Salted Fish Professor at Hogwarts

[Dark Powers: A Guide to Self-Defense]

Regulus searched his mind and could only think of this textbook. When he was in school, this book lasted for seven years and was the most important textbook for this course.

As for some other miscellaneous books, they are not suitable to be used as textbooks for this course.

'This saves trouble. One textbook lasts for seven years, so let's reply to Professor McGonagall first!After I answered the letter, I waited for school to start and enjoyed my last period of freedom. '

Returning to his room, he came to the desk by the window, took out a piece of parchment and started writing.

"Dear Professor McGonagall:

We haven’t contacted each other for many years, but recently, I was invited by Dumbledore to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in the next school year.

The teaching materials for this course are still the same as before. There is no need to change. You will continue to use the book "Dark Powers: A Guide to Self-Defense".

This is the only thing I hope to know.

You haven’t seen your former students for many years,

Regulus Arcturus Black. "

After finishing the letter, he folded it, took an envelope from the drawer, stuffed the letter inside, took out the wax paint and his family's coat of arms, and sealed the envelope.

When he finished all this, he discovered that he didn't have an owl!There was actually no way to get him to reply.

"It looks like I have to go to Diagon Alley. Should I go to the Owl Post Office to mail it, or should I buy an owl myself?"

Talking to himself, he put the written letter into his pocket, picked up the staff that had never left his body, and headed to the Leaky Cauldron.

The easiest way to get to the Leaky Cauldron is to use the fireplace, but his fireplace has not been maintained for many years, and the connection to the Floo network has been disconnected, so there is no way to use the Floo network to reach the Leaky Cauldron directly.

He picked up his belongings and left the house. After walking a few steps outside the door, there was a bus stop. This time he chose to go to the Leaky Cauldron the ordinary way, which was also a tribute to his previous life as an ordinary person. A memory.

I found a bus going to Charing Cross Road on the platform, waited for the bus to get on and put in coins.The coins in his hand were the ones he had not used before, and the source was still the two robbers in the town.

As for his attire, ordinary people just cast curious glances. In a country like the Rotten Country, nothing would surprise anyone.

I reversed my car once and after more than 20 minutes' journey I arrived at Charing Cross Road, where the Leaky Cauldron is located.

Watching the ordinary people walking on the street, walking towards the Leaky Cauldron Bar located between the bookstore and the record store. When he approached the bar, his figure disappeared into the street, and his disappearance did not cause any disturbance to the surrounding people. To the attention of ordinary people, the Muggle Expelling Curse is still at work.

When he pushed open the door of the Leaky Cauldron and walked into the bar, the originally noisy bar became silent the moment everyone saw him.Some wizards even looked down at the newspapers in their hands, and then looked up at him.

He looked around with some confusion, which reminded him of the scene when the Boy-Who-Lived first arrived, but he ignored it and continued walking towards the bar.

Old Tom at the bar looked at Regulus walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"Long time no see, Mr. Black! What would you like to order?"

"Hello, Tom, I don't need it for now. I'll go to Diagon Alley first and order something when I come back.

Haha, there are not many times when your bar is so quiet! "

Old Tom reached out and took out a newspaper from under the bar, then placed it on the bar and made a gesture for him to read.

Looking in the direction of Old Tom's finger, the front page of the newspaper was a photo of him, a photo from his student days. This photo was still very familiar to him. It was taken from a photo of the Quidditch game at that time.

[How Death Eaters escape the punishment of the law!Dumbledore's behind-the-scenes deal! 】

A huge headline came directly into view. The moment he saw the newspaper, he understood what was going on. He was on the Daily Prophet, and it was also the front page headline.

Just such a title is enough to make people who read it think about it and then look at his contributor, Rita Skeeter.

'This paparazzi is really blind if he doesn't go to the UC Shock Department! '

After understanding what was going on, he didn't really take it seriously. Anyway, it won't be long before the wizards' attention will be attracted by other news, which won't have any impact on him.

He nodded at Old Tom, walked around the bar and walked towards the entrance to Diagon Alley in the back patio.When I came to the trash can, I tapped the tip of my staff on the wall behind it a few times, and then the entrance to Diagon Alley was revealed.

Stepping into Diagon Alley, I saw the wizards walking around in the alley. Some were beautifully dressed, some were very shabby, and some were abnormal and looked like homeless people.

Regardless of the many wizards in the alley, the destination of his trip is Ila's Owl Shop or the Magic Zoo. He is here to buy owls. He may not have the leisure to wander around Diagon Alley until he is done with his business!

First of all, he did not go to either of the two stores. Instead, he walked towards Gringotts, the landmark building in Diagon Alley. Of course, he had to withdraw money first to buy an owl. Without money, he could not do anything.

Go through the second silver door and approach Gringotts, enter the magnificent hall, and walk directly towards an empty counter.

The goblin on the counter was weighing the ruby ​​on a scale, pretending to be very dedicated, without even raising his head.

"I'm going to go to my vault and get some Galleons out!"

"Have you brought the key?" The goblin still didn't raise his head, he just raised his eyelids.

Stretching out his palm, a bronze key appeared in his hand.The goblin saw the key and reached for it, looked at it twice and then put it back in his hand.

"Come with me!" The goblin finally made a move at this time, got off the counter and led him towards the underground vault.

He got on the small mine cart and headed underground, passing through many layers of goblin protective magic and finally arrived at his vault.

Looking at the number 712 on the vault, the goblin confirmed it again before taking the key and opening the vault door.

When the door opened, there was a small mountain of gold coins inside, not even a single Sickle or Knut, all of them were Galleons.

He walked closer and counted two thousand, put it into the money bag that had been casted with the Traceless Stretching Curse, and walked out without staying too long.

Sitting on the small mine cart again, the goblin controlled the mine cart and began to return. When passing by Vault 711, he was reminded again of his reckless brother who was still imprisoned in Azkaban.

This vault belongs to Sirius, that is, Sirius Black. His vault and Sirius's vault were opened to them by Walburga when Sirius was 14 years old. In the memory, when the two of them had their own vault, it was so... happy.

'My big brother, you stay in Azkaban for a while, and I will get you out when the time comes! '

When he was recalling this, the small mine cart had already brought him back to the ground.