The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

Naturally, Newland couldn't see Si Gefen's lonely look.

At this moment he had walked out of another fireplace a hundred miles away.

He smiled and dusted himself off, spinning around and looking around.

What he is currently in is actually an apartment that does not occupy a large area.

Compared with the Ministry of Magic, the decoration style here is simple and novel, full of artistic atmosphere, and quite modern.

The only regrettable thing is that the furniture in the living room is a bit shabby.

No, none of these furniture could be described as shabby.

It looked like it had been moved from a garbage dump and looked out of place with the rest of the apartment.

But Newland didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

Because all these furniture were moved from his old house.

Only these old furniture can give his mother, who has lost her sight, some sense of familiarity here.

Newland stepped on the soft carpet to the window and opened the curtains.

As the curtains slowly opened, tall buildings and a flood of traffic appeared before his eyes.

This made Newland take a deep breath of satisfaction.

This is the inner city of New York, the most prosperous place in New York City, the financial center of the entire country, and it is also his home.

Since the Gringotts robbery, Newland had bought the apartment directly with the dividends.

In the eyes of many wizards and really wealthy Muggles, this is actually not a very good choice.

After all, due to the secrecy law, being a wizard in a bustling city is almost equivalent to being a demon.

This was an unbearable torture for the wizard.

And the overly prosperous and noisy atmosphere here is not a living environment that the real rich Muggles are satisfied with.

However, none of this is a problem for Newland.

As a member of the Auror Office and a direct subordinate of Link, the restrictions imposed on him by the Secrecy Act are almost non-existent.

As for the surrounding environment made of reinforced concrete, which was like a cement cage, he enjoyed it even more.

Best of all, his mother loved it too!

"Newland, are you back?"

Just as he was thinking about this, an old woman's voice suddenly came from behind him.

Newlan turned his head with a smile, and when he saw the apron the old woman was wearing, he quickly stepped forward to support her, frowned and said:

"Mom, what are you doing again? I've already told you to do these chores, just leave it to me. You can't see, so what if you hurt yourself?"

Facing Newland's concern, the old woman didn't see any smile on her face and said coldly:

"Today is Thursday, why are you back so early?"

Newland said while untying the old woman's apron:

"After get off work, I will go home naturally."

"lie!"

The old woman obviously had lost her sight, but she still reached out and grabbed Newland's ear accurately and said, "You see you are obviously lazy and ran back early! I'm warning you, Newland, your boss is really mean to you. That's great! If you forget his kindness, don't work seriously, or do something sorry for him, the consequences..."

The old woman did not continue speaking, but slightly increased the strength on her hand.

To be honest, this kind of strength is actually nothing to the thick-skinned Newland.

But Newland still cooperated and leaned down, shouting in pain:

"It's wrong, it's wrong, mom, I know it's wrong!"

"As long as you know!"

The old woman let go of her hand, then rubbed Newland's hand distressedly, and continued talking.

Newland, on the other hand, had a silly smile on his face.

"Jingle Bell--"

The soft doorbell rang quietly.

The nagging old woman and Newland were both stunned.

They are not popular in this apartment, and usually no neighbors come to visit at all.

Newlan let go of the old woman's hand with a suspicious look on his face, and slowly came to the door.

Through the peephole, he could clearly see a cool-dressed OL woman standing outside the door.

The other party seemed to have noticed that someone had arrived behind the door and was observing her.

So she smiled slightly, adjusted her glasses and said:

"Mr. Newland, I have a rather large business that I would like to discuss with you."

"Get out of here, I won't buy anything!"

Newland cursed, "Damn it, when I bought this apartment, the agent said that the housekeeping service and security service here are top-notch? But the result? Now even the salesman is here, What rubbish! I’m going to complain to them soon!”

"Newland! No swearing! As for the salesperson outside, let her talk first. It's actually quite boring to stay here alone all the time."

The old woman said loudly. Newland, who had an angry face before, immediately scratched his head in embarrassment and said:

"Okay, Mom, I was wrong."

As he spoke, he opened the door that he had sealed with a magic spell earlier.

As the door opened, the blond girl outside the door smiled awkwardly and said:

"Actually, I'm really not a salesman."

Newland said with a mocking smile on his face:

"Then what are you doing..."

Nulan's voice stopped suddenly because the blonde OL girl opposite had already lifted the hem of her clothes.

Of course, the opening was not too large, and it only slightly exposed the bulging wand holster hidden at her waist.

If you have a wand, you are a wizard.

"Sir, I really have a big deal that I want to discuss with you. Do you think..."

