Hogwarts: This professor is too Muggle

Harry and Ron were silent, feeling that Professor Lewynter was even scarier than Professor McGonagall when he was strict.

Hermione tilted her head slightly, a glimmer in her eyes. This persuasive method of stating facts in a calm tone and shocking the other party left a very deep impression on her.

I have heard Professor Lewint preach before, but this kind of preaching is different from that kind of preaching. It has a profound power.

"I, I, I don't want this either..." Hagrid cried, his eyes were wet, and he didn't care about pretending to be stubborn at this time.

Harry had always been close to Hagrid, and seeing him like this, he felt a little sorry for him and asked on his behalf, "Sir, can you help us?"

"Honestly, I don't want to do this." Melvin spread his hands. "Everyone has to pay the price for their mistakes. When Hagrid was in school, he was expelled for secretly raising dangerous animals. Dumbledore took him in, but unfortunately, decades later, he still hasn't learned to properly develop his interests and hobbies."

Hagrid sniffed and big tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Melvin continued, "Instead of becoming more mature, he even went too far, developing a bad habit of alcoholism and leaking confidential information to the Dark Lord, nearly killing Harry. I think maybe he should pay for his mistakes so that he can learn to grow up."

"Ugh..."

The half-giant, nearly ten feet tall, could no longer bear it and burst into tears. Tears and snot streamed down his face and seeped into his tangled beard. He sobbed and choked, "I, I can go to Azkaban, but I don't want to implicate Dumbledore!"

Seeing Hagrid like this, several students felt very uncomfortable and their throats were blocked.

"Professor..." Hermione tugged at Melvin's sleeve.

"What?" Melvin looked down at them. "Don't you think he should be held accountable for his mistakes?"

"Yes, absolutely." Hermione said stiffly, "But he hasn't made any irreparable mistakes yet, and Hagrid has already admitted his mistake. He will definitely remember this experience. Just help him."

"Really?" Melvin pretended to be doubtful.

Hagrid wiped his nose quickly and nodded heavily: "Yeah!"

Melvin hesitated for a moment, and after careful consideration, he made a difficult decision: "Okay, for your sake, I can help you."

Cheers rang out in the room. Harry and Ron ran up to comfort Hagrid. The big man sobbed and wiped his face, wiped a handful of sticky liquid on his leather jacket, and couldn't suppress a smile.

Melvin himself felt a little guilty: "But this kind of help is conditional."

The cheers quieted down, and Harry and the other two were a little confused: "Professor, you say."

Melvin looked at the three students and said, "I want you to sign an agreement with me to sell out... no, to star in my movie."

"what?"

……

The young dragon lay on its back on the round table, its head drooping over the edge. The nictitating membrane covering its eyes was half open and half closed, with half of its tongue sticking out. It was no longer as ferocious as before, its chest rising and falling evenly, its breathing slow and long, with a strong smell of alcohol. Occasionally it sneezed, sending a few sparks out of its nose.

Its claws occasionally rubbed against the table, causing wood chips to fall off.

There were still dried tear marks on Hagrid's face. Looking at it sleeping lazily, his heart melted, but he didn't dare show it.

Yaya lay under the table, staring at his paws, lost in thought.

Several young wizards sat around a round table. Hermione carefully looked through the agreement provided by the professor. Harry was whispering to Ron about what a movie was, and occasionally pulled Hagrid over to talk about the shadow mirror.

The older students had seen it at Hogsmeade on weekends, but they were too young to do so and could only hear about it from others.

"Professor, didn't we sign an agreement before?" Harry asked in a low voice.

"That was the agreement for the Quidditch match. This time it's the film." Melvin was very patient and answered every question. "I plan to adapt your experiences and show them to wizards around the world. You can rest assured that the film will be consulted on its content and will only be released publicly after we reach an agreement."

The young wizards were silent, they felt that the professor would always have a way to make them reach a consensus.

“And the pay is very generous.”

"..."

Although it felt a little wrong, Harry and the others had no other choice but to save Hagrid, so they quickly signed the agreement in triplicate, keeping one copy for themselves and returning the other two to the professor.

"And yours, Hagrid."

"Huh? Oh!" Hagrid was very cooperative.

Melvin put away all the contracts and was very satisfied with his actions. He helped Hagrid and achieved his goal. By the way, he also helped the principal with pre-professor training. It was a win-win situation for all parties.

Well, find time to sign Dumbledore too.

Just consider it your overtime pay.

Chapter 80 Ready to be released

The kerosene lamp wick swayed slightly, and the light from her long eyelashes reflected in her bright eyes. The little witch said nothing, staring straight at the professor in front of her, his wand against her forehead.

"Don't worry." The professor spoke slowly, his voice gentle and soft. "This isn't Legilimency. I won't pry into your privacy. I'm just borrowing your memories of investigating the Philosopher's Stone and clearing the previous levels. Please calmly recall the scenes back then..."

Hearing the news about Nicolas Flamel from Hagrid;

Setting fire to the professor's coat during a Quidditch match;

Search for information and discuss investigations with friends;

The introduction of Dumbledore on the candy card;

Jump through the trapdoor to pass the levels set by the professors...

"..."

There was a glint of silver in Hermione's eyes, and then she felt a surge of magic seeping into her temples along the tip of the wand, soft and warm, giving her the feeling of a unicorn. A faint pulling force came from the tip of the wand, as if something soft was being pulled out.

It was a wisp of silvery-white mist, with unclear outlines.

It was placed in a test tube-like glass bottle guided by a magic wand and covered with a rubber stopper. Silver mist floated lightly in the bottle, and some vague human figures could be vaguely seen.

Hermione watched his movements and blinked, "Is this all right?"

"All right."

“But I can still recall the memory of that time.”

