A Hogwarts dissertation guide

Hermione ultimately couldn't make up her mind and rejected Edward.

"Teacher, I think I will use my strength to prove that I am no worse than them. Origin does not affect a person's reputation."

"It's a good idea." Edward raised his eyebrows, but he said quickly: "But the Malfoy family shouldn't have it easy, saying such insulting words to you..."

"What are you going to do?" Hermione asked timidly.

"That's not what you should care about," Edward smiled and ruffled Hermione's hair, "You all subscribe to the Daily Prophet, right?"

The three little wizards nodded. Usually Hermione ordered the newspaper, and then the three of them took turns reading it.

Edward nodded, then stood up and prepared to leave the hut.

At this moment, the door was pushed open roughly, and it was Hagrid who came back, breathing heavily, "Are you here? Professor Edward, good morning."

"Hello, Hagrid."

"Aren't you going to sit down again?"

"I might have to go back and help Dumbledore fix the glass." Edward said with a dark face. He could almost imagine Dumbledore's reaction.

Back in the office, sure enough, a big hole was broken in the glass, and Dumbledore was pacing back and forth in front.

"Professor Edward - you said, alas... you said this... alas, why are you so anxious?" Dumbledore couldn't help sighing. He shook his head as he spoke, as if Edward It seemed like he had done something horrific.

"Would you rather be left in the wind for an hour than repair something that can be solved with just one spell?" Edward pursed his lips.

Dumbledore nodded and said, "Yes, because I need an apology."

"Hermione, something happened to Hermione," Edward said quickly.

Dumbledore showed a sly smile, "I heard about what happened on the court. There is no doubt that what Mr. Malfoy did was sad, but I think it won't affect the family, right?"

"Are you trying to keep the Malfoy family?" Edward frowned slightly.

"I just want to keep a school director of Hogwarts. He pays a lot of gold galleons every year." Dumbledore said with a smile, "And my little secret organization and I just need him. .”

"That's all?"

"That's all."

Edward raised his eyebrows, and with a wave of his hand, the glass fragments floated up from outside the castle and returned to their original positions.

"Look, everything is not very simple." Edward did not directly answer Dumbledore's words.

"It looks like I need to make some preparations." Dumbledore shrugged helplessly, "Maybe I should just stay in my office and enjoy Honeydukes' latest dessert."

......

Early the next morning, all the students looked at the "Daily Prophet" in their hands in surprise. The headline on the front page read: A meteorite unexpectedly fell and the century-old Malfoy Manor was destroyed.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron looked at each other.

"I said, this couldn't have been done by Professor Lumpo, right?" Ron swallowed and didn't even notice that he dropped the pumpkin pie in his hand.

"Probably...probably not?!" Hermione said hesitantly.

Harry seemed very happy, "He should have done this a long time ago. I have never hated a person so much."

Harry was telling the truth. Whether it was the seizure of Neville's memory crystal ball last year, the wizard's duel in the middle of the night, or what happened on the field yesterday, Harry's dislike of Malfoy reached the extreme.

Two tables away, at the head of Slytherin's table, Draco had a very ugly expression on his face, and Goyle and Crabbe beside him looked nervous.

Their boss seemed to have met with great misfortune.

Draco's face turned pale. He tremblingly took out a quill and parchment from his bag, wrote a few words on it, then tied it to the owl's leg, and then rushed to the staff table excitedly.

"Professor Snape, I want to ask for leave. I...I seem to have had an accident..." Draco said with a trembling voice.

Snape glanced coldly at Draco, "Go to my office later and fill out an application. I will explain it to the Headmaster."

Draco took a deep breath and said loudly, "Thank you, Professor!"

Snape waved his hand to signal Draco to leave. When there was no one in front of him again, Snape turned his attention to Edward on Dumbledore's left.

What happened yesterday was so big that it spread throughout the castle in almost an hour, and even the professors had heard about it.

Snape originally didn't care about this matter. For him, it was just a small friction between the two houses, and he had long been accustomed to it.

But when he heard Draco say the word 'Mudblood', he couldn't sit still for a moment.I originally planned to teach Draco a lesson in class the next day, but I didn't expect retribution to come so quickly. Last night, Malfoy Manor was hit by a meteorite.

This made Snape not know what to say for a moment, so he could only agree to Draco's request for leave and allow him to go home.

Snape's eyes fell on Edward.

He didn't believe that everything was just a coincidence. Draco had just insulted Hermione yesterday and was attacked in the evening.

It all seems to be related to one person.

Hermione is Edward's disciple, and he himself is still an old monster who has survived for many years. It is completely acceptable to master some methods that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

This made Snape's mind active again, and he seemed to have found a way to get on the line with Edward.

Not only Snape was paying attention to Edward on the staff table, but Scrimgeour was also paying attention to Edward.

However, his focus was not on the attack on the Malfoy family. In his opinion, it was just a complete accident. How could a wizard be so powerful? !

Scrimgeour was concerned about whether Edward would respond to Hermione's insult, and he would not hesitate to arrest Edward if he did anything suspicious.

Arresting a best-selling author for a crime?

What could be greater than this achievement?

Is it to catch Voldemort?

No kidding, Voldemort is long dead.

Therefore, Scrimgeour targeted Edward. He had targeted Edward a few years ago, otherwise he would not have hung Edward's photo in the center of the Auror's office.

People who don’t know better think that Scrimgeour is Edward’s biggest fan!

Of course, no one had the guts to question Scrimgeour.