From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

It is him again!

Calvin felt that Barty Crouch's appearance in this incident was both unreasonable and expected.

Barty Crouch is like a spider connecting these recent events together.

Calvin's forehead was sweating slightly and his breathing began to quicken. He hadn't been this excited for a long time: "Finally, I have some fun to play."

Buendia was puzzled for a moment: "Mr. Cappe, what did you say?"

"Nothing," Calvin calmed down, "Were your people followed by anyone during the investigation?"

"It seems there is, and here it is written." Buendia turned the parchment to the last page, and it read that someone had been following him since he started investigating Bertha Jorkins.

Calvin sneered, "Crouch is afraid that he is not exposed fast enough." Then he took out a badge and said, "Give this badge to your subordinate, what is it called, Figo? Let him go to me Take shelter in the protected area.”

After sending Buendia away, Calvin took out a piece of drawing paper and began to draw. As time passed, a middle-aged man wearing a black wizard robe and neatly combed short gray hair gradually appeared on the drawing paper. Witch - Barty Crouch.

Barty Crouch, how can I use a mentally disturbed woman to bring you down?What happened to this Bertha Jorkins that caused you, who is always cautious, to make two major mistakes.

Calvin's first thought was of a male-female affair, but he quickly ruled out this possibility - the Ministry of Magic was not full of idiots like Fudge, at least not Crouch.

So what shady thing did Bertha do about Barty that Bertha saw?

Calvin has no clue for the time being. He plans to ask Rita when he has time, but certainly not now because he has to go to class.

Calvin came to the fifth grade classroom with his thoughts in mind. The little wizards below were a little scared when they saw Calvin's serious expression. This usually means that their last test scores were very poor, and the homework in this class will not be too easy. .

Calvin stood on the podium and fell into a brief silence, which made the little wizard below even more frightened.

"Cape, Professor?" Percy Weasley summoned the courage to ask, "It's time for class."

"Ah, oh?" Calvin came back to his senses and stopped thinking about Barty Crouch for the time being. He took out a stack of parchment and said to the little wizards: "I'm very happy. Your mock exam last time Good results.”

This made the little wizards present breathe a sigh of relief.

"However, this does not mean that you can relax in the next time," Calvin's voice suddenly became stern again, "There are only three or four months until the OWLs exam, and you are still just satisfied with getting an A, An E grade, I think, is far from enough.”

"So in the next time, your spare time will be challenged. I hope you can persevere. It will be easier when you reach sixth grade. I will also take you to the protected area to contact more magical animals."

The little wizard under the podium was silent, feeling that Professor Capet was the incarnation of the devil.

"Now turn the book to page 134. Today we will review the differences between the Norwegian ice wolf and the Greenland snow direwolf."

……

After finishing what he said today, Calvin left plenty of time to answer questions for the little wizard.

"Professor Capet, how should you tell the difference between the claws of the Norwegian ice wolf and the Greenland direwolf after removing them?" A burly little Gryffindor wizard raised his hand and asked.

Calvin tilted his head, "Wood, if you had listened carefully enough to the theory class last year, you wouldn't have asked this question."

"But Professor, you said that you need to use magic potion to distinguish," Wood said a little aggrieved, "We didn't have that kind of magic potion during the exam."

The other little wizards also began to complain.

"Okay, kids," Calvin quickly suppressed the classroom that was about to boil. "In fact, if you use your brains, you won't ask such low-level questions. There is a very simple way."

Percy raised his hands excitedly.

"Very well, Mr. Weasley, tell me." Calvin was happy that there were smart people in the classroom.

"You can use the Tracer Spell. There are obvious traces of magic on the ice wolf's claws." Percy said proudly.

Calvin nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, five points for Gryffindor. Children, you have to learn to be flexible. Potions can show traces of magic, and so can the Tracer Charm. If you don't learn the magic well, you won't be able to learn it well." I know how to use the Manifestation Charm, and you can also try using the Super Sensing Charm.”

"The classification of magic is never an independent room, but an interconnected organic whole. I showed you in the first lesson the close connection between magical animals and ancient magic texts and spells."

The little wizards looked at him dumbfounded, and the discussion stopped abruptly.

"Professor, Professor Capet, isn't what you said a little too difficult for us?" a Ravenclaw witch whispered.

Calvin looked a little helpless, "Ms. Crevat, you are all in fifth grade. How many of you will attend my advanced class next semester? How much more simple knowledge do I need to teach you?"

"But the connection between different magic disciplines you mentioned is so profound." Many young wizards below nodded in agreement with Crevat's view.

Calvin also had to agree with this statement. The connection between different magical subjects he proposed did require more in-depth study. At least seven years at Hogwarts were not enough. This knowledge should be taught elsewhere. For example, a university.

Calvin further confirmed a point of view. In today's British magical world, education is not good, and neither is the system.

Back in the office, Calvin took out the "Holy 28 Tribes" that Snape gave him as a Christmas gift, and looked at the name Snape circled in red on it.

Benjamin Burst, Director of the Office for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic, Holy 28.

Jesse Flint, Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, Holy 28 Tribe.

Wellington Selwyn, Director of the Department of Magical Transportation, Holy 28 Tribe.

……

Although Voldemort failed and his men, the Death Eaters, were also captured in Azkaban, pure-blood ideas still have tenacious vitality. The Holy 28 did not lose. They occupied the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot. Plenty of locations, always ready for a comeback.

Calvin closed the book and tapped the hard cover with his fingers, "Dumbledore, why don't you take a few more steps? I don't believe you can't see that Voldemort and them are just using each other. Or do you think that it's just a matter of mutual use?" Maintaining a semblance of peace is enough.”