A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts: Fantasy Porter

It wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that Harry got rid of the continuous drinking. There was no way, this was the last day of his resignation, and all his colleagues were very enthusiastic. The last picture in his memory was Hermione smiling looked at him intently, followed by an ever-enlarging wine glass stuffed under his nose, it was Ron! Red hair, gray freckles, Harry thought through gritted teeth.

"Mr. Potter, are you awake? Ms. Granger asked me to send you to the island." A voice said, Harry turned his head sharply, and two staff members stood behind him. "Oh, thanks." He muttered, rubbing his swollen forehead.

"You're welcome, we happened to be on the island on business," said the man, and they left immediately.

Harry walked aimlessly along the path, along the path of flowering shrubs and tall trees, thanking Professor Bubaji, and thanking all the herbalism professors who participated in the reforestation... After walking for a while, he Waking up a little bit, with the soft light of the magic lamp, I came to a public broom room. Ten minutes later, Harry knocked on the door of his lodging on the floating island. The door opened and Ginny stared at him with her arms crossed.

"Who should I take revenge on?" She asked like an angry female cat.

"Ron," Harry said briskly, Ginny seemed to be annoyed, "I knew it." She ushered Harry in, sat him in a chair, and Harry saw the table There's a half-written press release lying around.

"...Victor Krum, who has retired, missed the 426th Quidditch World Cup. In an interview, he said that missing this event is a regret in his career."

Harry sipped his tea as he read. There was clanging in the kitchen, and before the article was finished, Ginny came out with fried eggs and sausages, "Thank you, dear!" Harry immediately gobbled it up.

"Are the kids asleep?"

"Yeah."

"Krum can't participate in the game."

"Yeah, his statistics have dropped badly in recent years. I guess his body has been worn down by high-intensity training and continuous competition. I have analyzed his video-he wants to win too much. It is better to rest for a few years " Ginny judged with a professional eye, she entered the Holyhead Harpies after graduation, became a professional Quidditch player, and later became a Quidditch columnist for the "Daily Prophet".

"By the way, who do you think I ran into during the day?" Ginny asked.

"Cough," Harry choked on the fried egg, and asked with some concern, "couldn't it be Snape?"

"Why would you think of him?" Ginny patted Harry friendly. After feeling the strength of his back, Harry decided not to reveal the fact that Snape might come to Lily's birthday party (Snape Pu called her a stupid girl).

"It's Luna, Luna!" she giggled. "She's busy babysitting."

"What?" said Harry in disbelief, spitting out the half-bitten sausage, and then said thoughtfully, "I guess, a baby of magical beasts?"

Ginny cleared her throat.

"...In the end, they brought back some sapphires and unknown feathers from the rain forest, and it turned out that they were the eggs of some unknown magical animal... Well, I didn't find out, Luna embedded one of the gems into her clothes Come on, I heard it was Rove's idea. It may be because of the relatively large fluctuations in the magic power on the island, and the eggs hatched by themselves when they were shopping."

Harry was dumbfounded.

"That bird is quite beautiful, and it can emit colorful lights," Ginny said with a smile, "You can pay attention, Luna changed the eggshell into a brooch, I think it just matches her unique one. clothes..."

Late at night, Harry stood in front of the window sill, watching the night view of the island.

Ginny hugged him from behind. They just leaned together quietly, enjoying the stillness of the night. There were several shimmering buildings in the deep blue sky, brighter than the stars on the sea, and Harry knew one of them belonged to Weasley's Wizard's Wheezes.

"Thinking about what?" Ginny asked.

"Principal Dumbledore." Harry gave an unexpected answer, Ginny raised her head in puzzlement, Harry sighed and said, "I now know how precious Dumbledore left me things." He said cautiously: "It's memory."

"Memory?"

"Hmm." Harry murmured, "Professor Hemp reminded me once, but I didn't pay much attention to it. I just wanted to complete Dumbledore's biography as much as possible. During the graduation trip, I went to him The place where I fought with Grindelwald, went to Brazil, the United States, and Nepal, all the way to follow the legendary footsteps... Its effect has only appeared in the past few years. Professor Haipu said that some of my magic is close to the level of an archmage, not only It's the patron saint, I often have flashes of inspiration during training..."

"Let's go back to school sometime," Ginny said softly, "Luna said that many professors plan to retire."

"Well," Harry hesitated, "It's better to wait until the end of the World Cup. I can't get away for a while. Professor Haipe said that someone may intend to sabotage the opening ceremony."

"What did you say?" Ginny lost her voice, "But—how could—the news is true? The floating island has never been attacked before."

