Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"This is?"

"Your predecessor, Professor Ines Garcia, left you teaching notes, including course progress and comprehensive analysis of students. She said they would be useful to your successor, so she asked me to pass them on."

After Lin En finished speaking, she stood up and left. "Dumbledore has a good eye. You will probably be the most competent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor besides her in recent years. See you at Hogwarts."

Chapter 243: Wizards are worldly-wise

After meeting Lupin after a long absence and completing the task entrusted by Inès before she left, Lynn stayed in the Longbottoms' ward for most of the day.

Although he knew very well that his two old friends now had no idea what he was saying, he still chattered on and on about many past events and recent anecdotes.

He believes it works.

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The next day, the new semester begins.

Euphemia packed up early and went to Beauxbatons to prepare for the new school year orientation meeting for ancient magic subjects.

The strong academic system was built by Lynn herself in the past few years. It can save her a lot of burden. At least it is much easier than taking care of everything alone in Hogwarts.

Lin En himself was rarely lazy and stayed in bed.

It was not until about ten o'clock in the morning that he slowly got out of bed, heated up the breakfast that Euphemia had prepared for him before she left, ate it in a few bites, then reluctantly tidied up his appearance and walked towards the fireplace.

"Pong"

The green light came on, and someone appeared in the office of Hogwarts - right opposite was Professor McGonagall.

"Good morning, Lynn. It's the same work as last year. Thank you for your hard work." The serious vice-president just looked up at him and continued to work at his desk. After a while, he thought of something and added, "Albus asked you to go to his office when you are free this afternoon."

"Okay, I'm happy to help you..." Lynn said weakly, picked up the parchment file from the table and walked towards his office.

For some unknown reason, he didn't feel like going to work today, and he had a severe "Euphemia withdrawal reaction".

Although his body was still in Hogwarts, his mind was divided into two, one half flew to the train station in London, and the other half flew to the distant Pyrenees.

I felt lost on the first day that Miss Fei was not around.

"..."

Mag stared at his swaying back and sighed silently.

She had already anticipated that this guy who was still able to do some work now would probably become like Flitwick, wandering around and doing nothing in the near future.

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It is hard to predict what will happen in the future, but at least today, Professor Eric is probably still the most dedicated person in the entire Hogwarts, except for the vice-headmaster.

After reviewing the menu and giving an enthusiastic speech to the house elves in the kitchen about the new school year, he went to the Great Hall with a box of carefully prepared snacks.

One year was enough time for him to get a clear understanding of Flitwick and Madam Hooch's tastes, and he could easily make the two senior teachers who were working very happy.

The familiar starry sky dome, the neat walls, floor, tables, chairs and benches, as well as the decorations of the four major colleges, the auditorium was completely renewed under his effortless casting.

Flitwick sat happily aside, and took out the crown that Lynn had brought for him with great interest. He looked it up and down, smiling from ear to ear.

Without Snape's presence, everyone seemed happy and the hall was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

The only regret is that Hagrid is not here.

But Lynn could understand it too - as an expelled student from Hogwarts, after working as a guard in the Forbidden Forest for decades, he was finally able to become a professor, so his emotions must have been full of ups and downs.

He touched the bracelet, thought about it secretly, then said goodbye to Flitwick and the other man and walked out briskly.

On the way, he did not forget to say hello to Filch who was cleaning the corridor, which made the doorman flattered.

Ever since last Halloween, this castle employee with a rather extreme personality had respected him very much, even though he had only done something that he considered to be a small and unspeakable thing.

After walking out of the castle, he did not go directly to Hagrid's hut, but ran to the greenhouse first, where Professor Babel and his mentor Professor Sprout were chatting.

A packet of herbal seeds that had just been sent from South Asia was the most appropriate back-to-school gift, and Babel was filled with envy.

Of course, Lin En would not show favoritism to his most important colleague. He made the old lady smile with just a rubbing of an ancient magic stone tablet he brought back from Eastern Europe.

In just a few words, both the host and the guests were delighted.

He also gave the greenhouse a thorough cleaning, and then Lin En disappeared without a trace in the gratified eyes of his teacher, leaving only the old dean's implicit smug humility.

No matter what the time, Lynn always creates opportunities to add luster to her face.

After a lot of going back and forth, it was almost noon before he saw the nervous Hagrid in the hunting lodge.

"Wang! Wang Wang!"

The coward Yaya rushed to him, wagging his tail, drooling with joy, and then ran to the side with the bone-in meat that Lin En gave him, and devoured it.

