trainer at hogwarts

"Yeah, I hope there aren't all these terrible magical animals here." Edgar crossed his hands behind his head, "It would be much easier to kill them directly than to tame them."

Maxwell glanced at him sideways: "What are you thinking? Our course is called Care of Magical Creatures, and you actually want to kill them??"

"Hehehe." Edgar smiled, "You're just kidding, don't be so serious."

Maxwell didn’t want to pay attention to this guy anymore: “Since you established your relationship with Irma, your study has not been as good as before.”

"Irma... I have to say, my dear, it is so wonderful. You, a guy who has no night life, will not understand it. Although magic is indeed important, being with Alma is the happiest thing. ." Edgar narrowed his eyes.

"Hopeless guy." Maxwell said, "What are you going to do for next year's exam?"

"You don't have to worry about it." Edgar put his arm on Maxwell's shoulder, "My father has already arranged a job for me."

Maxwell raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Auror?"

"How is it possible? I married Alma right after graduation. How can I become an Auror?" Edgar laughed.

Maxwell: "Your dream was to be an Auror."

Edgar was silent for a moment and said: "Every Gryffindor is targeting Aurors."

Maxwell shook his head: "That's not necessarily the case."

Edgar was surprised: "Is there anything else?"

Maxwell said calmly: "For example, being a professor."

"..."

"By the way, what do you think of Morris?" Maxwell asked.

Edgar didn't react for a moment: "What?"

"There is an indescribable feeling..." Maxwell said with a frown.

"Your intuition has always been very accurate, tell me?"

Maxwell shook his head: "I can't tell you right now, I just feel something is wrong."

"..."

"If we encounter a magical animal such as a snake or bird, we must call him."

"What? He's only in the second grade. This kind of thing is very difficult even for us to face. It's not good to let him come here. And haven't you arranged for him and Virginia to go to the library to look up information?" Edgar was confused. road.

Maxwell: "Let's talk about this later."

"ha?"

"gone."

"Hey! What are you talking about in such a confused way!"

"You don't understand even if I tell you."

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On the third floor, Professor McGonagall's temporary office.

Morris turned seven or eight turns and finally arrived here. Although Castiel Bruce does not have a maze-like building like the Hogwarts, with stairs that can be run up and down, the biggest feature of the buildings here is that they have no characteristics. Every building, every floor, every classroom is similar with some minor differences, plus all kinds of greenery. Walking along, my mind is full of green...

"Dong dong dong."

"Please come in." Professor McGonagall's unique calm voice came from the room.

"Huh? Mr. Hill? What can you do?" Professor McGonagall asked.

Morris looked around and saw no one else, so he closed the door: "Professor McGonagall, there are some things I don't understand."

"Please say."

"That's it..."

Morris told Professor McGonagall a series of things that had happened in the past few days, including Gardevoir, and specifically explained that this was a solid teammate who had always been by his side, and also a partner who had been by his side since childhood. At that time, Professor You What I felt during my home visit was my Gardevoir. What? Professor, don't be surprised. Gardevoir is not a bad person. Principal Dumbledore can vouch for this. If you don't believe me, you can ask. ah? Why does Principal Dumbledore know that you don't know? This... it could just be that the principal forgot to tell you. Well, the principal is old after all, so it’s normal for him to have a bad memory... ah? Professor, you have to believe me!

After a fierce operation, Morris successfully gained Professor McGonagall's slightly suspicious gaze.

"Mr. Hill, I think I roughly understand what you are talking about. So have you considered the idea of ​​living in the castle with your team members?"

Morris was a little hesitant. It was really nice to have such a large private space of his own. He could also play happily with Zoroa, the Gardevoir Leaf Elf, and the small house and yard were really beautiful. According to Edgar and others, the dormitory is no different from living in the suburbs. Every night when it gets dark, spiders and cockroaches will crawl out of everything. After expelling a group, they will appear again the next day, which is very annoying.

"Uh...Professor, I think the place we live in is actually quite good." Morris said hesitantly, "And Principal Vera also said that the tree-lined building is the safest place in Castello Bruce. ."

Professor McGonagall frowned: "I have communicated with Principal Durado several times, and she did not recommend that you move into the castle. But she did not tell me what you said."

"Professor McGonagall." Morris looked solemn, "Although that area is the safest area in the entire Castello Bruce, I am still facing another problem. I cannot use an owl to send the letter out."

"What?" Professor McGonagall stood up in shock, "Mr. Hill, please explain in detail what you mean."

Morris nodded: "That's right. On the first night here, I used an owl to write a letter to Principal Dumbledore, but the next day, my owl was in the small yard and lost the letter. Lost it. The first time I thought it was an accident, so I wrote another letter later. What I didn’t expect was that the same thing happened again. Now, my owl is even a little autistic and can’t deliver the letter... ”

Upon hearing this, Professor McGonagall frowned and paced back and forth in the office, and then asked: "Have you ever observed when your owl returned to your yard?"

Morris shook his head: "I'm sorry, Professor, I always write the letter before going to bed and ask the owl to deliver it. When I wake up the next day, I find the owl in the yard."

Professor McGonagall was silent for a while and said: "You go back to class first. I will discuss this matter with Principal Durado today and help you find a solution."

Morris: "Okay, thank you, Professor."

"What do you want to write to the principal about?" Professor McGonagall suddenly asked.

Morris made it up casually: "Oh, that's right, Principal Dumbledore asked me to write a letter to him after I come here."

Professor McGonagall's expression was obviously confused, but he did not continue to ask: "Okay, I understand, but Mr. Hill, you can also come to me if you encounter any problems. I think I have the ability to solve most of your problems."