harry potter book of crimes

Living things always change due to changes in their environment. This is true for people, and so is the fire dragon.

Minerva McGonagall, who was once just a Transfiguration professor, now sits as the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

Yes, she is indeed still staying at Hogwarts now and has not gone anywhere. But if you look at it from her perspective, Hogwarts today is very different from the Hogwarts she saw before.

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And Norbert, the Norwegian Ridgeback who looks completely different from her... Oh, she should be called "Norberta" now. And Norbert, the Norwegian Ridgeback, was brought to the dragon farm from Hogwarts by Charlie. The environment

The changes in her life and her growth in age have also brought huge changes to her.

When Maka saw it, she first began to lament how quickly the Ridgeback species grew in size.

However, it has only been about five years, which is not a period of time worth mentioning in terms of the average lifespan of a fire dragon, but now Norberta's body is already comparable to that of an adult.

She was still sleeping at this moment, and it could be seen that she was sleeping deeply.

Her pair of huge dragon wings were slightly folded, sticking to both sides of her body and covering most of her body. Only the bulging black bone ratchets on her back were still visible.

She hid her head under her wings, and her tail was curled around her side, making it difficult for Maka to see clearly her current appearance.

Maka just looked around first, then quietly returned to the outside of the cave.

He could contain his own magic wave, but others couldn't - that would definitely wake her up.

"is sleeping."

After Maka left the cave entrance for a while, she spread her hands and briefly explained the situation inside.

Most types of fire dragons like to sleep, especially in this cold weather. This may be another characteristic they inherited from their dragon ancestors.

But compared to the giant dragon's lazy habit of sleeping at regular intervals and sleeping for hundreds of years, the fire dragon's sleeping time is much more unstable.

"Oh, or hibernation?" Natalia nodded.

But Maka immediately waved her hand.

"No, her breathing is very shallow, I think it is not hibernation."

"It would be great if Carter was here. He could tell you about Norbeta's specific situation..."

Charlie muttered to himself at first, but soon realized that Maka and the others didn't know Carter at all, so he explained:

"Remember? The colleague who went to Hogwarts with me to bring Norbert over last time was later responsible for Norbert - he went on vacation recently."

"Oh, that's such a pity." Maka agreed casually and looked towards Hagrid again, "How about it? Do you want to go in and see her? But I think it might wake her up."

In fact, there was no need for Maka to ask. After Hagrid heard that Norberta was sleeping, his originally expectant face immediately changed to an expression of great struggle.

To be honest, he didn't want to wake up Norberta's dream at all, just like a father who doesn't want to wake up his sleeping daughter.

However, he really wanted to hug "cute" Norbert again after a long absence!

"No... no, let's forget it for today..." Hagrid hesitated for a long time before saying regretfully, "Anyway, we can see the child at Hogwarts... right?"

The last look in his eyes when he looked at Maka was so tender that it made Maka's skin crawl.

"Of course, of course!" Maka nodded repeatedly, "Well, that's it for today... Charlie, take me to meet with your director, and then we'll go back first."

"Okay, no problem!" Charlie replied briskly.

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In this world, different people will love different lives.

For Maka, wandering around during the day and doing research at night, and occasionally hanging out with cute girls, this was the life he had always longed for.

But for Haierbo, endless fraud and unlimited strength are his lifelong pursuits.

And at this moment, while Maca was still visiting the fire dragon Norbeta at the Romanian dragon farm, Haierbo was constantly taking action to achieve his goal.

Currently, he is the dean of the only magic school in Israel, the Heberhe Academy of Magic. And when he plays this role, his performance is undoubtedly wonderful.

As I said before, Hebburn is not a very good school, and there have never been many young wizards learning magic here.

But recently, students who go to school here have discovered that the dean, who used to rarely interfere with the curriculum, seems to be paying attention to the classes of several professors every day.

Did Mr. Dean suddenly plan to treat this school well after doing that "big thing" not long ago?

If students receive rich and good teaching from the beginning, most of them will complain and wail when the workload becomes heavier. However, young wizards like these who study in Shibohe will mostly feel satisfied with the better teaching content.

longing for.

