"No, according to Professor McGonagall, the elimination rate in the future will be at least 20%..."
In the corridor of Hogwarts Castle, parents were leaving the classroom one after another, with deep anxiety lingering on everyone's brows.
Mr. Granger frowned and whispered to the companions beside him.
In the classroom behind everyone, Professor McGonagall was still trying to explain various problems surrounded by parents.
However, compared to other parents, they obviously have a more suitable person to ask:
Elena Kaslana, one of the participants in the new curriculum at Hogwarts.
"And if you fail the assessment, it is almost equivalent to being 'expelled' from the magic world. This kind of thing... what are those professors planning?"
"Didn't you hear that? Comprehensively improve the depth and breadth of teaching and enhance our comprehensive competitiveness."
Elena explained rather helplessly that if it weren't for Little Beaver's sake, she wouldn't be too lazy to answer a question several times.
"From now on, in addition to magical knowledge, the courses at Hogwarts will also cover a large number of basic subjects in the non-magical world. Those who will be eliminated and unemployed will not be our batch."
"Well, that's true. Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic responded very promptly in this regard. But -"
Mr. Granger nodded slightly, pondered for a few seconds, and then continued thoughtfully.
"Why do I feel that Professor McGonagall's words just now imply that if you can't find a suitable job in the magical world in the future, you might want to consider the non-magical world?"
"After all, the wizarding world hardly uses the knowledge from the non-magical world, right? Those new teaching contents sound more like a kind of insurance..."
"of course not--"
Elena raised her finger and shook it from side to side, and a little spark casually popped up from her fingertip and exploded in mid-air.
The next second, a thick, warm mist of water came towards us, brushing against everyone's cheeks silently.
"The essence of magic lies in thought, and the depth of thought naturally affects the intensity of magic."
"For example, there is a very obvious difference between consciously igniting hydrogen gas and 'exploding'. Another example is the magic that Professor McGonagall performed before the parent-teacher meeting——"
"Mrs. Abbott should be able to see that the conventional magic in the past could never achieve that kind of effect. Professor McGonagall said in a previous public academic lecture that it was formed by composite construction based on mathematical models, multi-deformation substitution, etc.
The 'new era' advanced transformation technique. There are many similar examples, including magic spells, potions, astronomy, anti-dark magic... they all seem to be there."
"As for where we will go after graduation, whether we will even participate in some jobs involving non-magical fields..."
Elena's peripheral vision glanced at Lucius Malfoy, who was not far behind everyone, and her voice was slightly raised, intentionally or unintentionally.
"As Grandma Neville said, these are naturally issues considered by the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts, and those at the top of the wizarding world."
"In fact, I vaguely heard Professor Apokalis mention before that many ancient and mysterious magic families are already working on solving this dilemma. Maybe by the time we graduate, the situation will not be as serious as it is now. After all, at least
It will be five or six years later, maybe at that time wizards were even helping to treat some difficult and complicated diseases in Muggle hospitals?"
"...Wizards, um, there are also doctors in the magic world?"
Mr. Granger was stunned for half a second and asked subconsciously.
"Well, St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies is in London. Dad, didn't I tell you before-"
Hermione rolled her eyes angrily and answered before Elena could answer, "But there is no dentist in the wizarding world. To straighten your teeth, you only need to use a simple magic-"
"You don't allow it anyway! Magical teeth correction has no scientific basis at all!"
Mr. Granger choked suddenly, then glared at his rebellious daughter with some irritation, and said with a serious frown.
"Dentistry involves complex head nerves, bones, and even muscle and nerve problems. Superficial correction position and size adjustment are simply messy!"
"Ah, that's right - you just don't like the fact that there is no 'dentist' category among therapists anyway."
Hermione shrugged her shoulders and replied nonchalantly that after this parent-teacher conference was over, she would definitely have to receive a round of education when she went back during the summer vacation.
Under the influence of a certain senior witch, she also learned the legendary method of "showing off" - anyway, if you want to be reprimanded, then if you want to retaliate, just do it in advance, otherwise it will be a big loss.
As expected, Mr. Granger had no power to fight back against the "new version" of Hermione, and with the "war" between the Grangers and his daughter, the doubts that originally lingered around Elena naturally did not continue to be explored.
With the possibility of going down, most of Mr. Granger's energy quickly shifted to dealing with the provocations of his rebellious daughter.
"..."
Benitez fell into a strange silence as he looked at the father-daughter conflict that suddenly broke out in front of him.
In Miss Granger, he clearly saw a familiar hint of rebellion, as well as an arrogance that made people's temples jump.
As the real initiator and the parent of all evil, all Benitez can do now is to send silent blessings and hope that Mr. Granger's psychological adjustment ability will be stronger.
After all, unlike his time back then, today's Elena and others are also little magic witches - even if Miss Granger is not that naughty, but under the instigation and influence of a certain little villain, her blocking ability and
The choking ability can be said to be better than the old, but as the father, they lost the ultimate deterrent method early.
As for Hannah and Mrs. Abbott, they were far away from the edge of the whirlpool, talking quietly to the Lovegoods and their daughters who were traveling with them.
The two little witches are the president and deputy monitor of Class B in the second grade. Taking advantage of this parent-teacher meeting, there are naturally many issues that can be discussed between the two parents.
Of course, the more important point is...
Mrs. Abbott is still trying to find out more detailed information about the "mysterious organization" from Xenophilius.
Just as she had learned in the tavern and in the newspaper before, Mr. Lovegood seemed absurd and had no authority, but he was full of profound wit in his conversation and speech.
What "Foundation", what "Human Continuity Organization", what "Far East Magic Association", what "Clock Tower"...
In just a few minutes, Mr. Lovegood mentioned at least six or seven powerful-sounding organizations, and they were all things she had never heard in the Leaky Cauldron before. If it were normal times, Abbott would
Madam had long regarded the other party as a delusional lunatic or an alcoholic, but Mr. Lovegood was able to describe many detailed details and rules.
Along with Xenophilius's various stories, Mrs. Abbott's eyes gradually became confused, and she even gradually forgot the purpose of the original inquiry.
"..."
Well, the back side has also fallen.
Benitez looked away from Mrs. Abbot, who was gradually losing resistance in the rear, and shook her head slightly.
This is not surprising. If Mr. Lovegood is really a member of the "Major Arcana", then he can at least be comparable to the existence of the two wizards (ghosts) before.
It seems that if there is a chance to find out the truth and restrain a few little witches, the task can only be done by...
"Ahem, Mr. Kaslana, please stay -"
At this moment, a slight cough suddenly came from behind Benitez.
And... some strange ways of calling them.
He turned around in confusion and saw a middle-aged wizard who looked like an old-fashioned British gentleman standing in the shadows around the corner not far away.