harleyscars Chapter 330 New Changes at Hogwarts
Chapter 330 New Changes at Hogwarts
Chapter 330 New Changes at Hogwarts
But when a person starts to do something seriously, time flies by quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it turns from morning to dusk, and Ron, who hastily ate two bites of food and just raised his hand to hold a pen, would lie back and sleep for a few hours to let his mind clear.
It's not how much he likes to swim in the mountains of books and the ocean of knowledge, but if he moves slowly, what two months?That's bullshit, and even the summer vacation has to be paid for.
Although there are very few documents about the Silver Age, demons, and the abyss, if the scale is enlarged to the entire planet, even if only half a page can be found in one place, it will add up to a terrifying weight of tons.
The hundreds of scholars who were urgently dispatched to study ancient characters are all acting as assistants for translation and collation. Without their regular classification and relying on him alone, he may not be able to read all of them without sleeping for a whole year. literature.
"I must be bald."
A face that looked extremely haggard due to staying up too late lifted up from the endless sea of books. At first glance, the red eyes looked like bloodthirsty demons. It would be nice if all the demons looked haggard and dry, but This is not, this is a medal obtained by sleeping less than [-] hours in four months, even if he is already a half-dragon, such an overdraft is completely beyond his tolerance.
The trembling hand threw away the characteristic pen that held the pen very well and wrote exceptionally smoothly, then raised it to the top of the head, and rubbed vigorously for a long time.
"Why does it feel a little wrong?"
Ron, who hadn't touched his baldness, finally regained his energy. He worked hard to turn his brain, and it took him a long time to dig out a model of an alchemy formation in his mind. rise.
The lush red hair grows wildly like the endless leeks. The hair that was originally not long enough to reach the shoulders has grown a lot longer. I don’t know who wrote the ingenious big ponytail. Just put aside that A face that is impossible to be girlish can actually be called a pleasing sentence.
"What the hell are you people doing while I'm sleeping!"
Ron, who couldn't laugh or cry, shook his long hair. He couldn't do anything except go to the toilet. During the hours when he slept all the time, someone would wipe his body and change his clothes. I was a little unaccustomed to it at first, but after sleeping heavier than a pig, I didn't feel it at all.
He also pointed out that the knife straightly cut off the excessively long hair, and with a flash of fire in his hand, the red hair that had been reduced to ashes was cleaned up by the magic spell. The freshness of the short hair made him extremely comfortable.
"boom!"
The loud noise of clapping the table with both hands shook the spirits of all the people staying here, and then heard a slightly hoarse shout.
"If I dare to agree to such an outrageous thing next time, I, Ron Weasley, will be the biggest idiot in the world!"
"It's finally done! My uncle is free!"
"Hahahahaha!!!"
"I'll leave the finishing touches to everyone. I really don't want to stay in this place for a second. Goodbye!"
Just like the husky who was locked in the kennel for half a year, the back view left by Ron to everyone was completely the same as that of the husky who had fun, but the hundreds of people left behind by him did not have any dissatisfaction with this.
Four consecutive months of crazy overtime close to 007, they have long regarded this young man as a warrior worthy of respect, if they don't yell twice after the work is over, they will even wonder if Ron is because of overworked spirit Something went wrong, but so far, the kid wasn't crazy.
As if escaping, he quickly ran out of the cage that had trapped him for several months. When he breathed in the fresh air outside, Ron wrinkled his nose and almost cried out. This is free air!Unprecedented sweetness.
But before he could take a breath of the wind of freedom, an old man who was an eyesore appeared in front of Ron.
"Professor Dumbledore, your old man is still alive?"
"A century has passed, and you also drank the elixir of life? Merlin, you are such a lucky old fellow."
Leaving these two sentences behind, Ron turned his head and walked away. He didn't want to talk to these old guys who eat people and don't spit out their bones. Dumbledore in a nest of mice couldn't give him a good face either.
