Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

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The air was as quiet as a stagnant pool of water; the only sound that could be heard was the regular chime of the mechanical clock hanging on the wall.

I don’t know how long it took, but a tall figure pushed open the door and walked closer with the sound of “da da”.

Euphemia hurried over after finishing various matters, without even having time to change her high heels.

"Lynn, let me...Okay, I get it."

She stopped behind Lynn and saw the blank parchment and developer on the table, and immediately knew everything.

She knew Lin En's character too well, and knew exactly what kind of mood he was in right now.

Without any hesitation, she leaned over and whispered a few words in her boyfriend's ear.

After a moment, the door of the workshop closed quietly.

Just when the last ray of light was about to be swallowed up by the darkness of the corridor, a ray of fire stubbornly "squeezed" out from it.

Complex problems often have simple answers.

Many things that seemed complicated and entangled to Lin En were just normal to her.

Because she trusts her partner more than anyone else, without any concerns or worries, or in other words, she is mentally prepared to face all consequences together.

Including that "alienated self" - although she didn't believe that such a thing would happen to her and Lin En.

No matter how valuable wealth is, it is still wealth, not a death warrant.

What's more, it is in the hands of those who are best suited to control it.

Chapter 333 Professors' Meeting

"Brother Lin! Sister Fei! Come and eat the cake, it's delicious!"

"Meow~!"

In the small restaurant early in the morning, the well-rested little Rim sat in the seat between Nico and the Perenelle couple, and happily greeted Lynn and the other man who were staying at Beauxbatons.

The cat Xiao Hei was holding a piece of dried fish in his mouth, chewing it with relish. He was obviously a lot fatter than he was six months ago, and his face and belly had become round.

"Good morning, Rim, are you used to studying here?" Lin En, who was refreshed after waking up, rubbed his eyes and walked to the dining table, and asked lazily, "I have to go back to Hogwarts first, how about letting Sister Fei help you with your holiday homework?"

"No need, you guys go about your business, I'll take care of the child." Perenel, who was mixing salad in the kitchen, turned around when she heard the voice and smiled kindly and gently.

Euphemia adjusted her clothes with dignity. "It's a good opportunity for me to take a break today. I was busy all day yesterday. I need to change my mind. Do you need my help, Perenelle?"

"Just eat well, Fei. It will be ready soon." Perenelle untied her apron. "Nico said that Olim wanted to talk to you about something this morning, but the sleepy old man didn't explain clearly."

"I can't pretend I didn't hear that." Before Perenelle could finish her words, the bedroom door of the couple slowly opened and a sleepy Nico slowly walked out. "Didn't I just sleep for half an hour longer?"

Wearing warm woolen slippers, the old man walked to the table yawning, "It's great to be young... It seems you have made a decision?" He touched the little head of Rim who came over and acted coquettishly.

"After all, we are not old stubborn people like Dumbledore who only thinks about the future and the future." Looking at the smiling Euphemia, Lin En said half-jokingly, "Of course it is a good thing to be able to control your own life span."

It's like choosing what kind of jam to put on your bread and how much to put on it.

Today he chose half blueberry and half condensed milk, an indulgent sugar bomb.

The tempting sweet and sour taste attracted little Rim's attention, but her little belly was already filled with the steaming cake, leaving no room for another piece of bread.

Nico smiled but said nothing. He just turned his head to look at his wife who was walking over with a salad. His eyes were filled with his younger self - and perhaps the shadow of his old friend.

After a happy breakfast, the old couple enjoyed their holiday with the spoiled little girl. Euphemia went to talk to Madame Maxime, and Lynn went to Hogwarts with Rham's reluctance.

For today's professorial meeting, he changed into a neat grey suit that Euphemia had specially placed in the living room. The style was popular in Paris this year, and the wool material had a nice drape, which was a change of taste.

The incident of the Philosopher's Stone was like a pebble falling into a lake, causing a few ripples, but then quickly returning to calm as if nothing had happened - and this was indeed the reality. Ever since the thousand-legged monster in the Kushan ruins was killed, these elusive creatures seemed to have disappeared.

