The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

Naturally, Newland couldn't see Sceffen's lonely look.

At this moment, he had already walked out of another fireplace a hundred miles away.

He patted the dust off his body with a smile, and spun around to look around.

What he is in now is actually an apartment that does not occupy too much area.

Compared with the Ministry of Magic, the decoration style here is simple and novel, full of artistic atmosphere, quite modern.

The only regrettable thing is that the furniture in the living room is slightly worn out.

No, none of these furniture can be described as shabby.

It looked like it had been moved out of a dump, and looked out of place with the rest of the apartment.

But Newland didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

Because he moved all these furniture from the old house.

Only these old furniture can make his mother, who has lost her eyesight, find some familiarity here.

Newland stepped on the soft carpet to the window and opened the curtains.

As the curtains were slowly opened, tall buildings lined with trees and a flood of traffic flowed in front of his eyes.

This made Newland take a deep breath in satisfaction.

This is the inner city of New York, the most prosperous place in the entire New York City, the financial center of the entire country, and his home.

Since the Gringotts heist, Newland has directly bought the apartment by virtue of the dividends.

In the eyes of many wizards and really rich Muggles, this is actually not a very good choice.

After all, restricted by the law of secrecy, a wizard in a bustling city is almost equivalent to being banned.

This is an unbearable torture for wizards.

And the overly bustling and noisy atmosphere here is not the living environment that real Muggle rich people are satisfied with.

However, none of these are problems in Newland's view.

As a member of the Auror Office,

As Link's direct subordinate, the restrictions imposed by the secrecy law on him are almost non-existent.

As for the environment made of reinforced concrete like a concrete cage, he enjoyed it even more.

Best of all, his mother loved it too!

"Newland, are you back?"

Just as he was thinking about it, the voice of an old woman suddenly came from behind him.

Newland turned his head with a smile, and when he saw the apron on the old woman, he hurriedly supported her and said with a frown:

"Mom, what are you doing again? I've already said all these housework, just let me do it. You can't see, what if you hurt yourself?"

Facing Newland's concern, the old woman didn't see any smile on her face, and said coldly:

"Today is Thursday, why did you come back so early?"

Newland said while unfastening the apron on the old woman:

"After get off work, I will go home naturally."

"lie!"

The old woman obviously lost her eyesight, but she reached out her hand but still grabbed Newland's ear precisely and said, "You see, you are obviously lazy and ran back early! I warn you, Newland, your boss is really serious to you." Good! If you forget his kindness, don't work hard, or do something that is sorry for him, the consequences..."

The old woman did not continue to speak, but slightly increased the strength in her hands.

To be honest, this kind of strength is actually nothing to the rough-skinned Newland.

But Newland still cooperated and bent down, exclaiming in pain:

"It's wrong, it's wrong, mom, I know it's wrong!"

"As long as you know!"

The old woman let go of her hand, and then rubbed Newland distressedly, and continued talking in a rambling manner.

And Newland had a smirk on his face.

"Jingle Bell--"

The soft doorbell rang quietly.

The old lady and Newland who were talking were taken aback.

They are not welcome in this apartment, and usually no neighbors come to visit at all.

Newland let go of the old lady's hand suspiciously, and slowly came to the door.

Through the cat's eyes, he could clearly see a coolly dressed OL woman standing outside the door.

The other party seemed to have noticed that someone had arrived behind the door and was watching her.

So she smiled slightly, adjusted her glasses and said:

"Mr. Newland, I have a considerable business that I would like to discuss with you."

"Go away, I don't buy anything!"

Newland cursed, "Damn it, when I bought this apartment, the intermediary said that the butler service and security service here are top-notch? But what happened? Now even the salesman is included, What rubbish! I'm going to complain to them in a moment!"

"Newland! Don't swear! As for the salesman outside, let her talk first. It's quite boring to stay here all the time."

The old woman said loudly. As soon as the words came out, Newland, who was still angry before, scratched his head in embarrassment and said:

"Well, Mom, I was wrong."

As he spoke, he opened the door that he had previously sealed with a spell.

But as the door opened, the blond ol' girl outside the door smiled awkwardly and said:

"Actually, I'm really not a salesman."

Newland said with a mocking smile on his face:

"Then what are you doing..."

Newland's voice stopped abruptly, because the blond-haired OL woman on the opposite side had already lifted the hem of her clothes.

Of course, the opening was not that big, just slightly revealing the bulging wand sheath hidden at her waist.

If you have a wand, you're a wizard.

"Sir, I really want to talk to you about a big deal. Do you think..."

