The Mysterious Return of Hogwarts

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"Albus, what does this letter to the Ministry of Magic mean? You actually appointed an 11-year-old child to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?"

As soon as Professor McGonagall opened the door to the principal's office, a cold voice reached Dumbledore's ears. Behind her was Professor Snape, whose voice was even colder than hers.

"Ha, I don't even know. Our respected principal has become so comatose. Do you want me to brew you a bottle of joy potion to adjust your brain? The materials have been laid out..."

Snape once again failed in the competition for Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year. Although he looked down on the candidate for the new professor every year, this year he went too far, which was outrageous. Could it be that in Dumbledore's eyes, every one Can a kid who looks like a first grader beat him?

"Oh, Minerva, Severus, are you here?"

Dumbledore did not bring out the honey black tea this time. Since the night before yesterday, he had no new professor problems to solve. He had been staying in the principal's office, waiting for Moody to mobilize his contacts to find clues. , right in front of you...

"Just in time to take a look at this thing..."

Dumbledore looked seriously at the teacup on the table. He had already pulled out the Elder Wand. With the output of magic power, the teacup on the table turned into an owl. "Poof", the owl's head was chopped off by something. Down, rolled to the side with a grunt.

"The Hanging Curse...it's a little evil curse that doesn't make much sense. It turns out that our principal also plans to learn black magic?"

Snape glanced at it, and then his mouth stiffened, he was angry.

But Professor McGonagall on the side closed her mouth. She lowered her head and looked carefully at the owl through the lenses of her glasses. After losing its magic power, it was transformed back into a teacup.

Seeing that no one spoke, Snape finally noticed something. This time he looked carefully. Dumbledore waved his wand again. This time, at the same time, he picked up a small crystal bottle from the table. There is only one drop of crystal clear liquid in the bottle, which is the tears of the phoenix. It can remove most of the known toxins and has strong restraint on black magic and curses.

It was very precious, but the three of them didn't say anything. They just watched quietly as it dripped on the newly transformed little badger. This time, the little badger raised its head, but there was another "poof".

"Exquisite curse." Snape's eyes widened as he seemed to have thought of something, "This is that person..."

"No." Dumbledore shook his head, "This is a gift from our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. By the way, he didn't use a wand when he cast the spell on this teacup."

Minerva opened her mouth slightly, and as soon as she took in a small breath, the calm head of Gryffindor quickly closed her chin.

"Neo... Slytherin, but he's only 11 years old!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I might have had the same idea as Severus." Dumbledore ended today's attempt. He straightened up and thought carefully about his encounter with Neo.

"But Neo is not him, it must not be, Tom dare not come so close to me with nothing."

Dumbledore was so confident that he had no idea that Neo had similar thoughts at the time. Was this Dumbledore really as strong as Tom remembered?

"I think this new professor may be able to solve the curse that we have been unable to deal with..."

Dumbledore looked at the tea cup. He was really not good at dealing with such things. Because of his early experiences, he rejected the study of black magic. Although he has reached a high level in the field of white magic now, his field is limited to the magical world. There is indeed a chasm.

He couldn't make a Horcrux of black magic, nor a magic stone of alchemy. Even cultivating a new magical creature was beyond his ability...Neo couldn't do it either, but he Young, he wanted to do it.

After hearing Dumbledore's reasons, Professor McGonagall was still a little dissatisfied. She felt that it was wrong to leave such a matter to a child, but Dumbledore only glanced at her.

"Years ago, it was a kid who helped us out of trouble."

At this point, Snape suddenly became angry. He stared at Dumbledore for five or six seconds, until Fawkes, the phoenix, took the new professor appointment record drafted by Professor McGonagall and flew away. Snape turned around sadly, Pushing open the office door, he left this disgusting place.

"Okay, anything else, Minerva?"

Professor McGonagall also turned around and walked out.

Dumbledore shrugged and sat back in his chair, but just as he picked out a small cockroach-shaped candy from the sugar bowl, the office door opened again.

It's Hagrid....and Quirrell who finally returns to Hogwarts.

"Excuse me, Principal Dumbledore, Hagrid and I are here to discuss the planning of the dragon farm."

Hagrid held his belly with both hands. He cleaned himself up a little bit for the first time and washed his messy hair. It was still messy, but at least there was no bad smell. He also changed into a new big leather coat with pockets Still a lot.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I'm ready!"

The half-giant said confidently.

Quirrell looked at him doubtfully, you are ready, why are you ready?

He just returned to Hogwarts this morning, and he hadn't seen Hagrid for less than a week. He didn't know that it would only take a week to open a dragon farm?

What about the dragon-raising permit, the venue registration, and the on-site review by the Ministry of Magic?

Dumbledore also looked at Hagrid doubtfully.

"Oh, Hagrid, what have you prepared?"

Hagrid smiled innocently, waving his big arms, and Quirrell quickly ducked aside.

"I talked to the horse people once and found a valley south of where they live. The environment there is great, with mountains and streams. I also read a lot of books about raising dragons from the library. , I will definitely be able to get the dragon breeding license later."

Hagrid finished.

Quirrell looked a little embarrassed, this is what Master Neo keeps saying...a reliable dragon breeder?He could only add a few words.

"I contacted Albaria. Although they haven't officially replied yet, a friend of mine has revealed to me that the license will not be difficult. It is just for training new dragon breeders. They probably have to delay it. After all, It involves some secret tricks of the three major families, so Hagrid shouldn’t be able to go to Albaria for training. He can only ask the dragon breeders in the UK for advice. If we know such people..."

"Dragon farm, I applied to the Ministry of Magic in the name of Hogwarts teaching facility. This will make it easier to pass. With the principal here, they don't dare to embarrass us, so the permission should be issued in a few days. , then the venue will have to be arranged..."

"...This will require additional staff. You know, Mr. Malfoy on the school board supports us...I took it upon myself to contact Mr. Charlie Weasley, He has been studying dragons in Romania after graduating from Gryffindor... In his reply, he said that he would be happy to come back to work at his alma mater and be closer to home..."

"The establishment of the dragon farm and new employee salaries...are all funded by the school board..."