New Hogwarts Professor

There is a hearing on August th coming up soon.

As Ciaran was no longer an employee of the Ministry of Magic and was not a person with many honorary titles like Dumbledore, she would not be invited to attend the hearing.

But when he was reading books about transfiguration, an owl flew to Fremont Manor.

"Amelia wants me to attend this hearing about Harry Potter?!" Xia Ran opened the letter and was a little surprised. Harry had a hearing. What did Amelia invite him to do?

Wouldn't it be better to invite Professor McGonagall than him?

Xia Ran thought about it for a while and decided to go once.

He walked out of Fremont Manor, escaped from the scope of his magical protection and apparated outside the visitor's phone box of the Ministry of Magic.

This is a desolate small street with just a few shabby-looking offices, a bistro and a dump truck that is almost overflowing.

"Harry and Mr. Weasley have arrived early?" Xia Ran muttered and looked around but found no trace of the two of them.

He walked straight to the front of a dilapidated red phone booth with several pieces of glass missing, and behind it was a wall that was painted messily.

He walked in and reached for the phone.

The phone seemed to be broken, but Xia Ran knew that it looked like it now, causing the Ministry of Magic to specifically cast magic.

“嗯的让我想想……好像，……6、2、4、4、2……”他拨通了访客号码。

As the dial whirred back to its original location, a woman's cold voice rang out in the phone booth. And the woman's voice was still. It sounded loud and clear as if coming from the microphone in Xia Ran's hand. An invisible ghost of a woman was standing next to Xia Ran.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and business."

Xia Ran held the microphone casually and said: "Xia Ran Frémont was invited to attend the Harry Potter hearing."

"Thank you!" the cold female voice said, "For guests, please pick up your badge and pin it before you have your clothes."

Ding Lingling!

Xia Ran picked up a small object that slipped out of the metal chute usually used to withdraw coins. It was a square silver badge with the words: Xia Ran Frémont's Hearing.

The cold woman's voice sounded again as he held the badge in his hand.

"If you have guests from the Ministry of Magic, you need to be checked at the security desk and register that you have a wand. The security desk is at the end of the main hall."

Just as he finished speaking, the ground in the phone booth suddenly trembled.

He slowly sank into the ground. Xia Ran raised his head and saw the sidewalk rising higher and higher outside the glass window of the phone booth. Finally, there was darkness above his head.

"It's exquisite and has little tricks." He commented in a low voice.

After about a minute, a thin golden light shone on his feet, and then the golden light gradually widened and expanded to his body, and finally shined directly on his face, so Xia Ran had to cast a magic spell on his face. To avoid being shot in the eyes.

"The Ministry of Magic hopes you have a good day," the woman's voice said at last.

The door of the phone booth suddenly opened and Xia Ran walked out without looking unfamiliar or surprised at all.

After all, he also worked in the Ministry of Magic for eight years.

He stood on the ground at one end of a long, splendid hall. It was polished brightly, with dark wooden floors in peacock blue, and the ceiling was inlaid with glittering golden symbols. It was constantly moving and changing, like a giant There is a bulletin board.

"The Ministry of Magic is moving very quickly." Xia Ran secretly thought that the last time he broke in disguised as Voldemort, many things were destroyed during the war and now it seems that they have basically been repaired.

"Xia Ran?" said a familiar voice, "Aren't you a professor at Hogwarts? Why did you come back to the Ministry of Magic?"

, a former colleague.

Xia Ran spread her hands and said, "There is a hearing for Harry Potter."

The man immediately followed the crowd and entered the elevator.

Xia Ran walked lightly and went to the elevator without going to any security checkpoint to register her wand.

Because he fell at the end, there were not many people waiting outside the elevator at this moment.

"The Ministry of Magic Hall on the eighth floor."

There was a clanking and clicking sound. An elevator stopped in front of him. The door of the elevator opened in front of him. Someone saw him inside and was surprised.

"Xia Ran?"

"Professor Frémont?!"

There was someone in the elevator. Harry and Mr. Weasley looked at Xia Ran in surprise.

Xia Ran walked into the elevator and pressed the button leading to the Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor and said, "Amelia seemed to think that I should also attend this hearing, so she specially sent an owl to notify me."

"Great!" said Mr. Weasley. "The more people present at the hearing, the harder it will be for those who want to get Tinder to have ideas."

Harry knew Mr. Weasley was interesting.

Others who were at the Order of the Phoenix headquarters a few days ago also analyzed that the main reason why he was the subject of a hearing this time was because those who had not been completely exposed were driven by Death Eaters and he violated it twice after all. At least the legal regulations are recorded in the Ministry of Magic's records, so there is.

Since those Death Eaters had never been exposed or revealed too many flaws, Voldemort obviously didn't want to see them reveal their flaws so quickly.

Apart from the three of them, there was also a gloomy-looking wizard in the elevator. He stared at Harry almost intently, which made Harry feel very uncomfortable.

"The Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor underground!" The indifferent woman fell into silence after speaking.

"Let's go." Xia Ran said, taking the lead in stepping out of the elevator. The three of them, who were waiting for Mr. Weasley and Harry, walked together through a corridor. The walls on both sides of this corridor were different from the ones above. There were no windows or windows. At the end of the door is a black door.

Harry thought they would open the black door. Unexpectedly, as they approached the door, Xia Ran and Mr. Weasley turned and walked to the left. There was a gap leading to a staircase.

"Why do they have the hearing so deep down?" Mr. Weasley gasped.

Xia Ran shrugged her shoulders and said: "It's just Dumbledore and I who care about them - I don't know if he has arrived - it doesn't matter what the situation is. Voldemort can only get in and out of the Ministry of Magic. Well Dumbledore must be there."

Harry forced a smile, his heart pounding.

The three of them walked under the rough stone wall. There were torches on the brackets. They passed by the gate here. The heavy wooden door had an iron door latch and a keyhole embedded in it.

"The Tenth Judgment Room...we have arrived at Harry's." Xia Ran stopped and said, "Do you want to go in together with Mr. Weasley?"