The blond-haired OL woman glanced at the old woman while talking.

The meaning is already obvious.

The smile on Newland's face disappeared instantly, he closed the door calmly, and said lightly:

"That's my mother. I won't hide anything from her. If you have something to say, just say it."

"If that's the case, fine."

The blond OL woman pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Newland, we are very clear about your position in the Ministry of Magic and your relationship with Link Foley. Therefore, we need you to do something for us. Of course, These things are not too dangerous, and they are all small things within your ability. As a price, we will give you a condition that you cannot refuse. For example, one hundred thousand Galleons."

Halfway through the blond-haired OL woman's speech, the old lady who was still listening had already turned back and walked back to the kitchen.

This move made the blonde OL girl very satisfied.

After she finished speaking, she even stepped forward to lick Newland's earlobe, and said charmingly:

"Even, I myself can be regarded as an additional condition."

Newland's face turned red when he heard the words.

He breathed a little while his throat wriggled and said:

"who are you?"

"About this point, we can't talk about it." The blond OL woman said with a smile, "But I think you probably already have some ideas in your heart, don't you?"

Newland nodded and asked again:

"Indeed, I can probably guess your identities. But the question is, how did you choose me. And the method is still like this..."

"So direct?"

The blond-haired OL woman continued, "It's actually very simple, because you and Link Foley are not on the same side, aren't you? We have studied you in depth for a long time, and you can't stand it if you are dead." It's a relationship of mutual use. And since Link Foley can afford the price, we can naturally give you more. You should have no reason to reject us. So, those so-called temptations can also be avoided gone."

After she finished speaking, she raised her head proudly.

From that appearance, it seemed as if the winning ticket was already in hand.

But it's not really her fault.

Because at this time, Newland was already so excited that he almost couldn't control himself.

This appearance, as if bewitched by beauty and money.

And this is completely in line with the previous investigation of him by the blonde OL woman.

Newland is completely a profit machine.

The hard life in the past has already stripped the so-called loyalty from his spirit.

Such a person is born to be a traitor!

Just as the blonde OL was thinking about it, the old woman came out of the kitchen again.

However, unlike before, she was still holding a sushi knife in her hand.

The afterglow of the setting sun outside the window shone on the sharp edge, reflecting dazzling light.

This reflection made the blond OL girl squint her eyes involuntarily, and a bad premonition arose in her heart.

A strong wind suddenly hit.

The blond OL girl turned her head instinctively, only to see the brilliance in front of her, and then she flew out as if hit by a moving train.

Boom——

She fell to the ground hard, the violent impact made her whole body numb, and her consciousness fell into a momentary confusion.

But at the last moment of coma, she saw Newland holding the wand and hugged the old woman, and cheered excitedly:

"Mom! I've caught this spy! I'm sure I'll be promoted again this time!"

The blonde OL woman who watched this scene almost vomited blood.

She tried her best not to let herself pass out, stretched out her hand with difficulty and whispered:

"For...why?"

"You still dare to ask me why?"

Newland asked in surprise, then looked around and smiled sarcastically.

All this around is already the answer.

This big apartment, his current job, his mother's health...

All of this comes from Link Foley.

Just like what his mother just said, His Excellency Link Foley's kindness to him cannot be described in words!

Facing such a boss, there is no such thing as betrayal!

"The movement just now was so loud, did you strike too hard?"

Newland was smiling, but the old woman pinched his ears precisely, "Why don't you send it to your boss soon? Don't die by then!"

"Oh! Got it, Mom!"

As Newland spoke, he hurriedly began to tie up the female OL who had lost her ability to move. By the way, he even cleaned up the furniture that was smashed by the female OL.

And listening to the movement in the apartment, the old woman also showed a gratified smile.

Although Newland has always said that he is doing business with the boss.

She didn't tell her anything more specific, but she knew in her heart that what her son was doing was probably not a serious job.

The boss he met at school would not be a good person either.

After all, if you are a good person, how can you earn so much money by doing a decent job?

But that's okay too.

What kind of kind person would be able to raise a child healthy and healthy in a place like Spinning Shuo Lane?

The old woman didn't care at all whether Newland had a decent job or not.

If the son is a thief, then she should be a thief.

This is a very normal thing in the old woman's view.

The only thing she cared about was whether her son was safe.

...

at the same time.

Inside the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

After many days, Link finally saw Dumbledore again.

Compared with a few days ago, Dumbledore looked as if he had just suffered a serious illness at this moment.

The whole person looks very haggard, and there are huge dark circles under the eyes.