It was then that Hagrid noticed that there was another person outside the door. He threw his old-fashioned dress, which he had asked someone to customize many years ago, onto the seat and said in a panic, "Lynn, you're here! Come in and sit down! Would you like something to eat?"

Before he even entered the house, Lynn smelled a strong smell of alcohol - it looked like he had drunk a lot of brandy, perhaps to relieve his tension?

"Congratulations, Hagrid, you'll do just fine and Professor Kettleburn will be very happy for you," he said with a smile to comfort his drinking buddy.

Hagrid, who was simple-minded, did not suspect anything. He reached out and took a bowl of rock cakes, smiled and said, "I'm just a little nervous. I haven't been a professor yet, and I'll be introduced to you by Dumbledore in front of everyone tonight."

"That's why you have to make a stunning debut." Lynn smiled and stood on tiptoe, patting Hagrid's heavy shoulder. "I have prepared an inauguration gift for you."

As he spoke, he moved his wrist and a huge black robe was draped heavily on his arm.

This is a dress robe that he specially found for Madame Maxime, and he made an appointment with the store to make it in July.

"!"

Hagrid stood there blankly, looking at the robe that was specially designed for his huge physique, and then looking at his own robe that was already old and outdated, not knowing what to say.

"This is really..." He scratched his head, "too expensive."

"It's not expensive at all. Try it on. I'm really looking forward to the opening party tonight, Professor Hagrid!" Lynn smiled as he sat on an armchair, picked up a piece of rock cake, and soaked it in the hot soup specially prepared by Hagrid. "Remember to drink a couple more glasses with me tonight - but don't drink now, lest you get too drunk to stand up. I brought back a lot of good wine from Beauxbatons."

His teasing made Hagrid laugh embarrassedly, and in his panic, the empty bottles piled on the table almost fell to the ground.

After a long struggle, he, who was used to being unkempt, finally managed to put on the suit. He stood in front of the floor-length mirror, grinning from ear to ear - he hadn't dressed up properly in many years.

Not only because he doesn't care about his appearance, but also because of his huge body, it is difficult for him to buy suitable clothes.

After all, the salary of a Forbidden Forest guard is not that high, and the specially tailored robes and coats are very expensive.

Lynn's gift came at the right time, allowing him to truly "appear" after clearing his name.

Overjoyed, he decided to show off his real skills and cook a sumptuous meal to treat Lin En - of course, the result was naturally that Lin En declined the offer. After tasting the taste of rock cake again, Lin En ran perhaps faster than a Firebolt.

Chapter 244 Dumbledore's New Plan

How happy I was among my colleagues in the morning, but how disappointed I was when I walked into the principal's office in the afternoon.

With an inexplicably heavy heart, Lin En knocked on the head of the dozing stone beast.

Because the school had just started, even without any command, the sleepy guy decisively made way and let Lin En in.

With a loud and energetic "Come in", he turned the doorknob and saw the refreshed old man with a white beard.

"Long time no see, Lynn. It looks like you had a fulfilling vacation." Dumbledore said happily, with a hint of intriguing meaning beneath his smile. "I saw a lot of reports about you in the Daily Prophet, especially about that monster."

"It's just something I can do." Lin En pretended not to understand and sat in front of him. "You should be living well in Castrobusa, right? You've gained weight visibly."

He knew how Fudge would complain, and he knew Flitwick would not hide the matter of the crown repair and Rowena, but he was not going to respond.

"Their hospitality was indeed very warm, and without Minerva by my side, I ate a little too much candy." Dumbledore did not argue with him, but changed the subject with a smile, "But after all, we did gain something. If we have the chance, we can discuss it together. If we encounter similar monsters again, we should be able to come up with a more appropriate solution."

"Of course, if we meet again," Lynn agreed. "What do you want to talk to me about?" He looked around. The Sorting Hat was still muttering to itself in the cupboard, rehearsing its lines for tonight. It was its most important appearance of the year. Portraits of the headmasters were hung everywhere. Some were napping, some were visiting and chatting, and some - such as the most unpopular Phineas Black - were staring at him.

"Do you remember what I said to you before we parted last time? If you are free, I hope you can find a suitable time to accompany me to Ilvermorny to visit old friends." Dumbledore pushed his glasses, his blue eyes revealing deep meaning. "For next year's Triwizard Tournament, I have a new plan. Since we have invited Castrobusher, there is no reason not to make it more lively."

"Then what should I do? Professor McGonagall should be the most suitable person for this kind of thing." Lynn looked confused.

"They will probably be pleased to have the wizard who captured the symbol of Ilvermorny with me?" Dumbledore said with a smile. "That Horned Serpent is a superstar now, isn't he?"

