A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

It was not until nine o'clock in the evening that Harry got rid of the continuous drinking. There was no way. This was the last day of his resignation. All the colleagues were very enthusiastic. The last picture in his mind was Hermione watching with a smile. He, followed by an expanding wine glass tucked under his nose, was Ron! Harry thought through gritted teeth, red hair, grey freckles, you can't go wrong.

"Mr. Potter, are you awake? Ms. Granger asked me to take you to the island," said a voice, and Harry turned sharply, two staff members standing behind him. "Oh, thanks," he muttered, rubbing his bulging forehead.

"No thanks, we just happened to be on the island," said the man, and they left immediately.

Harry walked aimlessly along the path, with flowering shrubs and tall trees along the way, thanks to Professor Bubagi, and to all the herbal professors involved in the reforestation... After walking for a while, he was slightly awake , with the soft glow of the magic lamp, came to a public broom. Ten minutes later, Harry knocked on the door of his residence on the floating island. The door opened, and Ginny stared at him, akimbo.

"Who should I seek revenge on?" she asked like an angry female cat.

"Ron," Harry said cheerfully, and Ginny seemed to laugh angrily. "I knew it." She ushered Harry in and seated him in a chair, and Harry saw a table on the table. A half-written press release.

"...retired Viktor Klum missed the 426th Quidditch World Cup, and he said in an interview that it was a career regret to miss this event."

Harry sipped tea as he read. The kitchen was buzzing, and before the article was finished, Ginny came out with fried eggs and sausages, "Thanks, honey!" Harry devoured immediately.

"Are the kids asleep?"

"Um."

"Krum can't play."

"Yeah, his stats have dropped a lot in recent years. I guess it's because of high-intensity training and consecutive games. I've analyzed his video. He wants to win so much, it's better to take a few years off." Judging from a professional eye, Ni joined the Holyhead Harpies after graduating, became a professional Quidditch player, and then became a Quidditch columnist for the Daily Prophet.

"By the way, guess who I bumped into during the day?" Ginny asked.

"Cough," Harry asked worriedly, choking on the fried egg, "couldn't it be Snape?"

"Why did you think of him?" Ginny patted Harry kindly, and after feeling the strength on the back, Harry decided not to disclose the fact that Snape might come to Lily's birthday party (Snape scolded she stupid girl).

"It's Luna, Luna!" she giggled. "She's busy babysitting."

"What?" Harry said in disbelief, spat out his half-bitten sausage, and said thoughtfully, "I guess it's the baby of Fantastic Beasts?"

Ginny cleared her throat.

"...In the end, they brought back a few sapphires and unknown feathers from the rainforest, and it turned out to be the eggs of some unknown magical animal... Well, I didn't find it, Luna set one of the gems on her clothes, I heard that it was Rove's idea. It may be that the magic power on the island fluctuates greatly, and the eggs hatched by themselves when they were shopping."

Harry was dumbfounded.

"That bird is quite beautiful, with a colorful glow," Ginny said with a smile, "you can notice that Luna changed the eggshell into a brooch, which I think goes with her one-of-a-kind dress... …”

In the middle of the night, Harry stood by the windowsill, looking at the night view of the island.

Ginny hugged him from behind. They just sat there quietly, enjoying the silence of the night, a few shimmering buildings in the dark blue sky, brighter than the stars at sea, and Harry knew that one belonged to Weasley's Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"What are you thinking?" Ginny asked.

"Headmaster Dumbledore." Harry gave an unexpected answer, Ginny raised her head in confusion, Harry sighed and said, "I only now know how precious Dumbledore left me back then. "It's a memory," he said cautiously.

"memory?"

"Well," Harry murmured, "Professor Hepp reminded me, but I didn't care too much, I just wanted to complete Dumbledore's biography as much as possible. I went to him and Grind on my graduation trip. The place where Wo dueled, went to Brazil, the United States, and Nepal, and followed the legend's footsteps all the way... Its effect has only been shown in the past few years. Professor Haipu said that some of my magic has been close to the level of the archmage, not only the patron saint , I often have a flash of inspiration during training..."

"Let's go back to school sometime," Ginny said softly. "Luna said that many professors plan to retire."

"Well," Harry hesitated, "it's better to wait until the World Cup is over. I haven't been able to get away for a while. Professor Happ said there might be someone trying to sabotage the opening ceremony."

"What did you say?" Ginny said in a lost voice, "but - how could - the news is true? The floating island has never been attacked."

Harry was equally confused, but for another reason. He recalled the small note given to him by the professor, which accurately recorded the coordinates of the twelve floating islands, including the Wizard-Muggle United Hospital, the headquarters of the International Pan-Magic Alliance, the headquarters of the Future World Company, and the support for the moon. Center and several iconic buildings.

