The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

Now Hogwarts is in a state of panic. For some reason, Dumbledore also made it clear to the Ministry of Magic that dementors cannot be introduced into Hogwarts.

However, Sirius still escaped from prison, so now most of the people in Hogwarts go to class in groups, except...

"Of course, you can use any illegal spells to deal with danger, but you obviously don't need to worry about it now." Olynworth smiled and looked at the trio in front of him... Oh no, it should be Foursome, after all, Draco and their relationship is also very good.

"Why?" Harry asked a little strangely.

"Because I'm your professor now." Orlingworth crossed his legs, and his words echoed in the empty classroom.

"Very well, now five points from Gryffindor for your thirst for knowledge, and ten points from Gryffindor for Harry's courage to question the question. Of course, I will also add two points to Slytherin. "

Orlynworth blinked mischievously, watching Draco's clearly dissatisfied expression.

"Wait, professor, why didn't Zeyue show up in class for a few days." Hermione found a very interesting question.

"Oh, leave him alone and concentrate on your exams. He has already learned all the knowledge in the sixth grade, so naturally he can't be bothered. I wish you all a happy weekend!"

Orlingworth smiled and waved, and they walked out of the classroom.

"That idiot assigned so much homework, so happy!" Ron pouted a little dissatisfied.

"Oh, Ron, although you are right, you are not allowed to talk about the professor behind his back." Hermione turned her head and said to him with a serious face.

Ron turned his head, as if what I said was the truth.

During the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Orlynworth entered his ring space with a look of excitement.

Yan Zeyue in front of him looked at him pitifully, her hands were hung up by chains, and there was a red mark on them...

"*, nosebleed." Orlynworth quickly covered his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

In fact, not a little awkward, but super awkward.

"Xiao...Xiao Yuan'er..." Yan Zeyue called out pitifully with red eyes, and his body writhed a little uneasy.

Oliverth: "!!!!!!"

"Well...wait for me, I'll cook." He quickly ran out holding his nose.

Although his psychology is still a little perverted, that room was specially made for Yan Zeyue when he was on vacation.But being perverted doesn't stop him from getting a nosebleed.

Thinking of Yan Zeyue's miserably bullied appearance just now...

(I think I still have to emphasize again, it is Yan Zeyue? Olympus...)

However, it soon occurred to Orlynworth that on the first weekend of this semester, some old scumbag asked him to go to his place for tutoring...

It was good that his good mood soon cooled down.

He sighed, leaned against the wall a little tired, turned on his phone, and found that in the group called Huaguoshan Water Curtain Cave Meeting in Qingfeng Palace, a bunch of people were scolding their bogus boss.

(Isn't it? Is it? Doesn't anyone want to squeeze his staff even on weekends?)

(I declare that the overtime pay will be increased by two hundred from now on!)

(Is there a possibility that there is no such thing as overtime pay...)

……

Oliverth: "..."

Anyway, seeing someone like him makes him happy.

He smirked for a while holding the phone.