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The illustrator: It can't be called headless and brainless, right? Even if the Harusame Pirates are not active on Earth, you can still start with the Tendo Clan.

Hatchet Girl: That is to say, you are clearly lazy! You love indolence and hate work. This kind of mentality is not good!

Curly Hair: You know shit! Even if we wanted to find the Tiandaozhong, it wouldn't be easy, right? We have no idea where they usually stay or what their living habits are! Mr. President, please give us some time!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Forget it. An Ran-san rarely changes his mind. And you all know he doesn't like jokes. So instead of begging for mercy, it's better to act quickly.

Wig: There's no other way, Gintoki! In this situation, we have no choice but to burn our boats.

Curly-haired boy: Damn your brother-in-law, it's all your fault, you bastard! What the hell are you talking about a maid outfit? Why are you mentioning a maid outfit? If I really get locked up in the dark room, I will never forgive you in my life!

Gerald no longer paid attention to the quarrel between the two people in the group.

According to his estimation, two months would be enough for Sakata Gintoki and Katsura Kotaro to complete the world mission. These two people acted like they were brainless and idiotic in the group, but in fact, their overall abilities were very strong.

If they were not strong enough, they would not have survived such a brutal war against foreigners.

If they really wanted to do something, these two could definitely do it. However, that presupposes they weren't lazy or passive. But that was precisely their biggest flaw.

Of course, everyone in the group, including Jellal himself, had their flaws. No one in the world could be perfect, but what these two had done was truly outrageous.

Having Momoka members wear maid outfits to solicit customers is definitely not something someone dedicated to the cause of public liberation would do. Kisame said they objectified women, and that's true.

Although Jellal knew very well that Sakata Gintoki had no intention of objectifying women, it could even be said that he didn't fully understand what objectifying women meant.

Because he doesn't like to study and doesn't understand theory.

If you don't want to learn, then don't learn. As the group leader, I won't force you to do that. But if he does something that has such a bad influence, he won't go unpunished.

The biggest problem for these two people is procrastination and laziness, so making them take action is the best punishment for them. After this lesson, I believe they will never do such outrageous things again.

Jellal withdrew his thoughts and looked at the scene in front of him.

Today is the first day of the new semester at Hogwarts. The audience is crowded with people, and there are a few familiar faces sitting in the crowd.

Hermione, with her fluffy hair, was lecturing non-stop, while Harry Potter and Ron beside her hung their heads in dejection.

These two people caused a major accident at the beginning of the school year, driving a flying car to the school. No one was injured, but the car was completely wrecked. Not only that, but the school's Whomping Willow was also severely damaged.

Harry and Ron were worried about whether they would be expelled from school, and they were filled with panic.

391 The shock brought by Gerald

"What a shame about you two, Harry and Ron."

In the Gryffindor seats, Hermione sighed deeply like a patriarch. "Not only have you caused Gryffindor to lose points, you'll probably also face severe punishment from the school. Don't you two have brains?"

Harry and Ron didn't answer and remained silent.

However, Hermione did not stop her speech and continued, "Ron, the main fault in this matter lies with you! You obviously have never learned to drive, why would you do such a thing?"

"Hey, let's stop here!" Ron, already feeling very unhappy, suddenly became annoyed. "By then, we'd already missed the train. How else could we get to school except this way?"

"You can contact your family, they will always find a way." Hermione replied.

"Damn it! I just don't want them to know I'm late!" Ron gritted his teeth and said, "And I'm late just because I was playing around. They'll definitely kill me!"

"So, the source is still your love of play!" Hermione snorted and said, "Even Harry has been led astray by you. You should be ashamed of this."

"That's enough!" Ron's face flushed, and he was furious. "Stop your incessant preaching. If you don't find it annoying, then we should. Don't worry about our affairs. Just take care of your own!" He turned his head and ignored her.

Harry looked at Hermione, who was a little dazed and her eyes gradually lost, and couldn't help but pull Ron's sleeve. "Aren't you going a little too far?"

