A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"Professor Lumpo, it should be class time now, shouldn't it?"

Just when Edward was about to leave, the door of the auditorium was suddenly pushed open.

Scrimgeour came in angrily, carrying a thick notebook.

"Sorry, Professor Scrimgeour, the lecture is over." Edward walked up to Scrimgeour and said.

"But it should be school time now," Scrimgeour said with a straight face, "This is extremely inappropriate -"

"I started class early, and the students did not lack class time." Edward turned and glanced at the little wizards beside him, "We started class early, right? Tell our Professor Scrimgeour honestly."

"That's right, that's right." The little wizards nodded in unison, and they left the auditorium almost very quickly.

The relationship between Professor Edward and Professor Scrimgeour was obviously full of tension, and they did not want to be the vent for the professors' bad temper.

Scrimgeour raised the notebook in his hand and said angrily, "But you can't freely change the class time. This is against the education regulations of the Ministry of Magic——"

"This is Hogwarts." Edward said coldly, and then he walked past Scrimgeour regardless and towards the door of the Great Hall.

"Do you really despise the Ministry of Magic? Edward Rumple!" Scrimgeour roared at Edward, frightening the students who were trotting towards the door.

Edward stopped and turned around slowly, "I think you are despising Hogwarts."

"The Headmaster of Hogwarts is Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, and if you don't know that, I'd be happy to have him reintroduce you."

"you--!"

Scrimgeour pointed at Edward, and was so angry that he could not speak for a moment.

"What's wrong? Because I changed the class time, are you going to catch me in Azkaban?"

"I'll catch you." Scrimgeour was so angry that his fingers were trembling.

Edward roughly picked his ears and said nonchalantly, "Just wait for the good news."

Then he strode out of the auditorium.

Scrimgeour stood there so angry that his hair exploded, looking like a furious lion.

The students bypassed Scrimgeour and trotted out of the auditorium.

Back on the eighth floor, Dumbledore happened to be in the office.

"You shouldn't have a conflict with Scrimgeour. You promised me. This is our agreement." Dumbledore said slowly, "By the way, Bibi's multi-flavor beans, do you want to try them? Today I have I was lucky enough to get the plum-flavored one.”

"He was the one who made trouble for me first." Edward didn't pay much attention and refused the Bibi's all-flavored beans that Dumbledore handed him.

"But you can follow the rules." Dumbledore threw a bean into his mouth, "This is indeed against the rules."

"Are you going to punish me because I changed the class time?" Edward asked in surprise, "If you have such an idea, then I really pray that you can do it as soon as possible."

"Lecture time is not the point, Edward." Dumbledore stood up and threw Bibi's All-Flavour Beans onto the table. "Why do you have to have a conflict with Rufus? He is just a loser who was kicked out of the Ministry of Magic by Fudge."

"The problem has never been with me, Dumbledore, you'd better understand this." Edward took a big step forward, and there was only one step between him and Dumbledore.

Their eyes met in the air.

After about ten seconds, Dumbledore seemed to be suddenly defeated. He said, "I will talk to Rufus."

"It's best this way. I don't want to play house games with you." Edward said loudly, "As long as the contract can be completed as soon as possible, I still have a lot of things to do."

"It won't be long. Ten years is just a blink of an eye for you, isn't it?" Dumbledore said with a smile.

Edward raised his eyebrows, "Yes, but for you humans, ten years... ten years is not a short period of time."

"Thanks to magic, I think I can live for at least another 20 years." Dumbledore joked.

Edward ignored what he said, "So, live on. Ten years later, after I have completed my oath, you must also complete your oath."

"Thank you for your concern. I will live well. Hogwarts can't live without me for the time being." Dumbledore said humorously, as if he didn't read the irony in Edward's words at all.

Stepping up the stairs and returning to his office, Edward took out a hookah from his suitcase rather unhappily, and trapped a blue shadow in the place where the tobacco leaves were held.

Edward took a long sip, "It's really annoying. Why do people always come to make trouble in a simple life?"

Scrimgeour is obviously eyeing Edward. He believes that there are many suspicious clues in Edward. Perhaps as long as he catches Edward's trap and sends him to Azkaban, he can return to the ministry with this merit.

"Perhaps, I should strike first." Edward's eyes narrowed. "Is there any way to erase a teacher without leaving a trace? The most important thing is not to let Dumbledore realize that I did all this. ..."

If Dumbledore finds out that Edward did all this, he can unilaterally tear up the contract with the excuse that Edward violated the contract, so that Edward's entire last year's efforts will be in vain.

He wasted a year at Hogwarts teaching those little carrots.

......

After the thesis guidance class, Edward's reputation among the majority of young wizards became mixed. Everyone lamented that the thesis guidance class was boring, but at the same time they were full of admiration for Edward - after all, he dared to confront the director of the Auror Office, Sk. Lin Jie.

On Friday afternoon they got another piece of news and a notice was posted on the notice board in the common room.

"They're starting a dueling club!" Seamus said. "The first meeting is Saturday night. I'm not opposed to taking some dueling lessons. It might come in handy one day..."

"What, do you think Slytherin monsters can duel?" said Ron, but he also read the notice with interest. "It will always work." he said to Harry and Hermione, as they Heading towards the auditorium. "Shall we go?"

Both Harry and Hermione agreed to go, but Hermione said she wanted to ask the teacher's opinion. After all, she had been studying magic for a while, and it might be a complete crushing of students in the same grade.

"No problem, I will go too. In fact, almost all the professors will go there. I think this is a good opportunity for you to practice your practical skills."