Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

George also smiled: "Do you have anything more interesting for us? Like dolls or something?"

Even from a distance, the little plans of the two brothers kept clattering in his ears.

"Good afternoon, Fred and George." He said with a smile, "You look so happy, you must have done well in the exam? Molly has always been concerned about your results. How many certificates did you get this time?"

The smiles on the two young men's faces disappeared instantly.

"Look at what you said. We just finished the exam. How do we know how many certificates we can get?" Fred looked away, talking about something else, and whistled, "But I guarantee that I can pass the magic runes and ancient magic!"

"Pass? You don't mean an A, do you?" Lin En looked at the brothers steadily. "I want to remind you that the minimum level requirement for my advanced class is also an E. I hope you don't forget that."

"Ah... Don't bring up such a big issue, Uncle Eric." George hurried over and lowered his voice to say, "You watched us grow up. How could you just stand by and watch us die?"

"That's exactly what happened." Lin En nodded seriously, "Then when Molly beats you up, I'll go there to witness it?"

"Alas!--"

"I was just kidding you two. Look at how little you have accomplished!" Looking at the two brothers who were horrified, Lin En waved his hands in disdain. "Go ahead and play with them. After all, the exam is over. If nothing else, at least you two are doing well in my class."

Before he finished speaking, two heavy metal balls, one each, fell into the hands of the twins, whose moods were fluctuating greatly.

Now even a blind man could tell that Lin En was in a really good mood today.

After walking a few steps, the brothers' voices could be heard throughout the castle.

Chapter 378 Mag's Vision

After saying goodbye to the two impatient young men, Lynn, who was determined to take a short break today, wandered around the castle again and met many students from other grades who were about to go to class or had just finished class.

Compared to the fifth and seventh graders who will have a quasi-holiday early after taking their exams today, students in the other five grades still have a few weeks to spend in classes and preparing for exams. Many of them are very busy, such as Hermione.

On the stairs at the corner of the third floor, he saw the little witch who hurriedly left Harry and Ron and turned into a corner. In the blink of an eye, she ran out from the other side more than ten meters away and quickly caught up with her two good friends.

It can be seen that she has become more and more proficient in using the time-turner, although the price is that she looks a little haggard - it's like every day is extended from 24 hours to more than 26 hours, which is not an easy task.

However, Lynn was not worried about her excellent assistant. There was a big difference between her and Percy. She would never force herself to do things that she was not good at, not suitable for, or did not like. She would make a choice quickly. Even if she did not do so, the school's teaching reforms would help her relieve this worry.

It is difficult to determine which student was the first to use the Time-Turner, but she was undoubtedly the last.

Watching the three little lions walking away talking and laughing without noticing him at all, Lin En, with his muscles fully stretched out, stretched himself and walked in the opposite direction of them - that was the staff lounge, a place he seldom went to on weekdays, or even almost never went to.

Today he planned to spend an afternoon there with coffee and dessert without having to worry about all the troubles.

There are no students to tutor, no magical research, no spells to practice, and no Voldemort, Grindelwald, Leviathan, and other annoying guys who are either obvious or hidden.

But his plan failed the moment he unscrewed the handrail and walked into the door - because as soon as he opened the door a crack, he saw an unpleasant guy among several colleagues.

"Wow, I didn't expect it to be so lively here. I won't bother you anymore. I wish you a pleasant afternoon."

Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly closed the door, but just when the gap in the door was about to close completely, a voice made him stop what he was doing.

"You've arrived at the perfect time, Lynn. Please come in. I have something I want to discuss with you and everyone else."

The person who spoke was Professor McGonagall. Her majesty was so dignified that Lynn did not dare to offend easily. He could only walk into the house reluctantly and sit next to Flitwick, farthest away from Snape, who made him very unhappy.

I don’t know what happened, but several professors who rarely had classes together got together. They were all major subjects, and almost everyone was there, except the dean of their own college.

"Lin En is back now. I can save my time by visiting you alone. I will just talk about it here." Mag seemed to be in a good mood after saving some words. Although she was always serious, she pursed her lips slightly, and her eyebrows seemed a little softer than usual. "I would like to ask you to cooperate with me to hold an open class for graduates on self-protection."

"Self-protection?" Flitwick was the first to show a puzzled expression. "Are you talking about the dueling club? Why did you suddenly have such an idea?"

Lynn suddenly noticed that the four people in the room besides Mag were the rotating professors of the Duel Club. They had been taking classes one person per class for nearly a year.

"Just as you thought, Filius." McGonagall nodded. "That's what Albus meant. Before he left school last time, he told me that the next few years might be a little turbulent, and he hoped to strengthen students' self-protection ability."

Her expression was a little strange. Lin En had only seen this kind of look of disgust and embarrassment when she met a fortune-teller who loved drinking sherry. She immediately understood most of what she meant.

It turned out that this crooked-nosed old man with diabetes had taken some time out of his busy schedule to have his fortune told before going on a business trip with him - he was muttering to himself with some disapproval, and his face showed a bit of confusion as if he wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to do so.