"Did I pass?" Ron asked in annoyance. "She was the one who passed! Who does she think she is? Why is she lecturing us in such a condescending tone? I advise you to ignore her, or you'll be taught a lesson and become a good kid."

Uh.

Harry was stunned, speechless for a moment. He actually hated Hermione's preaching, feeling that she sometimes acted like a little professor. But considering they were all friends, he chose to tolerate it.

But after seeing Ron's attitude today, he decided not to tolerate it. He turned around and began to think about what kind of punishment he would receive. Would he really be expelled?

Seeing that the two friends no longer paid attention to her, Hermione turned her head away. If they ignored her, then just ignore her. It's like no one cares about her!

Even though she thought this, the little girl still felt wronged. She was clearly not wrong, but they were. She was doing this for their own good, so why did it turn out like this?

Hermione was really confused at this moment. At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the surroundings. "Look, who is that person in the professor's chair?"

The young wizards, including Hermione, Ron, and Harry, who heard the shout, all looked up at the professor's seat.

"Is that Gilderoy Lockhart? Oh, my God! He's really teaching at Hogwarts?"

"I've read his book Breaking with a Female Ghost. It's a really good book! It's lively and interesting, and the plot is so thrilling!"

"My mother and I are both fans of his novels!"

At this moment, Hermione also saw Lockhart, his face beaming with joy and his head held high, and a flicker of admiration flashed in her eyes. She had read all of Lockhart's books this summer.

From the perspective of the book, she subjectively believes that Lockhart is a brave, kind and helpful heroic wizard. How can such a role model character not be loved and admired?

Seeing the huge sensation his presence had caused, Lockhart ostentatiously smoothed his bangs and slowly stood up, as if about to make a statement about life.

But at this moment, the little wizard who exclaimed suddenly said, "I'm not talking about Lockhart, but the one sitting on Professor Snape's right!"

To Snape's right?

Hermione was stunned for a moment, then looked towards where Gerard was. What caught her eye was a very young face.

He had a striking head of shaggy blue hair, and a strange dark red pattern etched across his left cheek. His eyes were golden, and his skin was very pale. His slender fingers rested on the table, his expression neutral.

"He, he is..." Hermione's eyes widened and an expression of disbelief appeared on her face.

If she was surprised to see Lockhart, then Jellal in front of her was a shock to her.

Similarly, those young wizards who were familiar with the news of the wizarding world also showed shock and stunned expressions when they saw Gerald's face. Only Harry Potter had a rather confused look. "What's wrong? That boy is very famous? Wait, he should be a young wizard around our age, right? So why is he sitting in the professor's chair?"

"Harry, don't you know him?" Ron turned his gaze to his friend, and the look in his eyes made Harry feel very strange. "You don't even know him?"

"W-what?" Harry was stunned and asked with confusion: "Is he more famous than Lockhart?"

"Lockhart? That guy isn't even fit to carry his shoes!" Ron didn't answer, but a voice came from behind Harry.

Turning around, Harry Potter saw two red-haired boys, the Weasley brothers. Harry didn't know if it was Fred or George who was speaking; he still couldn't tell the two twins apart.

"He's so amazing?" Harry looked at Gerard in the professor's chair. He had to admit that the boy was indeed a bit too handsome. Especially the strange lines on his left cheek, which gave him a strange and mysterious feeling.

"He's more than amazing, he's a monster!" Fred patted Harry's shoulder and exclaimed in admiration. "When he was nine and we were still making clay pills and eating them as candy, he had already passed all the NEWT courses! And he passed them all with full marks!"

"NEWT? That's the final year course at Hogwarts?" Harry was surprised. "But, nine years old? Normally, wizards awaken around 11, right?"

"That's true under normal circumstances, but Ziklaine is different." Hermione finally couldn't help but speak up and continued, "He became an Obscurial when he was five years old. The magic he unleashed razed the entire neighborhood where he lived to the ground. The Ministry of Magic and Professor Dumbledore were alerted, and that was the year he was brought back to Hogwarts by Professor Dumbledore."