But this is not a bad thing - as long as you master the production method, time is not a problem.

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In the rarely used conference room at Hogwarts, Lynn was one of the last to arrive.

When he sat down, the conference table was almost full. Except for Professor Binns, Trelawney who was always late, and Snape who was busy with something, everyone else had arrived.

Professors' meetings are one of the few administrative tasks in the school that requires the participation of all staff. They are mainly held to discuss the annual teaching plan, but they are occasionally held in the middle of the school year to discuss major issues, such as today's topic on teaching reform.

Professor McGonagall, with a serious expression, held a thick stack of written materials and placed a stack of them in front of each professor's desk. When she walked to Lynn, she patted him on the shoulder.

"Today's outfit is very nice. Did Fox pick it out?"

"Her fashion sense is always trustworthy, and I rarely have to use my own brain."

Lynn's answer brought a barely perceptible smile to her face, which flashed away for a moment. By the time she walked over to Hagrid and Lupin, she had completely returned to normal and was serious.

Soon, Trelawney and Snape finally came in just in time to be late, and finally came Dumbledore, who seemed to be in a good mood for some reason - he had a few pieces of candy in his hand, which he seemed to be planning to eat during the meeting.

He chatted and laughed enthusiastically with every professor along the way, especially the talkative Sprout and Flitwick who sat opposite Lynn, until McGonagall deliberately cleared her throat and stopped talking. He then sat back in his seat obediently, peeled off the candy wrapper, and put the milky white candy into his mouth.

"Everyone," Mag said in a deep voice, and the conference room instantly fell silent. "Thank you very much for taking the time out of your vacation to hold this meeting. Everyone has known the main content of the meeting in advance, but before the formal meeting begins, I would like to take this opportunity to raise a few issues."

Lynn, who had a broad vision, immediately caught the bitterness and reluctance on the faces of Dumbledore and Babel - for these "several questions" that would inevitably lead to a long speech.

Lynn was used to it. Every professorial meeting was like this. Professor McGonagall, who had been piled up with official business for at least several months, would always give a long speech, analyzing everything from OWLs and N.E.W.Ts exams to student discipline, making sure nothing was left out before getting down to business. This time was no exception.

It took about an hour, until Babbling and Sprout were already drooping and Hagrid even fell asleep, before McGonagall, who had just finished talking about the discipline arrangements for the last semester, stopped talking.

After a long while, Dumbledore, who was distracted, finally noticed the silence in the meeting room.

"...Oh, thank you, Minerva." Feeling McGonagall's slightly dissatisfied gaze, the headmaster, who had already finished eating all the candy, said slowly, "We don't have many opportunities to hold meetings. I hope that all professors can pay attention to the issues just mentioned. Now let's move on to today's main topic, the study of Hogwarts' twelfth teaching reform plan - a discussion on expanding the enrollment of professors in various disciplines."

He picked up the pile of materials on the table that he had discussed with McGonagall many times and confirmed by the school board and the Ministry of Magic. "Currently, there are four students in the school who need to use the time turner. The absolute number is not large, but the risk of time paradox involved cannot be underestimated. Lynn, you are the most recent person here who has used the time turner. Could you explain it to me?"

"Of course." Lin En, who had expected this, stood up from his seat and nodded politely to the people around him. He said in a calm tone, "Speaking of time paradoxes, we have to mention the well-known Eloise Mintab incident. Twenty-five wizard bloodlines disappeared because of her paradox. This is the largest single loss in wizard history. Although the time converter will not lead to such terrible catastrophic consequences, time is the most unstable magic after all, and we still need to pay attention to it."

He looked at McGonagall with a calm expression. "The time-twister we are using now is a simplified version specially made by the Ministry of Magic at the beginning of this century. It can go back in time in hours. The theoretical maximum time of going back is five hours. It requires special application. It is for students who want to study eleven subjects or more. I used this prop from 1976 to 1979. Now my assistants Percy and Hermione have also used it or are using it to complete their heavy academic work."

