A day at Hogwarts

The 1993-94 school year is coming to an end, and the fifth- and seventh-grade students are busy preparing for the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination and the Ultimate Wizarding Examination.

Fred and George's Magic Tetris reached a usable level, and the trial feedback on campus was good. Charles invested some money to help contact wizards to produce semi-finished products.

Now the twin brothers are reviewing their homework harder than Hermione, and Charles has agreed with them that the next investment will be linked to the results of the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination.

Although the twins were similar in many ways, there were still differences in their course grades. Fred was not good at Herbology and George was not good at Transfiguration.

Charles arrived at the classroom much earlier than the others before the Transfiguration class that day. The previous class was for fifth grade students, and Fred and George were left behind by Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall said to the two brothers: "I don't think you will cheat in the ordinary wizard level exam, but the invigilator is very strict and will pay special attention to the twins."

Fred immediately said, "We promise not to cheat!"

George went on to say: "We are going to use the test scores to lend money to Smith. There will be no problem!"

Professor McGonagall nodded and said, "I have seen your efforts during this period, and I believe you can achieve good results."

"The invigilation during the exam is not against you. It is just a routine matter. Don't be nervous."

Fred and George agreed. When they left, they saw Charles coming and saw that he had something to do with Professor McGonagall, so they said hello and left.

Professor McGonagall saw Charles's serious look and couldn't help asking: "What happened?"

Charles asked in a deep voice: "Professor McGonagall, do you have tickets for the Quidditch World Cup finals?"

Professor McGonagall said with some regret: "Unfortunately, I haven't bought a ticket for that day so far, and I can't help you."

Charles had asked her once before, so she thought that Charles wanted to ask about any opportunities when he came to ask again today.

Charles breathed a sigh of relief, took out a gorgeous gold-printed envelope and said, "Professor, I picked up an envelope containing VIP tickets on the leg of an owl this morning, and your name was written on it."

Professor McGonagall reacted immediately and asked in surprise: "How did you get the ticket?"

Charles replied: "I have some contacts in the Ministry of Magic, so I got the ticket."

"It's just that I have too many things to do in the summer and can't go to the game, so I'll give the tickets to you and Harry."

Professor McGonagall figured out the source of the tickets and without any hesitation, he pushed the tickets in front of him back to Charles and said seriously: "Charles, thank you for your kindness, but I cannot accept gifts from students."

Charles thought the same thing, if it was just a small gift for Christmas, then it would be a matter of principle to give an expensive gift for no reason at all.

"Okay." Charles didn't say much on this matter, "Then I can only give the ticket to someone else."

Professor McGonagall nodded. Although she wanted to watch the game, she could not compromise on issues of principle.

Charles collected his tickets and returned to his seat to prepare for class.

He has been very busy since returning to Hogwarts, mainly because the herbal cultivation experiment in the greenhouse has achieved great results through visual inspection. Recently, he has been collecting and organizing record forms and outsourcing it to a college student to do data statistics in preparation for the holidays.

Next, we had to arrange drug efficacy experiments, and this part was assigned to the factory run by Eleanor and others that produced potions to treat malaria.

At the same time, there will be alchemy experiments. After the final exam, a batch of long-term reaction materials will be processed, and the experiments need to be carried out before the holidays.

However, this ticket must go to Professor McGonagall, otherwise the old man will be unhappy.

If the old man is unhappy, Charles can be sure that he will not feel better.

Professor McGonagall did not accept gifts from students, which was not a problem for Charles, as long as the person who gave the tickets was not a student.

A week later, the ticket appeared in front of Professor McGonagall again, this time in an envelope from Dancing Grass Restaurant.

Dumbledore looked like he didn't know what had happened and said, "Minerva, this is what Dobby gave to Aberforth to thank the Pig's Head Bar for ordering food from the Dancing Grass Restaurant. He didn't like the excitement, so he gave it to Aberforth." I, I have to be busy looking for a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for next school year, so I’ll leave it to you.”

Professor McGonagall stared into her best friend's eyes, vaguely aware of something fishy, ​​as if she was planning to see something in them.

Dumbledore asked strangely: "What's wrong, don't you have time?"

Professor McGonagall said: "Charles wanted to give me the ticket a few days ago, but I didn't ask for it."

Dumbledore looked like he suddenly understood and said: "I see, if you didn't want the ticket, he gave it to Dobby, and Dobby gave it to Aberforth, and Aberforth gave it to me, and now I'm giving it to you, haha , this is really interesting.”

He smiled so sincerely that Professor McGonagall didn't see the problem.

Charles said that if you give the ticket to someone else, it will have nothing to do with Aberforth once the ticket is in his hands.

Now that the ticket was given by Lao Deng, there is no problem.

The two have been best friends for decades, so giving them a game ticket is not a big deal.

Professor McGonagall happily took the ticket and said, "Thank you, Albus. I've been having a headache recently trying to find the ticket."

Dumbledore made a troubled look and said, "Have a wonderful summer. I'm sorry. It's hard to find a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor next year."

Professor McGonagall put the tickets into her bag and asked, "I heard that Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are preparing for activities in the next school year. Should we also prepare?"

Dumbledore nodded and said, "I already have a plan. Remus will recommend some suitable and excellent students. They will receive special training from an old friend during the summer vacation."

Professor McGonagall thought for a while and said, "Are you talking about Alastor Moody?"

"Mad-Eye" Moody is the best trainer she can think of who is both capable and free.

Dumbledore shook his head slightly and said, "No, there is someone else."

Professor McGonagall immediately asked in surprise, "Is it him?"

In addition to Moody, the other best candidate is Grindelwald, who is currently in prison.

Dumbledore said in a deep voice, "I suspect he is plotting something, so I have to keep an eye on him and not give him the opportunity to sabotage."

Professor McGonagall sighed and said, "I hope you can keep an eye on him."

The two chatted for a few more words, and Dumbledore said goodbye and returned to his office.

When he walked out of the office, he noticed a retractable ear on the far window of the corridor outside, which was rapidly retracting.

In the corridor on the upper floor, Charles breathed a sigh of relief.