People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

(Narcissa's eyes were misty with tears, and her dislike for the way Draco dressed as a second-year student suddenly turned into pity and dissatisfaction with the world and herself.)

(In her opinion, Draco's lack of Malfoy's appearance was due to his lack of a father and her incompetence as a mother in another world.)

The blond boy's sincere call of "Dad", his slightly red eyes, the watery light in his eyes, and the eagerness expressed in his brows and body movements made Draco waver for a moment.

Could it be that this guy is really a descendant of the Malfoy family?

After all, his great-grandfather had cheated on his wife and maybe left behind a child, or his grandfather or father had also carried on the Malfoy family tradition and cheated on his wife.

My grandfather, in particular, played the most extravagantly and even died of dragon pox.

But if it's true, why is his name Draco Malfoy?

It is not strange to choose a name, and it is also very common among the twenty-eight pure-blood families.

Barty Crouch, Barty Crouch Jr., Sirius Black, Sirius Black.

Even Harry's great-grandfather, Henry Potter, is actually Harry.

However, this only happens between elders and younger generations, what about peers?

Seeing that the young man in front of him who called himself Draco Malfoy showed no signs of further attack and was still extremely concerned about what he had just said, Draco thought to himself, this guy is obviously older than me, so I shouldn't call him Little Draco Malfoy from now on.

Or, pronounced differently, Dragon Malfoy.

"Maybe you are indeed one of our Malfoy family," Draco said helplessly, "but everything has a first come first served, so I am Draco Malfoy. Do you understand?"

Crabbe and Goyle, who also came from a pure-blood family, understood what Draco meant and added, "You should be called Little Draco Malfoy." "Dragon Malfoy is also fine!"

"No," Draco protested. "I am Draco Malfoy. Daddy is -"

"If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit!" Draco, who was shorter, was more imposing, as if he had become taller. "Vincent, Gregory goes up!"

(Crabbe and Goyle were touched that the Draco in this world actually called them by their names affectionately.)

(Lucius frowned. It turned out that he died too early in this world. Being too close would make it difficult for Crabbe and Goyle to distinguish between the big and small kings. Calling his vassal family by their surnames was more formal and could better highlight the nobility of the Malfoy family.)

Vincent, who is Gregory?

Draco's first thought was, how do I call them by their names?

"Please stop," Dumbledore finally couldn't help but speak, "This child is indeed not lying, he is Draco Malfoy."

"Dumbledore!" x3

Although Draco believed that wizards were the future because he had visited the School of Law and Justice with his mother during the summer vacation, his awe of Dumbledore returned after he saw the World Tree and this space.

So he accepted Dumbledore's statement without hesitation, "What do you mean?"

"Neville!" Draco ignored the young red-haired version of Dumbledore, Bagel who had only been at Hogwarts for nearly two years, and the unknown blond boy. For a moment, there was only Neville in his eyes.

He completely forgot how he bullied Neville and looked down on him in first grade.

The shorter Draco frowned at Neville, "Are you also Neville Longbottom? Professor, when will an old man Harry appear again?"

"They come from another world," Manstein added.

"Don't think you can interrupt just because you're with Dumbledore." Although Draco is Harry's friend, he doesn't know Manstein's true identity. "German!"

However, although he was very impolite, he did not question what Manstein said.

After all, Manstein's man is Dumbledore.

He himself has actually been to another world, and everything about the Good and Evil Law School still fascinates him.

"Can you first tell me how my father died?" asked the taller Draco.

Manstein smiled evilly, "How did he die? He was sacrificed by his master, Voldemort, and when he was found, only a bald head was left. How do you think he died?"

(Bella laughed, "Good death! Good death! Lucius! In the other world, the master has already discovered your infidelity!")

(Lucius touched his hair first, then his neck, "You half-blood bastard who was raised on piss, how dare you touch my precious hair!")

(The movie version lacks the atmosphere of bickering with Lucius Malfoy, and Arthur Weasley, who is a pure enemy, is delighted, "Bald, bald!")