Hearing this, Dumbledore somewhat showed a look of embarrassment. This wave of operations that used Ron more ruthlessly than the production team's mule is really a bit inhumane. Thick-skinned don't care about these.
But Lao Deng didn't like losing face like this. His blue eyes that contained sparks of wisdom flickered slightly, and a kind smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
"Sweet Flower Stuffed Chicken, Matsutake Stuffed Meat Roll, Fresh Shrimp and Crispy Potato Cup, Huo Huo Meat Sauce Noodles, Kabayaki Eel Meat, Golden Shrimp Balls, Baked Seasonal Vegetables with Crab Roe and Ham, and the secret Xiantiaoqiang, if not enough If so, we are ready."
"Stop stop! Stop! Stop!"
"You can hold back!"
Clutching his stomach that was roaring loudly, Ron, whose legs were limp, would have knelt down on the spot if he didn't use his other hand to support the ground.
Ron, who hadn't eaten at all in the past few months and forgot to eat more, was able to survive before hearing these exciting things, but this opened the door.
Hard-hitting people can't bear the feeling of being hungry.
He raised his head in resentment, and stared fiercely at the smiling silver-haired old man with his bloodshot eyes.
"You are really old torture kings."
The sound of gnashing of teeth was clearly audible.
"Then eat?"
Dumbledore walked up to Ron with a smile and helped him up from the ground with great effort.
"Eat! I have to eat you to bankruptcy!"
Swallowing the saliva in his mouth, a fierce look appeared on his haggard face, and there was no sympathy at all at this moment.
Although this group of ruthless old men are extremely ruthless in cheating people, they are still willing to feed this hungry red dragon after they are done cheating people.
Ron, who directly transformed into a dragon, didn't talk about eating etiquette at all. Elegance has nothing to do with this giant beast that looks like a war weapon.
Those delicacies carefully crafted by skilled chefs who have been immersed in cooking for decades were caught by invisible magic hands before they could be put on the table, and they were thrown into the mouth that was deeper than the abyss.
After eating endlessly for nearly six hours, Hong Long, who went to the toilet more than ten times, finally patted his stomach and burped deafeningly. The master in charge of cooking almost changed three times. It's baked.
But this retaliatory wolfing down also dissipated the depression in Ron's heart. He is not a person who cares about every detail, and he stepped on this pit himself, so it doesn't make any sense to blame him.
He casually put on a large cloak to cover his naked body after returning to human form. Sufficient nutrition allowed the exhausted Ron to return to his former health and strength. He only needed to sleep in the dark for a few days and lose his eyesight. He is a hero again.
He took a bottle of energy-enhancing potion and rinsed his mouth. Ron almost drank the drug-resistant energy potion to hold his eyelids and prevent him from closing his eyes and falling asleep immediately after drinking and eating. After all, Dumbledore saw He ate for six hours, so he must have something to say.
Ron dropped the bottle and set his eyes on Dumbledore.
"It's only a week to September."
"More than four months? It's my luck that I didn't die suddenly on the table."
Ron twitched the corners of his mouth, probably laughing that he was strong enough.
"Tell me something, I'm really in a hurry to go to bed, I'm so sleepy."
"Sleep at ease in a while, I will send you back to the dormitory room, I haven't been there for more than a year, I know you miss it very much."
Hearing this, Ron rolled his eyes for a while, but even if he went to school, it is much easier for him to go home now than other students. If he goes back quickly, he can avoid asking for leave.
Dumbledore still smiled gently. He patted Ron on the shoulder. The kindness on the old man's face was not fake. He liked this child. A serious and hard-working child will never be annoying, although he It's so naughty.
"By the way, since next week is the start of school, I just managed to get the textbooks out now. It will take a few days for the final simplification and finishing. Where is the teacher? So is it too late?"
"It's ready." Dumbledore said with relief, "Although there will be at least six condensed textbooks for three years of study, we don't need to wait for the finished product to come out before giving it to the teacher, at least the first semester. The content, we have already distributed it after you finished that part of the organization."
