Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

The Hogwarts faculty meeting did not last long.

I briefly introduced the current situation, and by the way, after guiding the official faculty and researchers inside and outside the school to get to know each other, even if the meeting tonight is over, there may be countless details to be discussed afterwards, but that is not the goal to be solved tonight. .

On the other hand, for most of the professors, what happened tonight will produce a little bit of sadness and anxiety.

Even a wizard like Professor McGonagall who has tasted the "Magic" bonus has to seriously think about the change of position in the new situation-the long time has already proved Dumbledore's foresight, no one will question the judgment of the old man. As Professor Apocalis said, a new era of magic education has begun. As professors at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, they are positioned at the forefront of this wave.

"Thank you, Mr. Filch, but I still plan to stroll around the castle..."

Grindelwald smiled and declined Filch's proposal to go downstairs together, and pointed at the empty corridor on the side.

"Today's accident affects not only teachers. I think the students are also very excited. I plan to inspect the corridors and classrooms on these floors last to see if there are any night outing students who have not returned to the dormitory. By the way See if there are any "lost" foreign guests."

A strange look flashed in the eyes of the old wizard. Since meeting Elena, he has learned a lot of new knowledge in anti-reconnaissance.

If he could develop his power in a low-key manner like Elena did, maybe when he first assembled in Paris, it would not be a horn to convene believers and ignite the flames of war, but rather sit in a chair to receive the French wizards’ advice. Surrender.

"Students who wander at night? Oh, yes, yes, those tricky little bastards—"

Argus Filch nodded in agreement, his old sallow cheeks full of irritation.

"Especially the energetic mischief of Gryffindor. I have always heard that the Weasley twins often swim at night, but every time they go to capture them, they are slipped away. I doubt they must have used something. Two despicable magic sub-schemes-then I will go to inspect the lower floors, the underground classrooms have complicated terrain, it is better for me to take care of them. As for the castle, it will take hard work..."

"Let me help, too. I won't have class tomorrow morning, so I can just sleep a little longer."

At this moment, a voice suddenly penetrated into the conversation between the two.

Mr. Filch turned his head, the expression on his face instantly became subtle, and it seemed to be mixed with many complex emotions.

"Black? Uh, Professor Black—"

He almost forgot that the maintenance of Hogwarts' morals and the management of the castle have long been different from the era when one person played alone.

Today’s Hogwarts Castle management team consists of three castle administrators, four student discipline committees, thirteen ghost patrol members, and a "four-house walk" who has guest appearances on the discipline committee from time to time, and Sirius Black is The new administrator this semester.

I have to say that watching the little **** in the school turn into his own colleague, this feeling is still quite complicated.

"I know Gryffindor. When I was in school, I didn't know the secret passage in these corridors?"

Sirius Black said triumphantly, ignoring Mr. Filch's entangled expression.

When he and James and others went to school, the four of them were the most powerful night tour group. Now these students are too safe and well-behaved compared to them at the time. As for Elena, who is generally regarded as troublesome, Black seemed to be okay in fact—the Miss Kaslana used more rules, or, in other words, drilled holes in school rules, and really blatant violations of discipline were quite rare.

"The twin brothers of the Weasley family, I also heard recently, I roughly guessed some of their support-if they are still walking at night like before, I think I will soon'meet' them. In fact, I I'm really curious about what new tricks have been added over the years?"

As Sirius spoke, his eyes sparkled with excitement, as if he had seen a prey beast.

"Uh, but you are also a professor of Transfiguration? Don't you prepare a course..."

"Don't worry about this. I have to stop the course for a while - I haven't had time to fully understand Professor McGonagall's new theory, and most of the content of subsequent courses will have to be adjusted for a while, just to take advantage of this time. Well rectify the school spirit and discipline."

Sirius Black scratched his hair with some annoyance, not wanting to talk too much about the new Transfiguration theory.

If it weren't for taking care of his godson, he wouldn't be a professor at all with Sirius's character.

Now I’m fine, I was accidentally deceived by Dumbledore to Hogwarts, and became an assistant professor of transfiguration who originally thought he could “just go for it”. As a result, the new semester was less than halfway through, and the academic leader announced the overthrow of more than a dozen centuries. Since the basic law, began to take the lead in the charge.

Compared to the fussing and fragile students, Sirius Black felt that his mentality was pretty good.

As a formal professor, he has to complete the contents of seven grades.

