After briefly introducing the current situation, and guiding the formal teachers inside and outside the school, and the researchers getting to know each other, tonight's meeting is over. There may be countless details to discuss in the future, but that is not the goal to be solved tonight.
.
On the other hand, for most professors, what happened tonight will cause some sadness and panic.
Even wizards like Professor McGonagall who have tasted the dividends of "Magic Science" have to seriously think about the change of stance in the new situation. The long period of time has already proved Dumbledore's foresight, and no one will question the old man's judgment. Just like
As Professor Apokalis said, a new era of magic education has begun, and as professors at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, they are destined to be at the forefront of this wave.
"Thank you, Mr. Filch, but I still plan to take a walk around the castle..."
Grindelwald smiled and declined Filch's proposal to go downstairs together, and pointed to the empty corridor beside him.
"Today's unexpected incident has affected more than just the teachers. I see that the students are also very excited. I plan to make a final inspection of the corridors and classrooms on these floors to see if there are any students who have traveled overnight and have not returned to their dormitories. By the way,
See if there are any 'lost' foreign guests."
A strange look flashed in the old wizard's eyes. Since meeting Elena, he has learned a lot of new knowledge in counter-reconnaissance.
If he could develop his power in a low-key manner like Elena, perhaps when he held the first rally in Paris, he would not have gathered believers and lit the horn of war, but would have sat leisurely in a chair and received the advice of the French wizards.
Surrender.
"Students traveling at night? Oh, yes, yes, those naughty little brats"
Argus Filch nodded in agreement, his old, sallow cheeks full of annoyance.
"Especially those energetic troublemakers in Gryffindor. I have always heard that the Weasley twins often wander around at night, but every time I go to catch them, they slip away. I wonder what they must have used.
That's a despicable little magic plan. Then I'll go inspect the lower floors. The terrain in the underground classroom is complicated, so it's better for me to be in charge. As for the castle, it's going to be hard..."
"Let me help too. I don't have class tomorrow morning, so I can get some more sleep."
At this moment, a voice suddenly broke into the conversation between the two.
Mr. Filch turned his head, and the expression on his face suddenly became subtle, seemingly mixed with many complex emotions.
"Black? Er, Professor Black"
He almost forgot that the maintenance of Hogwarts' ethics and the management of the castle were no longer the days when only one person could do it alone.
Today's Hogwarts Castle management team consists of three castle administrators, four student ethics committee members, thirteen ghost patrol members, and a "four-yard walker" who occasionally guest-stars as the ethics committee member, and Sirius Black is
This semester’s new administrator.
I have to say, seeing the little bastard in school turn into one of my colleagues, this feeling is quite complicated.
"I'm familiar with Gryffindor. When I was in school, I didn't know about the secret passage in the corridors on these floors?"
Sirius Black said proudly, not noticing Mr. Filch's tangled expression as he hesitated to speak.
When he, James and others were in school, the four of them were the most powerful night out group. Compared with them back then, these students are much more settled and well-behaved now. As for Elena, who is generally considered troublesome, in
It seemed to Black that it was actually fortunate that Miss Kaslana mostly used the rules, or in other words, took advantage of loopholes in the school rules, and actual blatant violations of discipline were quite rare.
"I have heard about the twin brothers from the Weasley family recently, and I have roughly guessed what they rely on. If they continue to wander around at night like before, I think I will meet them by chance soon. In fact, I am very
I’m curious what new tricks have been added over the years?”
As Sirius spoke, his eyes flashed with excitement, as if he had seen a beast that was preying on him.
"Well, you are also a professor of Transfiguration, right? Don't you prepare courses..."
"Don't worry about this. My classes will have to be suspended for a while. I haven't had time to fully understand Professor McGonagall's new theory. The content of subsequent classes will probably have to be adjusted for a while. I can use this time to free up my hands and make arrangements.
Lower the school spirit and discipline.”
Sirius Black scratched his hair in distress, not wanting to talk too much about the new theory of transfiguration.
If it weren't for taking care of his godson, Sirius would never be a professor with his personality.
Well now, I was accidentally deceived by Dumbledore and returned to Hogwarts. I originally thought I could "hang around" as an assistant professor of Transfiguration. However, before the new semester was halfway through, the subject leader announced that he had overturned more than ten centuries.
Since then, the basic laws have begun to lead the charge.
Compared to those fussy and fragile students, Sirius Black felt that his mentality was pretty good.
As a formal professor, he has to make up the content for seven entire grades.
