorium. Feather messy, Professor Moody asked a few students to send these poor little fellows to Madam Pomfrey for treatment.

"Long-distance attack!" Moody said: "There are not many people who can trust me these days. I can't be too cautious about safety matters."

"That scumbag took me "All of my collections are ruined," he said gruffly, "I spent several decades collecting it! That speculum works surprisingly well. It can monitor crafty plots and machinations within a radius of one kilometer. The only problem is that it is too sensitive. That’s why I moved to a remote place, otherwise it would keep screaming..."

Professor Macchiban and Old Vera also left school on the same day. Professor Macchiban took the report provided by Felix. According to her, it is not easy for the Ministry of Magic to recognize a new profession. “They will have a lot of irrelevant issues, such as the salary of the new department.” She complained loudly, “It is always irrelevant. The place is hopelessly muddled, but I will try my best to make it happen!"

"Are you here during the Easter holiday?" She looked at Felix, and the reply was April 17th, "One day after Easter I will remember, and schedule the meeting at that time."

"What do I need to prepare?" Felix asked.

"Shut them up with undisputed facts!" Professor Macchiban shook his hand firmly.

Old Vera invited him to the ancient runes association during the summer vacation before leaving. Felix agreed, but he did not join the association. He needs to see "more positive" changes, or unless he Intend to compete for the title of President of the Ancient Runes Association.

April has just arrived.

The plants in the school quietly turned green, and the climate became more suitable. In addition to the changes in the weather, professors of different subjects have started to review. After a large number of homework arrangements were carried out, the students complained, and even formed a strange comparison atmosphere.

"I learned twelve o'clock last night." A Fifth Year student said in the common room, "Complete the damn A History of Magic paper!"

"But He will be liberated in three months, isn't it?" Ron said sadly. While comparing the two answers, he was also worried about A History of Magic's thesis, "Goblin first, then Vampire, and now it's turned into Centaur...What's wrong with the Professor Binns? Is the ghost cake in classroom 7 unpalatable?"

"these all are knowledge." Hermione said, flipping through today's newspaper.

"I know, but I don’t care at all what the head of Centaur said when he refused to accept the title of “human”, and the significance of Centaur’s contact office. My dad said that this department has never actually been used. No Centaur has actually walked in there yet!" Ron mumbled endlessly, his grievances naked eye was visible, and his voice became louder and louder, "This has become a public what a joke, if you see who is not pleasing to the eye, just Pray that he will be sent to the Centaur contact office because he will be fired soon-Harry, what is the word?"

Harry, who was writing Divination homework, looked up and stared at his homework After watching for a while, he said with an uncertain tone: "Howl?"

"It's Banshee," Hermione said quietly from the side, holding a big book, "Centaur and Banshee and Vampire has a grudge and has had conflicts in history. This is one of the reasons why they refused to share the term "human"."

Ron didn't listen at all. He imitated Harry's handwriting and ran out of style. I drew a pattern, and finally measured the length, and ended it with a little poem, "successfully accomplished." He said happily.

Hermione glanced at it and said mockingly: "Whose poem is this?"

"I wrote it myself." Ron closed the thesis decisively.

"You're quite something, break a long sentence into seven or eight paragraphs." Hermione said, and Ron smiled hehe and stuffed the paper into his school bag. "It's actually eight paragraphs... Is there any news? You’ve been watching it for a long time."

"There are more and more discussions about ancient runes," Hermione said. Waiting for the professor to publish a new book, they obviously know who is the source of the change."

"We also benefit from it, don’t we?" Ron said with a smile. He has been in a pretty good mood recently. Employees from the "world" company came over and gave them a bonus of 80 gold Galleons. According to Neville, he even smiled when he was dreaming.

Hermione ignored him, and each minding their own business looked at the newspaper, "I always feel that one person is missing. It's really weird that she didn't comment on this major event..."

"Who did you say?"

"Rita Skeeter," Hermione said.

"Isn't that just right, that pesky disappeared, maybe it was sap knocked by who." Ron guessed.

"She is writing a biography of Regulus." Harry lifts the head said, "Maybe she is avoiding the limelight."

"Oh..." Hermione said in a long tone. "This will make it clear."

"What's wrong?"

"You don't know what is written in her new book. Honestly, if she gets caught by you know who It's not surprising to catch me, but are you sure she still has the guts to do it?" She looked towards Harry and asked.

"I don't know the reason." Harry shrugged, "But Sirius said she was very serious, and she took the manuscript to him every once in a while, apart from this there were no other people in sight. …"

"How is Sirius' job, is he still used to it?" Hermione couldn't help asking, "I can't believe that he could stay in a school for so long."

"He got used to it," Harry said. "He said he worked out a way to deal with students."

"He doesn't read Confundus Charm to students, right?" Ron Asked, Harry didn't answer, and he couldn't rule out the possibility.

April 7th.

The "Future World" company simultaneously sells magic projectors and movies. During the 40% discount on new products, only 120 gold Galleons are needed in total. The price is not low, but it still attracts a lot of attention.

Especially combined with the news of the hottest hegemony competition nowadays, it made its name appear to detonate the market. In the first week, 150 sets were sold, and this is not yet calculated. On foreign orders. Although future sales will definitely decrease and stabilize, this is a good start.

What followed was a discussion of the champions. The wizards seemed to have entered Easter early. Everyday all had a large number of owls flooding into the campus. Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade also showed support posters from champions.

In this atmosphere, Rita Skeeter left a rental house opened by muggle.

She sorted out her manuscript, showing a satisfied expression. Under tremendous pressure, she played an unprecedented level. If this book is published, it will definitely detonate the market.

And...

"My colleagues, the level is not low." She wondered, and there was a press card on the table with her photo and title on it. ——The Times Trainee Reporter.

Yes, she disappeared in the magic circle during this time, not because she was hiding behind closed doors, but because she was temporarily disconnected from the magic circle.