Harry Potter: Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

Back at Hogwarts, the four deans were already waiting at the gate of the castle.

It was night now, and the four deans received a notification from Dumbledore that they needed to appease the students' emotions so as not to affect the normal teaching work the next day.

A group of lion cubs ran in front, each of them holding a wand, maintaining a levitation spell, and were carrying a huge silver arch.

Snape raised his drooping eyelids a little, and tapped his chin with his index finger, "You guys... actually didn't go treasure hunting, but robbed the manor of a certain pure-blood family?"

"Or that Gryffindor ghost's information is not reliable, because he didn't want to return in vain, so he chose to rob a pure-blood family manor...Is it the Malfoy family?"

"Ahem..." Draco Malfoy touched the cold sweat on his forehead, "Dean Snape, Dad's manor is safe and has not been robbed. We removed it from the treasure house!"

"Oh...it's a pity!" Snape nodded, sighed slightly, showing a disappointed expression.

Malfoy wiped the cold sweat off his brow again, wondering how his father had offended Dean Snape.

Since last year's Quidditch match, Lucius rarely talked to Draco about Snape.

Even when Narcissa wanted to buy some potions with health benefits, she did so at Diagon Alley instead of asking Snape to brew them.

After all, Snape was a master of potions, no matter what kind of potion it was, regardless of the taste, the effect was definitely first-class.

Originally, there was a very stable potion transaction between Lucius and Snape, that is, since the Quidditch competition last year, the potion transaction was suddenly interrupted.

Snape's gaze swept over Draco's face, and Draco suddenly felt his body become a transparent container...his thoughts seemed to be seen through.

"Draco, please remember!" Snape said in a cadenced voice, "There are some secrets that need to be rotten in the stomach, and you must not talk about it casually... Do you understand?"

"Ming... got it! Dean Snape!" Draco straightened his back unconsciously, and said very solemnly.

Professor McGonagall walked up to the Gryffindor students. She was also curious about the origin of the silver arch.

The lion cubs chattered into a mess, Professor McGonagall hurriedly quieted them down, and then asked the prefect Percy to make a summary.

"Good job!" Professor McGonagall nodded with satisfaction, "Of course! Fred and George! You must distinguish the situation clearly, and don't make this mistake again!"

"Understood! We must not delay next time!" The Weasley twins said with red ears.

The little lions were a little unbelievable. They thought that Professor McGonagall would scold them and say things like "too dangerous" and "Principal, you should notify in advance".

Unexpectedly, there was encouragement, and even the Weasley twins simply reprimanded them.

The same was true for Flitwick and Sprout. When they learned that the students had actually broken into Voldemort's lair and wiped out the army of ghouls lying in ambush at the bottom of the lake, they praised it without hesitation.

The four deans led the students from their colleges back to the lounge. Dumbledore looked at the silver arch and asked, "Konno, what are you going to do with this door?"

Conno touched his chin and said, "I'm going to sell it and split the bill fifty-fifty. Nearly Headless Nick gets half, and the rest goes to the students."

Hearing this suggestion, Dumbledore asked suspiciously: "What about you? In fact, you have contributed the most in this extracurricular practice."

"Me?" Kong Nuonei took a look at Jin Dan, which had become an irregular oval shape, shrugged and said, "My harvest is quite rich...even beyond my expectations."

Of course Dumbledore didn't know that he was referring to the change of the golden core, and there was a look of appreciation in his eyes, "It seems that in your eyes, the value of the arch is far less than the happiness gained during the journey, which is a good thing!"

Kong Nuo's eyelids twitched. When he saw Dumbledore took out the principal's appointment letter again, he immediately made a gesture of resistance: "Stop! I'm not as virtuous as you imagined!"

"Let's talk about it! If you feel sorry, you can publicize my great achievements in the newspaper, and don't torture me with the principal's appointment letter!"

Dumbledore smiled helplessly. He knew that the so-called publication of the newspaper was just a joke, and he mainly wanted to reject the post of headmaster.

In his consideration, apart from Minerva, Kong Nuo is the most suitable for the post of principal so far.

There must even be a ranking between the two, and Kong Nuo is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Compared with Minerva, Kong Nuo is undoubtedly more popular with the students. Coupled with the school board's tolerant attitude towards Kong Nuo, there will be no process problems in handing over the principal.

But Kong Nuo doesn't have this idea now, and Dumbledore can only obey him.

My current mental state is quite good, and with the support of my martial arts internal skills, I believe that if I want to, I can persist in this position of dean for a few more years.

Well, at least until Harry finishes sixth grade, there should be no problem.

Dumbledore did not continue to struggle with the issue of appointing the headmaster. After dealing with the placement of the gate, he took Connor to the secret room, which was Salazar's research room.

The secret room was still very lively, Salazar and Godric were there, a grill was placed in front of them, and the grilled meat and vegetables on the grill were automatically rolling, giving off a tempting aroma.

Next to the grill was a cold beer keg with two beige-foaming cold beer glasses on it.

Kong Nuo joked with a smile: "Oh! Godric didn't drink whiskey today, but actually drank beer. Is the uric acid too high?"

"Would you like a drink?" Godric conjured up a beer mug and took a large glass full of beer, "Whiskey is malt wine with an additional distillation step, and drinking undistilled malt wine occasionally is also a good choice. "

Kong Nuo glanced at the flushed Salazar and asked, "Is it because Salazar can't handle alcohol? So you chose this weak drink in order to accommodate him?"

"Uh..." Godric didn't speak, just picked up the beer glass and took a swig.

"Unable to drink?" Salazar sneered and waved his wand lightly.

Wisps of white smoke with the smell of alcohol rose from his body, and at the same time, his face quickly turned pale.

Salazar put his wand back into his pocket, and said coldly, "Fart your fart! Unless I add life and death water to the beer, I won't be able to get drunk."

"Head Slytherin, this is what we are here for today!" said Dumbledore, taking out the locket he got in the cave.