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After reading all the text from the script, the professors present basically understood some things, such as that Ivy and Leona came from another world, another school called Hogwarts, and that school's headmaster was also named Dumbledore.

This accident happened because Dumbledore was trying to enter the Legendary realm, and so on.

What? You think they're so naive as to believe everything Leona says?

Leona's initial display of muscle wasn't for nothing. To put it another way, imagine a fleet of interstellar ships appearing in the skies above this world. Whatever they say, can the people on this planet not believe it? Or rather, do they have the choice to choose not to believe it?

Chapter 324 Dumbledore's Journey to the Future

Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape exchanged a glance. They were among Dumbledore's most trusted teachers. Although they still couldn't know everything about Dumbledore's plans, they could piece together a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

However, this time things still exceeded their expectations, especially the special terms Leona used. They could barely guess some of them from the context, but most of them were still completely incomprehensible.

Even in terms of understanding the entire text, the two of them were not as clear as Hermione, a child born into a Muggle family.

There's no way around it; after all, the biggest opponent these two have ever faced in their lives is just Voldemort, whose goal is to conquer a village-level group of several thousand wizards. With such an opponent, their vision is naturally not very broad.

"So, our principal and your principal are actually the same person?" Professor McGonagall asked after a long pause to process the question.

“We can’t jump to conclusions so easily, but if possible, I’d like to visit the principal’s office here. Only after going there can we ascertain more details,” Leona explained with her hands behind her back. She was now representing the face of the People’s Federation’s diplomacy, so she became unnaturally serious.

McGonagall wanted to refuse, but after the thought went through her mind several times, she sighed and said, "Come with me."

As the group was leaving the infirmary, McGonagall suddenly turned back. "Hermione and Ivy, you two stay in the infirmary. Madam Pomfrey, please check them over to prevent any hidden injuries."

“Okay, Professor.” Hermione was a little disappointed; she also wanted to go to the principal’s office.

Ivy tugged at Hermione's hand. Unlike Hermione, she didn't have as many thoughts. Having spent so long in the United States and read so many books, Ivy had come to a profound realization: it was enough to do your own thing well, and not to meddle in things that were beyond your control.

Leona did not react at all while McGonagall was giving orders.

McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Leona and the faction she mentioned did not intend to forcibly seize control of Hogwarts for the time being.

Leona and McGonagall exchanged a glance. After seeing the complicated look in McGonagall's eyes, Leona looked down at herself.

The clothes are all normal, right? What's wrong? Can't we wear armor here?

A bewildered Leona returned McGonagall's smile.

After McGonagall nodded in response, she continued to lead the way. Leona's reaction gave her a little sense of security, a sense of security based on the kindness of others. Although she knew that this sense of security was really ephemeral, there was nothing McGonagall could do about it.

Even if the Order faction is not good, it should be much better than the Evil faction like Voldemort.

"Iced lemonade."

McGonagall said the password, which hadn't been changed for a while, but even if it had, it wouldn't have mattered. She usually used a few different ones, like chilled lemon juice, sizzling honey candy, or a swarm of cockroaches, and she could figure them out by trying them out.

Inside the office, apart from the portraits that remain there forever, there is only furniture; even Phoenix Fox is nowhere to be found.

“After Dumbledore disappeared, Snape and I came here a few times, but we found nothing. Even these portraits wouldn’t talk to us,” McGonagall said with a wry smile, pointing to the portraits on the wall.

Lupin looked around curiously. He didn't come to the headmaster's office often; to be precise, he hadn't been there since the time he was invited to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Snape stood to the side, silent, but gripped his wand a little tighter.

"Okay, thank you for showing me the way." Leona stepped forward from the back of the group, opening her hand to reveal a badge.

A phantom image suddenly appeared above the badge; it was Merlin. Merlin waved his staff in the air several times, and the energy within Leona was transformed into magic by Merlin, spreading throughout the entire headmaster's office.

Then, timelines and causal lines slowly emerged.

"Merlin, how is it?" Leona asked.

“Dumbledore did indeed appear here, and there was another Dumbledore.” Merlin pointed his staff forward.

Time seemed to reverse in the room. Two images of Dumbledore appeared behind the desk, and then everyone saw the two Dumbledore arguing fiercely. Then there was no sound, and their lip movements were no longer visible.

