Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

As soon as they finished their discussion, Cynthia couldn’t wait to push Malvolio away and grab the badge again.

“What about me? I have successfully gained the trust of Barty Crouch, and now I am not only his assistant, but also concurrently serving as the International Magical Law Office.”

Her excited voice came from the badge.

It’s no wonder she is so excited. As a newcomer who has been employed for less than a year, being able to achieve this level in the Ministry of Magic is already better than most people.

Especially since she is a graduate of Durmstrang, just eliminating the prejudices of her colleagues requires a lot of effort on her part.

But the problem is also obvious. Her scope of power is limited to the International Magical Cooperation Department.

“What’s going on with Lucius Malfoy recently? Especially what happened between him and Fudge.”

“I understand.” Cynthia paused for a moment and then switched to professional mode.

“Malfoy has complained to Fudge several times recently about the search. Of course, he didn’t pursue it too much because the search didn’t yield any adverse results.”

“However, he tried to contact your parents from the Ministry of Magic, and his contact with other pure-blood families became more frequent.”

It seems that the crocodile has taken the bait, Tver thought proudly.

After thinking for a while, he ordered Cynthia: “Mainly pay attention to his and Fudge’s movements, especially those related to Hogwarts.”

They chatted about the Ministry of Magic for a while, and it was near noon that Cynthia reluctantly ended the call under Malvolio’s teasing.

Tver, however, fumbled with the badge and fell into a thoughtful mood.

Before Muggles invented communication methods such as telegraphs, wizards’ double-sided mirrors were a magical means.

But after Muggles already had mobile phones, the number of alchemists who mastered double-sided mirror technology gradually decreased.

After sighing in emotion for a while in the office, he walked to the auditorium calmly.

Isn’t it true that such problems exist in the magical world, so he needs to solve them, right?

But now, he has a more pressing mission to perform.

At the entrance of the auditorium, Professor McGonagall stopped him directly.

“Twil, it’s time for me to remind you that Potter and Weasley’s confinement should be implemented as early as possible, especially Potter, so as not to delay his Quidditch training.”

Tver was stunned for a moment.

“I remember he has to train on the weekend, right? Do you want me to put him in solitary confinement after his training?”

Professor McGonagall curled her lips in confusion. This was the first time Tver had seen such an expression of disgust on her face.

“No today, because a certain college used a certain reason to jump in line.”

She told Turville what happened on the Quidditch field this morning.

In fact, it was the training ground that originally belonged to Gryffindor, but it was usurped by Snape in the name of training new players, and the two academy teams even started a conflict.

Tweel nodded in understanding. It turned out that it was related to Quidditch. No wonder Professor McGonagall was angry.

“Then I will confine them tonight. By the way, I will inform Malfoy and ask him to come over.”

“Malfoy?”

“Yes, he needs to be punished too.”

Tver smiled and nodded, but there was no doubt in his tone.

What’s more, Professor McGonagall just wanted Malfoy to be punished, let alone oppose Tweel’s opinion.

So at night, Harry and Ron unexpectedly saw Malfoy outside the office door.

At this time, Malfoy was dejected and his shoulders were slumped. He was no longer in the mood to mock Ron, who was still spitting out little slugs.

Because he said “Mudblood” on the Quidditch field, he was almost beaten by the Gryffindor crowd. When he met Dean Snape in the auditorium, he was stared at sinisterly, which scared him. I didn’t dare to eat all day.

Now I am so hungry that I am dizzy, but I am about to be detained by Professor Welfare.

Malfoy has only one feeling – regret now, very much.

If God gives him another chance, he will definitely not say those three words (one word) to that girl!

“Oh, so what if I bought seven Nimbus 2001s? I knew the professor – ugh – wouldn’t let you go easily.” Ron’s face was a little pale, but that didn’t stop him from provoking Malfoy.

Unable to resist his son’s request, Lucius spent a large sum of money to replace the entire Slytherin team with new brooms, which were as fast as a green shadow on the court.

Malfoy, now starving with hunger, just glanced at him and had no energy to reply.

Seeing this, Harry pulled Ron and continued to wait obediently.

They had been waiting outside the door for five minutes, because Professor Foley said they could not come in until eight o’clock sharp.

When the time comes, the office door opens

It opens on time, exactly within one second.

Tver nodded with satisfaction.

This is a timed magic.

But as we all know, magic will react based on a realistic condition, and time is a concept created by humans, and magic will not be used as a triggering condition.

If you want to achieve timed magic, Tver needs to carefully understand the consumption of magic power and achieve the simple timing method of burning a rope and breaking it.

When Harry and the three saw Tver who was smiling, they thought that tonight’s punishment would be easy, and they suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

“Tonight, you will experience the joy of Muggles working with their own hands…”

“Boom.”

Suddenly, Malfoy fell to the ground.

“No, you can be frightened even if you start working?” Tver said in surprise.

Harry took a look and said, “Professor, he probably fainted from hunger because he didn’t eat.”

After a while, Malfoy woke up faintly from the soft bed quilt.

He stared blankly for a moment before slowly regaining his luster.

Soft bed, professor’s office, etc., this won’t be——

“If you wake up, please get off my laptop and come over to have something to eat.” Tver’s voice sounded leisurely.

At this time, Malfoy gradually heard the sound of chewing food, but it was not from the professor, but from Harry and Ron, who were devouring food not far from him.

Especially Ron, who had been vomiting slugs all day, and was just cured by Tweel, and now he can finally have a full meal.

Seeing the fragrant scene, Malfoy’s stomach immediately growled and he quickly climbed out of bed.

However, compared to the weakness before coma, his body was much stronger, and it didn’t feel like it had been hollowed out at all.

The bed Malfoy had just been lying on floated back into a notebook, and then flew into Tweel’s hands.

He pointed to Harry and Harry’s dining table, where there were piles of barbecue and bread, which were gradually getting smaller under Ron’s attack.

“I fed you some magic potion, but it’s still not as good as eating a meal directly, so I specially asked the kitchen to prepare food for you. Come and eat.”

Malfoy swallowed, but first he saluted Twil.

“Thank you for your help.”

After saying that, he quickly ran to the dining table and grabbed the barbecue with Ron.

“Isn’t it very Yuya to be naked? Are you exposed like this at this time?”

(“Aren’t you very elegant? Why are you so rude now?”)

Although Ron’s words were vague, Malfoy still understood what he meant.

“That’s for the professor, Mu Xi is not qualified to make me elegant!”