[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

A week later, the transformation of Hogwarts was completed, and the photo of Umritch and Harry shaking hands with a smile made the headlines of the Daily Prophet. As stated before, Umrridge did not take any credit for it, but Harry did not. It is impossible to really not give any benefits to Umuriqi who needs the support of public opinion at this time during the interview, although he only emphasized his good relationship with the Ministry of Magic and his future career development expectations.

That's right, he already knew what Fudge was going to do. After all, he was with the Prime Minister now, so he was considered someone.That Sherlock Holmes who was very interested in the identities of himself and Roland, Harry began to seriously consider whether to cooperate with them. After all, there is a person who can read so much information from your handwriting, it is too scary.

However, Harry felt that Roland was the first to be exposed. This thousand-year-old ghost had no brains at all. Thinking of Sherlock's evaluation of Roland, Harry knew it well.

There is no Fudge in the photo. In fact, Fudge was there when the photo was taken. I don’t know if he was afraid that his black face would affect the emotions of the readers. It is rare that Minister Fudge did not occupy the best position when taking the photo, but was only on the side. A small belly was exposed.

"You're going to piss Fudge to death." Draco leaned on Harry's back and handed him the letter from the Muggle world, "A letter from your little prince."

"He's three or four years older than me, right?" Harry took it and opened it in front of Draco. It turned out to be their minister, who passed the palm of his hand, and the other party was asking Harry, do you want his baron's name? Change it?

Harry blinked, "This is threatening me." Draco's face also changed, how could his people be threatened by others.Harry thought that during this period of time he had less contact with the other side, and his identity as Hallet would no longer be needed in the future.Harry took out the two identity badges from his pocket and handed them to Igger, "Send them back, Hallett won't exist in the future."

Igger disappeared into black smoke, and Harry pulled the man over from behind, "I'll hand over the liaison office here to Jonny for him to sell, help me think about it, where should we choose to buy a new one? "

"You still want to stay under Grindelwald's nose?" Draco raised his eyebrows, really?

"It doesn't have to be under his eyelids, anyway, Newgamende has already, ah, yayyah," Harry regretted, "I'm going to write a letter to Grindelwald first asking him to go back to Newgamem Germany."

Draco looked at the man who ran to the desk and started writing the letter, the corners of his mouth widened, as if Harry was cuter now - no, more like a lion. "Harry, do you think he would really believe it?"

"How will you know if you don't try it, in case he gets confused."

Grindelwald looked at the two letters he received at the same time, "Are you really taking me for a fool?" In fact, he didn't care much about the place in Newgarmond, it was just a commemoration.

"My lord. That Harry Potter is nothing to worry about."

"No, he will be a good opponent." Grindelwald handed Harry's letter to Igg who was waiting for a reply, "Tell him, thank you."

Yige tilted his head and disappeared into black smoke.

Harry said that what he wanted was not a thank you, but it was already a windfall. After all, Grindelwald, who already knew the news, didn't need to say a word.After Draco noticed Harry's unwilling expression, a tome appeared in front of him: "Review."

"it is good--"

When Harry was doing employment consulting, a new dividend came into the account. Harry looked at the number on the contactor, looked up and said to Professor McGonagall, "I want to be an environmentalist."

"I'll give you another chance." Professor McGonagall messed up the things in his hand, "Say, what do you want to do?"

Can the devil do it?Harry cleared his throat. "Minister of Magic."

"Come again."

"Headmaster of Hogwarts."

"Harry Potter, I hope you will take this consultation seriously."

"Nurse - am I kidding, uh, Auror?"

"Very good." Professor McGonagall was more or less prepared for what Harry would do in the future, at least he would not be an Auror. "Here are the forms and inquiries. If your grades meet the requirements, I will write you a letter of introduction."

Harry blinked. In fact, he liked Bill's job quite a bit. Compared to Aurors, he still had a few goblin friends after all. It's a pity that they are still in the expulsion period.

"Harry, what are you going to do?" Neville looked at Harry who came out with a complicated expression. Is he excited or regretful?

"Tentatively it's an Auror." Harry felt that he was still not suitable for a serious career, and there were too few people who could control him.

"Really, I want to choose a trainer, but Professor McGonagall might suggest me to be a therapist." Neville blinked, "After all, she likes higher demands."

"It's a good thing she didn't ask me to be Director Auror." Harry shrugged, and then saw Neville looking at him with a shocked and funny face, "What's wrong?"

"Brother, this is just a preliminary career plan. All careers start from scratch. Who knows what the requirements of Director Auror or the Minister of Magic are, right?" Neville looked at Harry, who was embarrassed, and suddenly realized .

