All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 278 Sirius, the newcomer to the White Tower

In the Hogwarts common room, Linde opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.The surroundings are still lively, and the time when the students are together is always more joyful and less sad.The old bat licks old scars alone in the dark office, but he has no half confidant.

Linde looked around and was not interested in participating in the entertainment topics of his classmates, so he planned to go to the White Tower to inspect the principal's work progress.

Coming down from Gryffindor Tower, Lind met Harry sitting on the stairs halfway. The boy was helping Alfred untie the bells and ribbons on his body. The two met and said hello, and Linde told the boy to remember to send the dog back to the principal's office.

When they came to the main hall, Ms. Helena and the Bloody Barro were arguing endlessly, which attracted the secret observation of many ghost friends. These ghosts are very capable of eavesdropping. Some of them burrowed into armor, and some hid their bodies under Only one ear is exposed from the wall.

Seeing pearly-white transparent ears growing from the walls, and a half-transparent head emerging from the corner, this spooky environment can really scare the faint of heart.

Since Ms. Helena became younger, she is no longer the cold and arrogant person she used to be. She has interacted a lot more. In addition to scolding the Bloody Baron, she will even answer some of the little wizard's questions.

As the daughter of Ravenclaw, Helena's knowledge level is truly unparalleled. Even after a thousand years, she can still teach lower grade students.

Linde shook his head secretly, did not intervene in this daily dispute, and quietly walked out of the door.

In the snow outside the castle, there were still several couples walking hand in hand in the darkness, holding glowing wands or brilliant magic lanterns in their hands. The graduates communicated about their future destinations, and many men and women who were destined to be separated talked to each other, treating the ordinary details of campus life as treasures.

Linde stepped into the gray snowy night alone, with a fluorescent light in his hand, walked quickly around the flower bed, and walked along the quiet path to the North Cliff.

A big black dog emerged from the flower bed, shook the snow on its body, glanced at the transfer students who were leaving, and then ran quietly into the castle gate.

Black Dog walked through the main hall to Gryffindor Tower, and as he climbed up to the second floor, a gloomy little wizard stopped him at the foot of the stairs.

"If I were you, I wouldn't just break in like this."

The black dog trembled when he saw Harry.

The little wizard drove Ah Fu away, then came forward and hugged the black dog gently, "Hello, Sirius."

On the second floor of the White Tower, the short Professor Flitwick shrank in a chair tremblingly. He held a bone china teacup in his hand and drank hot cocoa. The sweet drink can quickly replenish the lost physical strength, and this is not enough , Dumbledore stuffed a blue energy potion into Flitwick's hand.

After drinking the potion produced by this library tower, the sequelae of overcasting spells subsided. Flitwick cheered up and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, I'm fine, let's continue."

"Filius, don't force it, just get some sleep first." Dumbledore said with concern.

"Yeah, we should all take a break." Professor McGonagall's lips trembled and her eyes were blank. She now regrets her original curiosity. Some secrets will kill people, and some secrets will make people fall to In the blessing.

Professor Geller stood by the training pool with his hands behind his back. He was probably the best among the group of wizards. At this moment, he was observing the embryonic mastermind of the gods through a large magic snooping device.

In the magnifying glass of the spying instrument, the internal structure of the god's brain is like a colorful nebula, with hundreds of billions of ganglia emitting faint light.

"It's so beautiful." Professor Geller sighed softly, "No matter how many times I watch it, it makes me feel the delicate relationship between life and the universe."

When the professors heard this, they also nodded. Facing such a great creation, no matter how much hardship you endure, it is still worth it.

"I'm really happy when I think about the amazing educational resources that future students will have." Dumbledore stroked the long beard on his chest with a pleased expression.

After a day and night of hard work, the originally complete nerve mass has been divided into several large functional areas, just like the longitude and latitude lines of a map drawn on a piece of white paper. The next step is to reconstruct the neural connections step by step.

Everyone is optimistic that the hardware processing will be completed before Christmas, and the next soul programming will be a more difficult mountain to climb. Because the study of the soul is too obscure and rare, and relevant books can only be found in the library tower, they have to learn it from scratch.

Linde followed the spiral staircase to the second floor. He raised his hand and said hello: "Good evening, professors."

He was answered by a feeble grunt, and the group of old guys raised their eyelids and nodded at the transfer student.

Professor Flitwick jumped off his chair and trotted over to Linde and said, "De Lin, Merlin's beard, you came at the right time. I have something to ask you."

"Stop, let me guess, you want me to teach instead, right?"

"That's right!" The short professor jumped up and spun around excitedly, and then his cheeks turned red. "I know your rules for helping. Let's be honest, how many points should I give to Gryffindor?"

"The scores in our college are already high enough. In order to help Professor McGonagall, I had to hire an assistant to take over the Potions class." Lind looked embarrassed, "Besides, I came to Hogwart Ci is here to study, not to be a professor."

These words made Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall look embarrassed.

Professor Flitwick looked depressed, but he quickly comforted Linde and said, "It's okay, then I can do it myself. I won't trouble you."

Professor McGonagall sighed with emotion: "It would be great if the time turner was still there."

The time turner has always been a mysterious thing kept secret by professors. It is powerful but also very dangerous. Not many people know about this thing. Now it has been completely destroyed by the Ministry of Magic, and there will probably never be one again in the future.

Linde believes that destroying the time turner is beneficial and harmless. If this thing is left, it may cause a lot of trouble in the future.

"It seems that we have to hire teaching assistants." Dumbledore said helplessly, "Hogwarts needs more professors in the future. De Lin, do you have any recommendations?"

In terms of candidates, of course Linde is there, isn't James Potter very suitable?This brave wizard possesses amazing talents and skills. During school, he and several partners could research the Marauder's Map, a magic tool, and he could summon a physical patron saint. The knowledge and ability of alchemy.

However, compared to being a teaching assistant, James Potter is actually more suitable to come to the White Tower to help and replace Professor Flitwick's work.

"In my opinion, rather than looking for a teaching assistant, it would be better to find an assistant to replace Professor Flitwick, so that he can return to teaching. I will find this assistant for everyone."

Linde's suggestion was approved by everyone, except Flitwick himself, who was slightly disappointed because he wanted to participate in this work.

The next evening, the transfer student brought a young wizard in his twenties into the White Tower.

"Remember our agreement, Mr. Potter, don't reveal your true identity."

James Potter took a deep breath, showed a cheerful smile, and agreed.