Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

“Good morning~”

Early in the morning, Tver arrived at Blake’s old house in Grimmauld Place upon invitation.

There is still half a month left in the summer vacation, and he finally enjoys a relaxing vacation.

As for the promise to the Prime Minister…

To cure mad cow disease, Natwell really has no good solution for the time being. After all, no wizard would be bored and study the consequences of cannibalism in cattle.

What’s more, even Tver, who is now rich and wealthy, would not dare to think about letting infected cattle eat specially customized potions…

Anyway, he just gained the favor of senior British officials such as the Prime Minister, and it was not worth paying more for him.

Therefore, after the matter of “persuading” EU members was handed over to Burst, who returned to the UK with Ian Russell, Tver temporarily relaxed.

The reason why it is said to be temporary is because the joint office is still in the process of preparation. Especially for the British government, even if the Prime Minister speaks, some employees have to accept the concept of magic…

As for today, it was the time for the Order of the Phoenix to summarize its phased work, and he was purely here to make soy sauce.

“Good morning…” Sirius yawned and moved away from the door.

“We discussed some things in advance last night, and I just wanted to talk to you later. But everyone is sleepy, so we have to postpone the meeting a little longer.”

“I see it.” Tver said nonchalantly.

Anyway, he came to see the show. Although Dumbledore had been asking him to participate in the work of the Order of the Phoenix, he still helped decide some things.

But if he wants to fish, even Dumbledore can’t stop him!

“By the way, what is Dumbledore doing recently? I don’t seem to have heard much about him.” Tver asked casually as he stepped through the door.

Dumbledore knew about the Horcruxes, and Tweel also told him about some of the Horcruxes he had destroyed.

So during this period, Dumbledore…could he be studying Harry, the humanoid Horcrux?

“I don’t know…huh,” Sirius closed the door casually, the sleepiness in his tone ready to come out.

“No… the few times Snape came here, he always said that Dumbledore was studying something, and then from time to time he would go to the Ministry of Magic to chat with old friends.”

“Ministry of Magic? Old friend?” Tver turned around in surprise.

If there is anyone in the wizarding world who can be said to have friends all over the world, it must be Dumbledore.

Especially those old wizards, whose friendship with Dumbledore can be traced back at least several decades.

But when Fudge’s confrontational mood was running high, Dumbledore actually went to the Ministry of Magic?

“You don’t know?” Sirius showed an even more surprised expression, “I heard that Dumbledore came to the Ministry of Magic in the name of handing over work to you.”

“…”

Tweel has not seen Dumbledore in this period of time, so where is the handover work…

Seeing Turville’s expression, Sirius understood immediately.

“It’s okay if you don’t know. Anyway, the Department of Mysteries that Dumbledore went to said it was about studying souls, but we didn’t understand it either…”

“Professor? Why are you here?” Hermione was coming down the stairs and looked at Tver in surprise.

“I came here for a meeting,” Tver waved to her with a smile, “but I didn’t expect you to wake up so early during the summer vacation.”

“Actually, I discussed the meeting with Harry and the others last night, and I got up a little late…”

Hermione suddenly realized that she had slipped her words and covered her mouth suddenly.

Sirius smiled helplessly, “Just don’t let Molly know.”

“What don’t you want me to know?” Mrs. Weasley stretched out half her body from the kitchen, “You’re here, Turville, come in and have breakfast.”

After saying that, she got into the kitchen and got busy again.

Hermione immediately breathed a sigh of relief, shrank her neck in fear, and stuck out her tongue at Tweel.

“It seems you are quite naughty here.”

Turville walked into the kitchen first and sat on one side of the dining table, while Sirius and Hermione sat on either side of him.

Hermione blushed slightly.

“It’s already much better than George and Fred…” she muttered in defense of herself.

“What happened to the two of them?” Tver asked curiously.

Since the Weasley twins have to go back to school, their products are temporarily split between the joke shops in Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade.

Although they lost some profits, it also allowed them to save time and energy and concentrate on developing new products.

Hermione glanced at Mrs. Weasley’s position carefully, lowered her head and whispered, “They quietly stuffed some prank toys into our room, especially Ron and Harry, who fall for them from time to time.”

“Although I recovered quickly, every time

It can arouse Mrs. Weasley’s dissatisfaction, but she has been unable to collect their belongings several times…”

“Clang.”

Mrs. Weasley expressionlessly threw a large plate of grilled sausages and fried eggs in front of them, followed by the plates of the Turville trio.

Sensing a mother’s dissatisfaction, they quickly shut up and started enjoying a delicious breakfast.

“It’s really good,” Twil said complimentarily to Mrs. Weasley after taking a bite of the sausage, “your craftsmanship is much better than my mother’s.”

Hearing this, Mrs. Weasley sighed and placed the basket of bread in front of Turville.

“Rather than this, I hope my sons are learning knowledge from you instead of some random prank props.”

Tver raised his eyebrows, wanting to tell her that he didn’t teach them how to make prank props, it was entirely their talents.

But Mrs. Weasley certainly didn’t want to hear such quibbling words right now.

“They are very talented in this area. It can even be said that they are better than everyone in the world.”

Seeing that Turville dared to discuss this kind of thing with Mrs. Weasley so openly, Sirius and Hermione raised their heads in surprise while holding sausages in their mouths and fried eggs.

“The most difficult magic in the world is the one that brings joy to people.” Tver ignored the two people playing tricks and still stared at Mrs. Weasley.

“Mrs. Weasley, if I prohibit them from studying the things they like, I will be erasing their supposedly wonderful lives.”

“But…I always feel that that kind of thing is not reliable…”

Mrs. Weasley has some intentions, but as a parent, she hopes that her children can have a better life in the future.

At least, it can’t be as embarrassing as the Weasley family is now.

“There are already too many mediocre officials in this world. Why not let them try to become a pair of great people who spread joy throughout the world?”