Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

The two men's secret conversation lasted until noon.

Just as Narcissa was worriedly instructing the house-elf to heat up the food for the third time, the door of the living room opened again, and the two people in the room walked out side by side with unprecedented harmony and friendliness, each with a satisfied smile.

This made the hostess, who had always been worried, feel a little relieved, but she also had extremely complicated emotions.

She tried to remain polite and decent until Lynn left, when she learned the whole story from her husband.

In other words, it remains a possibility that Lucius speculates and infers and has not yet been confirmed.

Chapter 367 The storm is rising

Ever since the news of Fenrir Greyback's execution was announced through various channels, various rumors have been circulating throughout society.

The controversy surrounding werewolves, the most special group of wizards, has never subsided.

Conservatives represented by pure-blood families such as Nott, Avery, and Rawl took this opportunity to make a big fuss, exaggerating the danger and brutality of werewolves in a number of clear-cut pure-blood newspapers and periodicals, stirring up panic.

Another group of wizards, including Newt Scamander, were also not idle. Having obtained a lot of inside information from the Werewolf Registry and the Werewolf Capture Force headed by Sonya, they also exposed the brutal acts of Greyback and his gang over the years and the indifference of the Ministry of Magic in various forms.

This is not the first time that such a tense debate has occurred, nor is it just about the topic of werewolves - it is a manifestation of social trends, and ultimately a confrontation between conservative wizards and liberal wizards, the aftermath of the First Wizarding War.

Originally, such a debate would not have any results and would only be a topic of conversation for most people after dinner, or at most be discussed in conjunction with the anti-discrimination bill that is currently being debated.

But in mid-May, when the debate was almost at its most intense, the situation suddenly changed.

On May 5, the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures held a press conference in London to announce plans to amend the Anti-Discrimination Act, and an unexpected event occurred at the venue.

Just as the plan to revise the bill was made public, Lucius Malfoy, who was invited to the event, announced a decision.

The Malfoy family will reach in-depth cooperation with the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures and invest in the establishment of a special fund for the placement of werewolves and the fight against social discrimination.

Also participating in the cooperation are several other traditional pure-blood families that are closely related to the Malfoy family.

The pure-blood faction, which was most opposed to the werewolf group's integration into society, suddenly became the werewolves' sponsors and helpers. This shocking development instantly detonated the public opinion field that had gradually calmed down.

As the vanguard of the conservatives, the Rawl and Avery families, who had been fighting for many days, rushed to Malfoy Manor to find Lucius and call him to account, but they never expected to be turned away and could not even see him.

On the other hand, Newt, who received the news a few days in advance, did not look like a man in his nineties at all. He was even more active and radical than when he was young. He wrote many articles in succession, advocating for the amendment of the bill.

The balanced situation suddenly tilted, and some members of a fairly large fringe group of werewolves began to appear in front of the camera. The tragic experiences of this group, which was not considered a tribe, over the past few hundred years were used to detonate this social issue that has existed for a long time but has always been covered up.

For a time, the topic of werewolves became a hot topic and spread from Britain to the whole of Europe and even the wizarding world.

Even a school like Hogwarts cannot stay out of it.

Just after Lucius Malfoy announced his special fund and charity plan, Lupin revealed his identity as a werewolf in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and announced that he would resign after the end of the school year and go to the Ministry of Magic to work on the supervision, registration and rights protection of werewolves.

Within a day, the news spread all over the school.

Everyone knew his past, and the students quickly split into two distinct factions.

A large number of young wizards, represented by Harry and Ron, felt extremely sorry and reluctant about his impending departure, and expressed their support and love for him in various ways.

There are also people who are wary and resist, such as those little wizards who come from wizard families and grew up listening to werewolf stories. Slytherin is the largest group, but there are also quite a few people from the other three colleges.

The idea of ​​a werewolf being a professor might be okay with the students, but their parents would never want such a problem to arise, even if they knew that Lupin had already completed his treatment and was no longer in danger.

