A Squib is a person who is born into a wizarding family but cannot use magic.
Even theoretically speaking, wizards with magical abilities are often born among the descendants of Squibs.
But in the eyes of most wizards, Squibs are "Muggles born from wizards." In fact, in the wizarding world, Squibs are even more despised than Muggles - expecting a wizard's child to be a Squib is almost the same.
It is the most vicious curse.
The Ministry of Magic does not keep birth records of Squibs, nor does it record the lives of Squibs.
In the past thousand years, no Squib has ever been able to enter a magic school as a student. Even if they know a little bit of magic knowledge due to their parents, they have no chance to participate.
Since the magical society generally ignores the status of squibs, squibs are a special existence in the magical world that are equivalent to black accounts.
Therefore, the most common way most wizarding families treat Squibs is to send them to Muggle schools when they are young, and then "advise" them to completely integrate into Muggle society - and then never come back.
You know, even wizarding families that can accept Muggles and Muggle-born people don't really accept the existence of Squibs.
For example, the Weasley family hardly talks about their squib relative who works as an accountant in the Muggle world. As for some pure-blood families, after discovering such "shame" in the family, they will use various "accidents" to quietly deal with it.
Lose.
But on the other hand, compared to pure Muggles, Squibs are at least half marginalized in the magical world.
Whether it is the British Ministry of Magic, the Hogwarts School Board, or the parents of students, it is not unthinkable that the benevolent Albus Dumbledore provides shelter to a group of displaced foreign squibs.
The Ministry of Magic, the International Federation of Wizards, and the ancient pure-blood wizarding families all like to be conciliatory and compromise.
For example, if Albus Dumbledore proposed that education in the wizarding world should be reformed and that some squibs should be introduced as teaching staff, then everyone would definitely not allow it. But if he advocated opening Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, let
When Muggle students and professors enter the castle, they will mediate and agree to allow a small number of Squibs to live around the school and help with some trivial matters.
In fact, in addition to being born into a magical family rather than a Muggle family, Squibs are different from Muggles in many ways.
Squibs have some knowledge of the magical world. They can see things that Muggles cannot see, such as dementors, ghosts, and some squibs can even use certain magic items and magical creatures that can help them.
However, in today's magical world, there is still only one way to prove whether someone is a Squib.
That is to check through the files whether the parents of a "squib" are wizards, so as to determine whether he really belongs to the wizarding world and is not a Muggle - this is also the most critical aspect of the entire "Hogwarts College Urban Plan"
One ring, complete makeover!
Therefore, when these "special employees" are entered into the files for the first time, they must be impeccable.
Fortunately, due to the impact of the disintegration of the Soviet Union, it is not a complicated matter for the Destiny Group to take advantage of the chaos and add the names of some "deceased wizards" to the files of the Russian Ministry of Magic and the Ukrainian Ministry of Magic.
After all, in the Wizarding War decades ago, too many wizards disappeared mysteriously or died in battle.
As for what Arthur Weasley needs to do, he just needs to take advantage of the surprise inspection to find a reasonable reason and ask the International Magical Cooperation Department of the British Ministry of Magic to apply for assistance to the Russian Ministry of Magic to help check the files and verify them.
Let’s take a look at the true identities of these “squibs” from the wizarding world of the former Soviet Union who appeared in Hogwarts.
There is no doubt that from this moment on, they all become "Muggles in the wizarding world" whose father or mother is a wizard.
"Dumbledore is such a good man, Squib—tsk, what did Mr. Minister say?"
Old Perkins shook his head noncommittally, with a look of disgust on his face, and did not continue the topic of Squibs.
Perhaps, only a great and good man like Albus Dumbledore would consider these marginalized people. At least in Perkins' personal view, Squibs are not a likable existence - you know, under the ban
Among the cases handled by the Misuse of Muggle Items Office over the years, trouble caused by Squibs selling magic items is all too common.
"At the very beginning, Mr. Minister originally planned to extradite them all back to Russia..."
("Oh, that's so wonderful!" Perkins muttered under his breath.)
Arthur Weasley shrugged his shoulders, changed the subject, and said somewhat helplessly.
"However, due to the request of a new professor who is about to arrive at Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic chose to leave the decision-making power to the school. However, the daily expenses of these 'squibs' will be entirely borne by Hogwarts and the new professor.
bear."
"Huh? The... new professor is about to arrive? At this time?"
Old Perkins raised his eyes and glanced at the calendar on the table, and said with some surprise.
"If I remember correctly, Arthur, shouldn't Hogwarts have started school now? Besides, the names of two professors of new subjects have been published in today's newspaper, so there won't be another 'squib'
Can you get on the podium?"
"No, I heard he was a, well, once very famous wizard."
Mr. Weasley shook his head, gently touched the sharp-edged badge in his pocket with his left hand, and said softly.
"As for the subject, it is not a brand-new subject. It was also one of the thirteen elective courses at Hogwarts. However, it was later forced to close due to various reasons. If nothing else, it should be available next week at the latest.
You know. This new professor should be planning to recruit a disciple in Hogwarts so that his knowledge can be passed on."
"As for some more things..."
Glancing at Perkins, whose face was full of curiosity, Arthur Weasley shook his head seriously.
