A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts: Fanwai Longbottom

The changes brought about by the release of the magic world are in all aspects. Today, the floating island, as the largest transportation hub and transfer station for wizards, connects wizard settlements in major regions of the world together, and virtually connects the entire magic world together. World, which greatly facilitates the communication between wizards.

The international mail business on the floating island is also very prosperous. Any ambitious company will find a way to set up an office here, explaining this phenomenon with a widely circulated saying: Here, the world is at your fingertips.

But there is another piece of advice that follows: Please make sure you have obtained the pass documents before crossing the flames, otherwise you will be kicked back. In addition to the footprints on the buttocks, there are also tickets and summons. But don't worry too much, the government agencies stationed on the floating islands are specially set up to deal with such problems.

After running for a few years, at least you don't have to worry about fighting because of language barriers.

A week before the opening ceremony of the World Cup, Neville received a letter from Harry. He was washing up above the Leaky Cauldron when an owl flew silently through a second-floor window and landed on the sink shelf, startling him.

"Hello, Hedwig," Neville said with a mouth full of bubbles, holding out a hand.

Hedwig puffed up her feathers and jumped back two steps, avoiding the wet hand, and raised the leg that was tied with the letter. Neville opened the letter carefully, scanned it quickly, and his eyes gradually brightened.

After a few minutes, the two heads came together.

"There is time, we can set off with other professors." Hannah said. "I'll write back to Harry right now," said Neville, eagerly searching for paper and pens all over the room.

The two married a few years ago. After Neville left the Ministry of Magic, he succeeded Professor Sprout as the herbal medicine professor at the school, and Hannah took over the Leaky Cauldron as the proprietress. The combination of the two makes the students feel very cool.

Two days later, the sky was slightly brighter, and the early risers in Diagon Alley noticed that the sign at the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron had a sign saying "Closed during the World Cup" and it was locked. No one was surprised. This year's World Cup has attracted too many people's attention. Even if they are not interested in Quidditch, they still want to join in the fun. It is said that there is a lot of novelty goods available during the competition.

Neville and Hannah came to Hogwarts through the Diagon Alley fireplace. It was summer vacation and there were not even a single student. Professor McGonagall stood among a group of professors, wearing a feather hat and a slim black suit. Green gown, looks as elegant as Emmeline Vance next to her.

Pomona Sprout was waving at them both, and Neville waved back. Professor Sprout has retired and usually lives in Hogsmeade, but she often goes back to school to visit the little cutie she raised in the greenhouse, and gave Neville a lot of advice when he joined the job, especially teaching him how to get along with Sne Professor Pu dealt with.

"We don't cause trouble, but... a lot of herbs are used to make potions."

This helped Neville a lot.

Professor McGonagall nodded towards Neville and Hannah, "Is it just you two? Frank and Alice, and Hannah's parents?"

"They're already on the island," Neville said cheerfully, "and sent us a bunch of pictures, Luna, Seamus, Dean are there too. Granny stays at home, she's not interested in Quidditch .” Professor McGonagall sniffed.

"My parents can't spare time," Hannah said, shaking her head.

"Well," said Professor McGonagall, glancing at the others, "Emeline, Pomona, Sybil, all—oh, sorry, Felius, just the right number. Our deputy The headmaster is predictably absent again, though he can be forgiven a little this time, and according to the Daily Prophet, he appears to be caught in a power vortex... I highly doubt it. Let's go."

"I don't know how Professor Bubaji is doing now." Neville whispered, this professor also helped him a lot.

"She'll be fine in heaven," Hannah said softly.

Neville nodded, and when Professor McGonagall passed by the two of them and heard their conversation, his eyebrows twitched severely.

"Professor Bubbaji was only invited to do research on the moon, and she will come back." She couldn't help explaining.

"Well, I hope she's doing well," said Hannah sincerely.

"If it were me, I wouldn't be so sure," Trelawney interjected, "I observed the astrology specially before the trip, and judging from the angle between the moon and Mars, it is not suitable for travel in the recent period, and it is easy to encounter unexpected events. The curse."

"Thank you for the reminder, Sybil." Professor McGonagall said, "Felix happened to have been to the two places you mentioned, and I will ask him for his opinion." She took the lead and walked away.

"I never knew Professor Trelawney was interested in Quidditch," Hannah whispered.

"I don't know," Neville replied in a low voice, "but another divination professor at the school made it clear that he doesn't like Quidditch, so..."

Trelawney, who was wearing six or seven layers of veils on her head, turned her head suddenly, as if she heard the two whispering, frightened them to shut up quickly. Emmeline smiled at them. A group of people appeared in Hogsmeade Square, and beyond the crowded crowd, they could see that a temporary fireplace had been built here, and it was chaotic.

"Don't squeeze! Follow the order. The door of the Three Broomsticks is where the door keys are stored..." A bald Auror shouted to maintain order. The wizards in front of them jumped into the flames and disappeared in circles. It's almost Neville's turn.

"Designated location, the Pacific Ocean—thirty kilometers west of the floating island, Ingersoll Island—" Auror lowered his head to check Professor McGonagall's ticket, and shouted habitually, before seeing the team clearly He was taken aback, "Principal McGonagall? How many professors are there? You can apply to go directly to the island without transit."

"We're not in a hurry," said Professor McGonagall, "and we can see the scenery along the way."

"Have a nice trip, then," said the Auror.

The swirling green flames took Neville through furnace doors, followed by a monotonous period of dizziness, more difficult than using Floo powder in the past, and he finally found that his legs had landed. He stood on a stretch of sand, with the sea breeze blowing against his face, the dazzling sun shining on his face, and the sound of footsteps and voices everywhere. Neville looked around and was stunned for a moment: it was different from the desolate island he imagined. A bikini beach.