"Wow, that's amazing!" Harry gasped in shock, "So, what is the Obscurial?"

392 What is a peerless genius?

"I don't know what the Obscurial is, so why am I still sighing how powerful it is?" Hermione's mouth twitched, and she frowned.

"Isn't it powerful that the explosion of magic can directly blow up the entire city block?" Harry Potter blinked and asked back.

"Hahaha, that's really impressive!" George laughed heartily, putting his hand on his shoulder. "At least it's much better than when our little Ronnie wet the bed when he was five!"

"Damn it! Don't imitate your mother's tone!" Ron's face darkened and he angrily said, "Also, I didn't wet the bed! I just drank too much water and didn't have time to go to the bathroom!"

"With all due respect, Ron," Harry sighed, "it's actually called bedwetting."

"Oh, Harry!" Ron waited for him for a long time and shouted angrily, "Aren't we the best of brothers? Why did you stab me in the back?"

"No, no. I don't think it's a big deal for a five-year-old to wet the bed." Waving his hands, Harry explained, "Children of this age rarely have control over themselves."

"So, you also wet the bed when you were five?" Ron asked sullenly, his expression relaxing slightly.

"I, uh... I didn't." Harry pushed his glasses up and tilted his head to the side. "But my cousin Dally wet the bed. He was still wetting the bed when he was eight."

"Shit, are you saying that I'm in the same camp as your fat cousin?" Ron got even angrier, his cheeks flushed red.

"Hahaha, little Ronnie is shy." Fred reached out and pinched his cheek, chuckling, "Actually, this isn't anything shameful. At least it's better than hitting yourself on the forehead with a dung ball when you were six years old, believe me!"

"That's enough, shut up!" Ron was furious and was about to put his hand over his mouth. "That was all a long time ago, don't say it again!"

"Oh my god, Ron!" Hermione was completely upset, with an expression of disbelief. "You actually hit yourself on the forehead with a dung ball. No wonder you are so stupid now."

"This is none of your business, I don't want to talk to you!" Ron yelled at her.

The young man now feels that this new semester is really terrible. Not only did he get into a car accident, but his dark history was also exposed. Even if he is not expelled, he will be too embarrassed to face people.

"Ahem, let's get back to the point." Seeing his friend's fury, Harry quickly tried to smooth things over: "What exactly is the Obscurial?"

"Young wizards living among the crowd usually suppress their magical powers to avoid standing out from the crowd." George took a strange-tasting bean from his pocket and put it in his mouth, saying slowly, "But this suppression is not properly guided and controlled, so it leads to... uh, damn! This strange-tasting bean tastes like booger!"

Harry Potter covered his face and said helplessly: "We were talking fine, and you suddenly said this to me!"

"Okay, let me continue," Fred took over. "Magical power that is not properly guided and controlled will give rise to parasitic dark magical creatures called Obscurus. And those who are parasitized by the Obscurus are Obscurus."

"So, this boy became an Obscurial in order to suppress his magical abilities?" Harry suddenly realized. "And, he was only five years old?"

"Yes, the Obscurus erupting at the age of five could blow up an entire street," Hermione exclaimed in admiration. "You can imagine how immense the magical power he suppressed was. Of course, the key isn't that. The key is that he perfectly controlled the Obscurus within himself and transformed it into his own magical power!"

"Yes, that's what's truly surprising!" George nodded in agreement and said, "Generally speaking, the Silents don't live to be ten years old!"

"Then it should be Professor Dumbledore who saved him?" Harry guessed as a matter of course.

In his opinion, Dumbledore was omnipotent. Even curing the Obscurial should be a piece of cake.

Fred shook his head and said, "Although Professor Dumbledore is indeed very powerful, what I want to say is...his ability to perfectly control the Obscurus is mainly due to his own personal factors."

"The Obscurial is different from the others. It's a force that even Dumbledore found difficult to control." George glanced at Gerard in the professor's chair. "He can only play a supporting role at best. The key lies in the Obscurial himself. He admitted this himself in the Daily Prophet. There's no doubt about it."

