A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 461 Trainee Reporter

The last few days of March were quite peaceful, and Alastor Moody's procurement work came to an end on a blustery morning.

When a dozen owls landed on the table in the Great Hall dragging a huge package with disheveled feathers, Professor Moody asked some students to take the 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't be too cautious about matters related to safety."

"That scumbag has ruined my collection," he said gruffly. "I've been collecting it for decades! That looking glass works amazingly well. It can monitor conspiracy in a radius of a kilometer. The only The 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 took 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 There are a lot of trivial issues involved, such as the salary of the new department." She complained loudly, "Always get entangled in irrelevant places, but I will try to make it happen!"

"Are you coming over the Easter break?" she asked, looking at Felix, and the reply was April 4. "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 fist vigorously.

Old Vera invited him to be a guest at the Ancient Magic Association during the summer vacation before leaving. Felix agreed, but he did not join the association. He needed to see "more positive" changes, or unless he planned to compete for the Ancient Magic The title of the President of the Literary Association.

And so came April.

The plants in the school turned green quietly, and the climate became warm and comfortable.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, "for that bloody History of Magic paper!"

"But he's going to be free in three months, isn't he?" Ron said sadly, comparing the two answers, and he was also worrying about his thesis on the history of magic, "First goblins, then vampires, and now The centaurs... 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. There is no horse yet. People really walked in there!" Ron whined endlessly, his voice getting louder, "This has become a public joke, if you don't like anyone, pray that he is sent to the Centaur Liaison Office , because it won't be long before he gets fired—what's that word, Harry?"

Harry, who was writing his divination class homework, leaned his head over and stared at his History of Magic paper. After reading it for a while, he said in an uncertain tone, "Howling?"

"It's the banshee," Hermione said calmly from the side, "the centaurs have feuds with banshees and vampires, and there have been conflicts in history, which is one of the reasons why the centaurs refuse to share the title 'human' with them." one."

Ron didn't listen at all. He imitated Harry's handwriting, drew a random pattern, measured the length at the end, and ended 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 nine paragraphs... What's the news? You've been reading it for a long time. "

"There's 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's going to be the change." source."

"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 over and gave them a bonus, a total of 80 Galleons. Wei said that he even smiled when he was dreaming.

Hermione ignored him and flipped through the newspaper by herself, "I always feel like someone is missing, it's so 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 beat him with a sap." Ron guessed.

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

"Oh..." Hermione said in a long voice, "that makes it clear."

"what happened?"

"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 Harry and 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..."

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

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

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

4 month 7 day.

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

Especially combined with the news of the hottest hegemony competition nowadays, it exploded the market as soon as its name appeared, and sold 150 sets in the first week, and this did not include foreign orders.While future sales will certainly be lower and level off, it's off to a good start.

What followed was a lively discussion on the warriors, and the wizards seemed to have entered Easter in advance, and a large number of owls flooded into 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 of excellence. She believed that if this book was published, it would definitely explode the market.

and……

"Those of my peers are not at a low level." She pondered, and there was a press card on the table, with her photo and title on it - trainee reporter for The Sun.

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.

　After commenting, it was pointed out that Rita Skeeter's internship location was changed, and the Sun was indeed more suitable for her. ·

　　
　
(End of this chapter)