"Sorry, Mr. Perkins Fudge and Professor Dumbledore have specifically warned that this is 'top secret information' for the time being. The Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts will not announce it to the public until everything is confirmed."
"Oh, Arthur...you know I'm very strict with my words. Please, tell me..."
"This is really not possible, but I can give you a little hint."
Arthur Weasley raised his finger, looked around, and whispered mysteriously.
"I heard that the new professor who came to Hogwarts this time is a wizard whose name appears on Professor Dumbledore's chocolate frog card. That's it, don't make me make mistakes, Perkins, you
Know the rules of the department."
"Name on Dumbledore's card?"
Perkins frowned and thought for a moment, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.
"Wait! Is it... Gellert Grindelwald? The Dark Lord is planning to find a successor at Hogwarts?!"
"Of course not! What are you thinking about! Perkins, you can submit your article to "The Quibbler"!"
Arthur Weasley was so frightened that he spit out a mouthful of water, coughed violently, and said helplessly.
"Ha, sorry, sorry, just joking..."
Old Perkins grinned, patted Arthur on the shoulder, and said with a laugh.
"If the first Dark Lord could serve as a professor at Hogwarts Castle, then the world would have fallen long ago. Maybe the person sitting in front of me at this time is not you, but a secret minion who is deeply trusted by the Dark Lord.
Already."
"Forget it, I'll show it to you directly so that you don't have to guess."
Arthur Weasley shook his head, opened his office drawer, and took out a Chocolate Frog card.
"No, here you go...it just so happens that I usually help that boy Ron collect cards..."
Perkins took the card from Mr. Weasley, turned it over and read the text behind it:
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"Arthur, you still say it's not Grindelwald. If it's not written here, it means——"
Old Perkins said jokingly, his eyes slowly sliding down and gradually freezing on the last name.
As a wizard who is about to reach the end of his life, Perkins is very familiar with that name. At this moment, he finally understands why the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore are so cautious and secretive, even if he appeared for just a moment.
Heartbeat.
Nick Flamel is the only remaining owner of the Philosopher's Stone in the wizarding world.
At the same time, he is also the only alchemist in the magical world today who knows how to create the elixir of life.
"Arthur, you just said that Nick Flamel might be planning to choose a disciple in the school?"
Old Perkins looked at the words on the back of the chocolate frog. After being silent for a long time, he raised his head with envy.
"Sure enough, sure enough! That's right! No wonder Hogwarts will recall a group of outstanding graduates this year. This makes sense. If I remember correctly, all seven of your children will be in Hogwarts this year.
In Gwarts, right?”
"Huh? Speaking of which..."
Arthur Weasley was stunned for a moment, turned his head subconsciously, and glanced at his desk, which was already full of inboxes. In the only neat small area beside the desk, there was a picture of them.
Family photo of a family.
Percy, Fred, George, Ron, plus their youngest daughter Ginny who just entered school this year, and the two brothers Bill and Charlie who were invited by Hogwarts to return to campus for further studies...
Unknowingly, all his children were on board the ship that was about to set sail to a new era.
Arthur Weasley thoughtfully touched the family members in the photo frame, his eyes twinkling.
Are these part of your plan? Professor Dumbledore.
…
Paris France.
A secret magical safe house somewhere.
Nick Flamel, who had just celebrated his six hundred and sixty-sixth birthday, was sitting at the door of his alchemy studio, carefully holding the letter from Hogwarts in his hands, and moving his eyes to the door from time to time, as if waiting for someone.
A friend comes to visit.
jingle--
Along with the sound of the doorbell, the door not far away opened gently.
"Scamander? Of course, of course, I should have expected you to come. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Nico Flamel turned his head and glanced at the white-haired wizard at the door. A rare smile appeared on his wrinkled old face. As a reverberation that did not belong to this era, his remaining wizard friends simply
Very few.
Albus Dumbledore counts as one, and Newt Scamander barely counts as half.
As for the reason why this "young wizard" came here, Nick Flamel could almost guess it. He sighed softly, put down the letter he had read several times in his hand, and gently snapped his fingers to summon him.
Tea set.
"Tea? Coffee? Water? Or whiskey?"
"Maybe...whiskey-"
Newt Scamander closed the door, walked in quickly, and took a deep look at Nick Flamel.
For the first time since he had known Flamel for so many years, Newt felt a different aura from Nick Flamel. The time that had been frozen in this alchemist seemed to be flowing again. This was not a good thing.
information.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Newt sorted out his emotions and asked cautiously.
"Not long ago, I heard Professor Dumbledore say that the Sorcerer's Stone..."
"Yes, the Philosopher's Stone has been destroyed, but we still have some elixirs here, enough for Perenal and I to put some things in order. After such a long day, we can finally go to bed.
Rest. Of course, all this assumes... there is no such unplanned thing——"
Nick Flamel tapped the edge of the envelope on the table with a distressed expression, making a crisp metallic sound.
Under the parchment envelope from Hogwarts, a metal badge with a dark silver glow and a strange shape lay quietly there. Because it was blocked by the long letter paper, only a few pieces of it were revealed at this time.
to half.
However, both people in the room knew what was on the metal badge under the letter——[O5-1]