After all, the situation at home for students who come to Hebekh rather than go to school in Egypt is basically not much better.

If they want to find a job with a higher salary after graduation, they can only rely on learning more useful things in school. At least they cannot waste the gold galleons their parents sent them to study here.

You know, there are not many schools that directly waive tuition fees like the three famous European magic schools!

And just today, on the bulletin board at the entrance of the college, which was so broken that the bricks were exposed, there was suddenly an announcement like this:

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Dear classmates:

After discussions between Dean Yoram Klein and Charms Professor Ahaz Schwartz, the school's Charms class will use textbooks written by Mr. Klein himself from now on.

In addition, due to the complete replacement of teaching materials, the teaching of Charms will be jointly conducted by Dean Klein and Professor Schwartz.

Yoland Klein(Signed)

Hibernian Academy of Magic

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If Maka saw this notice, he would immediately start to wonder if Halbo wanted to do something to these little wizards.

Because as of now, this old guy doesn't have that much free time to spend on such long-term development.

But in the eyes of the little wizards in Heberhe, this may be a very good learning opportunity - they still remember that when the Israeli Ministry of Magic was burned to rubble by the mysterious dark wizard, they stepped forward to defeat it.

The powerful enemy was none other than their dean.

Now, almost the whole school is talking about it, thinking that their old principal is some kind of incredible hidden wizard.

Although I don’t understand why he was so low-key in the past, even not showing up except at the beginning and end of each school year, but as long as there is something to learn, what is there to complain about?

However, they did not know that just inside the dean's room of the school, a witch was imprisoned who was brought in by their current "dean" himself.

"Danglang-danglang-"

Miriam hit the copper pillar at the foot of the bed with the heavy shackles on her feet, but her eyes seemed to be looking at the opposite wall without focus.

Speaking of which, she didn't suffer much at all. Apart from some skin torn by the shackles with powerful magical restraints, she didn't even suffer any injuries.

But for her, just not being able to leave here is scary enough.

How is Asaph doing? Is he okay? Can he survive until now? Or...

A series of questions kept circulating in her mind, but after trying countless times but unable to open the door, she could not find any answers on her own.

Even if Asaph died the day after he was brought here, she would still have no way of knowing.

"Dang Cang——"

Miriam bumped the foot of the bed again, making a crisp sound. Even though she knew that no matter what the sound was, it would definitely be inseparable from this room, this was her only struggle.

No, it's not so much a struggle, but a bit of comfort that she gave herself.

If she hadn't done this, I'm afraid she would have been in despair due to various factors... Facts have proved that from the moment she became concerned about Asaph, all the training she had done in the past became a pile of jokes.

"If I could have pleaded with Mr. MacLean at that time, would the outcome have been completely different? Even if Asaph had just been left there..."

At this point, even if Miriam finally feels regretful, it will be of no use.

And at this moment, with a soft "click", the door that seemed like a cliff to her slowly opened.

"Come on! It's time to eat..."

The person who came in was not Haierbo himself, but the teacher who used magic to control his heart after he came here. But even if he is an ordinary wizard, Miriam, who cannot use magic, can't do anything at all.

Seeing the sharp-tongued teacher putting some simple food on the table, she got up and punched him, but was restrained before her fist could reach his face.

Then, she could only watch the faculty member exit the room with a blank look on his face, and the many magic restrictions on the door started to operate automatically again.

Her futile resistance just now was repeated almost three times a day, although it never worked even once.

Waiting for the magic spell on her body to expire again, Miriam suddenly collapsed on the cold floor, staring at the ground slightly lost in thought for a long time.

It wasn't until she came to her senses alone that she slowly got up and walked to the table, grabbed the food and stuffed it into her mouth haphazardly.

Until now, she had not forgotten to fill her stomach. In the past, during training, she had always known that death was the pursuit of a dead soldier, but now she just wanted to live longer.

Even if Miriam understands that her value to Haierbo is to attract "Grandpa Raven", she still has to live.

Because she also understood that her Grandpa Raven might have abandoned her long ago.

"Dang Cang——"

Another crisp sound echoed in the room, but there was no way out. (To be continued)