From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

"So, you volunteered to come to Hogwarts to take up the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts," Dumbledore put down the parchment and looked at Buendia, who was no longer trembling with his blue eyes, "from Castor Aureliano Buendía of Robesche?”

Calvin poked Buendia, who was still in a daze, with his arm. The latter suddenly woke up and stammered: "Yes, I graduated from Castrobushe and volunteered to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts in the second half of the school year. Professorship.”

Dumbledore gave Calvin a troubled look, but Calvin was looking at Phineas Black hanging on the wall.

Dumbledore had no choice but to continue: "I looked at your resume, Mr. Buendia. It is very good. You have obtained 10 certificates from the Brazilian Ministry of Magic, and you are still excellent in herbal medicine, potions and magical animals.

After graduation, you have a long experience in fighting the dark arts. Very good, you are admitted. Now you can leave here. The deputy principal, Ms. Minerva McGonagall, will take you to your office. "

After hearing the final judgment of the doomsday, Buendia's face turned ashen, her lips kept trembling, and she asked: "Mr. Dumbledore..."

"You can call me Principal, Professor Buendia."

Buendia was shaken when he heard the word "professor". He would rather go to North America to smuggle magical animals than come to Hogwarts to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"Principal Dumbledore," Buendia was about to cry, "can you guarantee my life?"

"Oh, Professor Buendia, I guarantee with my honor that teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts for only six months will not be life-threatening." Dumbledore's expression was serious, trying to make the Brazilian wizard feel sincere.

Despite the assurance, Buendia still walked out of the principal's office with weak legs.

Dumbledore turned around and looked at Calvin in a daze, "Calvin, is this really okay?"

"Principal Dumbledore, I don't understand what you mean." Calvin deliberately pretended to be stupid.

"I mean, Buendia," Dumbledore took off his glasses and pinched his eyebrows, "do you think he is suitable to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"I think it's very appropriate, principal," Calvin took a sip of the coffee in front of him, "I've known him for a long time. He graduated from Castrobushe and is a very good wizard.

Although Defense Against the Dark Arts was not his strong point when he was a student, his years of practical experience should be enough for him to deal with the young wizards in school. "

"No, no, no, Calvin, that's not what I meant," Dumbledore said with an embarrassed expression, "If I remember correctly, Buendia should be the leader of the second largest underworld in Knockturn Alley."

"Principal, I prefer to call them underground organizations. Not every wizard can live in the sun as gloriously as a pure-blood family. We have to allow them to exist," Calvin didn't mind Buendia's identity. .

"And I remember that the last Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was Voldemort." Calvin looked at Dumbledore with a smile.

"That's because I have control over Quirrell." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Then I am sure to control Buendia," Calvin raised his voice and showed his right arm to Dumbledore, "I made an unbreakable oath with him."

Dumbledore frowned: "Many things with the name 'unbreakable' are actually not as strong as imagined."

"I know that the Unbreakable Oath is not without loopholes, but I am the one who casts this magic. This means that Buendia must obediently and responsibly serve as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts during these six months. Here." Calvin said.

"I understand," Dumbledore felt helpless at Calvin's toughness, "Is there anything else you can do?"

"Yes," Calvin leaned forward and crossed his arms, "I'm going to meet Sirius Black. Do you have anything to say to him?"

Dumbledore frowned, while Phineas Black on the wall looked at Calvin with keen eyes.

"Calvin, why do you want to see Sirius Black?" Dumbledore asked.

"That's what I should be asking you, Albus," Calvin said softly, "Why don't you go meet Black, or to put it bluntly, why don't you rescue him?"

"Black did not refute," Dumbledore said carefully, "In other words, he acquiesced to the Ministry of Magic's accusations against him, and his trial was very special, and all procedures were simplified."

"The accusations against him are all lies!" Phineas Black behind the scenes said angrily. "Although Sirius has betrayed the blood of the Black family, it is impossible for him to do such a thing."

"I think you are right, Headmaster Black," Calvin turned to look at Dumbledore, "How ridiculous, Albus, you don't really think that Brother Black is the second-in-command among the Death Eaters, do you? , Lucius Malfoy is more qualified than him."

"He killed the Potters," Dumbledore said loudly. "He is the secret keeper of the Fidelity Curse. Without his leak, Voldemort would not have been able to find the Potters."

"I don't believe it," Calvin's eyes were about to burst into flames. "Brother Black is James Potter's best friend. It's not an exaggeration to say that they are half-brothers. Anyone can betray James. , only Sirius won’t.”

"But the fact is, Calvin," Dumbledore insisted, "I know Sirius is very kind to you, don't let friendship interfere with your judgment."

"My mind is very sensible, Albus," Calvin's voice was almost cold, "but you are stubborn and a bit unlike you. I guess, it must be for Harry, right? You are afraid that Black will He spoils me so well."

"So you would rather let him squat in Azkaban for more than ten years!"

"Calvin, don't be impulsive," Dumbledore said. "Black was put in Azkaban after being tried. I have no reason to interfere."

"There is something wrong with the trial process," Phineas yelled from behind, "Sirius is innocent."

"That's enough, you two." Dumbledore said calmly, "Phineas, we discussed this matter a long time ago. Sirius committed the unforgivable crime of betraying the Potters and killing Thirteen. An innocent man, one of whom was his best friend for many years. Do you know what happened to him, Calvin? The biggest piece of remains that the Ministry of Magic found was only one of Peter's fingers."

"Azkaban is his only end for such a person. It is best for Harry never to know that he has such a godfather, lest he be killed by him to avenge his old master." Dumbledore walked to Carl In front of Wen, his tone was cold.

"Calvin, my boy, you want to exonerate him? A criminal?"

"I will find out the truth of the matter, Dumbledore," Calvin said calmly, "Since you are unwilling to take action, I will rescue Black."