More importantly, according to Professor McGonagall's requirements, he had better participate in the compilation of new textbooks as soon as possible.

After tonight’s plenary meeting, Sirius has seen a gloomy future. In addition to [Modern Transfiguration], he will have to go to school every day to make up lessons and learn those "simple" things that don’t sound like good things. "Mathematics", "Simple Physics".

Under the pressure of such a gloomy and difficult reality, Sirius felt that he must find a way to do something positive.

For example, to maintain order in some schools, to educate and educate students who have problems in the new year...

"All in all, during this period of time, my energy will be more devoted to the work of the castle administrator."

Sirius Black said with bright eyes, looking expectantly at the dark corridors around him.

"In terms of time, just start tonight, Mr. Filch, I can share a few secret passages with you first-I guess some of them should be something you didn't know before. Of course, maybe you know it now, after all. It has been so many years since I graduated. It would be better if there were supplements. I have been hearing about the secret inheritance between the administrators of Hogwarts Castle..."

"Uh, secret inheritance? Where is this kind of thing—"

Argus Filch was silent for a few seconds, and waved his hand with a wry smile, but his expression gradually eased.

No matter how annoying this kid Blake was when he was in school, he is now his colleague. If he had this former demon king, the subsequent castle management work would indeed be a lot easier, at least those little boys could not be as unscrupulous as before. Up.

"If there is such a thing, Professor Black, when you were making trouble at school, you would have been confined and closed until the holiday. The thing that every castle keeper left to his successor is the tattered office. The one with that cabinet—"

When Filch was halfway through speaking, the expression on his face suddenly changed, frowning slightly.

"A cabinet? Confiscated prohibited items?"

Sirius asked curiously. He and James had been looking at those things for a long time when they were in school.

It is a pity that in Hogwarts, it is a big mistake to sneak into the official faculty office. If you are caught for stealing in the castle keeper's office, even if you will not be expelled from the school, you will be a laughing stock among the school classmates— -Moreover, the uncertainty of earnings is too high.

"Prohibited items are of course one aspect, but there is another thing..."

Filch pondered for a few seconds, seeming to be doing a difficult psychological struggle, and finally sighed long.

"Forget it, you must all know that I don't, uh, or don’t have any magical abilities. But the previous Hogwarts castle administrators are different, and there are many very powerful wizards in this position. I always think that There should be more secrets in the office. If you are really a Hogwarts-approved castle administrator, maybe you can get some different inheritance there?"

"More... secrets? Different inheritance?"

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, repeating Filch's words thoughtfully, and suddenly came a little bit of interest.

"So it sounds like you have found some secrets, or you have already got some Hogwarts heritage? A little presumptuously, what is your heritage? When Professor Dumbledore hired me, I haven't said this."

As a retired Dark Lord, Grindelwald doesn't care about power and inheritance of magic.

What he really cared about was that if he could learn from this Mr. Filch some secrets that Albus didn’t know, some secrets about Hogwarts Castle, then it would be great — for Hogwarts The principal of UU introduced Hogwarts, UU reading www.uukānshu.com, it’s wonderful to think about it.

"To be honest, I'm not so sure...maybe or not."

Filch shrugged, raised his finger and pointed to a shadow in the corner of the corridor not far away.

Meow--

Before Grindelwald and Sirius had turned their heads, they heard a somewhat pesky cat cry.

In the shadow of the lights, Mrs. Lorice walked out silently, casting a huge shadow on the wall. In less than a few seconds, he quickly came to Filch's feet and drew affectionately against the old castle administrator who had no magical ability.

"I always thought that Mrs. Loris was a gift from Hogwarts."

Filch squatted down and picked up his cat, stroked it gently, and said softly as if talking to himself.

"It's not just because of its unusual lifespan. I asked Mr. Scamander. Even a purebred cat and raccoon would be too old to move at her age. More importantly, she always This time, I can find the bad boys faster than I can, and then'tell' me. Therefore, I always think this castle is alive, and it may have quietly told Mrs. Lorice first..."

Immediately afterwards, Filch recovered quickly and shook his head somewhat amused.

"Of course, these are mostly my fantasies. How can the castle know where the students are making trouble..."

"A special gift from Hogwarts? That's it. I believe you, Mr. Filch..."

The smile on Sirius's face gradually disappeared, he tentatively touched Mrs. Loris, and whispered thoughtfully.

"It's true. There is no doubt that Hogwarts Castle is alive."

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(End of this chapter)