"My attitude towards this magic item is divided. On the one hand, it can indeed make efficient use of limited time, allowing people to appear in different places at the same time, which is an excellent effect. But on the other hand, time is fair to everyone's life, and the fatigue of time travel will not disappear when you go back in time. In other words, your every day is stretched out, which seriously damages your physical and mental health."

"This is definitely not a pleasant thing, especially for an old man like me who needs to get enough sleep, and for young people who are growing up." Dumbledore smiled and nodded. "Thank you, Lin En, I think everyone understands it."

The old man stroked his white beard and said calmly, "The Ministry of Magic has decided to destroy the current batch of time-turners before 1996. After efforts from many parties, especially the strong support from the Department of Education and the Board of Directors, we have obtained a valuable special fund - to hire full-time professors for each subject in need, responsible for teaching in the middle and lower grades."

"The main purpose of gathering everyone today is to collect the needs of various disciplines, as well as everyone's opinions and recommendations for new professors." McGonagall stood up, with a meticulous expression, "We will conduct recruitment this summer, and will give priority to candidates who are supported and trusted by the current professors."

Chapter 334 Recommendation

"Potions doesn't need an extra professor."

Before McGonagall finished speaking, Snape took the lead in expressing his opinion expressionlessly without any hesitation.

"Potions teaching requires consistency. The foundation laid in the middle and lower grades is very important. I am not used to cooperating with others. I request to continue with the status quo."

The old bat's voice made the temperature in the room seem to drop by several degrees. Everyone, including Mag, remained silent - no one supported it, and no one opposed it.

Considering his terrible popularity, this is actually normal.

After a brief silence, Dumbledore said, "What Severus said makes sense. Horace also made a similar statement when he was teaching. What about other subjects?"

"You don't need to learn divination." Trelawney, who was sitting in the corner, stood up tremblingly. "Wizards who can open their third eye are rare. Ordinary people are not qualified for this job."

Lynn was sure he saw a flash of disdain in Mag's eyes, though it was quickly replaced by a cold calm.

The Vice-Principal is perhaps the wizard who least believes in prophecies.

With these two people taking the lead, professors from other disciplines also spoke one after another.

Considering that the current professors are generally older, McGonagall had already reminded everyone in private that it would be best to provide some young and energetic candidates.

This is not only to change the teaching style, but also to make early plans for the subsequent renewal of the teaching staff - several professors are about to retire.

Her suggestion was readily accepted by most people.

Most professors expressed the need for extra help, especially for required courses like Herbology and Charms, Transfiguration taught by Professor McGonagall herself, and History of Magic taught by Professor Binns, who was absent from the meeting.

These required courses have a greater number of class hours and teaching burden, and the scheduling pressure is also the greatest - after all, professors cannot use time converters to teach every day.

Even though they are all teaching at Hogwarts, the teaching pressure and working hours of different subjects vary greatly.

While Professor McGonagall and the others were busy, some professors, such as Sinistra and Trelawney, could stay in their rooms and do nothing.

But the fact that they are under little pressure doesn't mean that they don't want someone to share some of the burden with them. After all, the salary of professors at Hogwarts is not calculated based on class hours.

Only someone as introverted as Snape, or someone like Trelawney who is worried about losing her job, would refuse.

Soon, when Hagrid hesitantly said that he did not have any suitable candidate for the time being and asked the school to help designate one, the only three left were Lynn, Babbling and Lupin.

New compulsory course: Magic Runes and Ancient Magic.

The most difficult one: Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Compared to the subjects that everyone already knew about, these two courses were originally the focus of discussion at the meeting.

Professor Babeling and Lin En looked at each other and stood up first and said, "We plan to continue the division of labor model in the middle and lower grades, so we need to hire two new professors to be responsible for teaching theoretical courses and practical courses respectively. I wonder if the school agrees?"

“From a funding perspective, it can be supported.”

McGonagall, who had informed them earlier, readily agreed, and Dumbledore had no objection.

"That's good. Let's start with the theoretical courses that I'm in charge of. I hope to invite Andrea Campbell, who graduated in 1975 and got an O in NEWTs. She has also made great achievements in the fields of magic translation and scientific research in recent years."

