The man behind Hogwarts

William roughly checked the room.

I don't know what caused it, but the condition of this original Potions classroom was in a mess.

The black spots all over the white walls have the color of mold and the texture of rocks, and they seem to exude a vague greasy fragrance.

The window glass is also too brightly colored.

So bright that it has a twisted atmosphere...

Apart from these two points, there are no other problems.

William stood up and asked everyone to go out together.

"Overall, our office is pretty good. At least it's big, bigger than the classrooms where we have classes."

"But, William, this room is too..." Cedric said softly.

"I know, we need to find the elves and ask them to help us fix it."

William said calmly: "The ceiling, walls, and floors of the room need to be processed, and the windows need to be replaced. It is best to make them brighter."

Evelin: “You can also add some decorations to make it warmer.”

"Well, our young people's offices should look younger and not be so dark and old-fashioned..."

The two of them were talking to each other, as if they were already decorating the room.

Cedric and Fran looked at each other.

Fran: "Do you know how to find an elf?"

Cedric shook his head and said, "I don't know. I haven't heard of any students bumping into him."

"Then why do William and Evelin seem so confident? Could it be that they have found the elf before?"

"......possible"

Fran quietly approached Cedric and whispered: "I know a way to find the elf."

"any solution?"

"Do you know the Weasley brothers."

Cedric lowered his head and thought back, "Are they the two Gryffindor sophomores?"

Fran nodded and smiled meaningfully.

Cedric: "If it were them, maybe it would be possible to know how to find elves..."

William quickly caught up with Snape.

"Professor, what do you think about the club fund I mentioned before?"

Seeing that the club office has successfully applied for it, William must settle the fund matter as soon as possible.

He had no intention of asking Lao Si for his opinion.

Since you have to pay for it yourself, there is little use in asking the school for advice. But when he thought about the possible expansion of the plan in the future, he decided to get approval from the school first for his next plan.

Snape stopped.

He turned to face William and whispered.

"William, your family situation is quite special. Although you don't have to spend money in school now, when you graduate, you will spend a lot of money in your future life..."

"Although you may have some money now, you should save it for your life after graduation."

Snape's voice was rare and sincere. Although it was still a bit cold, his good intentions could be heard.

William said sincerely: "Thank you, professor."

"I know you do it for my own good, but I insist."

Snape: "Have you decided? 500 gold galleons?"

"Yes."

Snape sighed in disappointment and said, "In that case, I agree."

"The rules are the same as mentioned before. You cannot pay them as wages, and you must inform me in advance when using the money."

"Okay, Professor."

Done.

Snape flicked his arm, raised his black robe slightly, and strode away.

The raised black robe was carried by the wind and could not be lowered.

William watched him leave.

Only then did the three Evelins step forward, following William's gaze and focusing on Snape.

"William, what funds, galleons... were you and the professor talking about just now?"

Evelin looked at him puzzled.

"What's going on? Is it related to the club?" Fu and Sai also asked.

William smiled calmly.

He motioned to several people to go together.

"Don't be nervous, it's a small plan of mine, a plan to help the club develop better."

Evelin opened her mouth to ask, but William waved his hand.

"Don't ask yet. Once the office is ready, everyone will know what the plan is."

"Humph." Evelin tied her hands on her chest.

"Then what do we do next?"

William smiled and said: "The next part will be divided into two parts."

"Evelin and I are going to find the elf and try to finish the office within this week; Fran, you two are going to the library to inspect according to the classification standards and decide which part we will start from."

Fran tentatively asked, "Do you know how to find an elf?"

"If nothing else, it can be found."

Fran breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, "That's good, we originally thought of a way."

William asked curiously: "Do you have any idea? Let's talk about it."

So Fran told about the Weasley brothers.

William suddenly realized when he heard this.

——It turned out to be Fred and George. According to the stories I saw in the previous life, they really knew the kitchen.

Now that you know the kitchen, you can naturally find the elf.

William patted his head and had some ideas in his mind.

Fred and Fred are now in their second year, and they seem to know that they can go to the secret passage in Hogsmeade, and they should have the Marauder's Map. These two points may be useful...

"Okay, now it's easier to handle."

The four of them separated under the central tower.

William and Evelin were together, and they were going to go directly to the kitchen.

Fran and Cedric went to class.

On the road.

Evelin asked: "You're not going to class in the second grade today?"

"Their class today is History of Magic. Do you think it's necessary to skip this class?"

History of Magic is considered the most boring course among Hogwarts students.

He was also the only class taught by a ghost. The teacher was Professor Cuthbert Binns. When he lectured, he spoke in a breathy and drawl that would almost certainly make you drowsy within ten minutes. Sleep; if the weather is hot, five minutes is enough.

William didn't dislike this course either.

But he would never spend time taking this class specifically. Time must be spent wisely.

Evelin seemed to have thought of something interesting and smiled coquettishly.

The crisp laughter is more beautiful than the sound of silver bells.

"What's wrong? Why are you smiling so happily?"

Evelin's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and her eyelashes were so curved and long that they were enviable.

She shook her head proudly, "I won't tell you."

"Oh, I'm not curious at all. Even if you tell me specifically, I wouldn't be interested." William curled his lips.

Evelin smiled and jumped forward, "I won't tell you anyway."

William shook his head and smiled bitterly.

From the front, Evelin said again: "Hurry up, your legs are obviously very long, but they walk slower than a turtle."

"Bold, who do you think is slower than the turtle?"

"A little bit." Evelin made a funny face.

"I'm talking about you, William the Big Turtle, slightly..."

William pretended to be angry, raised his legs and chased after her, shouting as he ran, scaring Evelin so much that she ran faster.

"Help, the turtle is biting."

William: "..."

He slapped his right foot and almost tripped himself.

Looking around, the little wizards on the road all cast horrified looks.