There are at least a thousand parasols on the beach, some people are surfing in the sea, there are also paragliders and broomsticks flying in the sky, a little girl walks in front of him, holding a purple flying carpet in her hand, the flying carpet The last middle-aged man with a round belly dozed off.

"Wow, did we come to the wrong place?" Hannah who just came over asked, she stepped on the soft sand with one foot and almost fell, Neville hurried to support her.

"No." Neville said happily. He pointed in one direction. The sea was clear and clear, so he could clearly see the small island hanging above the water in the distance. Hannah was suddenly happy, "It looks like It does look a bit like squashed ice cream. What are those little dots next to it?"

"It doesn't look so good up close," said Neville. "Those little dots should be wizards on broomsticks. They might be scouting the weather and watching out for storms at sea; or they might just be playing dueling games, you know. Yes, it's riding on a broomstick, aiming to shoot down, you can fight one-on-one, or melee, but you can only use specific spells, this sport was very popular among Aurors for a while, I forgot whether it was Harry or Luo En came up with an idea."

Hannah looked at Neville.

"Oh, I'm not very good at Quidditch," he said with some guilt: "Professor Sprout thinks that as a professor of herbalism, it's best to always keep your feet on the ground."

"I did say so," said Professor Sprout, coming out of the flames, exuding joy all over her body, her soft gray hair blown high by the sea breeze, "you have been to No. 7 Classroom? I always thought my other me was a bit wild, but it was cool."

"I've talked to everyone in it, and it's been very beneficial," said Emmeline Vance.

Several professors stood on the beach with Neville and Hannah, looking at the golden sand and the endless blue waves. The floating island seemed to be slowly turning. Snake scales.

Twenty feet away, two crew members waved small flags under parasols. When they entered the range of the parasol, they were surprised to find that it was much cooler under the umbrella.

"Special benefits." A staff member said, "We are worried that we may suffer from 'anthropophobia'. There are tens of thousands of people here."

"There are so many people? Are they all tourists?" Professor Flitwick asked in surprise.

"Yes, there are always people who are worried that the floating island will fall, even though it has been floating in the sea for twelve years. There are such people, whether they are wizards or Muggles, so they would rather choose to come to the island to pitch a tent for the night " Another staff member said, handing them a form, and Neville wrote everyone's names.

"What about the opening ceremony? It will be at night." Emmeline Vance asked curiously.

"Maybe he got himself drunk." The registration officer said humorously.

From what he said, Neville and the others knew that the passenger boat to land on the island came every hour, and they had almost half an hour of free time. They walked around the neighborhood, bumping into acquaintances along the way. It was Bill and Fleur, both of whom were wearing very cool clothes. Bill was wearing a pair of beach shorts, sunglasses, and a silver earring on his left ear, which happened to be a pair with his wife's moonstone earrings. Fleur was wearing a one-piece swimsuit. The silver waterfall was draped behind her head, which was dazzlingly beautiful, and beside her stood a young girl who was almost beautiful.

"This is Gabriel, my sister." Fleur said in a hoarse voice.

Neville and Bill exchanged a look, and they stepped aside.

"Did you get the letter too?" Neville asked.

"Got it," Bill said brightly, "there is a lack of manpower on the island, and we are happy to help, and the children can be left in the care of Gabriel," he whispered, "don't let her hear, she thought she was sharing It's a great task."

Neville glanced over there, they were chatting happily, he heard Hannah pointing to an African witch and said, "Lee Jordan chased her." Neville blinked in confusion, and saw a figure A tall, dark-skinned girl, it took a few seconds to barely recall her identity—the player who represented Waggadu in the competition in the fourth grade, Nona Leibert.

"We're waiting for the rest of the family to arrive around today or tomorrow." Bill said, "except for the two couples Ron and Percy, both of whom work in the Ministry, it is estimated that it will take some time to cooperate with this large-scale event." Waiting for a day or two before the opening ceremony before the holidays. Already stayed one night, and the wizards from Fiji came with their mascot Dakuwaja, a distant relative of a mermaid that can turn into a shark. And dragons! Charlie Will like it."

Half an hour later, Neville and Bill's family respectively—"Sirius and I formed a band called 'Furkids'!"—set foot on the passenger boat to the floating island. The huge ship separates the waves ~IndoMTL.com~ Seagulls follow, and the people on the ship stand on the deck talking and laughing, with anticipation in their eyes, but as the ship approaches the floating island, the voices become sparse, everyone Touched by a silent force, he completely lost his voice. An upside-down mountain stood out of nowhere on the sea, casting a huge shadow that covered the passenger ship from a long distance away. They slid a long distance in the shadow, surrounded by the sound of peaceful water, and finally came to the bottom of the island. Suddenly someone screamed. Neville raised his head, and an extremely huge snake head was facing them. The rough scales extended upwards, forming a scene like a rocky forest. The snake's tail was held in its mouth. The foundation was wrapped around six or seven times, and almost merged with the island itself.

The boat stops below the island. Everyone leaned on the railing to look out, and there was something shining in the shadows in the distance.

Then they heard the sound of ropes and machinery being cranked, and a moment later a luminous floor was paved toward them, hanging securely above the water and connected to the ladder. The glowing thing also became clear, it was an elevator, and a magic lamp hung from the top of the elevator.

The people on board stared at the elevator the size of a telephone booth in a daze.

"Line up! Get ready to disembark!" At this moment, the crew shouted, "The interior space of the elevator is limited, and it can carry a hundred people at a time. Please don't be crowded."

Frozen in the air for a few seconds, one person shouted: "This is magic!"

"Yes, it is indeed magic." The crew member said quietly.