A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 459: Trainee Reporter

In the last few days of March, the days passed peacefully, and Alastor Moody's procurement work also came to an end on a blustery morning.

At that time, a dozen owls dragged a huge package and landed on the auditorium with disheveled feathers. Professor Moody asked some students to send these poor little ones to Madam Pomfrey for treatment.

"Long-distance raid!" Moody said: "There are not many people who can be trusted these days, and you can never be too cautious about matters related to safety."

"That scumbag has ruined my collection," he said gruffly. "I've spent decades collecting it. That looking glass works amazingly well. It can monitor a radius of one kilometer. Conspiracy of range. The only problem is that it is too sensitive, so I moved to a remote place, otherwise it will keep barking..."

Professor Marchban and old Vera also left the school on the same day. Professor Marchban brought the report provided by Felix. According to her, it is not easy to get the Ministry of Magic to recognize a new profession. "They will bring up a lot of trivial issues, such as the salary of the new department." She complained loudly, "It's always entangled in trivial places, but I will try to make it happen!"

"Are you coming over the Easter break?" She looked at Felix, and the reply was April 17th, "The day after Easter? I'll remember to schedule the meeting around that time."

"What do I need to prepare?" Felix asked.

"Shut them up with undisputed facts!" Professor Marchban shook his hand vigorously.

Old Vera invited him to be a guest of the Ancient Rune Association during the summer vacation before leaving. Felix agreed, but he did not join this association. He needs to see "more positive" changes, or unless he intends to Compete for the title of president of the Ancient Rune Association.

April is here.

The plants in the school turned green quietly, and the climate became suitable. In addition to the change in the weather, the professors of different subjects started reviewing. After a large amount of homework was assigned, the students complained a lot, and even formed a strange atmosphere of comparison.

"I learned twelve o'clock last night," said a fifth-year student in the common room, "finishing that **** History of Magic paper!"

"But he's going to be free in three months, isn't he?" Ron said sadly, comparing the two answers, he was also worrying about his thesis on the history of magic, "First goblins, then vampires, Now it's a centaur... What's wrong with Professor Binns? Is the ghost cake in classroom seven not to your taste?"

"These are the knowledge that must be mastered." Hermione said, flipping through today's newspaper.

"I know, but I don't care at all what the centaur chief said when he refused to accept the title of 'human', and the meaning of the centaur liaison office. My dad said that this department has never really been used. A centaur really walked in there!" Ron muttered endlessly, his resentment was visible to the naked eye, and his voice was getting louder, "This has become a public joke, if you don't like anyone, just pray Sent to the centaur liaison office, because it won't be long before he gets fired from Harry, what's the word?"

Harry, who was writing his divination class homework, leaned his head over and stared at his homework for a long time before he said in an uncertain tone, "Howling?"

"It's the banshee," Hermione said calmly, holding a big book, "the centaurs have feuds with the banshee and vampires, and there have been conflicts in history, which is why they refuse to share 'human beings. ' is one of the reasons for the title."

Ron didn't listen at all. He imitated Harry's handwriting, drew a pattern randomly, and finally measured the length, ending with a little poem, "You're done." He said happily.

Hermione glanced at it and said mockingly, "Whose poem is this?"

"I wrote it myself." Ron closed the paper decisively.

"It's really yours. Break a long sentence into seven or eight paragraphs." Hermione said, and Ron stuffed the paper into his schoolbag with a smile. "It's actually eight paragraphs... What's the news? You read it all It's been half a day."

"There is more and more talk about ancient runes," said Hermione. "It's like a hurricane. Rune cards are selling like crazy... A lot of people are waiting for the professor to come out with a new book, and they obviously know who It is the source of change."

"We also benefit from it, don't we?" Ron said with a smile. He is in a pretty good mood recently. Last week, the employees of the "Future World" company came to give them a bonus, a total of 80 Galleons , according to Neville, he even smiled when he was dreaming.

Hermione ignored him, and looked at the newspaper to herself, "I always feel like someone is missing, it's really strange that she doesn't express her opinion on this important matter..."

"Who are you talking about?"

"Rita Skeeter," said Hermione.

"Isn't it just right, that annoying ghost disappeared, maybe someone hit him with a sap." Ron guessed.

"She's writing a biography of Regulus." Harry looked up and said, "Maybe she's trying to avoid the limelight."

"Oh..." Hermione said with a long voice, "this makes it clear."

"What's wrong?"

"You don't know what's in her new book. To be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if she was captured by a mysterious person one day, but are you sure she still has the guts to do so?" She looked at Ha Leigh asked.

"I don't know the reason." Harry shrugged, "But Sirius said that she was very serious and would show him the manuscript every once in a while, other than that, she couldn't see anyone at all... ..."

"How about Sirius' job, is he still used to it?" Hermione couldn't help asking, "I can't believe he can stay in one school for so long."

"He's quite used to it," said Harry. "He says he's figured out a way to deal with the students."

"He doesn't confuse students, does he?" Ron asked, but Harry didn't answer, and he couldn't rule it out.

April 7.

The "Future World" company released the magic projector and the film at the same time. During the 40% discount promotion period for new products, only 120 Galleons are needed in total. Not cheap, but still attracts a fair amount of attention.

Especially in combination with the news of the hottest tournament ~IndoMTL.com~, it exploded the market as soon as its name appeared, and sold 150 sets in the first week, and that’s not counting Place orders abroad. While future sales will certainly be lower and level off, it's off to a good start.

What followed was the discussion of the warriors. The wizards seemed to have entered Easter in advance, and a large number of owls flocked to the campus every day. In Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade, posters of support for the warriors appeared.

In this atmosphere, Rita Skeeter escaped from a rental house run by Muggles.

She sorted out her manuscript, showing a satisfied expression. Under the tremendous pressure, she played an unprecedented level. If this book is published, it will definitely explode the market.

And...

"The level of my colleagues is not low." She pondered, and there was a press card on the table, with her photo and title Times trainee reporter on it.

That's right, she disappeared from the magic world during this time, not because she hid behind closed doors, but because she temporarily lost contact with the magic world.