A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 701: Negotiation progress

A house-elf?

With a thought, Harry remembered what Hermione said at Gringotts. The house-elves in the future world and Hogwarts agreed to join the Pan-Magical Alliance. Next, the Ministry of Magic will gradually clean up the old families. House-elves, especially those who are being abused...

The mental state of these house elves in Future World Company is surprisingly good, which may be related to the smiling faces on their faces, or it may be because the clothes they wear are close to the aesthetics of normal people, not just a pillowcase, but It was better than Hogwarts to be able to distinguish between jackets, trousers and the weird cloth strips used for decoration. For a moment, Harry suddenly understood Hermione's long-standing insistence.

He raised his head and looked at the lively little guys on the second floor, trying to identify a familiar individual, which was not easy. He scanned back and forth twice but found Dobby's figure, and was wondering Suddenly, he felt a hand tugging at his pants.

Harry looked down.

"Dobby?"

"Harry Potter, sir! Hello!" A house elf looked up at him with big round eyes. He was dressed somewhat similarly to Professor Flitwick in the school. Harry was familiar with Dobby, and his eyes glistened with tears of long-lost reunion.

Harry had a bad premonition in his heart, Dobby took two steps back and flew into his arms, two slender arms tightly wrapped around him, and his slender nose made his stomach ache, Harry spent a lot of time It took a lot of effort to break free, "You are fine too, Dobby." He said out of breath.

Dobby took a few steps back, eyeing Harry with a wide smile.

"Harry Potter, sir!"

Harry looked at Dobby, he was in good spirits, and his clothes showed unique preferences in many details, such as the magenta sweater inside his coat, which seemed to be a gift from Ron for Christmas that year; Wrapped in a tie, there was a green circle with two black dots embroidered in place of the tie clip, which Harry guessed was Dobby's handiwork, but he didn't know what it meant; Wearing two thick socks of different colors, she walked quietly.

"Mr. Harry Potter, please follow me."

The house-elf grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him through the crowd and up the winding staircase.

"Wait, wait, Dobby, I'm not here alone, there are some friends of mine, Ron, Neville, Hermione—" Harry said, looking back, and found that Ron was taken by his The two twin brothers were watching, Neville and Mr. Ollivander were together, and seemed to be asking Mr. Ollivander to check the wand; Hermione was completely gone, and she was still here just now—

"Dobby knows, it was Dobby who called Miss Granger away, and Dobby has something to give to Mr. Harry Potter!"

"You called Hermione away?" said Harry in surprise.

"Yes, Dobby follows Mr. Lupine's advice, and Dobby is willing to help." said the house-elf walking in front, and they came to the second floor, "Dobby has prepared Mr. Harry Potter's coming-of-age Gift—"

"Oh, um, thank you, Dobby." Harry was stunned for a moment, suddenly realizing that he was not short of his seventeenth birthday, and this month passed quickly. But then he realized that Bill and Fleur's original wedding date was also in these days, but it was not clear whether it would happen on time. And - what was Lupine looking for Hermione for?

Thoughts were swirling in Harry's mind, but all doubts were changed when he saw a house-elf in a pink lace pillowcase, "Dobby, is that Winky?" He recognized Winky's big brown eyes And the nose that looked like a squashed tomato, to be precise, he was more impressed with the latter feature.

But what really made him tell her apart from a bunch of house-elves was that she was one of the few who still wore pillowcases as clothes.

"It's Winky," said Dobby. They walked along the escalator, downstairs was the Great Hall of Sword Castle, and Harry could see the backs of heads of people downstairs from a height.

"But she's still wearing a pillowcase, why? Isn't she free?"

Dobby's pace slowed down, "Winky can't forget Mr. Crouch, Winky has been counting the days, saving money while counting the days, three years, two years, now only half a year left."

So Barty Crouch has half a year left to get out of prison? thought Harry.

They passed through more than a dozen doors along the way. On both sides of the door stood ten-foot-high magic puppets. These puppets came in handy when the Death Eaters attacked. Some. They stopped in front of a door that, if anything, had two handles, one of which was placed surprisingly low.

When Dobby turned the handle effortlessly, Harry's doubts were answered.

Inside the door is a huge and spacious circular space. Harry took a rough look and found several areas inside. In addition to the two rows of small benches on the work area, there is also a place for house elves to rest. All the furniture is Pocket, Harry thought he had grown taller.

