The Mysterious Return of Hogwarts

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"professor?"

"What professor?"

"Oh, haven't I mentioned it to you yet? Principal Dumbledore invited me to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the new school year, and I agreed."

Neo pulled the collar with both hands, deliberately showing a proud look to observe the expressions of the twins.

He had to first find out whether the young students respected him as a professor, so as to plan his attitude toward the students when the semester started.

If the children have good moral character, recognize the Hogwarts teaching system, and can express their awe for themselves, Neo will feel that he gave up the more meaningful subject of alchemy and chose to lead this group of children. There is value in playing games for babies wearing breast patches.

Otherwise, Neo will have to apply to the Ministry of Magic for Defense Against the Dark Arts... several death indicators.

The reason is easy to find. This subject is too uncontrollable: "Even professors will die in office, what about students?"

The twins couldn't accept that their friend, whom they had only known for a few days, suddenly changed, separated from the crowd, and stood aloof.

They looked surprised at first, and then looked at each other and laughed. Even Ron on the side was holding his belly, and the child was shaking so much that he could not stand still.

Neo also smiled. Very good. Let Lucius type an application form to the Ministry of Magic tonight.

Fortunately, they still remembered the purpose of inviting Neo and asked for help, so they calmed down their expressions after a while.Neo therefore reduced the target number of people from 10 to 5.

"Okay, listen, Ron's right here, and he's kind of impatient to get a wand. He's been talking about it since morning."

George pushed Ron on the shoulder and winked at Neo.

"Also, dear Neo, we thought about it last night, Ron is our brother and he deserves a new wand, not a second hand one."

"Of course, what George meant was...to get a new wand at a discount. We raided everyone's piggy banks and found two gold galleons...Ron contributed five silver coins. But, that was the money he got from selling last year’s Christmas gifts, and this kid originally planned to use the money to buy a pair of shoes..."

The twins talk to each other, and the way they talk cross-talk doubles the temperament of poverty. Yes, there is no other word that is more suitable to label the Weasley family.

George and Fred were grinning, and Ron behind them raised his hand to wipe his eyes and grinned as well.

Neo hated the emotions shown by these three children. He kept recalling the scene of one of the twins dying, and suppressed the irritation in his mind.

I am a loner and have no relatives.

"Hiss..."

Nagini bumped her head gently against Neo's neck. She must have sensed Neo's unhappiness.

"Bring it."

Neo's way of getting rid of sadness is to make others sad. He didn't seem to have any intention of freeing himself from the twins' exaggerated performance. George shrugged and put his hand into Fred's arms.... Video of Neo recalling his past life We've seen some of the more classic scenes in the past, and the scene where Harry was paying for snacks on the train was funny, but today, the twins knocked it out of the park.

It's outrageous, two gold galleons can fill a money bag.

Neo took the money bag and threw the heavy bag into the air next to him. Dobby, who was carefully protecting the cage, immediately caught it and then became invisible again.

"Is that a house elf?"

Ron's eyes widened.

Neo shook his head. He didn't know what to say and turned around.

"Since we are going to make a brand new wand, we have to buy some materials."

Two gold galleons may be richer than the Weasley vault, but in Diagon Alley, where every inch of land is precious, it can only buy one bird feather: the tip of a thunderbird's wing.

Because it was a juvenile, the magic power concentration was lower than that obtained from an adult Thunderbird, so the shop owner discounted it.

"Hey, Neo, this feather is too bad for a wand core. You just took a bird and snake feather and played with it before!"

George took out the bird-snake wand from Ron that Neo had temporarily lent to them. The wand was a sample displayed by Neo. Now it was regarded as a treasure by Ron. He thought about what would happen if a new wand were used. If it doesn't suit his hand, this one is his. As for his brother's, he decided to give it to Ginny generously... No, Ginny has to buy a new one too, keep it as a spare, if mother gives birth to another one for them. My brother's words.

"What do you know about wands?"

Neo sneered. He felt that the happiness overflowing on these three boys was a bit distracting. He was just here to take advantage of Voldemort, so why did he bother to endure such a terrible thing.

"Hey kid, do you want one of those crap like those at Ollivander's, or do you want one of the real good stuff?"

Staring at Ron, Neo took the wand returned by George. The wood melted in his hand. The bird-snake feather nourished by his blood curse had become supernatural and terrifying. The roots sticking out from the root of the hair were It swims in the wood juice, extracting magic power to support the feathers that are constantly shaking in the air. Each hair is enlarging and shrinking, like a spider's claws.

They are nearly alive because Neo's curse attached to them robbed them of a sacrifice.

Even an ordinary opal could prevent powerful wizards from touching it after cursing a dozen Muggles, let alone this magical feather that drank in Peter Pettigrew's despair and fear.

Ron had never seen a wand core like this. In fact, he had only seen a wand core once. Charlie's wand was so broken that it was exposed, but how could the pale and thin unicorn tail hair match the wand's core? Compared to the vibrant bird and snake feather in front of me?

Throbbing in his chest, he swallowed dryly.

Neo knows all too well the deepest desire of an 11-year-old wizard, the wand, which is the embodiment of their mysterious yearning.As powerful as Tom, he also loves his wand persistently... until he thinks the Elder Wand is cuter.

"Hey, I don't understand."

"Then shut up, we don't even know how to maintain a wand."

George and Fred were also a little excited. They felt that they might have seen the secret skills of an ancient wizard family like Slytherin. Just like the alchemy in their own family, the poverty of the Weasley family was largely due to the inheritance from their family. Unique skills are too expensive.

To transform a scrapped Muggle car into an alchemical life, Arthur Weasley couldn't estimate how many gold galonios he had smashed, but he couldn't do it anyway.

"Ron, the choice is yours, and the future is yours."

Neo opened his notebook and turned to an inspiration he had written down before: [The possibility of symbiosis between the wand core and the wizard's bloodline].

A child cannot see the ghostly drawings in Neo's notebook. He only stares at the gorgeous and dangerous feather.

"what should I do?"

"Great, which hand is your dominant hand?"