"So, judging from the above results, what is your wish, Mr. Longbottom?"

"Professor, a professor." Neville squinted and smiled: "I think I will try to get the chance to stay in school after graduation, and then go out and travel for two years before coming back."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips even tighter, as if Harry's current class had started to have some moths when it came to serious business.

"Mr. Weasley,"

"Er, I suppose, a Quidditch player?"

"Miss Granger."

"Ministry of Magic, International Magical Trade Standards Association."

Well, Professor McGonagall chose to give up.

Compared with Gryffindor, Slytherin's employment consultation is much simpler. [-]% of the Ministry of Magic and [-]% of the Pharmacist's Association, and the remaining [-]% are ready to take over after graduation and then do it at will.

The rest of the matter was much simpler. For Harry, the OWLs exam was not difficult for him, but the preparation before class was very hard for him.

"Professor—" That's right, it was Harry.

"Senior Potter—" That's right, it was Harry.

"Harry—" Well, it goes without saying.Harry turned around, "I remember I was just a substitute professor, I didn't even leave homework."

"Yes, we want to ask if we can watch your exam." A group of beanies looked at Harry, behind him was the sixth grade who had finished the exam. Should Harry be thankful that the seventh grade also had the exam.

"Okay." Harry waved his hand, "but don't disturb other people's exams."

What are the consequences of having an audience?Harry stared at the invigilator above, "Mine, Animagus?"

"Yes, I remember that Mr. Potter is the only underage registrant." The examiner looked at Harry seriously.

Three seconds later, a black lion appeared in the classroom, whining helplessly as if asking for advice to change back.

"I really want to touch it." The audience at the door sighed, and Harry turned back into a human body as soon as he rolled over, "Ahem, is it okay?"

"Of course, Mr. Potter."

Two days after the exam, Harry looked at the cubs who practiced the spell, all wearing a badge of a black lion on their chests—"Who did this?"

"We customized it with w&p store." The first grade black-haired lion cub looked at Harry with admiration.

"Customized—how much?" Harry smiled and looked at the little lion who didn't consciously rest but started to be absent-minded and the little badger next to him. Fortunately, these people also had it.

"Everyone who knows." Harry turned around and looked at the people who came to visit because he didn't have a class. He knew that it was the man in front of him, including the strange request.

"Draco." Harry pulled the man over, and said, "First of all, I will confiscate these things, and no one in the study group can wear them."

"Professor, don't worry, these are not reminiscent of Voldemort." A Hufflepuff girl came to the front, tugged Harry and comforted him.Harry froze for a moment, these children did a good job of alleviating fear, and, "Are you worried about me?"

Harry knelt down and looked at the girl.The girl nodded: "My parents said that people who have experienced battles and wars will leave trauma, whether it is in the body or in the heart."

"Although some people don't seem to care on the surface, we must respect that experience and never mention it again." The little girl's voice was clear and sweet in the classroom, and Harry smiled and covered his eyes, "Little cutie, you It's going to make me cry."

Harry stood up, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, I apologize, but I still have to confiscate this badge, it's too ugly."

Draco laughed from behind, he knew that this cute but not domineering image designed by the twins would be disgusted by Harry, because Harry was pure black.Harry took out his communicator from his pocket, "If you still want to have a team logo in the future, you can come to me to get this, or go to your seniors and sisters, understand?"

The magnificent shape and the message displayed on it made the first-year kids start to nod, "Professor, someone sent you a message that Fury wants to see you."

Harry's complexion changed, "Ahem, this is an accident." Draco continued to practice with the first-year brats. No one cared what Harry would teach in class, or everyone knew that he would not follow the steps, but he would teach suitable.

"How long will I be substituting for?" Harry wondered why Dumbledore didn't find a new professor.Draco shrugged, "Now the parents are very relieved to know that you are a substitute teacher, and no one will apply for it at all."

"I know, one of them will definitely come." Harry blinked, and he prepared to make Fudge useless.

In the Malfoy house, Lucius looked at the letter of engagement in front of him, and his facial muscles began to tremble.

In the Slytherin dormitory, Draco chased Harry all over the place, his wand kept emitting an ominous green light.Harry ran around without any image, and the Slytherin next to him who was about to go on vacation silently hugged himself tightly, using himself as a pillar.

"Little dragon, believe me, it will be beneficial." Harry lay down with his head twisted, put on the invisibility cloak in the next second, ran behind Draco, reached out and snatched Draco's wand, "at least I will be controlled Are you staying?"

"What are you holding on to?"

"Abstinence."

"Harry Potter!"

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My hand hurts, three days off,,,