Hogwarts: Why do you call me the Demon King?

For example, Mrs. Granger was worried at the time, wondering if this magic school was really real.

Professor McGonagall just showed them her Transfiguration ability.

Hermione Granger later worried that young wizards from wizarding families might have special talents like Isaac.

Professor McGonagall has just eased her concerns.

Isaac's prophecy could be considered a genuine skill, or it could be a rhetoric.

The problem is that he actually predicted Professor McGonagall's arrival time before Hogwarts even sent a reply to Granger's family.

While Hermione was filled with doubt and uncertainty, Professor McGonagall was getting goosebumps.

For young people in the magical world, the combination of platinum blonde hair, heterochromia, and prophecy might seem somewhat unfamiliar.

But for a wizard like her who had experienced Grindelwald's rampage across Europe, these elements combined were even more terrifying than Voldemort.

Isn't this exactly Grindelwald's three key elements?!

Platinum blonde hair and heterochromatic eyes—two out of the three elements are present. So, is the final prophet real or fake?

Professor McGonagall immediately decided to return to Hogwarts to find Isaac Waldore's address.

“I’m sorry, Miss Granger. I was planning to take you to the Wizarding Street to buy some school supplies.”

However, I need to return to Hogwarts now. I will arrange for another professor to take you to Diagon Alley later.

Without saying much, Professor McGonagall patted Hermione on the shoulder and then hurriedly left.

As soon as she stepped out of Granger's house, Professor McGonagall's figure vanished in a flash.

Although Professor McGonagall cannot Apparate back to Hogwarts directly, this does not prevent her from going to the vicinity of Hogwarts first and then rushing back.

"Mom, did I say something wrong?" Hermione looked at her mother with concern.

Mrs. Granger shook her head, and Mr. Granger went to his daughter and patted her little head.

"No, Hermione, you're not wrong. What you just said has probably given Professor McGonagall a great deal of insight..."

Professor McGonagall's behavior just now clearly indicated that she had suddenly thought of something.

What could possibly make such a strict and composed professor panic?

Hermione stood there thinking for a long time, then looked at her parents with a sullen expression: "So... the magical world really does have prophetic talents, right?"

Was Isaac Valdore truly a prophet?

Hermione was a little sad; her understanding of the wizarding world had ultimately slid in the direction she least wanted to see.

Chapter 5 The "Three Elements" Attack of an Older Catgirl

Hogwarts. Headmaster's Office.

Professor McGonagall burst into Dumbledore's office, only to find him happily dealing with a swarm of cockroaches.

"Oh, Albus!" Dumbledore's reaction immediately shut Professor McGonagall up.

On the office wall, the portraits of past headmasters in the magical paintings exchanged glances across the frames after seeing this scene, and then silently walked out of the portrait frames in Dumbledore's office.

However, heads occasionally peek out from the edge of the frame, proving that the headmasters in the portrait all looked forward to Professor McGonagall's righteousness and the authority of the acting vice-headmaster to Dumbledore.

'We've been Professor McGonagall's people for a long time!'

“Oh, Minerva, I thought you were going to continue with the matters concerning the young wizards’ enrollment.”

"Would you like to try some?"

That's why Dumbledore is the headmaster and Professor McGonagall is the vice-headmaster. Dumbledore's composure in the face of such a dramatic change is something to be learned from.

Dumbledore warmly invited Professor McGonagall to try his unusually flavored candy.

Professor McGonagall ignored the pile of cockroaches crawling all over the table, the authenticity of which was questionable, and went straight to Dumbledore and asked:

"Albus, have we found a teacher for Defense Against the Dark Arts next semester?"

Thanks to Voldemort's curse, teachers of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts became "consumables" that were only needed once a year.

Perhaps it was precisely because the course's instructors suffered such heavy losses that the rumored curse of Voldemort was confirmed.

In short, this course is very weird.

If the professors responsible for teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts only teach for a year, they will at most encounter minor misfortunes.