"The intensive training ended a month ago, and the teaching matters are barely settled."
"but."
As soon as Dumbledore's voice changed, Ron heard the unique tone of the old fox. In an instant, he vigilantly moved to the side, staying away from the old guy. It was the breath of conspiracy. Very sensitive.
"Hogwarts has already ranked among the top five schools of magic in the world."
The news thrown out by this sudden turn made Ron raise his brows, but his heart did not let go. The atmosphere of conspiracy became stronger and stronger, making him want to sneeze.
"That is to say, the school decided to award me a special contribution award?"
"It's a good relationship. It would be even better if there were more material rewards. I'm an ordinary person, so can the medals be made of pure gold? If one day I fall down, I can melt them down and exchange them for money."
It was like taking a bite out of an apple and finding half a worm on it. Dumbledore choked immediately, although he still kept his usual smile, but it was obvious that his expression was stiff for a moment.
"All of these are fine. I'll give them to you when you go back. I'll post them in front of all the students in the school. I'm going to make a statue of pure gold and put it at the gate of the school. Don't worry, the photo of you holding the trophy is very handsome. Statues would be cool too."
Now it was Ron's turn to stare at Dumbledore constipatedly.
'Am I sick?He smashed his foot with an ax in class' he thought to himself, and by the way, he threw the blame on Wuya Xuehai, it must be because he has used his brain too much in the past few months, and his brain is not working well.
"Well, my dear principal, what exactly do you want me to do?"
Spreading his hands, Ron collapsed on the soft chair like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. He didn't intend to continue tossing, and his heart was flustered with exhaustion.
"Then I'll just say it."
Dumbledore used an affirmative sentence, and Ron didn't need to nod again.
"As we all know, Hogwarts is a top magic school in the world, so we have the best students and the best teachers. We have strict standards for the selection of teachers."
"Such as Quirrell and Lockhart?" Ron still couldn't hold back his mouth. He always thought that Old Deng must have had a mental illness.
"Hmmm~ people always make mistakes, there are only three things, there will be no next time."
"Could it be that you want me to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
Ron was very suspicious that Dumbledore hadn't been able to find a suitable Dark Arts teacher, which had almost become a Hogwarts age problem.
"There is already a teacher candidate for Defense Against the Dark Arts. He is a very good teacher. He will bring new vitality and even change to Hogwarts."
"We got some words from Nicolas when he stayed here. He was the most outstanding prophet and fortune-teller at that time. Of course, these titles were covered by his legendary alchemist name."
"It contains words for us descendants. He guessed it, maybe he saw it. Sooner or later, we will step into the abyss, so this passage is reserved for us."
Dumbledore pointed to his chest, "We European wizards lost almost everything during the Silver Age, our heritage, our spells, and the core of our magic."
"It's not without reason that the sages of Baiyin took all this away. It's just that we, as descendants, failed to do what they wanted us to do, such as redrawing our new life on a blank drawing board. colorful pictures."
"There is a saying in Huaxia: Break through and build up. That's what the sages of Baiyin thought, but we didn't do it."
"Even we haven't read it till now, until we saw the words that Nicolas Lemay left us"
Dumbledore smiled bitterly, "It's too late, we realized it too late, but it's not too late now."
"But that's not your task. The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is the one who intends to solve this problem. You have other things to do."
"But I'm still a child!"
Ron, who let out a miserable howl, waved his hands again and again, he never wanted to be fooled by these bastard old men again!
"Except for fighting, nothing else! Not at all! I won't do it! I won't do it! I won't do it for any money!"
"You still want to force me to sell my body? There is no way!"
"Professor, if you continue to plan like this, I swear, I will return to England with a broken steel sword, and then let the old knights tear down Hogwarts, and I will immediately transfer to another school with my people. "
But Dumbledore was still smiling, and he didn't seem to care about these threats at all.
"It's just some small things within my ability, and it won't even take up too much of your time. You don't need to work overtime or worry about any other things for four to eight hours a week. I will also pay you a good salary."
