Chapter 53 The Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Has Problems Again

Because too many people were hanging out outside, the common room of Ravenclaw was not as lively as usual today.

When Grete came in, Penelope was curled up in a sofa reading a book.

"You did it." Penelope came up and whispered.

Grete glanced around and nodded inconspicuously.

"We need manpower. The two of us alone cannot meet the market.

Oh, the mysterious man, he knows our research process. If the product is put on the market and sees the product prospects, he will definitely not miss this opportunity.

We need a group of people who share the same ideals as us.

Not only us Ravenclaw, I will also select suitable people from the other three colleges to join us.

Only with enough manpower can our production keep up and my plan can be carried out."

Penelope understood that Grete had nothing to hide from her.

Because of the unbreakable oath, the two of them can be said to be naturally on the same front.

Not to mention, she had been impressed by Grete's personality charm as early as the last school year.

"I said that Eagle Ring would not ask so many questions about Muggles before, and guessed that it was you who did it."

Grete smiled, "We have been wizards for too long, and many of us have forgotten that we are still human beings first.

Muggles are like this, and wizards are like this, the distinction is too clear.

So many people naturally isolate themselves from Muggles.

Muggles are no longer afraid of wizards, otherwise they would not drive us to this uninhabited wilderness.

If wizards continue to be so self-contained, they will disappear in history one day.

I don't want much, but to be able to walk in the world openly That's all. "

Penelope shook her hair, "I don't think there will be too many people, just like you told me.

We Ravenclaws are actually the most arrogant group of people in Hogwarts.

We are even more arrogant than Slytherins.

Slytherins' arrogance comes from the bloodline and identity of their ancestors.

Ravenclaw's arrogance comes from our knowledge, which is a deeper arrogance than bloodline and identity, and it is in our bones.

Instead of looking for it in our Ravenclaws, it is better to look for Hufflepuffs. I think they are more receptive to your ideas. "

Before she met Grete, Penelope had never thought so.

But the more she understood Grete, the more she felt it was wrong.

In Ravenclaw, quite a few people even looked down on wizards of the same kind.

The question asked by the Eagle Ring, who appeared first, wizards or Muggles.

It seems to be a simple question, but it screens out two different three views.

All Grete needs is a group of wizards who recognize their human identity.

In fact, no matter how they answer, the Eagle Ring will let them in.

Like most first-year wizards, no matter what they answered, they all returned to their dormitories happily.

Those who were locked out were not locked out by the Eagle Ring, but by their cognition.

"Forget it, let's not talk about these first, let's talk about the store first. It's not clear in the letter, I need to understand the situation in person."

Grete waved his hand. Recruiting people is not something that can be done overnight.

No matter what business it is, the most important thing in the early stage is to choose the right people to cooperate.

So even if time is tight, he has to look for it slowly.

"Is the house price in Diagon Alley so expensive? Can't even rent a store for 8,000 Galleons?"

"Rent?" Penelope widened her eyes, full of disbelief.

Gretel looked at her in confusion, "Is there any problem? No matter what project it is, no one buys an office building right away, right? If not rent, can you buy it?"

Instantly he realized, "So your letter is not about not being able to rent, but about not being able to buy it?"

He remembered that in the original world line, the Weasley twins opened a joke shop, and their startup capital was definitely not 8,000, not even half of it.

When he received Penelope's letter, he thought that the rental price of Diagon Alley had plummeted after a few years.

"Who would rent a store and send 8,000 Galleons at once? Both my father and I thought you wanted to buy a store there as your headquarters."

Penelope said helplessly.

After all this time, it turned out to be a misunderstanding.

——

The first class of the new semester is Gilderoy Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Unlike last semester, this semester's Defense Against the Dark Arts class is taken with the little badgers of Hufflepuff.

The same is true for the Herbology class, and the people who take the class together have also changed from Slytherin to Hufflepuff.

Gretel thought that this should be to reconcile the relationship between the four major colleges.

In order to avoid that some people will not recognize all the people in other colleges until they graduate from Hogwarts.

In the third year, after everyone chooses their own courses, it is not so easy to get all the people from the two colleges together for class.

How to say it, it is much more interesting to take classes with the little badgers of Hufflepuff than with the little snakes of Slytherin.

At least, you don’t have to see the proud eyes of the pure-blooded little snakes during the waiting time before class.

"Gretel, try this, I made it myself in the kitchen of Hogwarts."

Hannah came to Gretel and gave him a piece of candy that was full of elasticity when pinched and wrapped with crystal liquid inside.

If gummy candy is also considered candy.