"Probably the site of the riot on the opening day," said the professor vaguely.

But like Ginny said, how did the professor know so much about it? Memory magic? But things haven't happened yet, so it's impossible to predict anything, right? Having just been driving around the island on a broomstick, Harry had been inspired - and probably thought of Hermione - and he suspected that the professor had hidden a time-turner, but the problem was that it could only go back in time and couldn't be seen future.

From the professor's attitude, at least it's not too much trouble...

"Maybe some clues have been found," Harry shook his head, not expressing the doubts in his heart. "He put me in charge of it, it seemed like a test. I was worried about the lack of staff, there were two hundred Aurors and a thousand batters on the island, but it was still too many compared to the tourists who came in during the Quidditch World Cup. not enough."

Ginny racked her brains in thought, and then her brows gradually opened.

"How can it not be enough, this is your home court."

"My home court?" Harry repeated, thinking, he didn't know if Ginny was referring to the inhabitants of the island, but they were not warriors, warriors... A thought flashed, Harry's eyes lit up a little bit, "Hogwarts! Forward Lookout, Ouroboros Club!"

Ginny pursed her lips and added:

"And the Order of the Phoenix. Isn't Sirius complaining that retirement is boring?" "He's enjoying it," Harry said sharply. "He's even turned down an invitation to the exclusive Wand Academy, not even headmaster."

"But I don't think he'd turn down a sudden adventure, would he?" Ginny said with a raised eyebrow, and Harry nodded in agreement, thinking of his godfather's character, "That's true."

The exclusive wand academy is the only place on the island where magic is taught, but its students are a bit special - it recruits wizards (commonly known as squibs) who cannot use magic normally, both children and adults. Compared with other magic schools, Floating Island has a unique advantage: it is the place with the highest density of wizards in the world. With the ability of Floating Island to collect escaped magic power, it can better supplement the magic power consumption in the exclusive magic wand. The number of special schools is also limited, and no more than 2,000 people are recruited from all over the world each year. The purpose is to help Squibs master the most basic spellcasting abilities.

"So don't worry, I'm sure you can do it," Ginny encouraged. "You're a warrior to conquer the Dark Lord."

Harry touched his nose, feeling a little itchy, and he whispered, "Not many people believed, and Voldemort was so weak back then—" Ginny blocked his mouth and took a long time to separate.

"I also visited Astoria in the hospital," Ginny breathed, wrapping her arms around Harry's neck.

Harry reluctantly calmed his beating heart, and asked Ginny, "Is she okay?" trend.

"It's a little bad," Ginny said, "It's a unique curse, and it's impossible to find out what it is. It can only be judged from the symptoms that it has something to do with blood, and this curse is invisible and intangible, entrenched in the entire Greengrass family. , just happened to... pick her, and her sister Daphne will be fine."

Ginny's ring was tighter, and Harry was out of breath, but he could feel her fear. Harry couldn't help but think of the little girl who was two years younger than him in school, and he found that his biggest impression was of Astoria standing on the prize she won from a duel match - a puppet snake, circling the Black Lake. jogging image. She looked open-minded and cheerful, and she was completely different from her current weak appearance.

The curse that cannot be verified, Harry whispered in his heart, some unformed thoughts circling in his mind, the Greenglass family, Malfoy, Professor Hepp... At this time, Ginny hesitated and said: "Albus Made a new friend."

"You mean little Scorpius?" Harry was thinking about something when he blurted out.

Ginny looked at him suspiciously.

"I don't know when you guys got so good?"

...

Lying in bed, Harry thought about what he was going to do tomorrow:

First of all, he had to report to the Floating Island Headquarters. Although the official appointment will not be announced for a while, he had better start working early for such a troublesome trouble thrown by Professor Haipu. Fortunately, after so many years, he is already very familiar with the environment on the island, but he should at least meet the foreign Aurors who have been rotated this year; in addition, he has to go to the twelve places mentioned on the note - from the hospital. After returning without success, he first went to Lupin's place. Little Teddy was very lovable, much more well-behaved than his two stinky boys; then he went to the Duoyue Support Center, as if someone had mentioned something to him Is the space island project an island in space? But he was immediately called back to China in an emergency and was in charge of directing the last operation before leaving office, so he didn't hear much.