"Of course, you don't lack gold. If you don't care about the mosquito legs, I can give you some other things, for example."
"You used to want to paint the world with a little bit of your own, or your bright colors, right? You established the Sun Knights."
"I can provide you with a channel so that you can show everything you want to show the world without hindrance."
"The World Federation of Spellcasters has all the mouthpieces and channels in the magic world today, and as one of the councilors, I happen to have the authority to use this channel."
"But I can find a teacher." Ron said without interest. He needed this, but there was more than one road, and Dumbledore didn't give enough temptation.
"But Nico has something he's more interested in now, and I can guarantee that in the next few years, he will be absolutely dedicated, the new world is more important to him than anything else, everything needs to be postponed. "
"Ok."
Ron pursed his lips. His teacher is indeed reliable, but now is the time when he is unreliable. Otherwise, he would not have dug such a big hole for himself. Nicole, who had devoted himself to this matter, May has temporarily lost his 'playful' side, and he has begun to be serious, with a seriousness and focus that has never been seen in 650 years.
"That is to say, I can be free? Free to tinker with things I like?"
Ron looked at Dumbledore suspiciously, can this old guy be trusted?
"Of course, four to eight hours a week isn't really much, is it?"
"Okay, then what are you talking about?"
Ron, who was holding his chin, reluctantly believed Dumbledore's words, at least he heard that there was no major problem.
"I want Hogwarts to be at the forefront of the world, at least when this new world opens, we want to be at the forefront."
"Teacher is a hurdle that cannot be overcome. We are not compared with Yunding Tiangong. The foundation here is too deep, but No.2, I absolutely don't want to give up."
"Although I am old, you are still very young. You are the generation of hope. Because Europe failed to complete the answer sheet left by the sages of silver, we are already a big step behind. Therefore, this time we need to work harder to catch up." go up."
"You are the person who knows the abyss and demons best in this world. I believe there is no one. After all, you are responsible for the textbooks we use."
"What is most needed in this era is to master all the knowledge about demons and the abyss."
"You want me to be a teacher?"
"Yes, that's right."
Dumbledore said with a bright smile, "It's not difficult, is it? I think it suits you very well."
He clapped his hands like a child, giving people a childlike feeling of jumping up for joy, which is really a bit contrary to the truth.
"But I always feel that you have bad intentions."
Ron squinted and stared at Dumbledore. Now what he said didn't seem to be too much. Ron, who had completed the important task of writing textbooks, was definitely the world's top scholar of demonology and abyssology. No one knew better than him. The devil and the abyss, I have been working desperately for the past four months, and my brain is about to explode.
"You misunderstood me deeply."
Dumbledore, with a wounded face, spread his hands innocently. If it was replaced by a silver-haired lady with a protruding front and back, then I can say that I feel sorry for him, but if it is replaced by him, a silver-haired old man. It feels so nauseous ah.
Ron wanted to retch but hiccupped, waved his hand to dispel the wrong picture in his mind, Dumbledore in front of him was poisonous, very poisonous
"I hope this isn't the last time I'll take your word for it."
Ron stood up, then held out his hand to Dumbledore.
"Then I'll leave it to you."
Dumbledore, who was full of relief, gave Ron a warm hug, but when he hugged him, his feet went limp. The overfed bastard snored and fell asleep in seconds, almost missing Dumbledore's old waist .
Dumbledore, who couldn't stand Ron's weight at all, struggled to free his hand and pulled out his wand. If Ron's built-in anti-magic ability were to cast spells without a wand, the Levitation Curse would probably be difficult to float this guy who was heavier than a pig. stand up.
It took a lot of effort to let Dumbledore, who had taken care of everything, rub his old waist, which was no longer young, but looking at the sleeping child, the old man had a smile on his face, as kind and kind as ever.
