A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 735 Extra Story·Longbottom

The changes brought about by the release of the magic world are in all aspects. Today, the floating island, as the largest transportation hub and transfer station for wizards, connects the wizard settlements in major regions of the world together, linking up the entire magic world invisibly. Facilitates communication between wizards.

The international mail business on the floating island is also booming.Any ambitious company will find a way to set up an office here, explaining this phenomenon with a widely circulated saying: Here, the world is at your fingertips.

But there is another piece of advice that follows: Make sure you have the permits before stepping over the flames, otherwise you will be kicked back, and in addition to the footprints on the buttocks, waiting for you are tickets and summonses.But don't worry too much, the government agencies stationed on the floating islands are specially set up to deal with such problems.

After running for several years, at least you don't have to worry about fighting because of language barriers.

A week before the opening ceremony of the World Cup, Neville received a letter from Harry.He was washing up above the Leaky Cauldron when an owl flew silently through a second-floor window and landed on the sink shelf, startling him.

"Hello, Hedwig," said Neville with a mouth full of bubbles, holding out a hand.

Hedwig puffed up her feathers and jumped back two steps, avoiding the wet hand, and lifted the leg with the letter bound.Neville opened the letter carefully, scanned it quickly, and his eyes gradually brightened.

After a few minutes, the two heads came together.

"There is enough time, we can set off with other professors." Hannah said. "I'll write back to Harry right now," said Neville, eagerly searching for paper and pens all over the room.

The two married a few years ago. After Neville left the Ministry of Magic, he took over from Professor Sprout as herbal medicine professor at the school, and Hannah took over the Leaky Cauldron as the proprietress.The combination of the two makes the students feel very cool.

Two days later, the sky was slightly brighter, and the early risers in Diagon Alley noticed that the sign at the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron had a sign saying 'Closed during the World Cup' and it was locked.No one was surprised. This year's World Cup has attracted too many people's attention. Even if they are not interested in Quidditch, they still want to join in the fun.It is said that there is a lot of novelty goods available during the competition.

Neville and Hannah came to Hogwarts through the fireplace in Diagon Alley. It was summer vacation and there were not even a single student. Professor McGonagall stood among a group of professors, wearing a feather hat and a slim dark green robe, Looks just as classy as Emmeline Vance next to it.

Pomona Sprout was waving at them both, and Neville waved back.Professor Sprout has retired and usually lives in Hogsmeade, but she often goes back to school to visit the little cutie she raised in the greenhouse, and gave Neville a lot of advice when he joined the job, especially teaching him how to get along with Sne Professor Pu dealt with.

"We don't make trouble, but... brewing potions requires a lot of herbs."

This helped Neville a lot.

Professor McGonagall nodded to Neville and Hannah, "Is it just you two? Frank and Alice, and Hannah's parents?"

"They're already on the island," Neville said cheerfully, "and sent us a stack of pictures, Luna, Seamus, Dean, too. Granny stays at home, she's not interested in Quidditch." Professor Greg sniffed.

"My parents can't spare the time," Hannah said, shaking her head.

"Well," said Professor McGonagall, glancing at the others, "Emeline, Pomona, Sybil, all—oh, sorry, Felius, just the right number. Our Vice-Chancellor is out of the house." Material is absent again, though this time he can be forgiven a little bit, and according to the Daily Prophet, he appears to be in a power vortex...I have serious doubts. Let's go."

"I don't know how Professor Bubbaji is doing now." Neville whispered, this professor also helped him a lot.

"She'll be all right in heaven," Hannah said softly.

Neville nodded, and Professor McGonagall furrowed his eyebrows as he passed by the two of them and heard their conversation.

"Professor Bubaji was only invited to do research on the moon, and she will come back." She couldn't help explaining.

"Well, I hope she's doing well," said Hannah sincerely.

"If it were me, I wouldn't be so sure," Trelawney interjected. "I observed the astrology before the trip. Judging from the angle between the moon and Mars, it is not suitable to travel recently, and it is easy to encounter accidents."

"Thank you for the reminder, Sybil." Professor McGonagall said, "Felix happened to have been to the two places you mentioned, and I'll ask him for his opinion." She took the lead and walked away.

"I never knew Professor Trelawney was interested in Quidditch," Hannah whispered.

"I don't know either," Neville replied in a low voice, "but another divination professor at the school made it clear that he doesn't like Quidditch, so..."

Trelawney, who was wearing six or seven layers of veils on her head, turned her head suddenly, as if she heard the two whispering, scared them to shut up quickly.Emmeline smiled at them.A group of people appeared in Hogsmeade Square, and beyond the crowded crowd, they could see that a temporary fireplace had been built here, and it was chaotic.

"Don't squeeze! Come in order, the door of the Three Broomsticks is the door key storage..." A somewhat bald Auror shouted to maintain order, and the wizards in front of them jumped into the flames and disappeared in circles. Soon it was their turn Neville and them.

"Designated location, the Pacific Ocean—[-] kilometers west of the floating island, Ingersoll Island—" Auror lowered his head to check Professor McGonagall's ticket, and shouted habitually, before seeing clearly the members of the team, He was taken aback, "Principal McGonagall? How many other professors are there? You can apply to go to the island directly without transit."

"We're not in a hurry," said Professor McGonagall, "and there are sights along the way."

"Well then, I wish you a pleasant journey," said the Auror.

The swirling green flames took Neville through the furnace doors, followed by a monotonous period of dizziness, more difficult than using Floo powder in the past, and he finally found that his legs had landed.He stood on a stretch of sand, with the sea breeze blowing against his face, the dazzling sun shining on his face, and the sound of footsteps and voices everywhere. Neville looked around and was stunned for a moment: it was different from the desolate island he imagined. A bikini beach.

