Hogwarts: Who made her a professor?

Chapter 461 Extremely Adaptable

The long and agonizing night is finally over.

Belvina walked out of the principal's office with red eyes and a swaying gait.

Despite sitting there until dawn, she still couldn't get any more good news out of Dumbledore.

Currently, four Horcruxes are known to exist: Slytherin's locket, Hufflepuff's cup, Tom Riddle's diary, and the ring with the Resurrection Stone.

The locket, diary, and ring have all been destroyed. Hufflepuff's cup has not yet been found. The remaining Horcruxes are still in an unknown stage; their quantity, carrier, and whereabouts are unknown.

However, since the relics of Slytherin and Hufflepuff have been defiled, the relics of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are unlikely to escape unscathed either.

However, Dumbledore did not fully accept Belvina's speculation. He believed that while Voldemort might find the lost Ravenclaw tiara, the chances of him finding the Gryffindor sword were slim.

According to historical records and legends, Godric Gryffindor's sword was forged by King Legnac I of the goblins. The sword not only possessed the characteristics of goblin-made items, but was also enchanted by Gryffindor.

According to Dumbledore, this sword can counteract dark magic to some extent, but it is likely incompatible with Horcruxes, which are extremely evil forms of dark magic.

He added that only a true Gryffindor could find Godric Gryffindor's sword, just as only a true warrior could draw the Warrior's sword.

Of course, these are all Dumbledore's personal speculations, judgments based on his understanding of the Gryffindor sword.

As for the Sorting Hat, the wizard's hat that Godric Gryffindor once wore, it is quietly sitting in the headmaster's office, diligently writing the lyrics for next year's Sorting Ceremony.

To put it bluntly, given the Sorting Hat's appalling appearance, even if Voldemort were to give it to him, the seventy-year-old Denzel might not be willing to turn it into a Horcrux.

After leaving the principal's office, Belvina went straight back to her office, wanting to take a short break before class, even though it might increase her fatigue.

After that long, drawn-out conversation by candlelight that night, Belvina continued her life, which was worse than that of an animal.

Every day, he would get up early to teach his students, then rush to the Ministry of Magic in London, and return to the school in the evening to continue teaching.

Amidst this daily hustle and bustle, October arrived in the blink of an eye, and the weather at Hogwarts grew increasingly worse.

However, the cold weather did not dampen Belvina's spirits; the more than one month of hardship actually helped her gradually adapt to the busy and fulfilling pace of life.

Belvina not only adapted to the non-stop work rhythm, but she also found time to practice knitting. As her skills improved, she was no longer satisfied with knitting hats and socks and began to try knitting sweaters with ribbon patterns.

Whenever she saw Belvina pick up a knitting needle, Bassheda would praise her endlessly, showering her with compliments.

The obnoxious Paul Bernard believed that Belvina might have a special constitution and some unspeakable tendency, which was why she could miraculously adapt to her current lifestyle.

Faced with Professor Bernard's incoherent speech, Belvina naturally had to retaliate. She brought up the old issue again, hoping to open an alchemy workshop with Bernard, mainly selling alchemical dolls, and venturing into the medical and health industry.

Unsurprisingly, Belvina was rejected by Paul Bernard once again, who stated that he would never co-found an alchemy workshop with Belvina in his lifetime.

Just as Belvina successfully knitted her first sweater, Hogwarts welcomed its first Hogsmeade weekend of the school year, and she could finally rest for a day.

However, Belvina had already gotten used to waking up early every day, so she woke up early as usual that day and was very energetic.

Belvina, who had failed to stay in bed, jumped out of bed, washed up, and started knitting.

Belvina plans to give the hand-knitted sweater to others as Christmas gifts.

First, Basilda, then Sirius Black and Lupin, aiming to give each of them one. If time permits, a three-piece set of gloves, a scarf, and a hat can also be included.

As for Harry, the scarred brute, he has Mrs. Weasley's sweater, so he's not in the running for now. As for Dumbledore and Bernard, given Belvina's vengeful nature, they're most likely out of the running.

Belvina, whose knitting skills were becoming increasingly proficient, only put down her knitting needles and yarn and left the office when her stomach started growling.

The Great Hall was unusually lively that morning, with students in their third year and above arriving early for breakfast and excitedly discussing what they would be doing in Hogsmeade.

Even the unfortunate NEWT students were excitedly discussing how they not only didn't have to attend Defense Against the Dark Arts class today, but could also visit Hogsmeade. How could they not be happy?

After breakfast, the students immediately lined up in front of the administrator, Filch, who had to check each student's name against the long list.

This year is different from previous years; Filch has become more careful when checking the list, sometimes even repeatedly verifying the students' identities.