Harry's thoughts began to wander:

At the farewell banquet, Ron said that he didn't want to be promoted. It's good to be a director, but he didn't want to work as hard as Percy, taking 'earning back a Minister of Magic' as his family mission, and Percy had gray hair. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Hermione, who is the senior deputy minister, has greater hopes... Harry thought of Malfoy and Astoria again, and half-awake, he made a decision in his heart to talk to Professor Hepp, not to , or ask Hermione first... The professor's current state is a bit scary. Harry's body trembled. If he hadn't known that no one in this world could hurt him, he would have suspected that the professor had become a ghost at some point.

He murmured twice and put the unreliable idea aside. Lily Potter rolled over at the baby's babble from the corner. Harry sniffed Ginny's hair and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Harry was awakened by the cry of the baby. He yawned, put on his glasses, and saw Ginny in her pajamas taking care of her little daughter, "Look." Ginny said happily, Harry looked Until the little baby wet his lips with saliva, opened and closed like a small fish, and spit out a bubble. She giggled to herself.

"It's funny," said Harry. "Reminds me of the murlocs in the Black Lake."

At breakfast, the family sits together and watches Magic TV while eating. A very passionate voice was broadcasting the morning news, "Eight million people are expected to land on the island! But it is no wonder that although the floating island has been receiving tourists from all over the world, it is the first time it has been opened to the outside world on such a large scale. Imagination One square kilometer is crowded with 10,000 people, and I heard that this is common in big cities, so do they live in sardine tins?"

It was Lee Jordan, Harry looked at the almost unchanged TV host with emotion.

Lee Jordan is the second group to land on the island - the floating island has undergone several important changes in recent years, and far-reaching measures have been added to each stage. Starting from the island built by Professor Haipu, a thousand American wizard families With a third left, they and the wizards who chose to stay after participating in the Christmas Bonfire Night formed the first inhabitants of the island.

The second stage is marked by the relocation of the headquarters of the future world company, and a large number of scientists are invited to study the method of combining magic and science in the form of cooperation. Some spells shine in the process, such as the permanent sticky spell. And the magic-like abilities shown by scientists with the help of machines have also opened the eyes of wizards. With the landing of the headquarters of the International Pan-Magic Alliance, and the presence of various large enterprises and national organizations on the island, there is a serious shortage of wizards, so wizards are recruited from the world to settle and work on the island.

It is worth mentioning that this also includes a lot of squibs.

But they prefer to call themselves "low magic wizards". The more famous representative is Winnie Valentine, a teacher at the exclusive wand academy, who came up with the term. Her teaching philosophy is "to integrate wizards into all walks of life." ', is said to be expected to win next year's 'Dumbledore Prize'.

"...The movie-watching boom has been revived all over the world. Needless to say, you also know which movie I'm referring to. That's right, Harry Potter." The two children at the dinner table immediately pricked up their ears. "Mafalda Prewett is four years younger than me and there's a rumour that she didn't get Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley's wedding invitation, but my best brother told me it was nonsense , she just didn't make it to the oath-taking session, because of a sudden illness, she couldn't ride the broom..."

Harry and Ginny smiled at each other.

Six-year-old James looked around and exclaimed incredulously, "So you did it? Or Fred or Uncle George? God, I keep telling Teddy I adore her—"

"It's no big deal," Ginny said casually. "You worship her stories and your father's stories." She leaned over to the crib, where the baby winked brightly and She looked at each other. Ginny frowned, "It's strange that the milk in the bottle hasn't dropped at all."

She tried it with the bottle, and the little baby kept avoiding the pacifier, her two shallow eyebrows furrowed into a ball, and her limbs kicked wildly. Ginny looked suspiciously at James, who was undoubtedly the most mischievous and active in the family - seemingly infected by his godfather.

Jaime swore. "It's not me!" His eyes turned to Albus. "I heard Albus say he misses the smell of pacifiers," James grinned and scoffed, which seemed to him a sign of immaturity. On the other side, Harry suddenly realized that the reason was found. I wonder if this is a Potions Master's talent? But maybe it can be used to convince Ginny... Five-year-old Albus immediately lowered his head in embarrassment, put down his knife and fork and whispered, "I-I'm done."

"Can I play near the hospital?"

Harry and Ginny exchanged glances. "To meet friends?" "Oh, yeah," Albus said evasively. "Come back early in the afternoon, we're going to Lupin's house as a guest."

"I don't think he has time to entertain us," James said solemnly. "He's busy taking care of the furry..." He saw his mother's eyes, covered his mouth with his hands, and muttered from his fingers: "I mean, little problem."

Harry couldn't help laughing. He took out his wand and shook it lightly, and a golden thread wrapped around the hem of Albus's clothes. Then there was another shake, and a second filament wrapped around James.

"What is this?" the two brothers asked in unison.

"Trace," Harry replied.

"Cool!" James gave a thumbs up.