Hogwarts' new house

The toad ran away, and the frog no longer knew where it went. The voice was still echoing in the burrow: "If Mr. Frog, the thief, doesn't fight you, he won't be able to defeat you. He's just a thousand-year-old senior and doesn't want to be like a little brat like you."

The people in the room looked at each other. The parchment scratched the header. Is that what happened? Cuihua didn't fight back even after being beaten by her master. It's because the senior didn't want to be on the same level as the junior.

Then why are you dueling with Elsa? Isn't it just that Elsa is boiling iron juice in a pot to make mines?

In Diagon Alley, Toad appeared at the door of Flourishes and Blotts Bookstore, muttering: "Damn it, slap me in the fart and imitate Sivir's Thunder Whip. Lord Frog has been tricked by your scrap paper."

When Foster was alive, he couldn't get Mr. Frog to recognize him as his master, but now he has been tricked into recognizing him as his master. That’s what the master is doing. He hit me and I got hurt. I got hurt when I hit him. He can’t be eradicated by magic spells. It’s stupid to fight him.”

Toad was extremely unhappy. He kicked open the door of the bookstore and shouted: "Brother Frog will give me one or three sets of all the books on potions and books."

Thinking about beating me every day, why should I save money for you and seal it for a thousand years? You need books to understand the world. I have one set, Sivir has another set, and the academy must save another set.

Mr. Frog is so considerate

"All books must be hardcovered and sent to Wintervale, Orkney Islands, and you will be given three times the travel expenses."

The sound of pindrops could be heard in the bookstore, and all the wizards looked towards the door. At this time, the young wizards had received the Hogwarts book list, and the bookstore was crowded.

Many wizarding families are still worried about the cost of books for the new semester, but a rich man has arrived.

Toad stood there in a daze, looked around and then looked at the clerk: "Why are you afraid that Mr. Frog won't be able to pay?"

It flicked it casually, and with a bang, a one-foot-tall solid gold dragon statue hit the counter: "Master Frog has plenty of gold, and the book has been sent to the owner of Winter Valley for collection."

Toad showed off, quickly put it away before the clerk touched the statue, and then rolled his eyes at the clerk. What are you thinking about? Sculptures from the ancient Roman period are willing to be touched by you.

The bookstore clerk immediately came back to his senses and smiled happily: "Okay, all the books will be packed into three sets and delivered to you in Donggu within an hour."

As long as you have money, a toad is also God

A little wizard in the bookstore whispered: "Are all the pets in Winter Valley so rich? Dad, why don't we go to Winter Valley? The newspaper said that schooling there is free."

The wizard who was following him immediately retorted: "You're talking nonsense about going to school as a lifelong event. How could I give up Hogwarts and send you to Wintervale just because you don't have to spend money?"

"But they are really rich"

The wizard said seductively: "Really good schools never rely on galleons to attract students. What attracts students is always professional professors and mature teaching methods."

"The less Wintervale spends, the more it proves that they don't have the foundation of Hogwarts and can only rely on gold galleons to attract students."

The toad glanced at the wizard, "What you said makes sense, but it makes me feel uncomfortable." What should I do if I really want to beat you?

I hate this era so much. It was better than a thousand years ago. I could beat whoever I wanted, and no one would care if I killed one or two people.

I thought that when Foster was able to capture Winter Valley, wasn't he also doing it by killing?

In the Burrow, Dumbledore said hello to everyone with a smile and left. Guzhen was tempting Molly to sign the employment contract.

No matter how open-minded Dumbledore was, the ancient town was recruiting outstanding wizards he trained in front of his face, and was studying how to build a magic school that could defeat Hogwarts. It always made him a little uncomfortable.

Although Dumbledore really wanted to give some advice to the ancient town. After all, in his opinion, many views of the ancient town, which has no experience in running schools, are too idealistic.

For example, after Mo Li proposed recruiting professors, Guzhen actually wanted to conduct a large-scale inspection of professors in various subjects, and issue wizard professor qualification certificates to wizards who passed the examination. Then, only those who have obtained the qualification certificates can become professors. This is purely whimsical. , which wizard would be bored and come to take part in your assessment?

In the Burrow, Tonks, Molly and Lupine also looked at the ancient town with doubts. They had the same doubts as Dumbledore. It’s normal for professors to go through an assessment before joining the job, but why do you want to issue qualification certificates to all professors?

"Is it difficult?" Gu Zhen blinked and looked at everyone.

Lu Ping's face twitched, please don't show such a cute expression, okay? Although you look only ten years old, in fact you are an adult. This kind of green expression will make people's stomach twitch.

Besides, is it possible that you don’t know?

"Unless you hit all the wizards with the Imperius Curse, no one will listen to you."

Guzhen knocked on the table: "It turns out that it can't be done. I also wanted to conduct a big assessment for all wizards. All wizards who have obtained the qualification certificate, regardless of whether they work in Winter Valley or not, will be given twenty gold galleons every month." Where’s the professor’s grant?”

The air was silent for a moment.

“Is there an age limit?”

"We sign up"

Two heads suddenly popped out from under the table and said in unison.

Molly was startled, and she whipped out the feather duster instantly: "George Fred is not allowed to eavesdrop, let alone interrupt, and I will not allow you to take part in the assessment. The first thing you should complete is your studies."

"Hey~" The two of them jumped out with their mouths licking.

Molly was a little embarrassed: "These are George and Fred, my fourth and fifth sons, a pair of mischievous twins who wandered off while eating just now."

After she finished speaking, she asked Guzhen again to wonder: "If qualified wizards have an income of twenty gold galleons every month, I think many wizards will sign up, but this will be a huge expense. What will the school use? To support And, why should we do this?”

Although she hasn't signed the contract yet, she has already assumed the position of Winter Valley's administrator and has begun to think about Winter Valley.

Guzhen smiled and puffed up his chest. I, Guzhen, am rich.

Moreover, as long as the professor qualification certificate issued by Donggu is accepted by most wizards and even forms a habit, no matter which school graduates, the first thing they want to do is to come to Donggu to take a qualification certificate, then Donggu is equivalent to the wizard education department. At home.

Is there anything more beneficial than this?

Guzhen Dangdang knocked on the glass on the table: "Ms. Skeeter, I think you know what to do, right?"

A brightly colored beetle was trembling under the glass.

Sometimes Gu Zhen admires these paparazzi, they are so eager to make headlines at all costs, and she doesn't know which news she smelled, so she actually came to the Burrow to eavesdrop.

When I broke through Pettigrew from the ancient town, I found her quietly lying on the table, being held by a glass and heard it now.

Didn't we cooperate well before? Why did you sneak up here again to break the news? There was no news before Pettigrew. Didn't you follow your second uncle to secretly take pictures of me?

Guzhen has already thought of the original headline of tomorrow's Daily Prophet: The heir to Winter Valley was picked up by middle-aged women and brought home