(His Mediterranean hair, like his poverty and family, had been mocked many times by Lucius.)

"Voldemort, you bastard!" Draco roared.

("The Voldemort you cursed has been devoured by me." Voldemort has begun to hesitate whether to change his name.)

"Okay," Bajir frowned, "Come over here first."

The two Draco then realized that Dumbledore and the others did not enter the dormitory. They were still standing in the headmaster's office. There was only an invisible door connecting the dormitory.

And Crabbe and Goyle had already walked over.

"Yes."x2

The two of them walked into the office one after another, and the dormitory behind them disappeared into the air.

knock knock!

The door was pushed open, and a woman in a green robe, wearing square-framed glasses, with a slim figure and a pretty face walked in.

"Dumbledore, you asked me to come here? Basil?"

Her eyes first locked onto her favorite Basil, and then onto two unfamiliar students who were wearing Slytherin and Gryffindor robes with Muggle clothing underneath.

"Are they two? New international students?"

"Professor McGonagall, you've come just in time." Dumbledore smiled, "You can understand it that way."

("Shaha, I think Professor McGonagall is still charming!")

(There are many viewers who have the same idea as this anonymous viewer. They can't imagine that Professor McGonagall in this world is so young and so beautiful!)

(Could it be that this world is like the Spell Card World, with no elderly people?)

(After watching the Spell Card World's own Professor McGonagall, she was already used to it. She just said nitpickingly, "Why are they square-framed glasses, not round ones?")

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 371 New Student Neville's Assistant Teacher Malfoy

("How come Professor McGonagall?")

(Hermione was quick to notice that Professor McGonagall in this world looked at Basil with a strange look in her eyes, and she immediately hugged Basil tightly.)

"No need for sorting?" Professor McGonagall asked doubtfully.

At the same time, she also felt a little dissatisfied. After all, she was the headmaster of Gryffindor House, but she didn't even attend the sorting ceremony for international students. Without her knowing, he became a student of her house and was wearing the school uniform.

She didn't care that the shirt and sweater under Neville's robes were too Muggle. She could wear anything under the robes as long as the collar was pulled up.

For example, Snape once wore only underwear, but after being hung upside down by James, revealing his hairy legs and blackened underwear, he did not lose points for inappropriate dressing.

Dumbledore sensed his old partner's dissatisfaction, "In fact, they were sorted several years ago."

"Alright," Grindelwald waved his hand, "You always like to be a riddler. Sometimes talking about it can solve 99% of the problems. Little girl, let me be frank. These two children are from Hogwarts in another world. You should be familiar with their names, Draco Malfoy and Neville Longbottom."

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore in disbelief, and saw the answer from his attitude.

"It turned out to be true."

"Could it be that what happened to Mr. Potter and the appearance of the World Tree are also related to the other world?"

(As a tourist, Madison, who was unable to speak, exclaimed: "Professor McGonagall actually guessed it right! She is worthy of being a professor at Hogwarts. The power of Harry Potter comes from Lucifer in our world, and the world tree comes from May's world.")

(Sophie sneered: "How come you have a filter, bitch? Don't be obsessed with Hogwarts and love the whole school. It's just a blind cat that meets a dead mouse.")

(“Country girl, shut up!” Madison snapped.)

(.)

"Of course not," Dumbledore replied.

After much deliberation, he still didn't say that this was all related to Bagir.

Basil wanted to act like a good student in front of Minerva, and as her brother-in-law he was willing to help her.

More importantly, through everything Neville told him, he discovered that perhaps Bagel had already begun to create the [Sun King], and the alchemical puppet he saw last time should be the [Light Messenger] who controls the force of earth and fire.

"This all comes from Harry himself, a power that Voldemort does not understand in the prophecy."

"The World Tree is my achievement."

Dumbledore chose to take the blame, "For the future of wizards!"

Grindelwald curled his lips and chose not to expose the truth.