Perhaps the correspondence over the past few days made the two of them familiar with each other, Hannah obviously regarded him as a friend.

In the face of Hannah's sharing, Gret did not refuse.

Very good taste, the elastic part tastes like purified juice, but it is not greasy, but extremely refreshing.

Until, a spicy rush went straight to the forehead along the nose.

Gulp~

Should I say that she is indeed worthy of being the future proprietress of the Leaky Cauldron, openly bringing strong liquor to Hogwarts in the second year.

Rejecting Hannah's feeding again, Gret summoned spring water to cool his face.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

——

Lockhart walked in from the outside of the classroom with a waltz-like dance step, and his emerald green robe fluttered behind him with the wind.

It caused many students to exclaim, as the author of the British bestseller, he has such charm.

It can be said that in this Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, except for Gret, who knows the insider, everyone is his fan.

Fortunately, Gret was already drunk, otherwise he would not be able to hide the disgust in his eyes.

Unfortunately, after being drunk, Gret's sleeping posture was obviously not very good. When he slept on the table, he even made bursts of noises.

Considering himself the most charming man in Great Britain, how could Lockhart allow someone to fall asleep in his first class?

He walked over quickly, showing his eight shining teeth while looking aggressive.

Walking to the table, Lockhart took out his wand and knocked on the table arrogantly.

"Classmates, I'm sure you all know that as an internationally renowned writer, I have won the Order of Merlin, the third-class medal, an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic League, and have won the Most Charming Smile Award from Wizard Weekly five times.

Do you know how I did it?

That's because when I was still studying at Hogwarts, I never fell asleep in any professor's class.

The same is true for Professor Binns' History of Magic~"

His words resonated with many young wizards, and bursts of laughter came from the classroom. Professor Binns' History of Magic has a hypnotic effect comparable to the water of life and death.

"Ravenclaw's pursuit of knowledge is endless, and I have always been so strict with myself.

Sir, please stand up and explain why you sleep in class.

Unexpectedly, this classmate and I are in the same college, so this kind of mistake is even more forbidden."

When Lockhart didn't notice Gret, Terry kept poking Gret under the table, trying to wake him up from his sleep.

But it obviously didn't work.

Hannah, who was sitting not far from Gret, didn't dare to say a word, and almost stuffed her head into the desk drawer.

Even her favorite Professor Gilderoy Lockhart couldn't attract her attention.

She really didn't expect that a little bit of brandy would make Gret faint.

She swore that if she had known that Gret couldn't drink, she would never let Gret taste her new invention.

"Oh? Is this the smell of alcohol?" Lockhart sniffed and raised his wand, "Students, do you know what is the best way to wake up a drunk wizard?

Of course, it's the hangover spell, but underage wizards are not allowed to drink. In order to punish them, we can use, clear water like spring~"

Lockhart still controls this kind of small spell commonly used in life very well.

Drop by drop, the clear spring water fell on his face, finally waking Gret from his sleep.

"Look, isn't it~"

After seeing Gret's face clearly, Lockhart's unspoken words stopped abruptly.

For some reason, Terry saw a trace of tension on his face that shouldn't exist on the professor's face.

"Grete, Mr. Grete, if you feel unwell, I can have someone send you to the infirmary for treatment."

Hannah raised her head a little and observed secretly.

"It's okay, Professor Lockhart, I'm fine, it won't affect the class, just concentrate on the class, I won't disrupt the class discipline."

Grete supported the table, struggled to stand up, staring at Lockhart with drunken eyes.

Hannah raised her head in surprise, and the panic in her eyes was replaced by gratitude.

"Grete is really righteous, worthy of being my good friend Hannah recognized, our tavern will be free for you in the future."

If Grete knew what Hannah was thinking, he would definitely express his gratitude devoutly and then decline.

"Yes, is that so? If you still feel uncomfortable, Mr. Grete, just lie down and rest for a while.

Tell me when you can't hold on, I'll have someone send you to Madam Pomfrey for treatment."

Terry looked at Grete, then at the professor who almost fled, and fell into distress.

I don't know if it was to save his image, Lockhart returned to the front of the stage, propped up the desk and said.

"Mr. McGrath, you insist on attending class despite being ill, you are really studious. To reward this studious behavior, Ravenclaw will get five extra points."

Terry felt that this scene was familiar, as if their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had a problem again.

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Famous wizard Terry was interviewed: I don’t know why, but during the years I was at Hogwarts, there was always something wrong with our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Newspaper reporter: It is said that the Dark Lord once cursed this position.

Terry: Which Dark Lord are you talking about?