"What's wrong, Lynn?" Mag, with his sharp eyes, also noticed the subtle change in his expression. "Is there a problem?"

"No. I think this is a very good plan, Minerva." Lynn said seriously, "Although many of our students have mastered a lot of magic, they are still at a very elementary stage in terms of combat. They are naturally not very good in peacetime. Once something goes wrong, it will be too late to regret."

As he said this, he looked deliberately towards Snape, his eyes full of malicious intent.

Snape glared and was about to speak, but McGonagall spoke first: "I think Albus thinks the same, so I would like to trouble you four to take a lesson before graduation."

"Of course I have no problem with it, but it's just one class. I don't think it will help the students much. How can we help them master these skills better?" Flitwick immediately expressed his support, but also raised a new question.

This is also the dilemma faced by Mag. After all, even in the popular duel club on campus, the actual number of students participating is only one-fourth or one-fifth of the total number of students on campus.

Most wizards actually have no idea about combat, and have never thought about fighting with real weapons and swords with their wands - the era in which they grew up was too peaceful.

This is certainly not a bad thing, but it also leaves hidden dangers.

After thinking for a long time, Snape said, "I agree." Then he closed his eyes and acted as if it had nothing to do with him.

Instead, Lupin seemed to be thinking about something.

Although it has been confirmed that his contract will not be renewed, he still wants to try his best to fulfill his obligations as a professor before leaving.

"Maybe we can establish a normalized teaching or tutoring mechanism, from inside the school to outside the school." He tentatively put forward his suggestion.

"That's easy to say, but who will teach? How to teach? When can we teach? Will the Ministry of Magic agree?"

As expected, Snape, who had been annoyed with him for a long time, became excited when he heard this, and asked questions at full speed like a machine gun, leaving Lupin speechless.

The corners of McGonagall and Flitwick's mouths twitched slightly. The two old professors felt similar to Lupin at the moment. They both had some subtle disgust and resistance to Snape's harshness.

Lynn noticed these details and said decisively: "Snape, many of your questions are a bit outdated."

"Oh? What do you think, Eric?"

"It's not a brilliant idea, but there is a way." Ignoring the cold gaze, Lynn said calmly, "Sonia is planning to popularize knowledge about werewolves in society. This may be a source of inspiration for Remus."

"Yes, Lynn, I think this is a good idea." Lupin gave him a grateful look. "This is for the public good."

"I think so, Remus." Lynn nodded at him with a smile. "We can cooperate with the Ministry of Magic's education management department. We don't need to give too many lectures. Instead, we can edit manuals, posters or make public course videos. Times have changed. People can't be too rigid."

"I think this is a good idea. I will discuss it seriously with Albus later. He will probably agree with it." Maybe because she was also dissatisfied with Snape's words and deeds, or simply out of the vice-president's sense of responsibility, McGonagall spoke at the perfect time and perfectly took over Lynn's words.

Snape breathed in and out hard, suppressing his anger.

Clearly feeling the attack, he fell into the same predicament as Lupin just now and suffered retribution in this life.

The room was filled with a happy atmosphere - especially Lupin. Seeing his old enemy Snape being humiliated, this honest man with a kind character felt secretly happy, but he did not express it as directly as Lynn.

Although he is not as busy as Lin En as he is burdened with many affairs, he has not felt as relaxed and happy as he is now for a long time.

The last day of the OWLs and NEWTs exam week came to an end in a cheerful atmosphere.

Chapter 379 Good Student

Doris Foley was the last student to emerge from the hunting grounds.

To be honest, she wasn't very good at Care of Magical Creatures - at least not as good as many of her stronger subjects, which was the biggest difference between her and her old friend and rival Percy Weasley.

Magic Runes and Ancient Magic, Charms, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Divination and Potions, these are her strong subjects and she has few rivals in the whole school.

But apart from these six subjects, her performance in other subjects can only be considered average. Although it is not too difficult to obtain the certificate and enter the advanced class, it is not realistic to get good grades in the NEWTs exam.

She didn't have such an idea - after all, rather than studying a subject that she had little interest in and would not be of much use in the future, she would rather do as Lynn said, play to her strengths and avoid her weaknesses, and use her limited time on more useful things.

For example, studying memory magic and deeper spiritual magic, which the professor values ​​and which I am also interested in.

As soon as she walked out of the examination room, she saw Percy and Penelope waiting outside. She went to the auditorium with them to eat to make up for her stomach which had been protesting since the middle of the exam.

She even felt that she could eat a cow today.

Of course, in reality, this is far from the case.

After eating two pieces of steak, she felt like she could hardly walk.

But after seeing Lynn, who had not been seen for many days and was chatting with Professor Marchbank outside the auditorium door, she immediately perked up and walked over briskly, her movements more agile than anyone else.

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After finishing this sumptuous dinner specially prepared by Hogwarts, the examiners of the Wizarding Examinations Authority will end their half-month work at Hogwarts and begin marking and grading the papers in full swing.

This is a job that is no easier than invigilation, and for this reason, June is usually regarded as the busiest month of the year for them - they cannot even leave their posts during the marking period and can only wait until the results are out before enjoying a summer vacation-like holiday.