"Hmm, silent films aren't popular anymore, and your resolution is way too low," Leona complained.

“Dumbledore is getting closer and closer to becoming a legend, and this is practically his home turf, so it’s already quite good to see this,” Merlin’s phantom explained.

After Merlin's voice faded, the two Dumbledore phantoms vanished, and the room returned to its original state.

"Hmm...did you figure anything out?" Leona asked, though she hadn't figured anything out herself; it just felt like watching a short film in 360p quality.

"More or less, but this is a bit troublesome." Merlin felt incredibly troubled. "They must have gone to the future."

"The future? The timeline of this world?" Leona was a little surprised.

“That’s right, this Dumbledore is really audacious.” Merlin was about to curse.

The changes in the causal and timelines of each world greatly increase the chances of advanced beings getting lost. Take Dumbledore as an example: he constructs uniqueness in his own world through the timeline and searches for "himself" in other worlds through the causal lines. In this way, his probability of getting lost is four times that of a sub-legendary who advances through power.

With each additional world added, the probability doubles, and peering into the timeline from another world doubles the probability again.

Merlin estimated that Dumbledore's debuff had stacked to at least thirty-two times, and this heavy pressure rendered all the plans he and Artoria had initially devised ineffective.

"Leona, you stay here for now. I need to take the message back. We need to expand our communication channels. I'm in such a state that I can't even calculate Dumbledore's approximate timeline," Merlin said after thinking for a moment.

"I understand." Leona nodded to indicate that she understood.

"Besides protecting the students, your most important task is to maintain the stability of this school, preferably without any personnel changes, until I return," Merlin continued to instruct.

"I know." Leona was getting a little impatient. Merlin had been rambling on for ages, but he was only getting at the same point.

Merlin clearly noticed Leona's impatience. After all, he was a legendary mage who had raised Artoria single-handedly, so he had some experience in taking care of children.

After looking around and memorizing the appearances of the other professors, Merlin vanished from the sky with a bang and returned to his own world through the makeshift passage.

Chapter 325 Cassandra: Pure bloodline is the least worthy of pride of all.

After Merlin left, things seemed to calm down all at once. Leona had a very clear understanding of herself; as long as Hogwarts didn't cause any major incidents or make any random personnel changes, she wouldn't interfere.

As for Professor McGonagall and the others, they had also heard Merlin's words. Besides, if someone were to be replaced, would there be any other positions available at Hogwarts besides the headmaster's?

At most, they could replace Lupin with the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but would anyone actually volunteer to take on that role? They'd probably be living a long life.

As a result, the students of Hogwarts quickly returned to normal after the martial law was imposed. Even Harry and Ron were not punished afterward, and naturally did not receive any rewards. Even the ten points that Snape deducted were not added back.

The next day, Lupin sat in his office, nervously watching Leona circling around him.

"Is there some kind of curse on your position?" Leona couldn't help but ask after spinning around a few times.

Lupin nodded. "My predecessor was Professor Lockhart, and before that, Professor Chino. Neither of them can continue teaching now."

Lu Ping put it very tactfully, but in reality, the fate of those two professors was far worse than simply being unable to teach.

"Okay." Leona pursed her lips. She couldn't see anything, so it seemed that she was still far behind the other legendary players in terms of skills.

On the second floor of Hogwarts, Ivy, led by Hermione, surveyed the entire school. Yesterday, she had been so busy hiding that she had no time or inclination to appreciate the charm of this ancient school.

Indeed, this place has more charm than the other Hogwarts, which was only built two years ago. To put it in more literary terms, every brick and tile here has been imprinted with stories by time.

However, Ivy would definitely not be willing to switch places; in terms of convenience and practicality, her own school is far superior to this one.

"I am Cassandra. If you have any complaints, you can come to me anytime. I'll be waiting."

As Ivy was strolling around, a voice reached her ears, and the keyword "Cassandra" made her immediately run to the stair railing and look down.

Through the gap between the stairs, Ivy caught a glimpse of Cassandra's profile. Cassandra rested her chin on her hand, arrogantly declaring something to those in front of her.

A conflict broke out!

An idea popped into Ivy's mind immediately, and she grabbed Hermione and ran quickly toward that place.

Cassandra has never had a good temper and is quite ruthless. If anyone at the school offends her, it could easily cause a conflict between the two sides.