He turned his head subconsciously, and Hermione's figure flashed past on the fifth floor in his sight.

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"Professor, are you here too?" When Hermione closed the door from the house, she was surprised to see that Felix was there, and Dobby only told her that Lupine was looking for her, and did not mention anyone else. Therefore, although Sword Castle is theoretically the property of Professor Haipu, she has no confidence in meeting the professor here.

Sometimes Hermione obviously has a feeling that if the professor resigns from the school one day, he may hide in a place where no one can find him (such as the moon) to study magic, and he will suddenly think about it after three or five years. When I got up, I still had a group of friends, so I went out to visit relatives and friends. But the professor is actually not good at dealing with people at all. Many of his reactions are thought out in advance, and he directly uses them when encountering different situations. This secret can only be discovered by the closest people. In addition, the professor is not an enthusiastic person in the first place, and there are very few things that can move him, so it gives people the impression that he is calm and unhurried.

Of course Felix didn't know what Hermione was thinking at the moment, he nodded to her and signaled Hermione to come over. There are other people in the spacious office, Hermione looked over in turn, Lupine, Snape, and—

"Professor Slughorn?"

Hermione's voice rose slightly, and she looked in surprise at the short, fat old wizard who was huddled into a ball on the sofa. , is Hogwarts Potions Professor, Slughorn.

"Come here, Miss Granger, we were just talking about potion simplification." Slughorn said kindly. Hermione chose a seat to sit down, and he continued: "Felix mentioned that you have similar experiences. Last school year, you united students from four colleges, didn't you? In order to meet the O.W.Ls exam..."

"That is different from what we discussed to do." Snape said coldly, he did not forget that the source of those simplified formulas was the textbooks he had used, and the above content was essentially a trick, he said He was very proud of this in the early years, but later gave up these practices because it was not beneficial to the improvement of Potions.

"You're quite right, Severus," said Slughorn absently, "but I think the dexterity and leadership shown here deserve credit... Of course, we have to Talking about things is more difficult, my suggestion is to start with the easy part, it is written in the textbook!"

Hermione listened for a while, and found that they were talking about how to make potions available to ordinary people. Snape had warned in class not to try to get Muggles to take potions, because you can't be sure which potions require the magical participation of the wizard himself, and no potionist has counted them yet.

Snape and Slughorn chatted nonchalantly, and many potion theories that were not written in the textbook were casually uttered by the two, and Hermione half-understood. They spoke slowly so that she could take a notebook and write it down. Just then, she heard a chuckle.

Hermione looked at Felix blankly.

Felix lowered his head, revealing the curved arc of the corner of his mouth from the profile. He coughed twice, took out a silver pocket watch from his pocket, and said with a normal expression: "If you don't plan to develop in the field of potions, there is no need to listen. I have summarized a comparison table of spells and potions to show The results are almost the same...I came to you today because of another matter, and I need to ask for your opinion. Oh, I recommended you, and I think you are suitable..."

Before Hermione could speak, Snape suddenly looked at Felix, and said eccentrically, "The subtlety of potions lies in the nuances. Experience the subtlety of it, and the beauty that is enough to make your heart sway.”

Hermione blinked, is this saying that Professor Haipu doesn't understand potions? She looked again at Professor Slughorn.

Slughorn, although not as direct as Snape, also expressed the same meaning euphemistically. Hermione's tried and tested ability to generalize came into play again, and it concluded that both of them meant the same thing - don't listen to the layman.

Felix rolled his eyes, flipped off the watch cover, and Varen got out from inside, ducked his head to avoid the hand of the big devil, ran to Hermione, and danced and gestured. Hermione's heart skipped a beat, the golden card? She looked at Felix, who turned his head abruptly.

At this moment, the door opened from the outside, and Ms. Bones and Mr. Weasley walked in. Both of them looked tired.

"You look tired, the negotiations are not going well?" Lupine asked mildly.

Mr. Weasley took off his glasses and lowered his head to wipe the lenses with the corner of his clothes. He was a little bald, and one could not help but worry that he might have a haircut similar to Slughorn's in a few years. Mr. Weasley muttered, "That's enough. The Muggle Prime Minister has brought in a group of legal experts to challenge us. In short, we have made limited progress all morning."

