Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 9 I may die
While Hardy continued to work on the development of 1-star Eudemons cards, Auror Braden came to visit again.

This time, he brought a young man, who should be a rookie who just joined the Auror team.

As an "veteran", Braden naturally wants to show the new Aurors to the scene.

"Hey, Mr. Ollivander, take good care of the young lad's wand, and follow the rules."

Brayden gave Hardy a "you know" look.

Faced with the door-to-door business, Hardy naturally would not refuse: "Relax, take a deep breath, everyone will have a first time, it's nothing... it won't hurt, who told you it would hurt? It's a rumor! "

Hardy comforted the young Auror and led him to the room behind the wand shop, and Braden followed with a look of schadenfreude.

After half an hour.

"Oh! My God, Mr. William, I may die..."

The sound of the young Auror panting came from the small black room.

Seeing the young Auror pedaling desperately on the unicycle device, Braden stood aside and commented: "Hurry up! Hurry up! Stand up and pedal when you have no strength, you are far worse than me like this! "

Seeing this, Hardy pointed to the list next to the device expressionlessly: "Braden, to be honest, this young gentleman's performance has surpassed yours."

Braden glanced at a list that had never been seen before, and saw his last name at the bottom.

In order to protect the privacy of customers, Hardy only recorded the last names of the participants when making the list.

"Oh, Mr. Ollivander, you must be mistaken. How could this weak Smith be me?"

Braden whispered, "I'm not the only Smith in London..."

Seeing the young Auror in front of him blushing and still working hard, and his name kept jumping up and down the list, Braden's expression turned a little abnormal.

As if to ease the embarrassment, Braden suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Mr. Ollivander, I heard about the bombing on the platform a few days ago. Are you also at the scene?"

Seeing Hardy nodding his head, Braden said, "It's a great luck that you were not injured, although I heard...you were the one closest to the explosion point at that time."

"It's just luck." Hardy didn't point out the existence of the "British Wall", which was his important protection against unexpected accidents.

"Anything going on with the platform bombing? News reports say you've captured two house-elves."

Speaking of this, Braden frowned: "The house elf... Oh, yes, that's right... Those two servants who are loyal to their master are unwilling to speak no matter what."

"House-elves have been proud of obeying their master's orders for generations. Loyalty is their badge of merit. I think there is a reason why the master behind the scenes chose them."

Braden agreed with Hardy's analysis: "The analysis is good. At present, we only found out that these two house elves went to a magic food processing factory to steal bomb berries and cultivated them to maturity. It's broken here."

Hearing this, Hardy pondered: "So that's the case... What's the motive?"

Hardy looked at Braden: "Have you found out the motive behind the arrangement of bomb berries on platform nine and three-quarters? Maybe you can try it from this angle?"

"Motive? Platform Nine and Three Quarters is not Gringotts. There are all kinds of rare treasures hidden in it. Why do people attack it?"

Braden's frown tightened even more. Their line of business was always extra-braining, if they had any.

"All in all, thank you, Mr. Ollivander, for your ideas. To be honest, you remind me of a novel in the Muggle world, but unfortunately I can't remember its name."

Braden spread his hands, and immediately looked at the tired young Auror, who was slumped on the ground, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and dragged him out of the room.

"It's time to go back, young man, you are still far behind me!"

Watching the two of them off, Hardy turned his head and looked at the list next to him. On it, Smith ranked third, and the young Auror just broke into the top ten.

With Hardy working day and night, more and more Eudemons cards were produced.

1-star Phantom Beast Card Cat Ear Maid.

1 star Eudemons card Camellia Elf.

1 star Phantom Beast Card Earl's Bride.

1-star Eudemons card melee witch.

1-star Phantom Beast Card Whip Professor.

1 star Phantom Beast Card Western Tauren.

1-star Phantom Beast Card Wolf Pack Princess.

……

Obviously, most of the Eudemons cards produced by Hardy are female characters.

Don't ask why, just ask, it's just that the female characters are better looking, and Hardy creates them more detailed and realistic.

Among these 1-star Eudemons cards, the most unique one is Professor Leather Whip.

It was inspired by an unnamed potions professor in Hardy's school days.

Among the Phantom Beast cards that can only reach 3 stars after a bunch of complements are formed, Professor Leather Whip is the only unique existence that can reach 4 stars!

"I hope the Potions professor, who can't be named, can forgive my rudeness. This is a great sacrifice I have to make for the cause of teaching!"

Hardy muttered silently in his heart.

In addition, due to the existence of a large number of alchemy products in Hardy's entire room, some indescribable changes have taken place.

However, Hardy did not notice the subtle difference before and after this.

Soon, time passed.

September has arrived, and the Hogwarts school season is coming as scheduled.

On the night before the freshmen registered, Hardy received a letter from Professor McGonagall, which said:

Dear Professor Ollivander:
In view of the fact that there was an explosion attack with unknown intention on the [-] and [-]/[-] platform a few days ago, in order to protect the personal safety of the little wizards, please temporarily garrison the platform on the day of registration, Hogwarts will arrange another reliable partner for you .

Vice-Chancellor Minerva McGonagall (signed).

Folding the letter paper, Hardy put the 12 Eudemons cards into the suitcase, slowly raised his head, and looked in the direction of Hogwarts through the window.

His career as an alchemy professor is about to begin.

……

November 9th, exactly 1:7 a.m.

The shiny Hogwarts Express train is preparing to depart on the platform.

A dense crowd of people kept pouring in from King's Cross Station, and several conductors spread their hands, trying their best to maintain order.

"Hurry up...act fast...today is your sister Ginny's school day!"

On the platform, Mrs. Weasley was looking at the little wizards frolicking with displeasure, trembling with anger.

For Ginny to go to school, today she got out of the warm bed at three o'clock in the morning, but was dragged to the present by a few dawdling boys.

"Be careful, ma'am, this broken load-bearing column is being repaired, please don't get close to avoid injury."

Wearing brand new professor robes, Hardy stood at the scene of the attack a few days ago, reminding Mrs. Weasley who was passing by.

"Oh, Ginny, come and see, this is a Hogwarts professor, alive!"

Mrs. Weasley saw Hardy with a twinkle in her eye.

She covered her mouth and looked at Hardy excitedly: "It turned out to be him! Is he a professor at Hogwarts?"

Mrs. Weasley touched Ginny's head: "Look! Ginny, when I was young, I was surrounded by young guys like this."

Ginny Weasley, who has reddish-brown hair, greeted Hardy obediently and restrainedly, and turned to look at Mrs. Weasley: "But you still chose Dad, didn't you?"

"Oh, yes, the night your dad confessed to me was crazy...God, I shouldn't have brought up this topic in front of you, it's too sinful..."

As if thinking of something, Mrs. Weasley waved her hand immediately, then turned her head and shouted, "Where's Ron? Where did that kid go? Can he be lost at this distance? Poor Harry..."

(End of this chapter)