A day at Hogwarts

A rain extinguished the fire that had been burning in the Forbidden Forest for two days and two nights.

Because of the wind direction, a large part of the giant spider's habitat was burned, and many nests were burned.

Charles sat on the top of a tower facing the Forbidden Forest, and saw a little white smoke rising from the forest.

Looking at the clouds in the sky, the rain is enough to completely extinguish the fire.

"What are you thinking?"

An unexpected person appears behind Charles.

Charles turned around and asked with a look of surprise, "Professor Quirrell, are you cured?"

At this moment, Quirrell looked haggard, with sunken eye sockets, and the skin on his face was yellow.

Voldemort replied, "I'm fine."

He glanced at Charles and asked again: "I'm preparing for the exam, why don't you review and waste time here?"

Charles thought he couldn't say that he was thinking about what you were going to do, looked up at the cloudy sky, and asked slowly, "What do you think the meaning of life is?"

Voldemort asked him back: "What is your purpose in life?"

Charles thought for a while and replied: "I want to earn some money casually in the future, marry a beautiful wife, have a few children, and travel around with my wife after the children can support themselves, so as to see the world well."

Voldemort looked at him quietly for a long time, and asked another question: "Don't you have a higher ideal? You can tell me the truth."

Charles was silent for a while, then whispered: "Hang them all on the street lamp."

Voldemort showed a slight smile. Although he didn't know who the person was going to hang, it was right to have this idea, and it was good to cultivate with motivation.

"The meaning of life is to achieve one's own goals." Voldemort began to stir up chicken soup, "If a person has no goals, how is it different from looking up at an eel in the starry sky?"

"Since you have a real goal, go for it. If you encounter difficulties, you can come to me."

Charles was silent for a while, then replied, "Thank you."

Then he asked again: "What do you think of goblins?"

Voldemort didn't answer, but said, "It doesn't matter what I think, what matters is what you think."

Charles nodded and said, "I don't trust goblins."

Voldemort said seriously: "The goblins are either rebelling, or they are preparing to rebel. The last goblin attempted rebellion was a hundred years ago, and the details have been erased. I think the next rebellion is not far away."

Charles nodded slightly.

At this moment there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs of the tower, and Harry appeared in a moment.

The corner of Voldemort's mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly said: "Slytherin, one of the founders of Hogwarts, left a private study in the castle. If you are interested, you can look for it."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without giving Charles and Harry a chance to speak.

Charles pouted, but said nothing.

Harry came over and asked him curiously: "What were you talking about just now? What Slytherin's study?"

Charles shook his head and said, "It's nothing, Professor Quirrell just came out for a walk when he was ill, and chatted about the legend of Hogwarts for a while."

Harry nodded half-understanding.

Then he said: "Mr. Weasley has a letter saying that the Ministry of Magic has finally decided to treat the fire as an accident."

Charles nodded, relieved.

The fire in the Forbidden Forest was not a big deal at first, and there were fires caused by thunder and lightning in previous years.

But Charles didn't know who he had offended, because he was the one who asked Seamus to set fire to stop the acromant that night, so someone thought he was responsible.

He set fire to the mountain and sat in prison. According to the intention of the mastermind behind the scenes, he should go to Azkaban to study for a few years.

Judging from the current results, the black hand behind the scenes has energy, but it is not enough to influence the top management, and it was suppressed in just one day.

Charles was very puzzled, he did not offend anyone other than the Malfoy family.

Even the Malfoy family, if they really want to mess with themselves, there is no reason why they can be suppressed so easily.

And now Lucius Malfoy is also showing his favor to himself, and the pony goes to the garden every three days to help catch insects and weeds.

At this time, footsteps sounded, and it was Malfoy who came up.

Seeing that Harry was here, classmate Pony said cautiously to Charles, "Smith, my father just wrote to say that the Ministry of Magic's unfavorable voices have been cleaned up."

Charles was a little surprised, this time even the old horse also made a move, it seems that it was not their fault.

He politely said to the pony: "Please convey my thanks to Mr. Malfoy for me."

Malfoy was a little uncomfortable, and slipped away after a few polite words.

Harry also left after chatting for a while, not daring not to review as the exam approached.

Charles continued to sit on the top of the tower, feeling more and more wrong about the matter.

Soon after, an owl came, and the letter it brought was not signed, but a circle was drawn.

A certain Western reporter was very well informed and found a clue.

After reading it, Charles frowned even more. The minions who were involved in the Ministry of Magic went to Gringotts and saved a large sum of money before the incident.

But the clues stop there, no one knows where their money came from, who gave it to them, or even confirm whether it is related to this matter.

Charles was very puzzled. These minions who were on the front line were just ordinary employees in the Ministry of Magic. They had nothing in common, and they didn’t communicate with each other. They were not even on the same floor. Why did the mastermind behind the scenes choose them?

Whether it is a temporary search, or a secret group, no one knows unless their memories are searched.

But the legal search of memories requires the approval of many departments. Their reason seems to be only filled with righteous indignation because of the burning of the Forbidden Forest. It is impossible for those bigwigs to sign because of this matter.

Charles thought about it for a long time, and finally decided not to bother with it, and at worst resigned as the director of the Horseman Liaison Office.

As for going to Azkaban, as long as Dumbledore and Scrimgeour are not insane, it is impossible even if Fudge is insane.

In the following time, Charles began to prepare for the exam.

Within two days, the final exams began, and the entire Hogwarts students were more nervous than ever.

Especially Hermione, Charles had to go to the common room every night to see if she had gone back to the dormitory to sleep.

The exam was not difficult for Charles, whether it was concocting a potion, turning a mouse into a snuff bottle, or making a pineapple tap dance, he could easily complete it.

After completing the History of Magic exam, the first-year students burst into cheers and were finally liberated.

Charles also prepared the camera, ready to take pictures while watching the excitement.