Harry was equally confused, but for another reason. He recalled the little note the professor gave him, which accurately recorded the coordinates of the twelve floating islands, including the wizard-Muggle joint hospital, the headquarters of the International Pan-Magic Alliance, the headquarters of the future world company, and the support for the moon. Center and several landmark buildings.

"It may be the place where the riots were caused on the day of the opening ceremony." The professor said vaguely.

But like Ginny said, how did the professor know such details? Memory magic? But things haven't happened yet, so it's impossible to know foretelling, right? Harry had just been inspired by a ride on a broomstick around the island - or maybe Hermione - and he suspected that the professor had hidden a time-turner, but the problem was that it could only go back in time, not see it future.

From the perspective of the professor's attitude, at least it's not too much trouble...

"Maybe I found some clues," Harry shook his head, not expressing the doubts in his heart. "He put me in charge of it, as if it were a test. I'm worried about not having enough manpower. There are two hundred Aurors and a thousand strikers on the island, but they are still too many compared to the tourists who came in during the Quidditch World Cup. Less."

Ginny racked her brains to think, and then her eyebrows gradually relaxed.

"Why not enough, this is your home field."

"My home field?" Harry repeated, thinking, he didn't know if Ginny was referring to the residents on the island, but they were not fighters, fighters... A thought flashed, and Harry's eyes lit up little by little Get up, "Hogwarts! Frontline lookout station, Ouroboros Club!"

Ginny pursed her lips and smiled, she added:

"And the Order of the Phoenix. Didn't Sirius complain that retirement was boring?" "He's enjoying it," Harry said sharply. "He even turned down the invitation to the exclusive Wand Academy, and even the headmaster was not happy to be a member of it." .”

"But I don't think he would refuse a sudden adventure, right?" Ginny raised her eyebrows and said, Harry thought of his godfather's character, nodded in agreement and said, "That's true."

The exclusive Wand Academy is the only place on the island that teaches magic, but its students are somewhat special—they recruit wizards who cannot use magic normally (commonly known as squibs), both children and adults. Compared with other magic schools, Floating Island has a unique advantage: it is the place with the highest density of wizards in the world. With the ability of Floating Island to collect dissipated magic power, it can better supplement the magic power consumption in the exclusive magic wand, so this school The number of people in the special school is also limited, and no more than 2,000 students are recruited from all over the world each year. The purpose is to help Squibs master the most basic ability to cast spells.

"So don't worry, I believe you can do it." Ginny encouraged, "You are the warrior who conquered the Dark Lord."

Harry touched his nose and felt itchy nose, he muttered in a low voice, "Not many people believed, and Voldemort was very weak at that time—" Ginny gagged his mouth, and it took a long time before they parted .

"I also visited Astoria in the hospital." Ginny panted, her arms hanging around Harry's neck.

Harry forced his beating heart to calm down, followed Ginny's words and asked, "Is she alright?" He had seen Astoria once last year, and her face had the characteristic Malfoy family look. Tendency of pale transformation.

"It's kind of bad," Ginny said, "It's a unique curse. It's impossible to verify what it is. It can only be judged from the symptoms that it is related to blood. Moreover, this curse is invisible and substanceless, and it is entrenched in the entire Greenland. The Glass family just happened to... pick her, and her sister Daphne will be fine."

Ginny's rings tightened, and Harry was a little out of breath, but he could feel her fear. Harry couldn't help but think of the little girl who went to school two years below him, and he found his biggest impression was of Astoria standing on a puppet snake, the prize he won from the duel competition, around the Black Lake Walking picture. She looked open-minded and cheerful, and she was completely different from her weak and vulnerable look now.

The curse that cannot be verified, Harry muttered in his heart, some formless thoughts circling in his mind, the Greengrass family, Malfoy, Professor Haipu... At this moment, Ginny hesitated and said: " Albus has a new friend."

"You mean little Scorpius?" Harry blurted out just as he was thinking about something.

Ginny eyed him suspiciously.

"I don't know when you two got so close?"

……

Lying on the bed, Harry was thinking about what to do tomorrow:

First of all, you have to report to the headquarters of the floating island. Although the official appointment will take a while to be announced, but Professor Haipu has thrown such a tricky trouble, he'd better start working early. Fortunately, after so many years, he is already very familiar with the environment on the island, but he should at least meet the foreign Aurors who have rotated this year; After returning in vain, he first went to Lupin's place. Little Teddy was very cute, much better-behaved than his two brats; then he went to the Moon Support Center, as if someone had mentioned something to him Is the space island plan to build an island in space? But he was urgently called back to China immediately, and was in charge of commanding the last operation before leaving office, so he didn't hear much.