The two Draco's were unclear.

Crabbe and Goyle were just wondering if they would have to skip the Transfiguration class in the afternoon if they delayed any longer.

Neville was just shocked. He was worthy of being the alter ego of the Fairy King Dumbledore, who could even do such a thing.

Professor McGonagall sighed, "What year are Longbottom and Mr. Malfoy in?"

"Fifth grade," Neville replied.

"I have a request. Can I be distracted during class? Or I can join the school as a teaching assistant." The tall Draco, who had been beaten by society, spoke a little more politely. "I need to watch the live broadcast. You know what live broadcast means? It's to synchronize the real-time images played somewhere in your mind."

"Although we are in a different world, we can still see the scenes of our original world, including some teachings of the great dead and teaching videos of Hogwarts in our world."

"But Mr. Malfoy," said Professor McGonagall, "what can you teach?"

"A lot." Draco said, "You may not know that a great being who can freely travel through the world once stopped by our world and selected four warriors and heroes to go to three other worlds for competition."

“We also watched the video of the game through live broadcast.”

"Although we students cannot yet access the [Path] of the Black Magic Fairy in the Magic Fairy World, I have some knowledge of the Spell Cards [Magic Rings] in the Spell Card World, the mechanics of the Star World, and the way to condense the Black and White Magic Heart. I can teach you all of them as the price of living in this world."

As Draco spoke, he demonstrated his bare-handed spell-casting. A ball of fire appeared out of thin air in his palm and then went out.

"And you, Mr. Longbottom?" asked Dumbledore.

Draco smiled, which was considered as his agreement.

Neville hesitated for a moment and then said, "I still want to be a student."

"What do you want to do, Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Draco answered decisively.

"Then I hope you get along well with Professor Lupin," said Dumbledore.

("Why!" Ron blushed, "He, the son of a Death Eater, is qualified to be a professor at Hogwarts.")

("The point is that Harry is only in his second year, how come Lupin..." Hermione frowned, "Where is Lockhart?")

Neville, who knew that Harry was in his second year, asked, "Where is Professor Lockhart? He should be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

Draco looked at his smaller self, "Huh~ You're only in the second year?"

He thought that the person who defeated him must be at least a third grader.

Dumbledore touched the bridge of his nose, "I did consider letting Gilderoy Lockhart be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year."

"Dumbledore!" exclaimed Professor McGonagall. "You didn't know he was a liar before you invited him?"

Dumbledore shrugged. "In fact, I know. I happen to know two friends whose memories were modified by him. His achievements were taken by him and written into the book."

"Then why are you--" Professor McGonagall was a little disappointed. The last time this happened was when she learned that Dumbledore knew that Voldemort possessed Quirrell.

"Because I felt," said Dumbledore calmly, "that if Lockhart were placed in a normal school environment, his fraud would be exposed. I also considered the possibility that if he refused - suggesting that he could teach Harry Potter and gain further fame for it."

"This is a school!" Professor McGonagall's nostrils flared.

"Minerva," said Dumbledore softly, "it is not that students cannot learn, even from a bad teacher. Lockhart's skillful obliviation spell and my hope that the students will use him as a negative example of what not to do and what not to do."

Just when Professor McGonagall was about to calm down, Grindelwald sneered, "Come on, Albus, speak in full. The curse on the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is real. A sacrifice is required every year."

(Slughorn, "Huh?")

(Am I a sacrifice?)

(Dumbledore explained, "The curse is not fatal, it just doesn't last a year.")

(Qirro: "Really?")

(Dumbledore: "Quirrel is an exception. He has the source of the curse on the back of his head - Voldemort. Like Lockhart, it was because of his proximity to the young Voldemort that the curse backfired and he lost his memory. Lupin and Moody are alive and well. And the curse has now disappeared.")

"It's better to sacrifice a little bad guy like Lockhart than a good boy like Lupin."

"The reason why Lupin is directly appointed now is that the curse has disappeared."