As the blonde OL female spoke, she glanced at the old woman.

The meaning is already obvious.

The smile on Nulan's face disappeared instantly. He closed the door quietly and said lightly:

"That's my mother. I won't hide anything from her. If you have anything to say, just tell her."

"If that's the case, fine."

The blonde OL female pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Newland, we are very aware of your position in the Ministry of Magic of the United States and your relationship with Link Foley. Therefore, we need you to do something for us. Of course, None of these things will be too dangerous, and they are all small things that you can do. As a price, we will give you an offer that you cannot refuse. For example, one hundred thousand gold galleons."

When the blonde OL woman was halfway through her words, the old woman who was still listening had already turned around and walked back to the kitchen.

This move made the blonde OL female very satisfied.

After she finished speaking, she even stepped forward to lick Newlan's earlobe and said charmingly:

"In fact, I can also consider it as an additional condition."

Newlan's face turned red when he heard this.

His throat was squirming and he was breathless as he said:

"who are you?"

"We can't talk about this." The blonde OL said with a smile, "But I think you probably already have some ideas in your mind, right?"

Newland nodded and asked again:

"Indeed, I can probably guess your identities. But the question is, how did you choose me. And the methods are like this..."

"So direct?"

The blond OL girl followed and said, "This is actually very simple, because you and Link Foley are not the same team, are you? We have studied you in depth a long time ago, and you can't stand each other to death. It's a relationship of mutual use. And since Link Foley can afford the price, we can naturally give you more. You should have no reason to refuse us. Therefore, those so-called temptations can be avoided. ”

After she finished speaking, she raised her head proudly.

It looked like he had already secured victory.

But you can't really blame her.

Because at this time, Newland was so excited that he almost lost control of himself.

This look makes it look as if she has been deceived by beauty and money.

And this is completely consistent with the blonde OL woman's previous investigation of him.

Newland is a complete profit machine.

The hard life in the past has long stripped the so-called loyalty from his spirit.

Such people are born to be traitors!

While the blonde OL was thinking about it, the old woman came out of the kitchen again.

But what was different from before was that she was holding a sushi knife in her hand.

The afterglow of the setting sun outside the window shines on the blade, reflecting the dazzling light.

This reflection made the blonde OL woman couldn't help but narrow her eyes, and she also had a bad feeling in her heart.

A strong wind suddenly hit.

The blonde OL turned around instinctively, and saw a brilliant scene in front of her. Then her whole body flew out suddenly as if she had been hit by a moving train.

thump—

She fell hard to the ground. The violent impact made her whole body numb and her consciousness fell into a brief confusion.

But at the last moment of her coma, she saw Newland, who was holding a magic wand, hugging the old woman and cheering excitedly:

"Mom! I caught this spy! I will definitely be promoted again this time!"

The blond office lady almost vomited blood when she saw this scene.

She held on to prevent herself from passing out, stretched out her hand with difficulty and murmured:

"For...why?"

"You still dare to ask me why?"

Newland asked in surprise, then looked around and smiled sarcastically.

Everything around me is already the answer.

This big apartment, his current job, his mother's good health...

All of this comes from Link Foley.

Just like what his mother just said, His Excellency Link Foley's kindness to him cannot be described in words!

Facing such a boss, there is no such thing as betrayal!

"The movement just now was so loud. Did you strike too hard?"

While Newland was smiling, the old woman pinched his ears accurately, "Why don't you send it to your boss quickly? Don't let the person die by then!"

"Oh! Got it, Mom!"

As Newland spoke, he hurriedly began to tie up the female OL who had lost her ability to move. Along the way, he even cleaned up the furniture that had been smashed by the OL.

Listening to the movement in the apartment, the old woman also showed a happy smile.

Although Newland has always said that he is doing business with his boss.

He didn't tell her anything more specific, but she knew in her heart that what her son was engaged in was most likely not a serious job.

The boss he met in school was not a good person either.

After all, how can you make so much money by being a good person and doing a serious job?

But that's okay too.

Who would be a kind person who could raise a child healthily in a place like Spinshuo Lane?

The old woman didn't care whether Newland had a serious job or not.

If her son becomes a thief, then she should become a thief's mother-in-law.

In the old woman's opinion, this is a normal thing.

The only thing she cares about is whether her son is safe.

……

at the same time.

In the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

After many days, Link finally saw Dumbledore again.

Compared with a few days ago, Dumbledore looked as if he had just been seriously ill.

The whole person looked very haggard, and he had huge dark circles under his eyes.

