Mastering Thunder from Hogwarts

More than three years have passed since the split of the German Ministry of Magic that shocked the international wizarding world, and the time came to June 1991.

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

"Albus, have you really made up your mind?" Professor McGonagall, who was sitting across from the principal's desk, looked at the old man in front of him. With his right hand, he involuntarily pulled a few sizzling honey candies from the candy dish in front of him and stuffed them in.

In his own mouth.

"Didn't I already ask everyone's opinions about this decision at the school staff meeting? At that time, you didn't express any objection." Dumbledore, who was in front of the principal's desk, pushed his half-moon eyes and showed a gentle expression.

Smile, "Except Severus of course."

"Minerva, you should have heard that not only Durmstrang and Beauxbatons in Europe, but also the Ilvermorny School of Magic in the United States have considered opening a special training school.

It has been verified that the training method recorded in "Tactical Training" can indeed improve the wizard's 'magic sensitivity'!"

"Hogwarts shouldn't lag behind others, right? After all, the founder of this training method came from us." Dumbledore said while stuffing it into his mouth again.

Get a handful of sweets.

"You know that's not what I'm referring to!" McGonagall heard Dumbledore change the subject and couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, "There is nothing wrong with opening training courses. This is something that is beneficial to the growth of all students, but

The question is, are you really prepared to ask 'him' to come back and teach this course in person?"

"Is there any problem? I remember you liked him very much when we were in school..." Dumbledore looked at his old friend in front of him curiously.

"There is nothing wrong with him, of course. I am still proud of being able to teach such an outstanding student like him." Thinking of a certain person, Mag couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

"But the problem is his identity!" At this time, McGonagall became serious again, "You should know what his reputation is in the international wizarding world now, not to mention that he just won the 'International Wizarding Duel' recently.

Contest's champion thing."

"Even now, he is also serving as an Auror training consultant to the Ministry of Magic in many countries, and is also an equipment supplier to various countries, and a senior researcher at the International Alchemy Research Center, not to mention his status as the founder of tactical training. Now he is regarded by outsiders as

, It’s just like another young Dumbledore!”

Speaking of this, McGonagall glanced at Dumbledore with a look of complaint, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. Do you think that a busy man like him can be invited back to Hogwarts as a professor just by your words?"

?Don't be rejected by him when the time comes, which will make your old face unbearable."

"Hahaha..." Dumbledore couldn't help grinning when he heard this, "Minerva, it's really gratifying to see you still care about me so much, but your worries are really unnecessary."

"Indeed, as you said, his current achievements are indeed very brilliant. Sometimes even I can't help but sigh that this guy can go so far, but it is precisely because he is good enough that Hogwarts needs him more.

"

"Hey..." Dumbledore sighed melancholy, "You also know what the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in school is like now. The quality of teaching is always uneven, and the new professors are getting better every year.

It’s hard to recruit in a year.”

"If this continues, the students of Hogwarts will definitely be separated from other magic schools. As for whether I can really invite him back, I am still certain. I believe that the conditions I gave will definitely impress him."

"So you asked him to come back. In addition to being a training professor, do you also want him to make up for the shortcomings caused by the declining quality of Defense Against Dark Arts courses?" McGonagall nodded thoughtfully, "This is indeed a good idea.

, he has always had a good way of managing students, and I still remember the changes he brought to various colleges in the two years before he graduated, although the situation has gone back again now."

"But..." McGonagall still had some doubts at this time, "Even so, is it really necessary to ask him to come back in person? Asking an Auror who has received his training to come back seems to solve the problem."

Speaking of this, McGonagall looked at Dumbledore with suspicion, "Did you hear any strange rumors recently that made you so interested in him, such as the prophecy of a certain divination professor?"

"Haha, you don't always have to be biased against Trelawney, Minerva, she actually does a good job in her position." Dumbledore shook his head and smiled.

"Are you talking about the fact that she always curses students to die every year?" Mag couldn't help rolling her eyes at the other party, "If it's for this reason, I think there is no need to make it so grand."

"Minerva!" Dumbledore suddenly looked at McGonagall seriously, "That boy will also enroll in school next school year, he needs him!"

Gu Xi

"He..." After hearing Dumbledore's words, McGonagall was choked on what she was about to say. She had no choice but to shake her head, "Well, I can't tell you, but you just have to know what's going on."