For example, injuries such as broken hands or feet, or injuries that leave someone bedridden.

But what if a professor decides to "defy fate" and be re-elected as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for a second year?

Then this wizard will most likely bring misfortune upon himself.

The most common type of misfortune is dying a violent death.

In short, year after year, the curse on the teachers of Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts course became increasingly strong.

Hogwarts even reached a point where it was difficult to find a professor.

In Professor McGonagall's memory, Professor Dumbledore seemed to have spent the entire holiday running around looking for a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for the new school year.

The reason I used the word "seems" is because Professor McGonagall felt that she might have been fooled by the old man in front of her.

Judging from Dumbledore's relaxed and carefree appearance, he doesn't seem like someone who has been busy during a holiday.

Did Dumbledore spend the entire holiday slacking off in his office?

The thought that while she was working herself to the bone, Dumbledore, the headmaster, was drinking coffee and eating candy in his office made Professor McGonagall's hands itch.

If Dumbledore doesn't recognize her Animagus form, she'll give him a good slap.

Unfortunately, the two of them were too familiar with each other, and the older catgirl still had some idol image to maintain.

Noticing Professor McGonagall's unfriendly gaze, Dumbledore quickly put away the pile of cockroaches and then coughed twice.

"Ahem, actually I've already found a candidate to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Oh?" Professor McGonagall pulled her wand back.

"So, the professor in charge of teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts this school year will be...."

“Quirinus,” Dumbledore replied. “Quirinus Quirrell, do you remember him?”

"Professor Quirrell?" Dumbledore really gave her an unexpected name.

"Wasn't Professor Quirrell a professor of Muggle Studies before he went to Albania?"

The choice of this person is, well, quite subtle.

Quirrell was once Professor McGonagall's student, so he knew Professor McGonagall quite well.

He was a very bright young man who did very well in school; later he entered Hogwarts and became their colleague, responsible for teaching Muggle Studies.

Professor McGonagall acknowledged Professor Quirrell's extensive knowledge, but felt that theoretical knowledge alone might not be enough for a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

"I remember when Professor Quirrell left Hogwarts, he said he planned to go to Albania to gain some practical experience?"

This is a little-known secret among wizards.

Albania is located on the edge of the European magical world, naturally belonging to a no-man's-land.

It's unrealistic for Quirinus Quirrell to want to gain more practical experience in the British wizarding world.

Those who cause trouble in the British magical world will either become dark wizards and lose face, or be taken to Azkaban by the Aurors for "high-level academic" re-education.

If you want to gain more practical experience in the open, you either need to find dark wizards to "practice" with, or simply travel outside.

The Ministry of Magic does have a wide reach, but even that doesn't extend to Albania.

"Yes, during the holidays, Quirinas contacted me and said he wanted to become the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for the new school year."

We can't possibly turn down such an enthusiastic young person, can we?

Professor McGonagall's lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

You didn't say that when Tom Riddle was seeking the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Before she could say anything, Professor McGonagall suddenly realized something.

If Professor Quirrell contacted Dumbledore in the middle of the holidays, it would mean that Dumbledore had been slacking off for half a month.

If Professor Quirrell had contacted Dumbledore at the beginning of his vacation, the white-bearded old man would have had a much more relaxed vacation.

A whole holiday...

Professor McGonagall suddenly felt a strong urge to give Dumbledore a wand spell.

However, since Dumbledore has so much time...

“Albus, there’s something I think you need to know.” Professor McGonagall handed Dumbledore a piece of parchment.

A name and an address were written on the parchment.

“Isaac Waldore. 12 Medway Street, Hampstead Gardens, London.”

Dumbledore immediately recognized that this was the address of the young wizard that Professor McGonagall had copied from the acceptance letter.

He was more curious as to why Professor McGonagall would give him the address.

Could it be that Professor McGonagall is planning to make this 100-year-old man work overtime?