"You are well-informed." Lin En looked a little indignant. "You are asking me to do you a favor. What kind of appearance fee do you want to prepare for me? I haven't received the payment from the Magic Congress yet."

"Um...Lin, I heard that you recently wanted to start a company with Arthur that sells Muggle items as magic?" Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and crossed his fingers on the table. "Also, Cornelius passed a bill designed to facilitate your company?"

really.

Lin En thought to himself, but remained calm on the surface.

"I'm afraid that's a bit of hearsay, Headmaster. The amendment was submitted by the Department of Magical Law Enforcement," he said quietly, "However, perhaps I could accompany you to visit some old friends and mention the plans to expand the Triwizard Tournament."

"That would be great. When Arthur sets up this company, can you allow me to be there to congratulate you?" Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction and said in return, "I think there will be many people willing to support your genius idea."

The two looked at each other silently, each thinking about the other's secrets and bottom line, and finally smiled at the same time.

"Pleasant to work with."

they said in unison.

The withered hand and the strong hand gently clasped together on the desk.

"I think this is all you want to talk to me about. If there is nothing else, please allow me to leave." Lin En let go of his hand and said goodbye politely, but was stopped again.

"Perhaps there is no need to be so anxious, Lynn." Dumbledore said slowly, "Our old senior may want to consult you on something, right, Phineas?"

"That's right, Dumbledore." Phineas Black stared at Lynn with his sharp eyes, as he had done since he first walked into the room. "How is my not-so-great-grandson now?"

"You mean Sirius Black? How would I know?" Lynn said calmly, "But I'm happy to tell you that I have joined the temporary committee formed by the Ministry of Magic to hunt him down - if he is really guilty, I will send him to see you."

"you--"

Phineas was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, causing a burst of laughter from the portraits around him - he was so unpopular that all the headmasters of the past enjoyed laughing at him, and even a few old headmasters from Hufflepuff house gave Lynn an encouraging smile.

This inevitably reminded Phineas of the painful experience he had more than ten years ago when he was almost burned to ashes by an enraged Lynn.

In response to his gnashing of teeth, Lynn simply smiled calmly and then politely bowed to Dumbledore.

"I'm afraid Professor McGonagall still has a lot of preparations to do. I'll be leaving first, Headmaster. See you at the dinner. By the way, I met Lupin yesterday. Maybe you should give him a higher salary."

He didn't intend to say another word to Phineas, but walked away.

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Just as Lin En left Dumbledore's office, on the other side, the Hogwarts train was passing through rolling hills.

At about three or four o'clock, fine rain fell from the sky, blurring the view until the outside of the window turned completely gray - mist filled the air, it was a hearty downpour.

In the middle of the journey, the train suddenly began to slow down until it came to a complete stop.

The lights in the car went out, leaving only the chatter of the little wizards (mixed with the screams of a few timid ones) and the sound of rain pouring down outside the window.

Harry and the other two, who were sitting in the compartment at the rear of the train with the sleeping Lupin, saw Neville, Luna and Ginny coming to look for them. The compartment, which was not spacious to begin with, became even more crowded.

Even on rainy days, it would be hot when there were so many people around - and it was a humid and stuffy heat that woke Lupin up.

But soon, a bone-chilling chill dissipated the heat.

A dark, cloaked figure floated over from a distance.

It just took a deep breath, and the coldness from the depths of the soul corroded everyone's heart, especially Harry, whose soul was flawed. He was particularly lacking in the ability to resist this type of pressure.

He felt that the sounds around him were moving away from him, and the screams seemed to come from a very far away place.

He vaguely saw a cluster of white mist, which seemed to be coming from the tip of the wand in the hand of the new professor.

Then, soft white lights lit up around him, the source being the chests of Hermione, Neville and Luna.

The monster in the black cloak seemed to have encountered some natural enemy and retreated in fear.

The world before Harry's eyes seemed to have color again, but the heavy pressure that seemed like a mountain pressing down on his head did not decrease.

Before he lost consciousness, he vaguely heard a restrained but angry shout.

He rolled his eyes and the world in front of him was pitch black.

"Harry? Harry!" Ginny shook his shoulders hard, panic written all over her face.

Outside the car, a tall figure walked through the crowd and pointed his wand at the panicked black shadow.

"Who allowed you to get on the Hogwarts train? Get out of here immediately! Expecto Patronus!"

A graceful white swan emerged from the tip of the ash wand and flew forward.

The silver glow illuminated the young wizard's face and the prefect badge on his chest.