Chapter 311

"Please don't say that, headmaster Dumbledore. I'm personally honored to be enrolled in a magic school with a long history and a large number of celebrities like Hogwarts..."

When Maka said these words, she never glanced at Umbridge.

"Not long ago, I also went to school here. If I want to talk about my feelings for this school, I believe I will not be inferior to all the teachers and students present..." he said, turning to look at the students in the auditorium. "Here, there are the courage and strength of Gryffindors, the wisdom and acumen of ravenclaws, and the shrewdness and confidence of Slytherins..."

"Of course, there are also the hutchpackes I personally admire most, that kind of diligence and loyalty!"

No one interrupted Maka's speech, not even Umbridge, who was deeply hated.

Umbridge was certainly not frightened by Maka's achievements. There was only one reason why she stopped talking, that is, Maka's identity here——

He is a "special professor" at the demstrom School of magic and Wizardry.

As Dumbledore said, Maka was specially sent by kakarov. The reason why he came to Hogwarts was to show the magic world the close friendship between Hogwarts and demstrom.

This is indeed the reason why Maka came as a "special professor", but it is not the whole reason, just one.

In the long history of the magic world, it is a rare but always existing communication behavior that magic schools send personnel to each other.

But the biggest reason is not "maintaining friendship", but a stability maintenance behavior formulated by the International Federation of wizards.

In other words, Maka is actually a dispatcher handled by the education department under the International Federation of wizards. He can be said to have completely "airborne", while the British Ministry of magic, which should have been sandwiched in the middle, was directly "skipped".

The time when the nail came in was extremely accurate and hard, and Umbridge could not interfere with him.

On the contrary, Maka has the responsibility to supervise Hogwarts' education. If he responds to the "specific situation" of the Education Department of the Federation, it will be the British Ministry of magic.

Of course, this is actually not good for Maka. After all, if there are some negative situations, Hogwarts will also be under pressure.

"The system of dispatching stability maintenance personnel has not been used for a long time. Even if Dumbledore is the current president of the International Federation of wizards, he can't have the ability to manipulate the decisions of the meeting... How did this happen?"

Umbridge's face again piled up a false smile, but the question in his heart could not figure out an accurate answer. Her face was so sweet that it was really disgusting.

"... as for the list of books you have received, you can buy the mystery of ancient magic writing at the administrator's counter of the library. Students who do not take ancient magic writing courses can also buy it!"

While Umbridge was still thinking, Maka's words had come to an end.

"Well, I think everyone has almost finished eating. I have to hurry to fill my stomach while the table has not been cleaned up..." he shrugged and caused a burst of Snickers from the little wizards. "Let principal Dumbledore give you a final explanation!"

Before the words fell, Maka nodded slightly to everyone, and then quickly walked to the empty seat on the teaching staff seat.

From beginning to end, he only spoke to Umbridge, but even so, his arrival brought great fear to Umbridge.

"Well, everyone must have started to feel sleepy, so I'll finish what I should say as soon as possible!" a burst of polite laughter burst out again.

"Quidditch selection will be on..."

"McLean, teaching a bunch of ignorant kids is not as easy and pleasant as you think..."

When Maka was buried in the battle with food for a moment, Snape, sitting next to her, snorted and smiled.

"I think so, Professor Snape..." Maka swallowed the food in her mouth and drank a mouthful of grape juice, which continued. "That's why I chose to take the post of magic literature class. They just need to recite, recite and recite, and they will almost graduate."

He said, thought again, and finally added, "well, that's right, just like the history of magic class."

"Then why do you have to prepare your own textbooks?" snape hesitated. "Don't you just use the existing textbooks?"

When Maka heard this, she couldn't help laughing: "the teaching materials I prepared are not for students to learn... Well, at least they don't have to be taught to students."

He paused, lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "I showed it to the Education Department of the International Federation of wizards - if you don't order the real goods, it's not so easy to approve the identity of the task force."

Here Marca and Snape were eating and talking, and at the Gryffindor table, Harry and others were talking about it. But what they talked about was much shallower.

"Hermione, what are you thinking?" Harry asked when he saw that Hermione seemed to be thinking.

"Hmm?" Hermione looked back and said thoughtfully, "from the behavior that Umbridge rudely interrupted Dumbledore's speech just now, we can see that she must have some bad intention to be a professor of defense against the dark arts this time..."

"I can see that..." Ron scratched his head. "But the key is, what does she want to do?"

"No, it's not 'she', but the part of 'power' she represents," Hermione said seriously. "Remember? Marca said, Fu... You know, 'that man' laid chess pieces in the Ministry of magic..."

"... I wonder if this Umbridge is one of the chess pieces."

Probably because there was no time to worry about the previous discomfort, Harry and Ron subconsciously looked at each other, and a sense of crisis filled the air.

"We don't have to be too nervous," Hermione comforted immediately. "Obviously, Marca and Dumbledore have already prepared for it - this time Marca suddenly became our professor, which must be some kind of response."

"So..." Harry hesitated. "Should we do something?"

At this moment, there was a chaotic crash around. Obviously, it was because Dumbledore announced the dissolution.

Everyone got up and planned to leave.

Hermione suddenly jumped up with a rare look of panic, and her eyes were constantly moving around.

"Ron, it's time we showed the first graders the way!"

"Ah! Oh, you're right!" Ron jumped up immediately. "Hey - Hey! Everyone... That... Little ones!"

"Ron!"

"Well, I'm right... They're so small!"

"Then you can't --" Hermione straightened her mind and put on a steady expression. "Freshmen, this way, please! Follow me --"

……

The office of the professor of ancient magic literature is located in the main castle. Luna walked with her hands on her back like a walk to the desk. There, near the wall, there was a back chair crowded among piles of books.

She sat down carefully. Then she put her hand in front of her from behind and showed what she was holding to Marca.

"Dad and I picked out a gift for you to celebrate your job." Luna said with a faint smile. "Dad also said, thank you for providing him with an interesting news."