"Borrowing memories isn't a forgetfulness spell. It can be thought of as copying a film; the master tape remains in your mind. If you hadn't learned to extract memories yourself, you wouldn't need my help."

"That's it..."

Melvin put the glass bottle containing memories into his pocket.

The other two students and Hagrid were all immersed in their own memories, with dazed expressions.

Not only the little witch, but the memories of several other people were also copied. Harry's memory was mainly from the first-person perspective of Quidditch, where he was almost assassinated, discovered the Mirror of Erised during a night tour of the castle, and observed Quirrell in class several times; Ron mainly took apart the Chocolate Frog; Hagrid was attacked and cheated at the Hog's Head Inn.

I still have to do editing after I get back.

The room was quiet. In silence, the fire dragon cub opened its eyes a little. Norbert didn't know when he woke up, and the first person he saw was Melvin.

"what!"

The young dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a burst of flames, which rushed straight towards his face, but before it reached his eyes, the dragon flames dissipated into thin air.

Melvin tapped it on the head with his wand. The little fire dragon, which was not yet fully awake, closed its eyes again and lay back down in a daze.

The sudden accident woke up the people nearby.

Ron was a bit stunned. Norbert used to be naughty and only bit people, and he had been bitten before. His teeth were poisonous but not fatal. His right hand was swollen for several days and he couldn't do his homework. Now he was setting fires at the slightest provocation. He couldn't imagine the consequences if he was bitten.

The others once again witnessed the danger of the fire dragon and were terrified.

"Professor, do you have any ideas for making Norbert less dangerous?"

Hermione asked nervously, her voice crisp, "I read about the Untraceable Extension Charm in a book. It can expand a separate space for Norbert, no matter how much fire he breathes inside. In the past, many wizards used the Untraceable Extension Charm to raise animals. Newt Scamander once caused unrest in New York twice."

"That's why Newt Scamander was banned from entering the country by multiple wizarding governments around the world, and was even wanted by the Magical Congress of the United States for several weeks." Melvin said with a serious expression, "The climate of Hogwarts and the Forbidden Forest is not suitable for raising dragons. The Undetectable Extension Charm doesn't work either, and unofficial organizations and individuals are not allowed to raise dragons. As a good and law-abiding wizard, I will not help Hagrid continue to break the law."

"What should we do?"

"Send Norbert away."

Hagrid choked and started to cry again: "Poor little fellow..."

Melvin looked at Hagrid, who was taller than him even when he sat down, with a helpless expression: "Send him away, not release him into the wild."

"Where is that?" Hagrid was shocked.

"The Carpathian Mountains." Melvin paused before explaining in detail, "It's what we often call the Romanian Fire Dragon Sanctuary. The climate there is suitable for Fire Dragons to grow and reproduce. They are cared for by professional breeders, and other Norwegian Ridgebacks teach them how to hunt and fly."

"Romania? Charlie is right there!" Ron's eyes widened, somewhat unable to accept that after all the trouble he had gone through selling his own portrait, this was the result.

But no one paid any attention to him. Hermione frowned and said, "Even if Romania can adopt Norbert, Norbert is not registered with the Ministry of Magic. It is illegal to transport the dragon privately, right?"

Hagrid nodded. When it came to magical creatures, he knew the law.

Failure to register meant that legitimate channels could not be used. The Floo Network, which was supervised by the Department of Transportation, could not be used within the country, and officially manufactured port keys could not be used abroad. This kind of cross-border or even intercontinental transportation could not rely on wizards to move it step by step.

"A tavern owner friend of mine can help. He has his own private Portkey channel, which goes from Hogsmeade to Birmingham and then moves twice to Romania."

Melvin gestured briefly, explaining the key points of smuggling with the air of a lecture, detailed and specific: "If you're worried about the portkey, you can also use the transportation route of a grocer, who will transport you from Hogsmeade to London, then take the English Channel ferry, and then go through France and Belgium..."

"There is a black market transit station in the underground port of Nice, and there is a private magic trade market in the Brasov area. We have avoided the Ministries of Magic of various European countries throughout the process, and they will definitely not find out about you."

Hagrid silently memorized several market locations.

Hermione was very surprised: "Smuggling?! Smuggling exists in the Dragon Sanctuary?"

"The Romanian trade routes lead to the entire world. Some of it is legitimate business, and some is smuggling. Every year, a massive amount of dragon-related materials flow out. The accumulated dragon feces needs to be cleaned up, the blood from male dragons fighting each other pollutes the soil, and there are also shed dragon scales and dragon fangs... As long as it doesn't harm the dragons, the Ministry of Magic of each country tacitly allows this trade to exist. After all, protected areas also need to generate income."

The three students were a little dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

"If you're still worried, you can contact Charlie Weasley. Easter vacation is coming soon. He can ask his classmates or colleagues to help with the transportation."

"No need, just use the portkey." Hermione made the final decision, very much like Professor McGonagall.

"..."

Hagrid had no objection, like a good student correcting his mistakes after being criticized.

As the night deepened, several people left the cabin and returned. Walking along the path in the middle of the field, they saw the candlelight of the castle in the distance. It was still some time before the lights were turned off.

"Actually, we can wait until the Easter holidays. Norbert won't be exposed in the short term, and Norbert can spend more time with Hagrid." Melvin chuckled.

"..."

The little witch looked up and stared at him, not wanting to pay attention to the professor's bad taste.

As they entered the hallway, the three little ones immediately said goodbye to the professor and gathered together to discuss what would happen tonight.

"After all this fuss, the solution actually falls on Charlie. If only we had come up with a solution sooner," Ron muttered. "In the end, we have to sign an agreement with the professor to extract his memories to help him make that movie."

"..."