Head of Teaching at Hogwarts

In the hut of Hagrid, the keeper of the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts, the atmosphere was grim and a quarrel was unfolding.

Lucius Malfoy shook the parchment in his hand and said triumphantly: "This is your dismissal order, Dumbledore, look at the signature on it. The dismissal of the principal was unanimously decided by the 13 members of the school board. .”

Then he glanced contemptuously at the hybrid giant next to him and continued: "Since Dumbledore failed to stop those attacks against the little wizards, it seems that we can only hire someone else."

Hagrid stood up suddenly, and the half-giant's big head hit the ceiling with a loud bang.

But he didn't even change the expression on his face, as if he didn't feel the pain at all.

The half-blood giant yelled at the proud man in front of him: "How many people did you threaten and blackmail before you forced them to agree, eh, Malfoy?"

"You must not take Dumbledore away!" The giant's roar frightened the hound in the basket to tremble and whine.

"If we take him away, the mixed-race wizards in the school will have no chance of survival! There will be another petrification murder case soon!"

"Yeah, if Dumbledore can't stop them - who can we rely on?" Fudge on the side echoed in a trembling tone with a panicked expression.

Although he was invited by Lucius Malfoy to Hogwarts to try to warn Dumbledore, he never thought that Malfoy actually wanted to remove Dumbledore directly.

This was completely beyond his expectation.

"Maybe it's me."

The wooden door of the gamekeeper's hut was pushed open by a cane with a ruby ​​on the end, and a white glove followed closely behind the cane and got in.

Then a man wearing an exquisite wizard robe, a medal of the Order of Merlin, and neatly styled short blond hair followed.

His light blue eyes glanced around the hut. After stopping for a moment in a corner of the hut, he looked at Dumbledore and smiled: "Long time no see, Albus."

"Russell? I think I'd rather hear you call me, Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Okay, Albus, I agree with your point of view. We must maintain a minimum of respect for the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

On this point, I think we can reach an agreement, and you can call me Principal Russell from now on. "

"Principal Russell?" Fudge and Hagrid asked in confusion at the same time.

Russell was not surprised at all. In terms of IQ, these two people were on the same level.

If Hagrid was the Minister of Magic when Voldemort was resurrected, he might be better than Fudge.

The similar reactions between the two at this moment made Russell more firmly agree with this point of view.

Dumbledore frowned slightly. What happened today seemed to be somewhat beyond his expectation.

Dumbledore looked at Russell, a good student who had graduated for three years, with mixed emotions.

He considers himself a person with insight into people's hearts and worldly affairs. Even for people like Grindelwald and Voldemort, he understands their purposes and thoughts.

Only for Russell, a good student who was praised by everyone in Hogwarts and got along well with all his classmates, I couldn't understand it.

"Are you surprised to see me, Albus? You should have expected it. I was already applying for the position of Headmaster before I left Hogwarts."

Russell teased, and the whole room fell silent.

Dumbledore also reacted from his thoughts and stretched out his hand towards Russell: "Hello Russell, I thought we would discuss this issue in the principal's office, and the time would be at least ten years later."

Russell looked at Dumbledore's white beard that stretched down to his chest: "Ten years from now, I don't think we will be able to wait for that time. However, I agree to complete this handover in the principal's office."

Five minutes later, with a "pile of cockroaches", Dumbledore and Russell arrived at the principal's office.

"Hey, Russell!" The portrait in the room suddenly became active as Russell entered.

The portraits of past principals looked at Russell and Dumbledore, whispered to each other, pointed and pointed.

Among them, the portraits of the principals from Slytherin were the most enthusiastic, "The best Slytherin!" "Come here and see more, Russell!"

One of the principals was the most exaggerated, Phineas Black, who was shaking his slender eyebrows, stroking his goatee and asking:

"Russell, when will you come to Hogwarts to be the Headmaster?"

Russell greeted them one by one, and then looked at Phineas Black.

Addressing the headmaster of Slytherin, the most unpopular headmaster in the history of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Sirius's great-great-grandfather, he said: "Today!"

The portraits fell silent for a moment, as if they couldn't believe what Russell said.

Dumbledore continued to observe Russell through his half-moon eyes and sapphire-like eyes. It was not until he finished speaking to all the portraits that he looked away and invited Russell to sit down.

"What do you want to drink? Tea? Coffee? Or pumpkin juice?" Then he winked and said, "I also have the magic Coke here that you developed when you were in the fifth grade at Hogwarts."

"Magic Coke, on the rocks!"

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a glass of cold Coke floated in front of him. Russell took a sip, feeling the taste of carbonic acid, as if he was back in fifth grade for the first time giving lessons to all the little wizards in the school. After the tutoring class.

And the conversation between the two people gradually got to the point.

"Russell, I have to admit that you are the most outstanding student I have ever seen. Even Voldemort couldn't have achieved your level of achievement when you were so young.

Whether it was the wisdom and enthusiasm you showed when you were studying at Hogwarts, or your boldness and enterprising spirit in developing all kinds of novel things after graduation, it all makes me, an old man, extremely amazed. "

Russell smiled a little: "Thank you for the compliment. I am doing all this just to help more people, just like today, I want to reduce your work burden."

Dumbledore shook his head, "I don't deny that you have the ability to become the headmaster of Hogwarts, and you are even more suitable for this position than me. I just don't understand why you are so eager. I originally wanted to look at Harry." graduate from school.

Your future is very bright, even far beyond mine, but you seem to be obsessed with returning to Hogwarts, and as the headmaster, I want to know, why is this? "