"Tsk, tsk, a five-year-old boy suppressed the Obscurus all by himself." Fred smacked his lips and said, "That's why we think he's a real monster."

"After suppressing the Obscurus, Ziklaine began to display his unparalleled magical talent," Hermione recounted, reciting the details. "At seven, he mastered the art of silent spellcasting. At eight, he performed Transfiguration so well that even Professor McGonagall praised him. At nine, he passed all of Hogwarts' graduation courses with a perfect score."

"Is this, is this still a human being?" Harry Potter was stunned and muttered to himself.

He was twelve years old now, and his grades in Charms were pretty good, but not even close to perfect. As for other subjects, that was even more of a stretch.

Yet, this Ziklein had already completed all six years of Hogwarts' curriculum at the age of nine. He even received full marks on all his graduation exams. Is this something a human could actually do?

"Not only that, he was recruited as an Auror by the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the age of ten." Ron, no longer bothered to get angry, joined the discussion. "In just two years, he solved nearly a hundred long-standing cases, including the disappearances of the residents of Johnstown. For this, he was awarded the Order of Merlin, Second Class."

"I think this incident alone is enough for him to receive a first-class medal." George shook his head and said helplessly, "Maybe those officials thought he was young and easy to bully, so they gave him a second-class medal."

"But later on, he finally got the first-class medal because he invented the popular use of alchemy, the simplified science of potions, and the arrangement of spell amplification." Hermione added after a moment of silence.

"Just last year, he was exceptionally promoted to Deputy Director of the Auror Office." Fred nodded and said, "Some people said he might become the new Minister of Magic at the age of fifteen, but who would have thought... he would actually end up as a professor at Hogwarts?"

393 Warm Welcome

"So, he's not even fifteen yet?" Harry paused, then asked, "Can he be a professor at Hogwarts before he's fifteen?"

"Whether or not one can become a professor, I don't think it's a question of age at all!" Hermione shook her head and said, "It's about ability! As long as one has sufficient ability, they are fully qualified!"

"Yes, that's right." George nodded in agreement and patted Harry on the shoulder. "If you had the experience and ability of Ziklaine, you could become a professor too. Our great Professor Harry has led us through all the challenges."

"Of course, you definitely won't do that now." Fred blinked and smiled, "You might lead us into the gutter now."

"Hahahaha!"

As soon as the words fell, several people burst into laughter. Harry Potter scratched his hair in annoyance and said, "Okay, okay. I admit that with his legendary experience, he is indeed qualified to be our professor, but what subject do you think he will teach?"

"Given his abilities, I think any subject would be fine." George rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment before saying, "But I think Defense Against the Dark Arts is the most likely candidate."

"Defence Against the Dark Arts?" Harry Potter paused, then asked, "Is he also familiar with the Dark Arts?"

"It's a book he wrote himself: A Concise Guide to Combating the Dark Arts," Hermione replied in a didactic tone. "It's very easy to understand. I think you should read it."

"Forget about reading. I think practice is more important!" Ron, as expected, disagreed with her and said, "Right, Harry."

"Ah, yes." Harry Potter nodded perfunctorily.

In fact, he felt that Hermione had a point on this issue, and that some books should still be read. But at this time, he and Ron were on the same side after all, so he did not refute him.

Hermione was stunned and shouted, "How can you practice without knowledge? Don't do anything stupid!"

"Thanks for the reminder." Ron glanced at her and then turned his gaze away again. "But this has nothing to do with you. Please take care of yourself."

"You..." The little girl was so angry that her face turned red and she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

At this moment, Dumbledore slowly stood up from his seat, raised his hands, and gently pressed them down.

In an instant, all the discussions disappeared, and all the young wizards stared at the principal on the stage with wide eyes.

"It's a new school year, and we at Hogwarts are once again welcoming new students." Dumbledore looked around, his voice steady. "Of course, it's not just the lovely new students, we also have new professors."