A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

According to the original plan, this meeting not only discussed the appointment of Lupin, but also involved the selection of the new Professor of the Breeding of Magical Creatures at Hogwarts.

Current professor Ketelber is retiring. After the Christmas play, he successfully completed his 63rd academic probation. Kettlebo was very satisfied with this and his professorial career was coming to a successful end.

At the end of this school year, Kettlebo will also leave his beloved magic school. However, Hogwarts urgently needs to find a wizard to replace him and continue teaching the care of magical creatures.

In Dumbledore's report to the school board, he recommended Hagrid as the new professor without hesitation, and he was the only candidate.

Hagrid is no longer a criminal and has regained his powers as a wizard. Now he can use the wand openly.

But as a mixed-race giant, theoretically the directors would not agree to the appointment. This is not entirely a matter of blood, after all, Professor Flitwick of Hogwarts also has goblin blood.

The point is, Hagrid has no academic qualities whatsoever. His knowledge of magical animals comes from his own experience and research. Putting a group of students into his hands, facing all kinds of dangerous magical creatures, is totally criminal.

However, due to the quarrel between Jessica and Dumbledore, everyone forgot about it. They stayed in the conference room for a long time and wanted to apparate away immediately.

When they saw the document handed over by Dumbledore, everyone hurriedly agreed to the appointment of the new professor without even looking at it.

"Actually, I think it's better to ask Mr. Newt to teach us."

"Newt Scamander, Master of Fantastic Beasts?" Daphne naturally heard of this master and asked excitedly.

"Yes. No matter how you look at it, Newt is very suitable." Rogge curled his lips, unable to figure out Dumbledore's brain circuit.

Newt Scamander is an ideal candidate whose knowledge and enthusiasm will inspire students' interest in magical biology. His book Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them and his contributions to various areas of magical creature conservation are compelling.

"What a pity." Rogge shook his head regretfully.

He just hoped that everything would go well in the third grade and nothing would happen again. However, now that Lupine is here, can Black be far behind?

Harry's godfather had truly been wronged for more than ten years. When the Ministry of Magic re-investigated the prisoners, his complaint was dismissed without any surprise.

After all, Wormtail put the blame on him by blowing him up. Even if he cried out that he was wronged, the magic world would not believe him.

"Tsk, tsk, I've been looking forward to it for a long time." Rogge clenched his wand and looked at the sky in the distance.

I hope the Dementors will be a little crazier so that killing them will be less boring.

The wizards attending the funeral in the distance had returned, and the pale Ron had lost his usual liveliness. Although Riddle's diary was destroyed, its impact on him still remains.

He often felt tired and out of energy, and every time he cast a spell, his body always felt tingling. Madam Pomfrey examined him and told him that it was due to excessive use of magic power.

Ron didn't understand the reason for the overdraft. He looked at Travis and vaguely felt that this matter was closely related to him.

"Congratulations on your recovery." Rogge smiled, looking harmless.

Harry and Ron stared at him, turned and left without saying a word.

"They went too far!" Daphne defended Roger, "If it weren't for you, how could the diary be found so quickly!"

"Forget it." Rogge shrugged, not caring.

Malfoy came over and whispered: "I heard that his father has returned from the North Pole."

"So fast?" Rogge was surprised.

"That's right. It was because of the revision of the law that the wizarding world found Voldemort's secret Horcrux." Draco stared at the group of redheads, full of resentment.

Not only was Arthur transferred back to the Ministry of Magic after Easter, he was also promoted.

The first thing he did when he came back was to search and seize dark magic items in Malfoy Manor. He had the Aurors inspect every inch of the manor, even the basement.

Lucius didn't know where the news was leaked, and the Aurors actually knew about his secret collection room. Fortunately, those dark magic items were emptied by him, leaving Arthur with nothing.

"Ron clearly makes money from poaching, but the Ministry of Magic pretends that this is not the case. It's really unfair. His father also won the Daily Prophet's jackpot." Malfoy was very depressed and full of complaints. "I don't believe there is nothing fishy in it. "

Rogge patted Draco on the shoulder, "It's just a little Galleons. Instead of being angry with them, it's better to prepare for the Quidditch game."

"Are we really going to form a team?" Malfoy stared at Rogge and saw him nodding and waving his fists excitedly.

"Team?" Daphne interrupted, "Doesn't Slytherin have its own team?"

"It's not an academy team, it's a real professional team." Malfoy explained excitedly.

"As long as Rogge breeds Golden Snider, we can apply to the International Federation for a quota in a professional team."

"That's right." Rogge smiled, "Mr. Newt has returned to England, and he will guide me in raising the Golden Snidget. Maybe, we can also see Mr. Malfoy being beaten by others in the world arena."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Draco shook his head, "My father will hire the best Chaser coach for me."

"Chaser? Aren't you going to be a Seeker?" Daphne asked curiously.

Draco's face looked a little ugly. With Harry Potter here, he could at most be a substitute seeker. After careful consideration, he decided to give up the Seeker position.

He gritted his teeth and said, "No, I want to be a Chaser, the best Chaser in Hogwarts!"

"Come on, great Mr. Chaser." Rogge pointed at Neville who was running in the distance, holding a big red mushroom as big as a basin.

"Now you have to prevent Mr. Neville from scoring a goal."

Neville has always wanted to join the Jackdaws. However, due to his unsatisfactory grades, he could only enter the club through special channels.

He chose the herbal medicine class that he was best at. After nearly a year of hard study, he finally had enough knowledge and courage to challenge the members of the magic club.

There are eight members of the Jackdaw Magical Society, among whom Malfoy has always been unkind to Neville. Since the first grade, he has been bullied a lot. When Neville tried to join the club, he was ridiculed and ridiculed by Malfoy.

Rogge and Daphne looked at Malfoy at the same time. This guy's face was as ugly as constipation.

"Roger, I have cultivated a jumping mushroom!" Neville took out the red mushroom he had cultivated and placed it in front of the three of them excitedly.

"Jumping mushroom?" Daphne poked the mushroom curiously, and the thick canopy rebounded strongly.

"That's right!" Neville quickly placed the mushroom on the ground, "Look, it is very elastic and can jump up with just a light step."

"The greater the power, the higher you can jump, and you can even jump to the top of the castle." Neville said excitedly, and then he jumped onto the mushroom.

The umbrella cover sank slightly, then quickly bounced back. Neville exclaimed and jumped several feet into the air.

"Is this mushroom poisonous?" Rogge looked at the red umbrella cover and pursed his lips.