curse the world at hogwarts

If Snape came to explain, the Muggle parents opposite would not hesitate to call the police.

At first glance, he is no ordinary human trafficker!

At least it's selling human organs, like half a Hannibal.

"We still pay attention to the image of the school." Professor McGonagall thought for a while and gave the answer.

Rhine nodded: "You're right... huh? Wait a minute?"

Professor McGonagall, it seems you said something that would hurt Snape?

The over-aged cat girl didn't respond, but walked straight into the community.

But Rhine could swear with all the luck in his life that he definitely saw a wicked smile flash across the corner of Professor McGonagall's mouth.

You are also a naughty old man!

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-!"

The two of them knocked on a door, but Rhine's expectant eyes lost their luster.

Although he couldn't remember many things clearly, he was certain that Hermione Granger had no brothers.

"Mr. Justin Finch-Fletchley?"

Mag asked gently to the little kid inside.

Rhine: I don’t know you, but you seem to be in need of a beating?

……

After going around all the way, they didn't arrive at the door of Granger's house until dinner time.

Moreover, this is the last student who needs to be notified.

The wizarding world is not large in size, and there are only a handful of new students who enroll every year, and even fewer of them are born into Muggle families.

It can be seen from the fact that Gryffindor and Slytherin took flying lessons together in the first year, and there were only twenty broomsticks on the ground.

However, what Rhine didn't expect was that after Professor McGonagall knocked on the door and explained his purpose, the furry little beaver inside closed the door with a "clang".

"..."

Rhine admired Professor McGonagall's face with great interest as he almost hit the door. The frustration of being guarded along the way was quite happily released.

Then, the door opened again and Mrs. Granger's voice came out.

"...You can't be so rude..."

"But they are liars, and that man looks very dishonest at first sight!" Little Hermione's words revealed a strong sense of self-protection.

"..."

Mag admired the twitching corners of Rhine's eyes with great interest, and the troubles of being entangled in various strange problems along the way were also relieved quite efficiently.

Granger and her daughter look similar, but their lines are much softer and they give people a warmer feeling.

"Sorry, we don't quite understand your appeal..." She looked at Mag and Rhine in front of her with a hint of kindness in her gentle eyes.

I advise you to be kind - that's probably what I mean.

Professor McGonagall once again acted like a good old lady and said as if I understand you very well: "We do have some misunderstandings, but please give me time to explain."

As she spoke, she slightly raised her sleeves and said to Rhine, "Tarantella dance."

As soon as Mag raised his hand, Rhine felt vigilant in his heart and raised his wand the next second: "Grin and hula."

"Shhhhhh!"

The two magic spells collided in the air and instantly merged into one and flew towards the stairwell.

"Dear, what are you doing... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

The man who happened to walk out of the stairwell was laughing so hard that he couldn't control himself and danced strangely.

Rhine was fascinated by it and even composed a song specially for him.

"Na ah yea~ Na ah yea~ There is singing by the Qingshui River~"

Poor Mr. Granger had just finished a long day's exhausting work and was about to go home to enjoy the dinner carefully prepared by his wife when he was struck by the mixed spell of two unscrupulous wizards.

Mrs. Granger burst out with a dolphin-like scream, and little Hermione rushed out with a phone that could call the police at any time!

As if the chaos wasn't enough, after hearing two space-distorting scoffs, several Ministry of Magic employees apparated in front of them.

"Who's hexing Muggles?"

The leader was a lady with a shoehorn face, but her dark brown professional attire could not conceal her fussing look.

"Ms. Hopkirk," said Professor McGonagall, "just had a presentation accident in front of the new students."

Ms. Hopkirk followed the sound, and then she felt bad.

Although she is now a middle-level member of the Ministry of Magic's Office for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic, the stimulating shadow left by Professor McGonagall in her heart still cannot be dissipated.

"Professor..." she said timidly, "do you need our help?"

Professor McGonagall shook her head: "I think our Ms. Granger doesn't need any more convincing."

She was not referring to Mrs. Granger, but to Hermione Granger, whose jaw almost dropped to the floor at this moment.

"Are you this year's freshman?"

Ms. Hopkirk asked her subordinates to remove the curse for Mr. Granger, while looking at Hermione with a friendly look.

"I hope you can study hard and join the Ministry of Magic in the future. I can also be your guide."

Rhine suddenly smiled, and he remembered who this very familiar woman was.

Six years later, when Hermione and her two useless men infiltrated the Ministry of Magic, they knocked out three Ministry of Magic employees and used Polyjuice Potion to disguise themselves as each other.

The person disguised by Hermione was none other than Mafalda Hopkirk.

She really became Hermione's "guide" into the Ministry of Magic... another concept.

What a historic meeting!

After going through a lot of turmoil, the Granger family of three finally understood that they were not meeting a swindler, but a real wizard.

"Are you also a graduate of the school?" Hermione looked at Rhine with dripping eyes.

Her parents were consulting McGonagall about preschool preparation. The smart little girl quickly figured out everything and turned her curiosity to Rhine.

Rhine nodded: "I graduated from Ravenclaw Academy. If you have extraordinary wisdom and desire for knowledge, you might become my junior sister."

Although these words are suspected of dismantling the Iron Triangle, isn't the purpose of his actions just to cause trouble?

"Are you also a professor at the school?" Hermione was very distrustful of Rhine's age.

Rhine said with the same smile on his face: "I am the special guest of Hogwarts Castle Environmental Optimization..."

"The handyman of the castle," Professor McGonagall introduced to the Grangers calmly, "In a college where academics are generally excellent, he is called the 'Shame of Ravenclaw'."

Rhine looked at Mag speechlessly: As for that?After all, we are famous figures who have touched the magical world!

Although Rheinlang fought against the Death Eaters, he had shown fighting prowess far beyond his peers.

But back then, he used to add battle points for his goals, and in many subjects he was considered a scumbag among scumbags.

Even Transfiguration, a subject that is excellent in combat but requires a lot of accumulation, has been ignored by Rhine in the second echelon.

Therefore, Mag thinks what he said is reasonable.