After the conversation ended, Professor McGonagall left the principal's office thoughtfully.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, looked very worried at this time. He walked slowly to the window and looked at the little wizards under the tower who were having a party because the end of the semester was approaching.

"I'm afraid your good days are coming to an end." Dumbledore looked at these young children with a hint of shame, and then remembered that McGonagall mentioned the rumors before, "I'm sorry Minerva.

You will become superstitious involuntarily."

Thinking of this, Dumbledore couldn't help but murmured the prophecy he had heard before, "Will the blessing of the Seventh Star of the Big Dipper lead the Savior to break through the darkness, and will the silver lightning eventually pierce the night sky?"

After muttering, Dumbledore's eyes became firm again, and then he apparated and disappeared from the place.

When Dumbledore appeared again, he had already arrived at the bustling Diagon Alley, and then walked straight into the business store that always seemed so lively here.

"I finally understand why Minerva used the word 'grand' to describe him." Dumbledore raised his head and glanced at the silver glitter shop that had expanded to thousands of square meters, but was still crowded with all kinds of merchandise.

Inside the firm.

At this time, in the Silver Flash Trading Company, a burst of pleasant and melodious music came to my ears, and colorful magical animals hovered in the sky, as if I had entered a small magical zoo in an instant.

Beside him, nearly a hundred wizards had smiles on their faces, walking back and forth between the counters filled with all kinds of strange alchemy props, always discussing the latest props in the store, or crowding around the record counter.

Carefully selecting your favorite records, you can even see some of them wandering around the store every day. These guys don't buy anything, they just enjoy the music and the air-conditioning.

"Is this just the off-season? I can't imagine what this place will look like after those little guys go on summer vacation." Dumbledore shook his head with emotion, and then walked straight to the innermost counter.

At this time, at the counter of the store, a husky in a dress was neatly calculating accounts for customers. Even regular customers here were always curious about why his dog paws were so skillful in operating the cash register.

"Hogg." Dumbledore came to the counter and couldn't bear to interrupt the busy dog ​​in front of him, but if he continued to wait, he might have to wait until the store closed, so he couldn't help but shout to him.

"Wow?" Hogg, who was busy settling accounts, was startled by the call from the side, and then grinned and said, "It's Principal Dumbledore, why are you free to come to us today? I remember that the school seems to be still open now."

It’s not a holiday, I’m sorry, I’m too busy here and can’t come out to greet you.”

"It's okay." Dumbledore couldn't help but smile when he saw Hogg's cuteness, "I'm here to see Anduin. Is he in the shop today?"

"Ask your Majesty, he is meeting guests on the third floor right now, but they are all people you know. Please wait a moment, I will have someone take you up to find him." Hogg replied in a leisurely manner, and then tilted his head.

He yelled, "Ibrahimovic! Ibrahimovic! Where the hell have you gone?"

"Here it comes! Here it comes!" Ibrahimovic, who has graduated for more than a year, still looks shy. He is seen running over from the side in a hurry, holding a box of alchemy talismans in his hand.

"You kid, why are you still acting like a mother-in-law after more than a year in the job? Didn't you see Principal Dumbledore coming? I don't know how to receive him. Take the principal to the office on the third floor quickly and be smart!" Hogg said at this time.

He pointed at Ibrahimovic like a dog, exactly like a boss commanding his subordinates.

"You asked me to go into the warehouse to replenish the goods..." Ibrahimovic muttered with an aggrieved look, but after Hogg glared at him, he immediately shut up, then quickly put down the cargo box in his hand and gathered

Go to Dumbledore's side.

"Sorry principal, I was not in the store just now and didn't see you come in. Please come up with me." Ibrahimovic apologized in a panic and led Dumbledore up the stairs.

"It doesn't matter, you don't need to be so nervous." Seeing that the former prefect of the school was now being barked at by a dog, Dumbledore couldn't help but feel a little funny, "Ibrahimovic, haven't you been employed at Silver Flash Trading Company for almost two years?

How old are you? Why are you still doing these odd jobs?"

"Hehe... That's not the case." Ibrahimovic scratched his head in embarrassment, "Actually, I am usually responsible for the operation of the entire British store. Recently, it was because Anduin and Hogg came back from abroad.

He came to the store to help me when I had time. Don't look at Hogg's fierce look on me. It's just because the store is too busy right now, and if it weren't for his help, I would actually be even more confused in the store."