Draco was in the most awkward situation.

After receiving the letter from his father, he didn't know how to deal with it. Many people who usually surrounded him were now at odds with him because of the "betrayal" of the Malfoy family.

But what he cared about was not this, but another thing that Lucius had repeatedly reminded him of in his heart.

He is a calculating man who does not shy away from expressing his own interests, especially in front of his son.

"It's easy to put it that I have a good relationship with the professor..."

In the common room, he was muttering to himself as he practiced the exercises assigned in the previous class with his rune plate.

He was going to use the magic circuit of runes to complete transcribing a passage of magic words that Professor Babel was teaching in class.

This is a new teaching model designed by the two professors since the new semester, which combines literature memorization and spell-casting practice.

Judging from the practical situation, the results are quite good.

Not far from him, the guards Crabbe and Goyle were playing cards in the corner, while Pansy and Daphne were taking a nap. He had some rare quiet time - although it might not be really quiet.

Theodore Nott, the guy who used to follow him around, now has a group of people around him. Every time they meet him, they always find fault with him and have a fight with him, which is very annoying.

It was because Nott, who had gone too far yesterday and was trying to cast a curse, was caught by Professor McGonagall and sentenced to two weeks of detention that Draco was able to find some time for himself.

For him, it was more important to decide the outcome with the hateful Potter than to waste time with Nott.

The "fight" between them has been going on for a month. Even Astoria, who was in poor health, couldn't keep up with the pace.

It was unknown how long it had passed, but the magic paragraph recording the story of the ancient Danish hero was finally copied. Draco felt as tired as if he had completed hundreds of simplified versions of magic.

The beads of sweat on his forehead proved his concentration - although it was just a short story, copying it with a feather pen would be effortless, but combining it with spellcasting, the difficulty would increase exponentially.

Very few people could get it completely right, including Hermione.

Just as he was feeling fulfilled and admiring the "masterpiece" he had worked so hard to complete, a shadow blocked the light.

"Hey, are you busy?"

A cheerful and teasing female voice sounded in his ears. Draco was startled and looked up suddenly to find that it was Doris.

"I'm just trying to finish the homework assigned by the professor. Senior Fry, is there anything you want to talk to me about?" he asked respectfully.

"Not bad, Malfoy, you look presentable now." Doris nodded approvingly, "Professor Eric wants to see you."

"Professor Eric?"

Draco looked troubled, as if he had thought of something.

"Why, are you surprised?" Doris asked.

"No, no..." Draco smiled awkwardly, "I'll be there now, thank you for telling me."

As he said that, he put down the metal plate and walked away, disappearing from Doris's sight in a few seconds, which surprised her a little.

"Why is this kid so depressed..." Doris frowned slightly, noticing something was wrong, but immediately smiled, "Forget it, who cares? There are always people who care about him."

She picked up the rune metal plate on the table and started playing with it with interest, as she never worried about such trivial matters.

To be specific, she also had some credit for this new function of the Rune metal plate. During the Easter holidays, she and Professor Babel worked overtime for this.

Although she hasn't graduated yet, she, who is about to become Professor Foley, has started to adapt to the work in advance while keeping it strictly confidential.

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On the way to the office, Draco had mixed feelings - he was still thinking about what his father had said.

Draco felt an inexplicable resistance to trying to please Lynn as his father had asked, and he didn't want to do that.

In the past two years, his interactions with Lynn were not very frequent, but they were pleasant and not utilitarian.

It is an equal and pure teacher-student relationship.

He gained a lot from this relationship, not only knowledge, but also many ways of looking at the things around him.

He was reluctant to break this way of communication, but this would inevitably go against his father's plan.

While he was thinking, he had already reached his destination.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

"Professor, my name is Draco Malfoy."

Chapter 368 Warning

As soon as he entered the door, Draco met Hermione who was packing up and preparing to leave.

He was not used to this kind of encounter, which was almost a head-on encounter.

