A Hogwarts dissertation guide

The little dragon was finally sent away, and with Hagrid's reluctance, it was carried away by the dragon training team.

"I prepared a lot of mice and some brandy for it, which is enough for it to eat on the way." Hagrid said in a dull voice, "I also put its teddy bear in to prevent it from being lonely."

"Believe me, Hagrid, the Norwegian Spinosaurus will not like teddy bears at all." Edward said calmly, he had already turned around and was about to leave.

The only problem left for Edward was the pressure of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course.

But this is not a difficult task for Edward. He only needs to read the contents of the textbook according to the script. This has always been the case for Defense Against the Dark Arts professors over the years.

This disappointed the students who thought Edward would show off his skills in class, and also caused Edward's reputation in the castle to drop a lot.

But most people responded with understanding, after all, Edward took over this mess temporarily.They only care about one thing, will Edward be their Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher next year?

"Of course this is impossible. It is impossible for me to take on such a troublesome thing." Edward said decisively, "Do I look stupid?"

"Of course not." Hermione swallowed, "But I thought you would give us a completely different Defense Against the Dark Arts course in class!"

"Thinking too much." Edward said lightly.

As time passed, everything seemed to have calmed down.Hermione passed one exam after another with great worries. She was very worried that she would not get a good enough score in the exam and would be forced to repeat the grade-this only existed in Muggle society.

There is no such thing as Hogwarts, and Hermione's worries are completely unnecessary.But even though Edward explained it to Hermione several times, she was still worried.

Harry also devoted himself wholeheartedly to the exam, because he did not study as well as Hermione. He was completely forced to study hard by Hermione's diligence.

The last subject was the history of magic. As long as they persisted for another hour and answered which weird old wizards invented the automatic stirring pot, they would be free.

You can easily play for a whole week until the exam results are announced.

Of course, Edward did not have to mark the papers at all. There was no final exam in the thesis guidance course, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts papers were given to Dumbledore for correction.

All Edward needed to do was drink hot cocoa quietly in his office.

Harry, Ron and Hermione came to the lake and sat under a tree, enjoying the rare peace.

But Harry's face turned pale suddenly, "I suddenly remembered something, we must go find Hagrid immediately."

"Why?" Hermione asked breathlessly, trying to catch up with Harry, because while he was speaking, he had stood up and bolted towards Hagrid's hut.

"Don't you think it's a little strange?" Harry said as he hurried down the lawn. "What Hagrid wants most is a dragon, and a stranger happens to have a dragon egg in his pocket? How many people are there? Walking around with dragon eggs all day? You know that is against wizarding laws! Don't you think they are lucky to find Hagrid? Why didn't I think of this before?"

"What do you want to do?" Ron asked, but Harry just ran across the field and towards the forest without answering his question.

Hagrid was sitting on a chair outside the hut, his trousers rolled up, facing a large bowl, busy shelling peas.

"Hello," he said with a smile, "the exam is over? Do you have time for a cup of tea?"

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"The fish has been bitten, you can lift the hook." Dumbledore stood in the principal's office on the eighth floor, quietly looking down at the three people's backs as they walked across the field.

As a principal, you always have some privileges, such as monitoring students' conversations, right?

Although Dumbledore rarely used this ability, there is no doubt that he could do so.

"Professor Edward, would you like to go for a walk with me?"

"Not interested at all, Dumbledore." Edward's voice came from upstairs, "Rather than going out on such a hot day, I would rather enjoy afternoon tea in the office."

"Let's go for a walk together." Dumbledore walked up the stairs without any explanation, broke into Edward's office, and dragged Edward away.

"Fawkes, if anyone comes to see me, tell them that Professor Edward and I went to the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore said to Phoenix Fawkes before leaving.

Fox chirped in agreement.

"Damn it, why are you taking me to the Ministry of Magic? I don't want to waste my wonderful vacation at the Ministry of Magic!" Edward cursed. "Let me go and let me enjoy life in peace."

"Believe me, you just want to enjoy life in a different place." Dumbledore grabbed Edward's arm without any explanation and apparated away from Hogwarts Castle.

"Not for long, I suppose," Dumbledore murmured.

After leaving Hogwarts, Dumbledore took Edward to Tibet.

"I told you a long time ago that I will take you to a different place to enjoy life." Dumbledore said with a smile, "How about it, the place I chose is good, right? This is definitely a summer resort."

"But this is my territory." Edward said angrily, but he waved his wand to inform his followers that their leader was back.

Several people wrapped in turbans suddenly appeared, and they bowed almost as soon as they saw Edward.

"Sir, you are back."

"Yeah, I'll probably stay for a while and help me prepare."

"Yes." Several secret cultivators bowed their heads in response.

"Okay, let's get going," Edward nodded and said, "Although I don't know what happened, but since you have come to my territory, let me entertain you well."

"It's an honor." Dumbledore said with a smile.

On the top floor of Umbrella Hall, Edward sat in the main seat and Dumbledore sat on his right.

Edward held a hookah in his hand, and a blue figure was sitting in it desperately. He had completely given up struggling.

With every breath Edward took, his form became more insubstantial.

"Professor Edward, I never think that Hogwarts professors should behave like this." Dumbledore said with a straight face, "This is a complete distortion of human nature."

"This is my place, Dumbledore, not in Hogwarts." Edward tapped his pipe on the table and said softly.

"Your rules won't work here. I am the king of Yumbulakang."

"You already knew that, didn't you?"