Hogwarts Archmage

As Dumbledore said, Marne gained nothing.

A lot of mice were caught, and some snakes that had just entered hibernation were released by Hagrid.

"Hagrid doesn't really love animals at all, he just loves the animals he likes. Look at those mice, he doesn't care about any of them."

On the way back, Ma En thought quietly.

"Isn't this normal? No normal person would like a mouse." Esther said casually.

When several people returned to the tea house, it was already close to six o'clock in the morning. Dobby was already busy in the kitchen, but his voice was not loud, so if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear what he said.

Marn has always wanted to give Dobby a salary increase, but he disagrees. He even thinks that it is more now. The main reason is that he has no place to spend money. A normal store will not accept a house elf, so just like Only in the store that Ma En was familiar with did he know that he had a unique elf who would sell him some things, but the quantity and type were very small.

The four of them are not sleepy at the moment. They all drank some energy potions around three o'clock and can wait until they finish breakfast before going to bed. Anyway, in order to prevent them from being left unfinished, Dumbledore gave the students a day off. , no one has classes.

Not long after breakfast was served, Professor McGonagall knocked on the door of the tea house.

"Professor, how about eating something simple together?"

Although he has lived in this world for more than ten years, some things in his bones are difficult to change. For example, if a guest happens to be eating or is about to eat when a guest comes, Ma En will send an invitation.

McGonagall didn't refuse. From some aspects, she was actually very similar to Dumbledore. For example, she really liked this kind of small family dinner. Although it was not as sumptuous as the school prepared, it was very warm.

Hermione stood up and added a stool next to her, poured McGonagall a glass of milk and got a set of cutlery.

"I came to you with something to say."

Before the formal meal, McGonagall said: "Professor Walder has already told me about his future arrangements for you. I am going to start recruiting some professors to take your positions this weekend. I hope you three ladies can join me. Go, just enough to fill in the candidates for Dean Splant's lower class courses. Deans are always very busy. Now that Hogwarts has ample funds, some courses should be broken down."

The three girls nodded at the same time. After Old Walder proposed his plan, they knew that this day would always come. Now it is actually a bit late. Who knows whether Voldemort will suddenly explode on the spot tomorrow.

Marn had some questions: "Are you going to recruit? Where is Professor Dumbledore? Why is he there?"

"Dumbledore is ready to retire. Just after your class of students graduates," McGonagall took a sip of milk and continued, "I will also officially take over the position of principal at your graduation ceremony... But you guys You should not be in school by then, and I hope you can come back to attend the graduation ceremony."

Marn nodded repeatedly: "Of course, this is very important...but Professor, what will happen to Gryffindor House if you become the principal?"

"What do you think of Jasmine? Phoenix College will not exist for long. I can serve as the dean part-time for a few years before all the students in this college graduate. When they all graduate, Jasmine will take over directly. I am planning to talk to her. "

"Oh~" Marn exclaimed, "Then the future little lions will definitely be much more honest... But according to Jasmine's character, if Professor Snape finds trouble again and deducts points from Gryffindor, then she is likely to find it. He’s in trouble…”

Mag was silent for a while, then suddenly shook his shoulders: "Isn't this bad? I think it's not bad."

Looking at Mag who suddenly became a little playful, it was obvious that it was not only Ma En who was not adapting. The entire table was silent for a while, and then started eating directly.

It wasn't until they finished their meal and sent Mag away that Draco quietly walked down the stairs, sat in front of the food left for himself, and let out a sigh of relief.

"I was scared to death. I thought something had happened and she was coming to trouble me."

After saying that, he took a few big mouthfuls of milk and relaxed his mood.

"Draco, what did you do again?"

Draco shrugged: "Actually, it's nothing. We plan to hold the first Quidditch warm-up match on Christmas---a non-student, social organization kind. Those national teams in the past are now owned by various big stores. Representative team.”

"Have you found a venue?"

Hermione was a little confused. She remembered hearing Draco and Harry worry about finding a suitable land a few days ago.

Speaking of this, Draco's little face fell: "Don't mention it."

"what happened?"

"My father and Sirius acquired a piece of land and used it to invest in shares... We are not short of funds at all, they are here to pick peaches."

Ma En pursed his lips and said nothing. He felt that these two people only entered the stock because they were worried that the two young people were messing around...

"There's nothing to say, right? Professor McGonagall can't deduct points or put you in solitary confinement just because you and Harry organized a game, right?"

"Don't mention it," Draco put his hands behind his head and leaned back in his chair: "Of course Professor McGonagall won't punish us because of this. The main reason is that the two of us opened a handicap... and many people came to place bets. "

Ma En shook his head: "You are really brave."

"It's not just the Weasley twins who were fooling around... We were brainwashed while chatting."

"I don't know when you got so close to the Weasleys."

Draco waved his hands indifferently: "Now that everyone is on the same side, there is no need to be taboo about any trivial matter...and Weasley doesn't seem to be that annoying. At least when you pay them to do work, they are really capable."

"Okay, it's always a good thing not to quarrel anyway..." Ma En said, gloating a little bit: "I don't know how many points Professor McGonagall will deduct from you if she finds out about the bad things you did."

Draco looked at Marn with a smirk on his face, exhaled from his nose, and said with a bit of contempt: "Don't be too happy, do you know which college has the most bets among the students?"

Ma En was suddenly stunned and had an ominous premonition.

Before he could ask, Draco continued: "Someone who joined the national team during school knows very well what will happen if each team is missing someone, and what will happen if someone is added to the team."

"Damn...Krum...why do I think he is reliable..."

Ma En gritted his teeth a little. Margaery, who was writing notes, raised her head and said with a smile: "Maybe it's because he is the biggest."