But why is there still a hint of fox-like cunning in the corner of his mouth?
probably hallucination
However, he did not continue to delay. Although Dumbledore was relatively leisurely compared to other people, he still had a lot of things to be responsible for. Once he took this position, he needed to bear the corresponding responsibilities. He hurried Taking Ron away, the letter in his arms has become hot now, as if urging him to leave quickly.
The green ink is a familiar handwriting, and the inscribed 'Minerva McGonagall' is quite scribbled. The woman who took care of everything after Dumbledore left school is in the same mood as the signature on her envelope at this moment. , is crazy irritability.
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"You are finally back, Headmaster Dumbledore!"
"Do you know how busy I am these days! I wish I had 48 hours in a day! But the time switcher doesn't work for me at all! And even with 48 hours in a day, do you know how much I have to juggle?"
A large stack of thick documents was dropped by Professor McGonagall on the desk in the principal's office. Professor McGonagall, who hadn't closed his eyes for several days, didn't even have time to tie his bun tightly, and was shaking up and down dangerously at the moment.
"Thank you, Minerva."
Dumbledore's peaceful voice barely calmed Professor McGonagall's restless heart.
"Okay, but this terrible problem has to be solved now, we don't have much time, Albus, school is about to start, we have to get everything done quickly."
Professor McGonagall rubbed his temples in pain, "Wizards from all over Europe are pouring in, not just from Europe. Everyone wants to squeeze in here. There are still at least [-] applications for school transfer that have not been checked and answered. You are gone, I have other things to be responsible for."
She got up wearily, the end of the Triwizard Tournament not only brought honor to Hogwarts, but also brought a heavy burden.
"You can rest for a while, and leave these things to me."
"Hmph~" Professor McGonagall wrinkled his nose angrily, "What I need now is to get these things done quickly, and then I can sleep peacefully, instead of drinking energy potions to overdraw my life."
"Goodbye Albus, I still have a lot to do."
The sound of hurried footsteps disappeared behind the door, and she had already descended the spiral staircase and walked out of the doorway of the beating stone statue.
"Oh, okay." Dumbledore rubbed his temples helplessly, then opened the thick stack of documents, "Let me see."
"Transfer Application. From Durmstrang. Green Greengrass."
Dumbledore paused slightly, the Greengrass family is one of the 28 pure-blood families in England, and now there are two girls studying at Hogwarts.
"Perhaps he should have chosen Hogwarts in the first place."
Dumbledore was not surprised that the pure-blood family sent their children to Durmstrang. Isn't the change of heart now exactly what Dumbledore wanted?
After all, the only word is indeed very attractive.
But there can't be only one magic school in Europe, but it's always nice to think about.
He signed his name and placed the transfer application on the approved side, followed by the second and third letters
Not only transfer applications, but also many recall letters for students who graduated within three years. This year's Hogwarts will become more lively and vibrant than ever before.
Dumbledore waved the quill in pain and joy, leaving a rustling sound of writing on the parchment.
At least the approved signature cannot be copied in batches by magic, which is the most basic respect.
There will be more changes tomorrow, in fact, I am looking for an excuse to increase the number of updated words. I have been lazy for so long, and I can no longer have an excuse to be lazy.
Find an excuse to let yourself write more, laziness is such a fast thing, it's really hard to brake.
By the way, today I watched a short video and share it with text.
Do you have such a friend,
He is so ordinary,
Even corny.
He likes that little town, that's where you come from,
He always said he liked it there, he didn't want to leave,
And you left that small town.
Slowly, you lost contact, but you are still friends,
But suddenly one day, he appeared beside you, in your home,
He was on crutches, and he had broken his leg when he was riding a bicycle, and his steps became faltering.
You strode towards him and asked: Why are you so careless?
He smiled at you, got up and said: I am old, I am over 70 by accident.
Suddenly,
His hair became gray and wrinkles covered his face.
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I always thought that people are getting old slowly,
in fact,
People grow old in an instant.
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Do you have such a friend,
He once held your immature little hand,
And now you hold his old hand,
You said to him: Dad, why are you so old?
(End of this chapter)