"Professor Dumbledore, you should take a good rest." Link said while touching Arkham's head, "Don't let yourself be exhausted by the enemy when the time comes."

Hearing this, Dumbledore's brows twitched and his eyes stared at Link full of resentment.

This made Link a little embarrassed.

After all, Dumbledore's appearance was probably due to the pile of documents handed over by Professor McGonagall.

It is indeed inappropriate for me to say some sarcastic words to others.

"Cough-cough-"

He coughed twice and said, "Let's get down to business, Professor Dumbledore, why did you call me here this time?"

Just as Dumbledore was about to speak, Link continued:

"I guess it must not be because of work, right? You can easily solve those things alone, and there is no need for me to intervene."

"Unfortunately, you guessed wrong."

Dumbledore said coldly, "I called you here because there are some tasks that need you and me to complete together."

Hearing this, Link sighed.

He knew that Dumbledore had naturally said so, and there was no room for maneuver at this time.

It seems that his leisurely fishing life is coming to an end.

Link adjusted his sitting posture and said helplessly:

"What exactly is the job?"

"School is about to start, so you don't need to worry about tedious work such as enrollment. We have more experience in this area and can do better. But there is one job that I cannot complete with my own strength. ."

Dumbledore said calmly, "Since the middle of last semester, Severus has been the concurrent professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts. This teaching method is indeed feasible for a temporary period, but now it is It’s a new semester, and we should also be looking for a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.”

After finishing speaking, Dumbledore had a faint smile of schadenfreude on his face.

Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

This position can be said to be extremely magical.

It's almost impossible for anyone to sit in this position for a full year.

And almost all people who have held this position will encounter misfortune.

It is precisely because of this that no one has even said that it was cursed by Voldemort.

This rumor is actually so ridiculous that it is almost unreasonable.

But the former Defense Against the Dark Arts professors who met with misfortune in the long run ahead made those who came after them not believe it.

At the same time, this situation has also made the selection of professors for the Defense Against the Dark Arts course every year a major issue.

It can be said that Dumbledore put a lot of thought into this matter every year in the past.

Now, it's Link's turn to worry.

Presumably Link will also have a headache because of this matter, right?

Just imagining Link's frowning expression made Dumbledore want to laugh.

However, upon hearing this, Link said very calmly:

"Isn't this simple? Although no one outside is willing to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, there are people in our school who are willing. Professor Snape, isn't he very happy to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor concurrently? He himself Thinking about it, he should be willing, so why not let him directly become the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

That way we'll just have to find another Potions Master.

Compared to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, the Potions professor should be much easier to find. "

At this point, Link paused, looked at Dumbledore's slightly darkened face and said with a smile:

"You should have already planned these things, right?"

Dumbledore was taking deep breaths back and forth.

It's not a good feeling to have your plans completely shattered.

After a while, he said with an ugly face:

"How did you know?"

Link didn't speak, just shook his head silently.

Of course he couldn't say that this was how Dumbledore arranged it in the original work.

And his actions, in Dumbledore's eyes, became complacent.

Dumbledore rubbed his hands, then suppressed the depression in his heart and said:

"As you said, I am going to let Severus teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the new semester, and Severus has already agreed to this. As for the new potions professor, I have chosen Huo Huo. Lars Slughorn.”

Perhaps thinking that a young man like Link didn't know Horace Slughorn, Dumbledore explained, "Like Severus, he is the vice-president of the Potions Association of the United States. .At the same time, he also served as the Potions Professor at Hogwarts and the Dean of Slytherin. So in terms of teaching level, you can give him full trust."

So this is a standard re-employment after retirement.

Link complained in his heart, but on the surface he nodded lightly and said:

"Then it's up to him, Professor Dumbledore. Just go ahead and do it. I absolutely trust you."

Hearing this, Dumbledore's originally ugly expression softened a lot.

He stood up slowly and said:

"If that's the case, let's go."

"Depart?" Link was a little confused, "Where are we going?"

"Of course I went to find Horace Slughorn. You don't think I've brought him back to Hogwarts without your consent, do you?"

"No, of course I don't think so. I just think you can handle this matter."

"But you're one of the commissioners of Hogwarts, aren't you? You should at least have a hand in these things. And Horace Slughorn, you should meet him too. He's a very special man. Man, I don’t know if re-recruiting him to Hogwarts is a decision to fight for. In short, you will know when you see him."

Dumbledore spoke very seriously.

This left Link with no way out.

He let out a long sigh and finally stood up.

This brought a smile to Dumbledore's face.

He smiled slightly, and the steaming phoenix fire immediately covered their bodies again.