Elemental Wizards at Hogwarts

After Harry finished sighing, he called for everyone to get in the car quickly. Harry, who had spent the whole holiday at his uncle's house, had no resistance at all to a place like Hogwarts that exuded the atmosphere of "freedom" everywhere.

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Leaving aside Harry's side, after Ciel was taken away by the flames created by Fox's feathers, when Ciel opened his eyes for the first time, he had already arrived in the principal's office of Hogwarts.

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At this time, Dumbledore looked sad, with a sad expression on his old face. He stared at the documents in front of him and kept rubbing his temples with his hands.

Seeing Dumbledore's appearance, Charles gently put the Fawkes feather in his hand on the desk, quietly sat down opposite Dumbledore, and then spoke.

"Teacher, what happened?"

Listening to Ciel's question, Dumbledore still looked sad and just handed the document in his hand to Ciel.

After Charles took the document, he took off his iconic half-moon glasses and couldn't help but rub his brow.

Charles looked at the document in his hand with some confusion. The content of the document was very simple. It was just the statistics of students this semester.

Seeing Ciel looking at the document in his hand with some confusion, Dumbledore then explained to Ciel over and over while rubbing his brow.

"This document shows the list of people who came to school this time. Compared with previous years, the number of people who boarded the train after the start of school this time was only three-quarters of the past. Many students and their parents are still considering whether to continue

Let your kids go to school at Hogwarts.

Especially Slytherin House, as a concentration of pure-bloods, only half of the people who actually come to the school..."

Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh when he said this, as if he was lamenting for those poor children and their parents who had taken the wrong path.

Seeing Dumbledore's somewhat sad look, Charles laughed, gently put the file back on the desk, and then said to Dumbledore with a smile.

"Believe me, teacher, this is not a bad thing. You know, when we got on the train, the atmosphere was very dull at first, but it gradually returned to normal later on.

Believe me, those who stepped on the train definitely knew what they might face if they stepped on this train.

Although they were troubled, scared, and even demoralized, they still chose to board the train.

This can only mean one thing, they love this castle and this school full of memories. Likewise, these guys won't mind putting on armor to represent Hogwarts again!

Others don't have to worry about teachers. They may be cowards or opportunists, but as long as we win the final victory, these people will still stand firmly behind us.

And I also believe that the winner of this largest war in modern times in the magical world and also the last war in the magical world must be us!"

Listening to Ciel's words, Dumbledore's originally sad face gradually began to smile, as if mocking his own sentimentality. Dumbledore also smiled softly, and then returned to his normal state.

"Okay, Charles, I think you are right, victory must belong to our side!"

Dumbledore smiled and agreed with Charles's statement, waved his wand, and a piece of paper slowly flew out from the bookshelf, spread out in mid-air, and slowly landed on the table in front of the two of them.

On the desk.

Seeing that all the papers were in place, Dumbledore continued.

"In my imagination, the location of the final battle should be a place far away from Muggles, sparsely populated and beneficial to us!

There are only a handful of places like this in the entire UK, and the most convenient place and the most important place is here, Hogwarts!

As one of the hubs of the magical world, neither Voldemort nor the goblins will let this place go. This is something everyone understands.

At first, I was just worried about those little guys who haven’t done their job yet, but after listening to what you said, I think I was thinking too much.”

After finishing speaking, Dumbledore also pointed to the paper on the table before continuing.

"I gathered some knowledgeable people from the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic in Hodmode Village. It's not very far from the school, and we don't encourage missed opportunities, so I'm not too worried about the decisive battle.

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The only thing I'm worried about, Ciel, is the safety of the children, so I need your help!

This semester I will seal most of the secret passages to the outside world, and you need to find ways to improve the little guys' combat strength as much as possible, and find ways to encourage them to learn more magic, just like you did last semester

The same.

But you don’t have to worry too much, Moody has promised to help me, he will be the teacher of the Defense Against Dark Arts practical class this semester, and he will try his best to give the little guys more ability to protect themselves."

Dumbledore's words were interrupted by Charles who was extremely excited.

"Wait, Moody?!"

Seeing Ciel's surprised look, Dumbledore's expression became rarely serious, and he asked with some confusion.

"Yes, what's wrong? What's wrong with him?"

Listening to Dumbledore's serious rhetorical question, Ciel waved his hands in embarrassment, but he kept complaining deep down in his heart.

With the crazy fluttering of his little butterfly's wings, Moody escaped the fate of becoming a material for the Triwizard Tournament, but in the end, the result of letting Moody become a teacher was not changed.

Charles asked curiously after thinking of this.

"Teacher, can I ask if Horace Slughorn will not teach Potions?"

Listening to Ciel's question, Dumbledore's originally somewhat familiar face was immediately filled with a mysterious smile, and he waved to Ciel with a smile.

"Ah, I thought about looking for him, but it seems that our Mr. Horace Slughorn is addicted to becoming furniture in Muggle families, so I am embarrassed to keep disturbing him."

Listening to Dumbledore's slightly perfunctory tone, coupled with the mischievous expression on his face, Charles swallowed hard. He didn't dare to say anything else. The man who gave Harry Snape's teaching materials

The Potions Professor was definitely targeted hard by Dumbledore.

Although Dumbledore's attack was definitely not fatal, because Dumbledore was a pure old lion, Ciel was sure that Horace Slughorn's fate could definitely be described as social death.

Seeing that Ciel seemed to be throwing a tantrum, Dumbledore waved his hand and continued to speak to Ciel.

"Okay, hurry up and go to the auditorium. I believe your friends will be here soon."