The Evil God of Hogwarts

"Okay." As soon as these words were spoken, Clara immediately realized something was wrong, "I'm afraid, Miss Shafik, I'm afraid this..."

"Call me Ellie, please call me Ellie." The eldest lady gently pressed her hand on the back of the girl's hand, "I know this is a secret between you. As you can see, my relationship with Xing Ze is also very good."

"Huh?" Clara responded with some confusion.

"Can't you see?"

"Yes, very good." Looking at that delicate face and the warmth coming from her hands, Clara fell into a trance.

"Then tell me a little bit, just a little bit, and I promise not to tell anyone." Ellie winked playfully.

Clara came back to her senses, she nodded and whispered: "That's it, Mr. Xing Ze wants me to translate a rune document."

"Hmm. What's it about?"

"Excuse me, I really can't tell you this." Clara stopped the topic in time, "Do you know "Traveling with a Vampire"?"

"Wha...what?" Ellie asked in confusion.

"Have you not read it?" The girl seemed to have found a treasure. She suddenly took Ellie's hand and said, "Let me tell you, this book is really interesting."

"Wow, Clara." Ellie was startled by the girl's sudden aura. She leaned back and tried to take her hand away, but what she didn't expect was that the other party was very strong.

…

"Oh, young man, you came just in time." Professor Bubaji came from the opposite side holding a pile of documents, "Hold it for me."

Xing Ze hurriedly took it, stabilized his center of gravity, and then stepped aside, "Why don't you use the floating spell, professor?"

"They are all test papers, test papers for students' final exams," Professor Bubbaji explained.

Hogwarts exam papers are made of special paper and require students to use designated ink for their answers. This way, teachers can use the magic spell to correct without having to go through the trouble of doing it themselves.

Of course, this technology is not yet mature. The only flaw is that the test paper cannot be stained by any magic before marking, otherwise the magic ink on it will become invalid.

"There is something we need to talk about, Xing Ze." Professor Bubaji opened the door and let Xing Ze in first.

After Xing Ze placed the test papers on the table, she continued: "You know, teachers cross-correct the test papers to avoid short-term coverage."

"Yes, Professor." Xing Ze nodded, "So, what I grade is the test paper of the class I lead, and what you grade is mine."

"Uh-huh. Let me get this straight. One of your classes, Xing Ze, has a somewhat high failure rate. I made a list and I hope you can talk to these students."

Xing Ze took the list from the professor. He looked at it carefully and found that most of the names on the list were Slytherin students. Of course, there were acquaintances such as Draco Malfoy and Lena Custer.

"Most of the students are Slytherins," Xing Ze muttered, "and some are Gryffindors."

"The most important thing is Slytherin." Professor Bubbaji reminded, "Most of the students there are from pure-blood families, and their ideas are difficult to change."

"So, you think they failed the exam on purpose?"

"It's very possible." The professor poured himself a cup of coffee. "This happens every year. Some families, wizard families, don't want their children to get good grades in this class.

"If this gets out, they will lose face. Therefore, many students from big families will deliberately not pay attention to the exam even if they like the subject. You know what I'm talking about, right?"

Xing Ze nodded, "You want me to talk to those students so that they can pass the make-up exam next week, and by the way, do a home visit to see if those big families can support their children."

"Very good, Xing Ze." Professor Bubaji clapped his hands, "Although I didn't originally plan to ask you to do a home visit, but you brought it up, let's do it."

Damn it! Xing Ze cursed in his heart, still keeping a smile on his face.

"Hey, have you read the newspaper?" Ben rushed into the office in a hurry, but his feet slipped and he fell straight into the pile of test papers.

Xing Ze instinctively waved his wand and used a small air magic to hold Ben. Professor Bubaji screamed in despair.

"What have you done, Ben?"

Ben patted his chest in shock, but after seeing the test paper on the table, he showed an even more horrified expression.

"Tell me, Xing Ze, you didn't use magic to save me just now."

Xing Ze secretly put away the wand in his hand and tried to change the topic: "Ben, what did you want to say just now?"

"Quiet, you two." Professor Bubaji was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She walked quickly to the pile of test papers to check, and then shook her head.

"It's ruined." She said weakly, "Do you know what this means? It means that I need to grade this test paper myself."

Professor Bubaji's sharp eyes fell on Ben, "Say something, Ben."

"I'm here to help..."

"Well said, Ben. I'll leave it to you then." Professor Bubbaji said before he spoke, and the anger on his face immediately disappeared.

"But, Professor, what I mean is..."

"Oh, why bother mentioning such an unpleasant thing. Tell me why you're here, MacMillan."

Ben Chong winked at Xing Ze and signaled him to help quickly.

"Professor." Xing Ze asked carefully, "Whose papers belong to them."

"I'm from your class."

"That's no problem." Xing Ze nodded.

"What?" I spread my hands, looking helpless.

"Okay, let's talk. What's in the newspaper, Ben." Xing Ze urged.

Poor MacMillan had no choice but to calm down, took out a newspaper from the sleeve of his robe and said: "There was a murder in the village of Novi Ravenska."

"Boring." Professor Bubaji spread his hands. "There are murders every day. You should really go to Knockturn Alley, MacMillan."

"This time is different." Ben picked up the newspaper, "Those wizards died in strange ways, and they were all..."

"Give me the newspaper, Ben." Xing Ze waved.

Ben handed the newspaper to Xing Ze, and then continued in a mysterious manner: "The newspaper said those people were doing some weird rituals. Professor, don't you think this is a good teaching material?

"When a murder occurs in a village where Muggles and wizards live together, we can teach students how to deal with this situation. How to deal with troublesome police, people, and how to deal with those annoying media."

"Don't go." Xing Ze returned the newspaper to Ben and hurried out.

"Why?" Ben frowned, "I also want to take the students to see it after the incident subsides for a while."

"I'm not kidding, Ben. Don't go near that place." Xing Ze said seriously.

"What's wrong with him?" Ben looked at Professor Bubaji.

"Listen to him, MacMillan." The professor took a sip of black coffee. "Don't go near that place."

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