"…Good afternoon, professor."

He waited until Hermione was far away before he said hello in a muffled voice.

"Good afternoon, Draco. Please sit down for a while. I'll be ready soon." Lynn was still carving on the parchment and said without raising her head, "Would you like to eat something?"

There was a plate of steaming meat pies on the table. It looked like Lin En had prepared it himself because he was too busy to have lunch.

This Russian-style fried meat pie looked very filling, and even though Draco was already full, he still felt like eating some.

"Thank you, professor. What are you busy with?" He sat on the sofa a little stiffly and asked while eating.

"It's an improved version of a magic item, involving alchemy and a lot of very complex magic - you can't get into it now." After finishing the last detail with a feather pen dipped in special paint, Lin En straightened up and said with a smile, "Maybe in the future."

"Oh... I see." The aroma of meat filled the air between Draco's lips and teeth, and his stiff brain gradually began to work again. "Is there something you want me to do?"

"I want to talk to you." Lynn nodded, "About the question you raised in the last class, and here's a simple task."

He casually raised his hand, and several heavy reference books fell neatly onto Draco's coffee table.

"bang"

The dull thud startled Draco.

"Since you are interested in the development of rune magic in ancient Britain, I will lend you these books. Just return them to me before summer vacation. I still have plenty of time."

"Kuan...Yu?"

Draco stared at the huge book with thousands of pages, his eyes filled with confusion, wondering if he had heard something wrong.

He felt that his understanding of the word affluence might be slightly different from that of the professor.

"What's the matter? Is there a problem?" Lynn asked.

"...No." Draco grinned, "I must finish reading them all before the summer vacation!"

"Well, that's good. By the way, write a study note." Lin En said with satisfaction, "I will use it to judge your learning progress and mastery. It's better to be detailed."

"?"

Draco felt his cheeks begin to twitch slightly uncontrollably, and his head was filled with question marks.

"Professor," he said with difficulty, "the exam is coming up. Isn't this a bit too much?"

"Hmm? Is it higher?" Lin En blinked. "Hermione just took away about twice as many books as you have. Although they are not about rune magic, they should be more difficult. I thought this workload would not be a problem for you."

"Gudu..."

The competitive little wizard swallowed, his expression struggling.

He wouldn't allow himself to admit defeat in front of Granger.

“I can do it!”

He gritted his teeth, picked up a piece of meat pie viciously, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

Immersed in the struggle, he had forgotten the anxiety and random thoughts on the way here. His mind was full of how to allocate time so that he could finish eating these big guys before the summer vacation.

"I believe you can do it, Draco." Lynn had a meaningful smile in her eyes, "As long as you work hard with the same spirit you used to compete with Harry."

Over this unfinished late lunch, they discussed the history and magic of ancient Britain for a while. Draco also understood the reading order of these books, and picked them up with difficulty, preparing to return to the Slytherin common room.

"Don't leave in a hurry," Lin En said slowly as he was about to leave. "Your father has written to you, right? About these recent events and his plans for you."

"Eh? How do you know?"

Draco's memory was reawakened and he looked embarrassed.

"I've dealt with him too many times, although most of them were definitely not pleasant." Lin En waved his hand, "A friendly reminder, the adult world is not as pure as that of students, don't get yourself involved too early."

Draco looked into Lynn's amber eyes and felt as if he had been seen through from the beginning, his gaze dodged.

Somehow, he always felt a little embarrassed about his little thoughts, especially in front of the person involved.

"Your father and I are almost opposites, and what I say will probably be the same. Don't take it to heart."

Seeing Draco's embarrassment, Lynn comforted him, "I think your current state is the best. Don't do anything that will embarrass you."

"...I understand. Thank you, Professor."

Draco heaved a sigh of relief, and with a little confusion, he nodded earnestly to thank Lynn, then left the office holding the book that was quite important to him.

Halfway through the walk, he was completely relaxed and suddenly realized a problem that he had overlooked.

"How did Granger take the book?"