Charles had a bad expression on his face when he saw Quirrell handing him a bag of money, and thought that it must be his money.
It's a big deal, as long as you have money.
Madam Angelina had many connections, and she wrote back that she had contacted several Beauxbatons students who were preparing to graduate next year, and it would be a good fit to give them the job.
One of the people who responded to the letter was Gabrielle. After reading the letter, Charles had a cold sweat on his forehead. She actually let Ruby fly on her back.
Ruby's physical strength is not a problem, but its feathers are very smooth. If you don't hold it firmly, it will be dangerous!
After breaking out the teaching content of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Charles sent it to Mrs. Angelina together with the reward. At the same time, he wrote a rather stern letter to Gabrielle, telling her not to play such dangerous games in the future.
game.
The next day, Gabrielle sent back a picture showing that she was in tears.
Charles remained unmoved. The matter of safety was irreconcilable.
The work arranged by Voldemort was subcontracted, and Charles breathed a sigh of relief. After dinner, he came to Professor McGonagall's office with a leave request.
The Easter vacation lasts for two weeks. A small number of students will go home, but the vast majority will not stay at school, so they need to submit a note before leaving school.
Professor McGonagall read the leave application form and asked if he wanted to "go back and buy a house". After asking about the situation, he said: "That house is too cheap, and the east side is Beihai."
Charles replied: "He knows that it's windy there in the winter and the coal is smoky."
Professor McGonagall saw that the guy didn't understand his hint, so he said clearly: "Azkaban is in the middle of the North Sea, and the house is so cheap. Please consider whether it is affected by the dementors."
She herself knew a lot about landlords and housing prices, so she doubted whether the place was disturbed by dementors.
Charles scratched his head, thought for a moment, and asked, "Don't you think the Dementors will not leave Azkaban without permission?"
He remembered that the Ministry of Magic now believes that dementors are not binding and will not run away randomly.
Professor McGonagall said seriously: "The wind in the North Sea is very strong, and they say they will be blown away."
Charles blinked and blushed a little. It seemed that the dementors would make excuses.
Professor McGonagall continued: "I know the Patronus Charm, so I don't have to worry, but have I ever thought about what I would do if my grandfather encountered a dementor?"
Charles thought seriously, what if the old man brought the dementors home to reminisce about old times? If he served them sandwiches from the supermarket, would they think that the food made by the machine had no soul?
He finally said: "It's very unclear whether there are dementors now. Maybe the ruby can drive them away. Let's see and talk about it."
If Professor McGonagall thinks there are dementors, then she can just guess, or she can't be sure. If she doesn't, she'll have to wait and see, then sign and agree.
"Professor." Charles' face showed a cute smile, "Why don't you go to the house with him to see if he has ever seen a dementor in his book."
Unexpectedly, Professor McGonagall gritted her teeth and said, "Oh, I wonder who helped Severus draw those pictures. He can't leave now."
Charles was cowarded and asked if he could let the old man know that Professor McGonagall was unable to visit the house for that reason. I don’t know how he was asking for it.
At noon on the second day of the holiday, Charles came from the Cavalier Bus shivering and felt like he was almost hungry for lunch.
It is a coastal town in the east of Scotland, with a small fishing port. The entire town was built on fishing.
The old man came over to inquire about the news a few days ago. When Charles arrived, he had already relied on his strong social skills to go watch the match between the local football team and the football team from the neighboring town with a few new friends.
After dinner that day, the grandfather and grandson went for a walk on the beach.
Jack didn't ask Charles why he suddenly wanted to buy a house. He also guessed that buying such a remote and empty place had something to do with rubies, so he directly talked about what he had learned in two days of writing: "That island and a large area around it are not national parks.
, there are many wild animals living there.”
"On weekdays, there aren't many people on the island. Most of them are fishermen. There are some keen birdwatchers in the park on the shore. On weekends, people from the town go out for picnics."
"He drank with people in the park. He is an electrician and has worked there for half his life. He knows a lot of things."
"There was nothing special about that island. He could tell that the wizard who originally lived there had not been discovered."
"In recent years, people have been found on the island from time to time who died for no reason. There were no injuries on the body, and they were not poisoned. The Muggles used cooling methods to solve the case of hypothermia caused by strong winds.
"He asked Lupin to ask the Aurors. The wizards living there were also investigated. They were being investigated by the Ministry of Magic when someone died. It was initially determined that they were not responsible."
"Those things were so outlandish that wizards and Muggles alike tried to get rid of the burning baked potatoes."
Charles picked up the seashells on the beach, frowned and asked, "No, no, no dementors?"
Jack thought for a while and said: "The possibility is very small. If there are no Dementors, the Ministry of Magic will take action."
Charles threw the shell back into the sea, shook his head and said, "If it weren't for Fudge, the paper framer who was bent on whitewashing the peace, he might deny that the dementors were out of control."
Jack said: "Let's go and have a look. If it's not easy to deal with it."
"There are many people who can kill people invisibly, and so can the sounds of mature mandrakes and banshees."
There was no one on the beach, so Charles rode his broomstick to visit the island, but Jack turned into a meteor and flew like a shooting star, with smoke billowing from the east side of his waist.
It's high tide time now, and the beach between the island and the mainland is submerged by the sea water. The 4-story Georgian red brick building in the middle of the island is dark, and there is no one on the entire island.
The two flew around the small building and found nothing unusual, then expanded the area.
On the easternmost beach of the island, Jack used "Revelation" and found a lot of clues.
"Are they really Dementors!" Jack frowned, "They actually came over!"
There were several bright red lights in front of Charles, extending from the sea in the distance to the outside of the island.
He asked the old man: "What should I do?"
Jack held Dongba and looked at the dark sea in the distance, and said seriously: "You can decide for yourself."
"Ah?!" Charles was stunned for a moment, "Didn't I tell you that I'm very familiar with the dementors?"
"No." Jack said matter-of-factly, "But it's not me who wants to buy the house."
"In the future, when I'm having sex with the girls at home, the dementor comes. Do I really want to come to him?"
The corner of Charles's mouth twitched, and he understood what the old man meant.
He added: "But you can't be sure when they will come. You can't just wait."
Jack didn't shut up and cast several more "Revelation of True Shapes", causing the paths of dementors in the sky to disappear and appear.
"They come when the tide is high," the old man said. "He thinks they are attracted by people fishing on the beach."
Charles looked at the sea and then at the waves around his shoes to see if it was high tide time.
So it seems that there will be a dementor out there tomorrow morning.
Jack mistakenly said to him: "I will wait there tomorrow night. He will wander around. If I can't survive, I will call for help."