Lin En also knew the candidate proposed by Babeling. He was a rare scholar of magic literature who liked to participate in scientific expeditions in person. He was obviously different from most of the older generation who only studied through rubbings.

This may be because she was born in Gryffindor.

During the unexpected Magic Rune Annual Meeting in the spring, she left early because her daughter suddenly fell ill. Fortunately, she escaped the attack of the Apostle Organization, but it was said that her daughter's condition was not optimistic, so she could not work as wholeheartedly as before.

This is also the reason why Barbling was able to make such an invitation to her, who already had a high status in the academic world - considering the workload and the advantage of being able to take care of her daughter at any time.

Of course Lin En would express his support. He also admired this senior sister who not only adhered to the traditional magic research concept, but also was able to accept the emerging ancient magic research - even though the two of them had not even spoken a few words to each other during school.

"Since no one objects, Campbell will be put on the invitation list for this summer. What about you, Lin?"

Magli wrote down the name quickly and looked up to ask.

"I have several candidates for my practical classes. The first is Ciel Avery from Beauxbatons, my colleague when I was setting up the ancient magic course there. He has a solid foundation and is relatively young, at thirty-five."

Lin En took out a few sheets of paper calmly. "Philip Koos, a researcher at the Swedish Rune Institute, was my student at Beauxbatons. He is very good and can skillfully use all eight types of rune magic of Freyaet. He also has a wealth of practical and actual combat experience. Ms. Campbell should be very familiar with him, after all, they have worked together several times."

"That's true, but the treatment in Beauxbatons and Sweden is probably much higher, right?" asked Babel.

"That's indeed a problem." Lynn nodded and turned his gaze to McGonagall and Dumbledore who were thinking. "So I have a third candidate, Doris Foley, my assistant."

"Fley?" Mag looked over. "She's graduating from school this year, right?"

There was a hint of slight doubt on her expression - since the seventeenth century, the youngest new professors at Hogwarts, such as her and Dumbledore back then, were all in their twenties, including Snape.

She even worked in the Transfiguration Department for several years before she stepped onto the podium, which had not yet been disbanded due to lack of funds.

"Fry is a rare talented student in recent years. I don't think there is anything wrong with that, Minerva." Snape, who had remained silent since the beginning, spoke.

As the head of Slytherin—and a strong contender for the most protective head of house in history—he couldn't help but speak up for his students before Lynn even opened her mouth.

Even though his relationship with Doris wasn't very good, and he was even often angry at her for being so focused on studying with Lynn, this was a rare honor that should not be missed.

"Doris's age is indeed a problem, and I have discussed this with Professor Babel privately."

Lynn glanced at Snape and said with a smile, "But as Professor Snape said, her grades and level are undoubtedly the best among the students in recent years, but they are not so balanced. I can tell you responsibly that her rune magic level is no worse than the two mentioned above. As for teaching issues, I will naturally be responsible for it."

Having said this, he paused deliberately, sorted out the materials, and then looked at Mag half-jokingly, "And didn't I receive an invitation from the school very early on?"

McGonagall was stunned, and then she burst out laughing when she recalled how she and Dumbledore had tried and failed over and over again to invite each other.

"Do you think so highly of Foley?"

"I shouldn't say she's optimistic, but suitable." Lynn took out a parchment with an analysis and handed it to Mag. "She's very good at studying the form and nature of magic. Although her personality isn't the calm and steady type, it's not a big deal."

"I see... I've made a note. I'll discuss this with Miss Foley after the N..EWTs exam."

McGonagall nodded, wrote down Doris's name, turned to look at Dumbledore, and seeing that he had no objection, she shifted her attention to Lupin, who had been a little embarrassed from the beginning.

"Remus, where's your Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

This is a very heart-wrenching question, as can be seen from Lupin's helpless expression.

Throughout the meeting, everyone expressed their opinions, but he was the only one who didn't know what to say or do, like an outsider.

Not to mention adding more staff, even he himself, after learning about the curse from Lynn and Dumbledore respectively, was ready to resign after finishing this year's classes.