Some people thought that the administrator, Filch, was deliberately making things difficult for everyone, while others thought he was making a mountain out of a molehill and creating an opportunity for himself to show off.

But as the students walked out of the school gates and onto the road leading to Hogsmeade, they realized that it wasn't the administrator, Filch, who was making a fuss; the Ministry of Magic was even more exaggerated than Filch.

Whether on the path leading to Hogsmeade or in the village, students could always see patrolling Ministry of Magic staff, and even the taller buildings had Ministry wizards standing on them.

These wizards from the Ministry of Magic were easy to spot; they all wore plain black cloaks with similar patterns embroidered on their left breasts, and tirelessly patrolled back and forth in pairs, constantly moving through the village.

Belvina, who rarely gets a break, also came to Hogsmeade, ready to have a drink at the Three Broomsticks.

Belvina and Bassheda walked along the main road of the village and soon came into the clean, bright, and warm Three Brooms.

Unlike previous years, Rosmerta was still busy at the bar, but there were far fewer adult customers, and the store was almost entirely occupied by students.

Fortunately, Sirius and Lupin arrived early and had already secured window seats, waiting for Belvina and Bassheda to enter the bar.

"Where's Paul? Why didn't he come?"

Before Belvina and Bassheda could even sit down, Sirius couldn't wait to ask.

After seeing Paul Bernard's alchemical doll at the Christmas ball, Sirius decided to befriend Paul because he was so funny.

"In order to be able to more easily reject Belvina's investment, Paul decided to seize every opportunity to study alchemy," Bassheda said. "Although I think he has almost no chance of succeeding."

"Why reject Belvina's investment!" Sirius exclaimed, disgruntled. "However," he added, "Paul could consider me too. I'm richer than Belvina; I'll invest in him!"

"What's the difference between you and Belvina?" Lupin said coldly, his face haggard. Lupin knew perfectly well why Paul Bernard had repeatedly rejected Belvina.

Although Lupin was telling the truth, it still displeased Belvina, who said, "That's business, legitimate business, a money-making business! After dominating the domestic market, we can also expand internationally through the International Magic Cooperation Department!"

Upon hearing this, Lupin shook his head. He neither approved of Belvina's legitimate business nor believed that Paul could turn lead into gold.

Although one of the main goals of alchemy is to turn lead into gold, only a handful of alchemists can actually do this, and only Nicolas Flamel has gone further and created the Philosopher's Stone.

The three brooms were bright and warm. After exchanging a few words, the four of them, including Belvina, started chatting casually.

But as they chatted, the four of them returned to their business. There was no way around it; until Voldemort was completely defeated, no one could ignore his existence.

"This is the third time someone has illegally entered the Ministry of Magic," Sirius said. "They really are," he thought for a moment, "really persistent."

This autumn, the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic was once again invaded, but like Stogwie Podmore, this person couldn't even get through the department's doors.

"They won't give up until they get what they want," Lupin said. "Even if they wanted to, they couldn't."

"I've wanted to smash that piece of junk for a while now, so I don't have to watch over it every day," Belvina said casually. "I bet Thor thinks the same way."

Although the Prophecy Orb is protected by a restriction that only Harry and Voldemort can touch, no one can withstand the forced intrusion once a month. It's almost like a period, and Saul Crock feels utterly exhausted.

The only good news for the Ministry of Magic is that Eric Munch is gradually regaining consciousness and no longer considers himself a teapot cover.

"Although Munch can speak now, he always spouts out syllables one at a time, making it difficult to understand what he's saying."

Belvina continued, "The same goes for Stodgi. Although he's broken free of the Imperius Curse, he doesn't know who attacked him. If this continues, many people's patience will run out."

"They're so annoying! They're more annoying than flies and mosquitoes!" Sirius exclaimed, taking a swig of whiskey in frustration, still feeling unsatisfied.

"I do have some news that's neither good nor bad," Lupin said slowly. "The werewolf pack I recently joined seems to be planning something."

Belvina instantly perked up; if she couldn't catch the Death Eaters, catching the werewolves would be good too!

"It would be even better if we could capture Fenrir Greyback as well. As far as I know, Greyback may be recruiting this pack of werewolves, so they want to pull off a big heist and increase their value in Greyback's eyes," Lupin said. His mission was to infiltrate the werewolf pack and gather intelligence on their movements.

Belvina stared intently at Lupin; she desperately needed this opportunity. The capture of the werewolves would be a preliminary test of the Magic Law Enforcement Division's capabilities.

"I'll try to figure out the time and place," Lupin continued, "but I'm not sure if Graybury will be involved."

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