Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

"Not very friendly?" The other end of Wenrun's communication terminal sent this message, "What's wrong?"

"I just feel like this semester is kind of bad," Claudia replied to her CEO, "in every sense of the word."

"So you mean this semester is not very friendly to you?"

"Is such that."

There was no further reply from the other end.

Philip Parkinson was amused. The Miss Albert he knew gradually lifted the mysterious veil and became like ordinary people who have the same troubles.

Such as bad luck, such as others suddenly losing their friendliness towards you. It is in sharp contrast to the previous image of being so effortless.

However, although he has not attended a school for wizards, or in other words, he has not been in any school environment, he still considers these to be insignificant "minor issues".

If Albert needs to plan more, for her, instead of completing these courses step by step, which can be a lot better than others, she needs to experience more things that require him to experience.

Taking advanced classes was like a gap year, and Phillip didn't see the benefits of it.

If he could ask this directly, Miss Albert could actually answer it for him:

This is about politics. If you want to enter the Ministry of Magic, it is a good choice to have a high starting point from the beginning instead of climbing up step by step. Obtaining the title of President of the Student Union is a good choice.

And this usually requires one to move steadily upward.

If she temporarily breaks out of the current grade, it will be difficult for her to be a prefect. Above her grade, purebloods with malicious intentions abound.

For many people, grade and age can also become oppressive assets.

"How pitiful." The person over there replied, "Would you like to send you some new products to change your mood? Dear boss?"

"That would be the best." Claudia replied, "If it is something nice and small, I will be very happy."

Philip was a born businessman. During the years when he was oppressed by his family, he never stopped learning.

If you ask him if he is interested in magic? The answer is inevitable, no one will refuse the magical power of convenience.

But people with this kind of power have no time to take care of people without magical power, so naturally this research cannot be carried out.

He has gone from being empty-handed to now having a small amount of money, and he already feels very satisfied.

He was prepared to have some money and enter the world of Muggles when the time was right - to see what a world that was not focused on magic was actually made of. It's interesting how non-magical methods can be used to manipulate people's minds.

He was waiting for the right moment.

The other end of the address book stopped replying. Claonia fiddled with the latest machine he had on hand, thinking about when to put a scaled-down version of this technology into the market to earn more funds.

Then, a hoarse voice sounded.

"Miss," said the strange voice, "Clonia Albert?"

Claudia turned around. She had just said goodbye to her friends and was going to enjoy some private time before going back to do math problems.

He is a new professor whose behavior in class is a bit out of line.

"Is it convenient for you to come to the office with me?"

This time he looked extra polite, no longer in an aggressive manner, with a relaxed smile between his brows and eyes.

"Okay, Professor."

Moody's office was unlike anyone else's. Maybe he didn't have time to arrange it, because both the table and the stools were empty. There were only a few scattered textbooks piled on the floor.

He sat down and rested his cane-like animal-shaped feet on the wooden pole in front of the stool.

"Please take a seat," Moody said, and Claudia felt no ill will at all.

"Please forgive me for my previous behavior, girl." He said sincerely, completely different from his previous state of being a tough guy who was not easy to mess with. "I'm just curious about what kind of person can get 12 outstanding people."

"If you came to the school to teach last year, you would have seen it." Claudia smiled, "Hogwarts is always full of talents."

"But there are only a handful of people as famous as you," Moody said. "I just did it when my head got hot."

"So did you get the results?"

"Of course." He looked serious, "I think you are a good candidate for an Auror. You know, as a former retired Auror, I think the team lacks talents like you."

He raised his own flagon and took a sip. The smell of alcohol was not strong, and he closed the lid very quickly, but Claudia still smelled a familiar sour smell.

It tastes like malt that has failed to ferment and has gone rancid. Some alcoholics are keen on this taste.

"Did you know?" He sneered disdainfully, "There are many Aurors who are idiots who can't use the Iron Armor Charm. These guys can't even basicly protect themselves, and they still want to arrest criminals?"

"A bunch of losers think they have some kind of ability, so they are full of loopholes and can't do anything well."

This is indeed a rather sharp comment: "No way?"

"So this is a failure of magic education." Moody said, "Your class has the highest excellence rate I have ever seen. I heard that there are reasons for you here - I am very curious -"

"Then the credit must go to Professor Flitwick." Claudia humbly shied away from the false name, "And Professor Lockhart. He restarted the Dueling Club, although something happened in the end that made the club exist for a long time. It stopped inside, but eventually it reopened."

"Professor Flitwick is now the instructor of the Duel Club." Claudia said, "He is very powerful. The Defense Against the Dark Arts course includes dealing with dark creatures and breaking curses, curses and counter-curses. These and curses The connection between learning is very strong.”

"Yes, yes, Flitwick is really good," said Moody. "Years ago."

"I'm referring to your organization." He said, "How about it? Is there any good candidate you can recommend to me?"

Good candidate, what happened? Recommend her members to become Aurors? During this time period?

Claudia believes that he does not have such a strong sense of justice to launch his own members at such a time. But having an Auror to support him certainly didn't hurt.

"My organization?"

"Well-known among the students."

"All I know is a reading club about reading and studying, Professor." Claudia laughed, "It's not really an organization, it's a club at most."

"Then what are the conditions for joining the club?"

"As long as you like reading or studying." Claudia answered him, "When people with common hobbies are together, there will be more atmosphere."

"Just like people who like Quidditch will participate in Quidditch trials, people who like reading will also like the way people communicate together."

However, most of the groups with such "hobbies" just happen to have the same characteristics.