After quickly climbing several flights of stairs, Ivy arrived at the destination. Hermione was a little out of breath; Ivy's running speed was truly impressive, completely unlike the image of a wizard she had in mind.

Malfoy and his henchmen were lying in front of Cassandra. Ivy scanned the three of them immediately and didn't see any obvious marks. Either the injuries were extremely serious, or nothing should have happened.

“Don’t think of me as stupid as you,” Cassandra said after Ivy’s gaze fell on Malfoy. “It’s just a minor punishment. A foul-mouthed fellow like him, who has nothing to offer except his so-called bloodline, is not worth my real anger.”

Ivy breathed a sigh of relief. "Why did you come here?"

“Do you think I came here because I was worried about you? Don’t flatter yourself.” Cassandra said somewhat unfoundedly, “I was only here on Merlin’s orders to serve as a marker for widening the passage. You are not qualified.”

Ivy smiled and didn't say much. Besides being arrogant and difficult to get along with, Cassandra's tsundere personality was also a very prominent trait.

"What are you doing?! What are you doing?!" Leona appeared before the group, glancing at the victim on the ground. "Cassandra, what did I tell you when you came here? Apologize!"

Cassandra was a little embarrassed, but she still slowly bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry."

"Oh dear, it's just a little conflict between children. Teacher Leona doesn't need to take it too seriously," Lupin quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

Leona was just a little slow on the uptake, but she wasn't stupid. Even Snape and McGonagall showed up at this minor conflict? It seemed like some of them had classes today, except for the Headmaster of Hawkhouse, who remained as steady as a rock and didn't show up.

Therefore, Leona still kept Cassandra in check, making her perform all the proper etiquette. How could she directly attack someone she didn't like? Even if she did attack, she couldn't just knock them down; she had to save face.

"Alright, alright, stop watching, get ready for class," Lupin Leona said loudly after scolding Cassandra.

To ease the somewhat tense atmosphere, Lupin waved to Ivy and Cassandra, signaling them to come to class with Hermione and her group, while Leona prepared to sit in on the class.

Lupin had been preparing for this Defense Against the Dark Arts class for a long time. His primary goal at Hogwarts was naturally to protect his friend James's child, Harry Potter. But since he had promised Dumbledore that he would be a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, he was also eager to do his job well.

In order to ensure that these children could actually learn something, and also to reverse the bad impression left by the previous two Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers, Lupin specially asked someone to bring over some magical creatures for this first lesson.

After all the students had entered the classroom, Lupin kept glancing at Cassandra, Ivy, and Leona, wondering what these three were most afraid of.

After briefly organizing his thoughts, Lu Ping stood on the podium. As a former class monitor, he had some experience in teaching.

"Good afternoon. Today is a practical lesson, but before we begin, I'd like to introduce some new friends: Cassandra from Slytherin, Ivy from Ravenclaw, and our homeroom teacher, Leona. Please welcome them." Lupin didn't even bother with Cassandra and the others introducing themselves, to avoid causing any more trouble.

As soon as Lupin finished speaking, the entire classroom erupted in applause and cheers.

The other students didn't know, but they did know that Cassandra had just taught Malfoy a lesson, and that was enough for everyone to cheer for her. As for Cassandra's Slytherin identity, that could be forgotten for the time being.

Moreover, all three new friends are beautiful women, which adds a lot to their appeal.

"Alright, alright, everyone quiet down. Now follow me, we're going to move to a more spacious classroom for our lesson." Lu Ping gestured downwards, leading everyone to the large classroom where he had prepared a special treasure for all the students.

Chapter 326 Demolition!

The classroom Lupin chose this time had a huge cabinet. After he entered, the cabinet suddenly started making banging noises and shaking, as if something was trying to crawl out.

“Everyone, the important part of today’s practical lesson is what’s in here: a Boggart,” Lupin said, pointing to the cabinet. “Now, can anyone describe the characteristics of a Boggart to me?”

Hermione raised her hand in a flash; she had developed a muscle reflex for answering questions.

“Miss Hermione, you speak.”

Hermione straightened her clothes, revealing her academic confidence. "Boggarts are magical creatures that love darkness and enclosed spaces. When facing enemies or targets, Boggarts become the target's greatest fear."