"We are not superior in numbers," Lupine said: "This makes us unable to develop in many areas, such as law. The text clarifies our expectations for this society." He paused, and then said: "Do we have a plan to deal with this situation?"

"Of course." Ms. Burns forced a smile and cast admiring glances at Felix, "Because of the existence of the Pan-Magical Alliance, they have no excuse to order wizards, but they want to restrict wizards through cumbersome laws Freedom. We proposed the concept of joint law enforcement and external windows at the right time, which caught them off guard, and the negotiations will continue tomorrow."

According to Felix and her thoughts, the wizards will not completely let go of the restrictions for a long time, and they will be in their own way in terms of management. It is well designed at the beginning, but adopts the strategy of one case, one judgment, and the accumulation of small things becomes more and more, and the provisions are formed.

Joint law enforcement deals with emergencies, and the two sides also need a stable communication window. There are currently two types on paper, one is a store that sells special items for wizards, and the second is to establish a fixed location where the two parties can communicate and interact freely within a certain range, including but not limited to cooperation in technology and magic , contact, so that ordinary people have the opportunity to contact magic and so on.

They chatted for a while, and Ms. Burns talked about the business, "The law is the focus of the next negotiation, which determines the right to speak of both parties. I don't think it will be easy to negotiate. It happened that the trade issue was mentioned this morning. If there is still no progress tomorrow, I am going to discuss this aspect first."

"Let them see the possible benefits of magic, which is conducive to achieving better results." Felix nodded in agreement, and then asked: "Has Babajid Abbakind contacted you?"

Ms. Burns sighed. "No, he just sends a representative every day to ask for a record of the day's negotiations. To be fair, he is a very capable person, but he is now facing a completely unfamiliar field, and he has to be responsible for dozens of Ministry of Magic , cannot and dare not make decisions lightly.”

She shook her head, she would be helpless in that tricky position without the help of others.

"You've hit the point," Lupine pointed out sharply. "He couldn't figure it out himself, and he was worried about making a mistake. So the opportunity was delayed like this."

"Find an appropriate opportunity to invite him to meet," Felix said.

"The right timing?" Ms. Burns thought for a while, and seemed to think of something, "Let me arrange it. There are two more things, the first thing—" She looked at Snape and Sla Ghorn, "——it has something to do with potions, potions first, and then medical treatment. Magic still has an advantage in this regard."

"I need people," Snape said calmly, "a lot of people."

"Yes." Ms. Burns nodded and said, "There are a group of potion masters temporarily living in Diagon Alley, and I will extend an invitation to them in the name of the Ministry of Magic. Professor Slughorn, I know your When you are old, you have the right to enjoy a peaceful life, but at this time, we need your strength. Even if it is just a suggestion."

"Oh, of course, that's no problem." Slughorn said: "I have retired for decades, and finally found that the school is the most suitable for me. I think I will stay in Hogwarts, but if The students are not in the mood to study at all, and I, the professor, have nothing to do."

He said thoughtfully:

"Speaking of it, Dumbledore reminded me... well, in his last days...he said that school is the safest place and the most suitable place for the elderly. If even the school loses its peace, other places It will only be more unbearable.”

Everyone in the room fell silent, as if they suddenly remembered something. If there was one thing they all had in common, it was that Dumbledore had approached them a few times over the past few months... albeit for different reasons.

"The second thing is..." After a moment of silence ~IndoMTL.com~ Ms. Burns adjusted her monocle and continued.

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"Television interview?" Ron looked at Hermione in surprise, as if she was talking about something out of the blue.

"What's going on?" Harry asked.

"It can be understood as a way to increase trust between the two parties. You should know that the Ministry of Magic is going to select some non-magical people to visit the wizarding society. The reason is the same." Hermione explained, "I'm not the only one, Mr Weasley and Professor Slughorn are on the list."

"My dad is going to be on TV?" Ron said with a little excitement, "He didn't tell the family, oh, yeah, he's been too busy lately."

"So I have to get ready, there are not a few days left," Hermione said in a hurry, "I have to go to the library to look up information—"

"The library probably doesn't have what you're looking for," Harry reminded her.

"Why not? The history of wizards, the culture of wizards... there must be." Hermione rolled up her sleeves, looking like she was doing a lot.