My partner at Hogwarts is Tom

Chapter 78 Announcement

He browsed the menu with great interest, clicked on the [Encyclopedia], and looked at the few magical creatures that were already unlocked and commonly seen, making exclamations like "Oh~" and "Aha~".

"A brilliant design, Victor!" Dumbledore looked up, his eyes gleaming with insight and appreciation.

"This is not just an educational tool, but a bridge—a bridge connecting knowledge and emotion, connecting the children inside the castle with the life in your wonderful space. I can feel the goodwill and vision contained within it."

Viktor then made his own request.

Ask Professor McGonagall for a public lecture open to all students of Hogwarts.

During class, each young wizard is given a free "Pokémon Pokédex" and their usage is explained on the spot.

At the same time, he also revealed his longer-term vision to the two principals for the first time.

He hopes to gradually expand the space of his suitcase and "attach" it to the stable and vast ancient magical network of Hogwarts Castle.

He explained the benefits of this concept, which provides near-infinite stability to the suitcase space, enhancing its structural integrity.

In the future, a permanent entrance and exit may be established within the castle, and the space may even be developed into a "secret realm" or "special teaching area" of Hogwarts, ultimately forming a symbiotic and mutually beneficial relationship.

The "Pokémon Pokédex" project is a key step in realizing this vision.

By enabling young wizards to establish a deep connection with the space, the existence of the space is closely integrated with the growth of Hogwarts students, thereby winning the recognition and acceptance of the castle's ancient will.

Professor McGonagall listened very attentively.

She always had the greatest enthusiasm for any suggestion that could genuinely help students learn and promote the development of Hogwarts' magical education.

"Open class? Of course!" She took out the course schedule from the drawer almost without hesitation.

"How about Saturday morning? There are no other arrangements in the auditorium; it's large enough to accommodate all students. I will inform the deans and students. As for your space hosting plan—"

She looked at Viktor with the rigor of a professor examining an excellent lesson plan, but with even more support in her eyes.

"This is a bold and constructive idea, Victor. If it can be realized, it will undoubtedly add valuable depth and resources to Hogwarts."

"I strongly support this in principle. However, its implementation must ensure absolute safety and must not pose any potential risks to the castle's existing magic system or the safety of teachers and students. You need to develop an extremely detailed and thoroughly tested plan."

"Of course, Minerva, safety is always the top priority," Viktor solemnly promised.

"This is currently just a long-term goal. The Encyclopedia Project is the first step, and also the most crucial one, and I will proceed cautiously."

Dumbledore listened quietly, his finger lightly tapping the screen of the encyclopedia, while the Pixel Niffler made faces at him on the screen.

Only then did he slowly speak, his voice calm yet full of power.

"The greatness of a castle lies not only in its ancient stones and magic, but also in the ever-growing and intertwined lives and stories within it. Victor, your thoughts remind me of the early days of Hogwarts—"

"The four founders have brought together their unique magic and ideas here, not to build a fortress that is closed off from the world, but to create a cradle full of possibilities and growth."

His deep blue eyes gazed intently at Viktor through his glasses.

"Your suitcase space," your stories with animals, the bridges you're trying to build—these are all new possibilities. I'm happy to see these attempts.

"Hogwarts always welcomes kind souls who wish to grow with it. Go for it, Victor. If you need help, Minerva and I, and the castle itself, will be there for you."

With the explicit support and deep understanding of the two headmasters, especially Dumbledore, Victor felt much more at ease.

That evening, around dinner time, when most of the teachers and students had finished eating and the auditorium was filled with the clatter of plates and the sound of conversation, Professor McGonagall stood up and gently tapped her wine glass with her fork.

The crisp sound quickly silenced the auditorium.

"Please note," Professor McGonagall's voice was clear and resonated throughout the auditorium.

"Saturday morning, which is tomorrow, after breakfast, all students are requested to remain in the auditorium and not leave. We will be holding a special open class on the protection of magical creatures, which will be conducted by Professor Scamander."

She paused for a moment, her gaze sweeping over the young wizards on the four long tables, whose eyes instantly lit up with curiosity.

"Professor Scamander will introduce and distribute a brand-new magical learning device at that time. Please note that this open class is not ———"

This is extremely important; all students are required to attend.

As soon as he finished speaking, the auditorium erupted in chaos!

Open classes for the whole school! New magical learning equipment! Free to be distributed!

The younger students whispered excitedly to each other, while the older students guessed what it was.

Around the Ravenclaw table, several students, recalling the recent "disappearance" of the twins and Tom, as well as the magical space in Professor Victor's suitcase, engaged in a more heated discussion.

At the Gryffindor table, Percy Weasley tried to maintain his composure as a prefect, but a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

He vaguely knew what his brothers were doing for Professor Scamander, and he felt proud of it.

George and Fred, despite still having dark circles under their eyes, straightened their backs and wore barely suppressed smug smiles as they accepted the curious or envious glances from their classmates.

Ron leaned closer and whispered, "Hey, what's tomorrow? You two have been going to Professor Victor's place every day lately, you must know, right?"

The twins simultaneously raised their chins, revealing inscrutable expressions.

"Just you wait, little brother Ron, you'll be absolutely blown away tomorrow!"

Harry and Hermione looked at them curiously, and Hermione even took out her schedule and marked the Saturday morning spot.

Amidst excited speculation and anticipation, time quietly slipped away.

Saturday morning, the weather was unusually clear.

The clear sunlight streamed through the tall stained-glass windows, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on the stone floor of the Hogwarts Great Hall.

Breakfast ended earlier than usual, with the house-elves collecting all the cups and plates with astonishing efficiency.

Four long tables, each occupied by a college, were filled with students from the first to the seventh year, arranged neatly by college. The air was filled with the lively chatter of students discussing their ideas.

Apart from Viktor, all the professors were present on the professors' chair.

Dumbledore sat in the center, wearing a deep purple robe embroidered with twinkling stars, watching with amusement the vibrant scene below.

Professor McGonagall sat upright, her expression serious yet tinged with anticipation.

Professor Snape still had that gloomy expression, but his gaze occasionally swept over the seemingly ordinary briefcase in front of Victor.

Professor Flitwick was so excited that he swayed slightly in his raised chair.

Professor Sprout smiled gently, and even the usually aloof Professor Sinister showed interest.

Viktor stood before the professor's table, on which sat his brown briefcase and several open boxes filled with the Red and White Pictorial Guide.

He was wearing a well-fitting dark travel robe, and Tom, dressed in a formal suit and posing like a teaching assistant, was perched on his shoulder.

Tom seemed particularly energetic today, his fur shiny, the tip of his tail swaying leisurely, and his emerald-like cat eyes scanning the dark mass of people below.