Harry's thoughts began to wander:

At the farewell banquet, Ron said that he didn't want to be promoted anymore. Being a director is good. hair out. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Hermione, who is a senior deputy minister, has even greater hopes...Harry thought of Malfoy and Astoria again, and while he was half asleep, he made a decision in his heart to talk to Professor Hemp, , or ask Hermione first... The professor's current state is a bit scary. Harry's body shuddered. If he didn't know that no one in this world could hurt him, he would have suspected that the professor had turned into a ghost at some point.

He muttered twice, putting aside this unreliable idea. A baby's whispers came from the corner, and Lily Potter turned over. Harry sniffed the smell of Ginny's hair and drifted off to sleep.

Early the next morning, Harry was awakened by the crying of the baby. He yawned, put on his glasses, and saw Ginny in pajamas taking care of his little daughter. "Look," Ginny said happily, Harry saw the baby wet its lips with drool, open and close like a small fish, and spit out a bubble. She giggled to herself.

"This is very interesting," said Harry, "reminds me of the murlocs in the Black Lake."

At breakfast, the family sits together and watches magic TV while eating. A very passionate voice is broadcasting the morning news, "Eight million people are expected to land on the island! But no wonder, although the floating island has been receiving tourists from all over the world, it is the first time that such a large-scale opening to the public. Imagine Now, on average, 10,000 people are crowded into one square kilometer, which is common in big cities, so do they live in sardine tins?"

It was Lee Jordan. Harry looked at the almost unchanged TV host and felt emotional.

Lee Jordan is the second batch to land on the island—the floating island has undergone several important changes over the years, and far-reaching measures have been added at each stage. Starting with Professor Haipu's island building, a thousand One-third of the American wizarding families stayed behind, and they and those who chose to stay after participating in the Christmas campfire night formed the first inhabitants of the island.

The second stage is marked by the relocation of the future world company headquarters, and a large number of scientists are invited to study the method of combining magic and science in the form of cooperation. Some spells shine during this process, such as the Permanent Sticking Charm. The magic-like abilities shown by scientists with the help of machines also opened the eyes of wizards. With the landing of the headquarters of the International Pan-Magical Union and the appearance of various large enterprises and national organizations on the island, there is a serious shortage of wizards. Therefore, wizards are recruited from all over the world to settle and work on the island.

It is worth mentioning that this also includes quite a few squibs.

But they prefer to call themselves "low-magic wizards". The more famous representative is Winnie Valentine, a teacher at the exclusive Wand Academy, who came up with this term. All walks of life", said to be expected to win next year's 'Dumbledore Award'.

"...there is a renewed craze for watching movies all over the world. Needless to say, you all know which movie I am referring to. That's right, it is "Harry Potter." The two children at the dining table immediately stood up ear. "Mafalda Prewett is four years my junior and rumor has it that she didn't get an invitation to Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley's wedding, but my buddies tell me it's nonsense , she just failed to catch up with the swearing-in session, because of a sudden illness, she couldn't ride the broom..."

Harry and Ginny smiled at each other.

The six-year-old James looked around and yelled incredulously, "So you guys did it? Or was it Fred or Uncle George? God, I keep telling Teddy that I adore her—"

"It's no big deal," Ginny said casually. "You adore the stories she wrote, and the stories were about your father." She leaned over the cradle, where the baby blinked brightly. eyes met hers. Ginny frowned, "It's strange, the milk in the bottle didn't drop at all."

She took the bottle and tried it. The baby kept avoiding the pacifier, its two shallow eyebrows wrinkled vigorously, and its limbs kicked wildly. Ginny looked at James suspiciously. He was undoubtedly the most mischievous and active in the family - he seemed to be infected by his godfather.

James swears. "Not me!" Eyes turned to Albus. "I heard Albus say that he misses the taste of the pacifier ~IndoMTL.com~ James grinned and said, in his opinion, this is obviously a sign of immaturity. On the other hand, Harry suddenly felt that he had found the reason. Not a potionist's talent? But maybe it can be used to convince Ginny... Five-year-old Albus immediately lowered his head in embarrassment, put down his knife and fork and whispered, "I, I'm done. "

"Can I play near the hospital?"

Harry and Ginny exchanged a look, "To meet friends?" "Oh, yes," said Albus evasively. "Come back early in the afternoon, we are going to visit Lupin's house."

"I don't think he has time to entertain us," James said solemnly, "he's busy taking care of those furry..." He caught his mother's eyes, covered his mouth with both hands, Muttered: "I mean, small problem."

Harry couldn't help laughing. He took out his wand and flicked it lightly, and a golden thread wrapped around the hem of Albus's clothes. Then there was another flick, and a second thread wrapped around James.

"What is this?" The two brothers asked together.

"Zusi," Harry replied.

"Cool!" James gave a thumbs up.