"Professor Dumbledore, you should pay attention to rest." Link said while stroking Arkham's head, "Don't be beaten to death by the enemy, but you will exhaust yourself to death."

Hearing that Dumbledore's brows twitched, his eyes stared at Link full of resentment.

This made Link a little embarrassed.

After all, Dumbledore's appearance was probably caused by the pile of documents that Professor McGonagall handed over.

It's really inappropriate for me to say some sarcastic remarks on the sidelines.

"Ahem——"

He coughed twice and said, "Get down to business, Professor Dumbledore, why did you call me here this time?"

Dumbledore was about to speak, but Link continued:

"I guess it must not be because of work, right? You should be able to easily solve those things by yourself, without my intervention at all."

"Unfortunately, you guessed wrong."

Dumbledore said coldly, "I called you here because there are some tasks that need to be done by you and me."

Hearing this, Link sighed.

He knew that Dumbledore had naturally said so, so there was no room for maneuver at this time.

It seems that his leisure fishing life is coming to an end.

Link adjusted his sitting posture and said helplessly:

"What exactly is the job?"

"School is about to start, so you don't need to worry about tedious tasks like recruiting students. We have more experience in this area and do better. But there is a job that cannot be done with my strength alone. .”

Dumbledore said lightly, "Since the middle of last semester, Severus has been the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts. It is indeed feasible to use this teaching method temporarily, but it is already It's a new semester, and it's time for us to find a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

After finishing speaking, Dumbledore had a faint gloating smile on his face.

Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

This position can be said to be extremely magical.

It is almost impossible for anyone to sit in this position for a full year.

And almost all those who have held this position will encounter misfortune.

That's why it's not even said to have been cursed by Voldemort.

This kind of rumor is actually absurd and almost unreasonable.

But the long row of former Defense Against the Dark Arts professors who had suffered misfortune made the latecomers dare not believe it.

At the same time, this situation also made the annual Defense Against the Dark Arts professor a major problem.

In the past, Dumbledore spent a lot of time thinking about this matter every year.

And now, it's Link's turn to worry.

Presumably Link will also have a headache because of this incident, right?

Just imagining Link's frowning expression, Dumbledore couldn't help laughing.

However, upon hearing this, Link said very indifferently:

"Isn't this simple? Although no one outside is willing to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, there are people in our school who are willing. Professor Snape, isn't he very happy to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts? He himself Thinking about it, he should be willing, why not just let him become the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts directly.

That way, we'll just need to find another Potions master.

Compared with Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, Potions professors should be much easier to find. "

Link paused at this point, looked at Dumbledore's slightly darkened face and said with a smile:

"You should have planned these things already, right?"

Dumbledore was taking deep breaths back and forth.

It doesn't feel good to have a plan completely broken.

After a while, he said with an ugly face:

"How did you know?"

Link didn't speak, just shook his head silently.

Of course he couldn't say that Dumbledore arranged it this way in the original book.

But his actions, in the eyes of Dumbledore, have become complacent.

Dumbledore rubbed his hands, then suppressed the depression in his heart and said:

"As you said, I am going to let Severus be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in the new semester, and Severus has already agreed to it. As for the new professor of Potions, I chose Huo Russ Slughorn."

Perhaps thinking that a young man like Link should not know Horace Slughorn, Dumbledore explained, "He, like Severus, is the vice-chairman of the National Potions Association. .At the same time, he also served as the professor of Potions at Hogwarts and the head of Slytherin. So in terms of teaching level, you can give him sufficient trust."

So this is the standard retirement reemployment.

Link complained in his heart, but on the surface he nodded lightly and said:

"Then decide it's him, Professor Dumbledore, let it go, I absolutely trust you."

Hearing this, Dumbledore's ugly face eased a lot.

He got up slowly and said:

"In that case, let's go."

"Leaving?" Link was a little confused, "Where are you going?"

"Go to Horace Slughorn, of course. You don't think I got him back to Hogwarts before you agreed, do you?"

"No, of course I don't think so. I just think it's better for you to deal with it."

"But you're also one of the councilors at Hogwarts, aren't you? You should at least be a part of that. And Horace Slughorn, you should very well meet. He's a very special Man, I don't know if re-admitting him to Hogwarts was an uphill decision. Anyway, you'll know when you see him."

Dumbledore spoke very seriously.

This made Link have no way out.

He let out a long sigh, and finally stood up.

This brought a smile to Dumbledore's face.

He smiled slightly, and the steaming phoenix fire immediately covered the bodies of the two of them again.

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