More importantly, according to Professor McGonagall's request, he had better participate in the compilation of new textbooks as soon as possible.
After tonight's plenary meeting, Sirius has already seen the gloomy future. In addition to [Modern Transfiguration], he will have to go to school every day to make up for extra lessons, learning those "simple things" that don't sound like good things at first sight.
Mathematics", "Simple Physics".
Forced by such a gloomy and difficult reality, Sirius felt that he must find a way to do something positive.
For example, maintaining some school order and educating the new generation of problem students...
"All in all, during this time, I will devote more energy to my work as a castle administrator."
Sirius Black said with shining eyes, looking expectantly at the dark corridor around him.
"If there's time, let's start tonight. Mr. Filch, I can share a few secret passages with you first. I guess some of them you didn't know before. Of course, maybe you know it now. After all, it's so far away from me.
It has been so many years since graduation. It would be great if there was anything to add. I have always heard about the secret inheritance among the administrators of Hogwarts Castle..."
"Uh, secret inheritance? Where can I find such a thing?"
Argus Filch was silent for a few seconds, then waved his hand with a wry smile, his expression gradually softening.
No matter how annoying Black was when he was a student, he is now his colleague. With this former demon king, the subsequent castle management work will indeed be much easier. At least those brats will not be able to be as unscrupulous as before.
Already.
"If there really is such a thing, Professor Black, when you were making trouble in school, you would have been in solitary confinement until the holidays. What each castle administrator left to his successor, that is, the shabby office, is still there.
There’s that cupboard”
Halfway through Filch's words, the expression on his face suddenly changed and he frowned slightly.
"A cabinet? Confiscated prohibited items?"
Sirius asked curiously. He and James had been coveting those things for a long time when they were in school.
Unfortunately, in Hogwarts, it is a big mistake to sneak into the official teacher's office. If you are caught stealing something from the castle administrator's office, even if you are not expelled from the school, you will become the laughing stock of your classmates.
The uncertainty of earnings is too high.
"Contraband is certainly one aspect, but there is another thing..."
Filch pondered for a few seconds, as if he was having a difficult mental struggle, and finally let out a long sigh.
"Forget it, you all must know that I don't, well, don't have any magical abilities. But the previous castle administrators of Hogwarts were different. Many of them had quite powerful wizards holding this position. I always felt that
The office should have more secrets. If you are really the castle administrator recognized by Hogwarts, maybe you can get some different inheritance there?"
"More... secrets? Different inheritance?"
Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and repeated Filch's words thoughtfully, suddenly feeling a little more interested.
"So it sounds like you have found some secrets, or have obtained some inheritance from Hogwarts? I would venture to ask, what is the inheritance you have obtained? When Professor Dumbledore hired me, he
Never said this."
As a retired Dark Lord, Grindelwald doesn't care about power and inheriting magic.
What he really cares about is that it would be great if he could learn some secrets from Mr. Filch that Albus doesn't know, some secrets about Hogwarts Castle. Being the Headmaster of Hogwarts
Introducing Hogwarts, it feels wonderful just thinking about it.
"Honestly, I'm not sure... maybe it is, maybe it's not."
Filch shrugged and raised his finger to point to a shadow in the corner of the corridor not far away.
Meow
Before Grindelwald and Sirius could turn their heads, they heard a somewhat piercing meow.
In the shadow of the light, Mrs. Norris walked out quietly, casting a huge shadow on the wall. In less than a few seconds, she quickly came to Filch's feet and rubbed her affectionately.
Fuck the old castle caretaker with no magical abilities.
"I always thought that Mrs. Norris was a gift from Hogwarts to me."
Filch knelt down and picked up his cat, caressed it gently, and whispered as if talking to himself.
"It's not just because of its unusual lifespan. I asked Mr. Scamander that even a purebred cat would have been too old to move when she reached her age. More importantly, every day she
They can find those bad boys faster than me every time and then 'tell' me. Therefore, I always think that this castle is alive, and it may have secretly told Mrs. Norris first..."
Immediately afterwards, Filch quickly came to his senses and shook his head in amusement.
"Of course, these are probably just my fantasies. How could the castle know where the students are causing trouble..."
"A special gift from Hogwarts? That's it. I believe you, Mr. Filch..."
The smile on Sirius's face gradually disappeared, he tentatively touched Mrs. Norris and whispered thoughtfully.
"It's true. There is no doubt that Hogwarts Castle is alive."