Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"Ok?"

Just as the children lamented their misfortune, Professor McGonagall's voice came from the door of the classroom.

"what happened?"

Seeing Professor McGonagall's arrival, Wang Xuebin frowned, ignored the little radish heads in the classroom, turned around and walked towards the classroom door.

"What's matter?"

"Well, I'm just asking how you've been doing recently, is there anything you don't like?"

Hearing Professor McGonagall's hesitant tone, Wang Xuebin frowned slightly, nodded, and said casually:

"It's very good. There are no problems with basic necessities, food, housing, and housing. The students can be regarded as obedient. The progress of the course is fairly smooth, and everything is developing in the expected direction."

Following in the footsteps of Professor McGonagall, he walked slowly towards the corridor.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Looking at Professor McGonagall, who had been organizing his words after hearing Wang Xuebin's words, but still didn't know how to speak, Wang Xuebin asked again.

"If there's anything you need me to do, just say it, you're welcome!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Professor McGonagall quickly shook his head, turned to look at Wang Xuebin, and said with a little hesitation:

"Uh, Professor Gu Yi, I didn't intend to criticize anything, I just wanted to say that some people recently reported to me that some of the content of your lectures may be inappropriate!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin was speechless for a while. With such a big battle, he thought something terrible happened. After a long time of trouble, someone was dissatisfied with what he taught and made a small report

"Which aspect is it specifically?"

Looking at Professor McGonagall, who looked more and more embarrassed, Wang Xuebin smiled indifferently, turned his head and nodded to the student who had just passed the greeting, and said with a smile:

"You don't have to worry about it, I don't mean to be angry, after all, this is my first time as a teacher, so it is inevitable that I will be a little inexperienced.

If you or other professors find my deficiencies, don't be polite and point them out to me directly. In this case, you are responsible to the children, aren't you? "

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Professor McGonagall was obviously relieved. The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is a rare thing. If she accidentally ran away in anger, then her crime would be serious.

"I praise you for your tolerance. It's like this. Just yesterday evening, the Ministry of Magic sent a letter to inquire, saying that you were teaching students a magic called the Patronus Charm, and you didn't know about it."

"Hey, does the Ministry of Magic still care about this?"

Seeing Professor McGonagall with the same helpless face, Wang Xuebin couldn't help laughing out loud. The Death Eaters led by Voldemort are about to knock them out of their heads, so why bother with these nosy things?

"Unfortunately, in the eyes of the Ministry of Magic, the problem of dissatisfaction with the dementors caused by the spread of the Patronus Charm is far more important than Voldemort's problem.

After all, Minister Jenkins issued a statement the day before yesterday, calling on the Aurors and Death Eaters to exercise restraint and resolve conflicts and disputes through negotiation."

"Still restrained? Could it be that Minister Jenkins is planning to lead the Ministry of Magic to surrender to the Death Eaters?"

Hearing what Professor McGonagall said, Wang Xuebin couldn't help complaining. It wasn't until now that he realized that he couldn't blame the Death Eaters for getting bigger and bigger. It wasn't that the enemy army was too strong, but that our army was too hip.

It has been more than three months since Voldemort declared war. Even an idiot should be able to see that the Death Eaters are here to overturn the table. If they don't resist, can this also lead to herd immunity?

"There is no hope of surrendering. Just yesterday morning, the Ministry of Magic announced that Ms. Jenkins would be temporarily deprived of her ministerial rights, and that Mr. Harold Minkan, the deputy minister, would act temporarily"

A strange voice came from behind, startled Professor McGonagall, and turned around suddenly, only to realize that it was Dumbledore who had returned.

"Albus, why do you make no sound when you walk?"

Professor McGonagall patted her chest, with a look of shock on her face. She and Wang Xuebin talked about dissatisfaction with the Ministry of Magic. Although it was just an unintentional remark, it would not be a good thing if someone listened to it!

"I'm sorry, Minerva, but you are too focused. You see, Professor Gu Yi didn't mean to be surprised at all."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but give him a blank look, then turned around, half ashamed and half dissatisfied.

"Professor Dumbledore, you just said that the Minister of Magic has changed?"

"Oh no, not yet"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's inquiry, Dumbledore shook his head slightly, smoothed his somewhat knotted beard with his hands, and said in a deep voice:

"However, it's almost there. Today's Minister Jenkins has provoked public anger. Except for the Death Eaters, everyone is looking forward to her stepping down as soon as possible!

The current Minister Jenkins has been vacated by Deputy Minister Harold. Although Minister Jenkins has not resigned, Minister Harold has begun to make his own voice.

Just yesterday morning, Deputy Minister Harold announced the dispatch of additional dementors to supplement the manpower against the Death Eaters, and liberated the Aurors' conditions for using some extreme spells.

In general, this Deputy Minister Harold still has some ideas! "

"Huh? Dementors?"

With Dumbledore's explanation, Wang Xuebin and Professor McGonagall finally understood the reason for the Ministry of Magic's letter. They looked at Dumbledore with question marks on their faces, and asked strangely:

"Dementors?

What do you think of Professor Dumbledore? "

Seeing the strange expressions of the two, Dumbledore couldn't help but lowered his head to check his clothes, and found that there was nothing wrong. He looked up at the two and asked curiously:

"What's wrong? Did I miss some good joke?

I think I think doing it is better than not doing it, anyway, it can't be worse, can it? "

"puff"

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Wang Xuebin couldn't help laughing, shaking his head while smiling and said:

"Wouldn't it be worse? Not necessarily"

Chapter 511 Xiang Zhuang's sword dance is intended for Peigong

"What is your opinion?"

In the principal's office, Wang Xuebin, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall sat opposite each other, and there were some refreshments that had just been baked on the small round table in front of them.

Not only is there a pile of cockroaches that make Wang Xuebin and Professor McGonagall frown, Hogmass, which Dumbledore likes, is also indispensable.

"My point of view?"

Seeing Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall listening intently, Wang Xuebin shrugged slightly, shook his head and said:

"Leaving aside the issue of the credibility of dark magic creatures, just the conditions that Voldemort can give, can the Ministry of Magic afford it?

uh thanks! "

Seeing Professor McGonagall making tea for him, Wang Xuebin couldn't help but sit up straight, subconsciously tapped twice on the table with his fingers, thanked him, and continued: