Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 23 Maple Leaf Training Ground

With cheerful people, life will be happy.

Rubeus Hagrid is definitely the most cheerful person Voldemort has ever seen in his past and present lives.

"Qiro, look, I've learned it too."

Hagrid roared loudly, stirring the oak wand, the wall rose from the ground, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Voldemort gave him a big thumbs up, and at the same time kept his hands on, making the wall in front of him grow rapidly.

They are building a real battlefield.

According to Voldemort's vision, the venue will start from Hagrid's hut and spread into the Forbidden Forest, like leaves and roots, plunging into the Forbidden Forest.

Afterwards, in the Forbidden Forest, the walls parted left and right, forming two arcs, and began to enclose the land.

The final appearance will be like a maple leaf in the Forbidden Forest, and the veins of the maple leaf are the paths inside.

The three leaf tips of the maple leaf will represent three different levels of difficulty, the left one is for grades one and two, the right one is for grades three and four, and the middle one is reserved for grades five, six and seven.

The actual battlefield in the first and second grades is basically harmless creatures, and the final boss is a Boggart who looks powerful but is actually not very harmful.

In the third and fourth grade actual battlefields, the danger rose sharply. The final boss was a cute giant monster—not the kind of monster that would be knocked unconscious by his own stick.

In the actual battlefield in the middle, the final boss is to be determined. Hagrid once suggested using his Hippogriff, but Voldemort had a different idea. He wanted to get a Dementor, and he never forgot about it.

And all of this is just a preliminary idea. Voldemort hopes that in the future, he will have the opportunity to replace all the enemies in the three levels.

For example, a troll on the left, a dementor on the right, and a dragon or thunderbird in the middle would be great.

Whether the final idea can be realized is not certain, but the name of this actual battlefield has been decided:
The Maple Leaf training ground comes from its shape.

"Quirrell, such a large amount of work is difficult for the two of us alone. Maybe we should ask other professors for help." Hagrid kept his hands on his lips but said to him.

"Professor McGonagall? I told her, but she doesn't have time recently." Voldemort first looked for Professor McGonagall. As a master of transfiguration, she was the best choice.

"No, I'm talking about Professor Kettleburn, who knows more about magical creatures than I do." Hagrid said excitedly, with a bit of admiration in his words.

"Oh, I forgot about him, but does he have time?" Voldemort asked. "A rare holiday, doesn't he spend time with his wife and children?"

"He doesn't have a wife or children." Hagrid said with a big grin. "The magical creatures are his wives and children. If you let him know that you want to build a real battlefield with magical creatures as the main body, he will definitely support it."

Voldemort was slightly taken aback. He didn't know that the professor had no wife and no children. He only knew that this person had gone through a 62-year probationary period... This is really a sad story.

"And Professor Flitwick," Hagrid said again.

"Professor Flitwick? He doesn't have a wife or children?" Voldemort asked habitually.

Hagrid's face turned down when he heard this, and he said to Voldemort earnestly, "Quirrell, although many professors at Hogwarts are single, not all of them are single."

Voldemort nodded immediately, but he suddenly realized that the professors at Hogwarts... most of them are single, is this also some kind of curse?
"Professor Flitwick likes you very much, and he likes duels, and he has won a duel champion whose name I don't know, so you can invite him."

"Hagrid, asking you to be my associate professor is the most correct decision." Voldemort nodded fiercely, and said, "Let's rest for a while and write two letters."

Hagrid readily agreed, and while writing the letter, offered to have a drink that evening.

"Go to the Three Broomsticks, I'll treat you, the salary of a professor is higher than that of an associate professor." Voldemort said in a tone that could not be refused.

"Well, you are always right." Hagrid nodded, and said again, "But we can write a few more letters to every professor, and we must try."

"Except for Snape." Voldemort said with a smile, and Hagrid nodded approvingly.

……

The Three Broomsticks Bar.

"Yeah, he's got tons of fantastic ideas in his head, and just seeing him makes me feel like an idiot."

Hagrid praised loudly, and Voldemort shrugged helplessly at Rosmerta - the other party was looking at him with a beautiful smile.

"You can rest at my place at night." Taking advantage of the gap between Hagrid and Professor Kettleburn bragging, she whispered to Voldemort, "I also have a guest room upstairs."

Not really, but Voldemort knew what she meant.

"No, I've been too busy recently, and I still have a lot to do." Voldemort refused.

Rosmerta's face showed disappointment, and Voldemort pretended not to see it. He looked at Professor Kettleburn - he had rushed over in the afternoon.

"Professor, I need your advice on magical creatures," said Voldemort. "I don't know that, you know."

"Of course." Professor Kettleburn nodded and said, "I can still remember how you were when you were in school. You were afraid of those creatures, but they were not dangerous."

Voldemort nodded with a smile, but only looked at the professor's severed arm and thigh - the professor's body proved that his words were not credible.

"I recently got a Niffler and thought I could throw it in," said Professor Kettleburn. "It would add a lot of fun."

Voldemort shrugged, it doesn't matter if there is such a harmless little guy who just steals something.

"So, is there something more powerful? Like the horned camel?" Voldemort asked.

Hagrid's eyes lit up. He liked Voldemort's proposal.

"That won't work. They need vast forests, and captivity will make them irritable." Professor Kettleburn pointed his one arm at his severed arm. "This is their masterpiece. It's too dangerous for students."

Voldemort nodded, as if he had reached the bottom line of Professor Kettleburn—if that was the case, he could safely entrust him with the task of finding magical creatures.

"Invisible beasts are good. They don't have a high desire to attack, but they like to harass and can be domesticated."

Professor Kettleburn began to talk eloquently, for which Voldemort and Hagrid could only listen.

"The anhinga is very dangerous, but I have bred a nest, which can come in handy..."

"Billywig, if you get stung by it, you can float up..."

"Goblin, these thorns are troublesome, just right for..."

The more he talked, the more excited he became. Hagrid was listening, his eyes were full of stars, but Voldemort was not interested in it.

Instead, he was thinking, should we set up a zoo of magical creatures in the wizarding world, so that we can popularize the science of magical creatures, and also earn money.

"I'll write to Pomona in a while and ask her to come." Kettleburn's words finally attracted Voldemort's attention.

"Will she come?" Voldemort asked.

"She has to come," Kettleburn insisted. "Without her creating an environment suitable for magical creatures, the walls can't stop them."

Voldemort was stunned, but his heart grew more and more anticipatory—it seemed that more and more professors were involved in this matter.

　By the way, how many Hogwarts professors are single?In my memory... Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, and the magical creatures are both single, and the prophesied one is also single, and the single who slipped through the Defense Against the Dark Arts class (Lupin succeeded in getting out of the single, but sacrificed his life), others I don't remember.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)