There are at least a thousand parasols on the beach, some people are surfing in the sea, and there are also paragliders and broomsticks flying in the sky. A little girl walks in front of him, holding a purple flying carpet in her hand. The middle-aged man with a round belly dozed off.

"Wow, did we come to the wrong place?" Hannah asked, who had just come over. She stepped on the soft sand with one foot and almost fell down. Neville hurried to support her.

"No." Neville said happily. He pointed in one direction. The sea was clear and clear, so he could clearly see the small island hanging above the water in the distance. Hannah was suddenly happy, "It does look a bit like Squashed ice cream. What are those little dots next to it?"

"It doesn't look like much when you look closely," said Neville. "Those little dots should be wizards on broomsticks. They may be scouting the weather and guarding against storms at sea; or they may be simply playing duel games, you know, just Riding on a broomstick, aiming for takedowns, one-on-one or melee, but only with certain spells, this sport was very popular among Aurors for a while, I forgot whether it was Harry or Ron who came up with it idea."

Hannah looked at Neville.

"Oh, I'm not very good at Quidditch," he said guiltily. "Professor Sprout thinks it's best to keep your feet on the ground as a professor of herbalism."

"I did say so," said Professor Sprout, coming out of the flames, glowing with joy, her soft gray hair blown high by the sea breeze, "have you ever been in Room Seven? I always thought my alter ego was kind of wild, but cool."

"I've talked to everyone in it, and it's been very beneficial," says Emmeline Vance.

Several professors stood on the beach with Neville and Hannah, looking at the golden sand and the endless blue waves. The floating island seemed to be slowly turning. The sun shone on it, faintly reflecting the giant snake scales coiled around the foundation of the island.

Twenty feet away, two workers waved small flags under parasols.When they entered the range of the parasol, they were surprised to find that it was much cooler under the umbrella.

"Special benefits." A staff member said, "We are worried that we may suffer from 'anthrophobia'. There are tens of thousands of people here."

"There are so many people? Are they all tourists?" Professor Flitwick asked in surprise.

"Yeah, there are always people who are worried that the floating island will fall, even though it has been floating in the sea for 12 years. There are such people, whether they are wizards or Muggles, so they would rather choose to come to the island to pitch a tent for the night." Another A staff member said that they handed them a form, and Neville wrote everyone's names.

"What about the opening ceremony? It's at night." Emmeline Vance inquired curiously.

"Maybe I got myself drunk." The registration officer said humorously.

From his mouth, Neville and the others knew that the passenger boat to land on the island came every hour, and they had almost half an hour of free time.They walked around the neighborhood, bumping into acquaintances along the way.It was Bill and Fleur, both of whom were wearing very cool clothes. Bill was wearing a pair of beach shorts, sunglasses, and a silver earring on his left ear, which happened to be a pair with his wife's moonstone earrings. Fleur was wearing a one-piece swimsuit. The silver waterfall was draped behind her head, which was dazzlingly beautiful, and beside her stood a young girl who was almost beautiful.

"This is Gabriel, my sister." Fleur said with a hoarse voice.

Neville and Bill exchanged a look, and they stepped aside.

"Did you get the letter too?" Neville asked.

"Got it," Bill said brightly, "there's a lack of manpower on the island, and we're happy to help, and the kids can be put in the care of Gabriel," he whispered, "don't let her hear, she thinks she's got a big deal." task."

Neville glanced over there, they were chatting happily, he heard Hannah pointing to an African witch and said, "Lee Jordan chased her." Neville blinked in confusion, and saw a tall black witch The skin girl, it took a few seconds to barely recall her identity - Nona Leibert, a contestant who represented Waggadu in the competition in the fourth grade.

"We're waiting for the rest of the family to arrive around today and tomorrow," Bill said, "except for the couple of Ron and Percy, both of whom work in the ministry. To coordinate with this large event, it is estimated that we will have to wait for the opening ceremony." Only a day or two before the holidays. Already stayed one night, and the wizards from Fiji brought their mascot Dakuwaja, a distant relative of the mermaid that can turn into a shark. And dragons! Charlie would love it .”

Half an hour later, Neville and Bill's family respectively—"Sirius and I formed a band called 'Furkids'!"—boarded the passenger boat to the floating island.The huge ship parted the waves, and the seagulls followed. The people on the ship stood on the deck talking and laughing, with anticipation in their eyes, but as the ship approached the floating island, the voices became sparse, and everyone was silenced. Touched by the power, completely lost his voice.An upside-down mountain stood out of nowhere on the sea, casting a huge shadow that covered the passenger ship from a long distance away. They slid a long distance in the shadow, surrounded by the sound of peaceful water, and finally came to the bottom of the island.Suddenly someone screamed. Neville raised his head, and an extremely huge snake head was facing them. The rough scales extended upwards, forming a scene like a rocky forest. The snake tail was held in its mouth. The foundation was wrapped around six or seven times, and almost merged with the island itself.

The boat stops below the island.Everyone leaned on the railing to look out, and there was something shining in the shadows in the distance.

Then they heard the sound of ropes and machinery going, and a moment later a luminous floor came toward them, suspended securely above the water, and connected with the ladder.The glowing thing also became clear, it was an elevator, and a magic lamp hung from the top of the elevator.

The people on board stared at the elevator the size of a telephone booth in a daze.

"Line up! Get ready to disembark!" The crew shouted at this time, "The interior space of the elevator is limited, and it can carry 100 people at a time. Please don't be crowded."

Frozen in the air for a few seconds, one person shouted: "This is magic!"

"Yes, it is indeed magic." The crew member said quietly.

(End of this chapter)