However, these are difficult for young people to accept. A living fossil like Professor Marchbank, who has worked for hundreds of years, no longer cares about them. What interests her more is where Lin En has been during this period and the "cooperation plan" he mentioned at the dinner table.

The former naturally didn't get an answer, and the old lady herself knew it very well. She recited a few words in her signature loud voice and shifted the focus to Mag's plan.

"I've been thinking about what you're talking about for years. That old fool Dippet... I discussed this with Principal Dippet before he retired."

The old lady standing at the door almost blurted out her true evaluation of the former principal, but she changed the subject without changing her expression or heartbeat.

When it comes to education, especially the various drawbacks in lifelong education for adult wizards, she, who has worked in this field for hundreds of years, has a lot to say.

"Young people today are getting worse and worse. Many of them never study magic again after leaving school."

Holding Lin En's hand, the old man's wrinkled face was full of grief and sorrow. "Now there are many young people in the department who used to be good. They are only in their thirties. Most of what they learned in school has been returned to their teachers. Many of them can't even use an armor spell. They can only write garbage materials."

Lin En also agreed with the current situation she mentioned. Just as he was about to agree to strike while the iron is hot, he heard a youthful and energetic voice behind him.

"Who has such a hard time using just an Shield Charm?" The person who came was Doris. She ran up to the two of them happily after having eaten and drunk her fill, looking at Marchbank without any fear. "Good evening, Professor Marchbank. Nice to meet you!"

"Hello, little girl!" Marchbank, who was hard of hearing but had a good memory, recognized Doris at a glance. "We are talking about those young people in the Ministry of Magic who are only concerned with climbing up the ladder! If only they had half as much ambition as you!"

"Doris is one of the rare good students among my students." Lynn said with a smile, "Maybe you will have to interact with her more often in the future."

"Oh? Is she going to work at the Ministry of Magic too?" Marchben's eyes lit up at first, then he sighed, "That may not be a good choice. Good children shouldn't all go to a place like the Ministry of Magic. It's too old-fashioned and rigid."

"I'm not planning on working for the Ministry of Magic, Professor Marchbanks," Doris said with a grin.

"That is?"

"This matter is still a secret, but I can tell you first. I just hope you don't spread it for the time being." Lynn smiled mysteriously, leaned over and whispered, "Doris will stay in Hogwarts as our assistant professor, responsible for the runes and ancient magic practice courses for grades one to three."

“So that’s how it is!” The old man smiled brightly and patted Lin En’s back with his withered palm. “Then I should really congratulate you. You have a good student!”

"I think so too." Lynn agreed, while Doris seemed a little shy. "She's here too, maybe you can help me teach her this summer? If Dumbledore agrees with our plan."

"I'm really happy to. I like to deal with energetic young people - you look too old. When I'm with you, I always think I'm talking to an old guy like Tofty."

The short and old old lady, who always looked as lively as a young person, said so with a teasing look in her eyes.

Lin En could only respond with a gentle and polite smile. He was too familiar with this old man who had been his examiner in the past.

Doris, on the other hand, has the courage and energy of a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger.

After hearing the content of their conversation, she immediately asked with great interest: "What plan?"

"It's a very meaningful job, about how to plan and arrange for adult wizards to reduce the possibility of becoming [Percy in 20 years]." Lynn said half-jokingly, "Don't tell him, or he will be angry."

"I promise." Doris smiled maliciously.

Professor Marchbank was also amused, but she looked at the time and her colleagues who were gathering behind her after dinner. She did not continue chatting with the two of them. She just held Doris's hand, gave her a few more instructions, and then took them away.

Although she is much older than Dumbledore, she is one of the few officials in the Ministry of Magic who is truly dedicated and wants to do meaningful and valuable work.

Every time he saw her, Lynn would imagine what his good friend Amelia Bones would look like more than a hundred years later.

Although this may be a little too early for her who is not even forty years old, given her personality, she may be able to work until she is over a hundred years old.

But the position of Minister of Magic might be more suitable for her to display her talents?

With all kinds of divergent thoughts and emotions, Lynn and the professors who arrived later saw off their colleagues in the education field with whom they had hardly had any contact this year.

On the way back to the office, he said to Doris, who had been following him closely, "You look so happy. Do you have any good news to share with me? Or do you need my help?"

"Hehe!" Doris's smiling face was always a little playful, which was rarely seen in front of ordinary people, full of the youthful vitality of a girl. "Both! I did a lot of great work during the two weeks you were away from school! Guess?"

Chapter 380 Partners

"You told me to guess..." In the office that he hadn't seen for a long time, Lin En snapped his fingers lightly, and the house elf brought steaming hot coffee and iced juice. "This is really a problem."

The coffee was his, and the cold strawberry-banana blended juice was naturally Doris's.

With her pretty eyes slightly narrowed, the little witch enjoyed her favorite taste with a smile on her face.

"Then let me guess. It shouldn't be your grades. After all, we all know your grades. There's no surprise there."

"Hehe~ Percy is no match for me!"