The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

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"Hi Annie, are you okay?"

Two strong arms crossed Annie's shoulders and gave him a big hug.

"Thank you, Schiller. I'm fine, and it looks like you're doing well here. Well, I said Lake Lucerne was a good place."

Aini hugged back, and it wasn't until a few seconds later that the man on the opposite side let go of his arm and took a step back.

"Of course, of course, I like this place. I didn't want to put those wooden things on my body before. Ivan is a genius. He made this set of things that are as real as they are, and they still feel. He made me whole again. "

Kettleburn flung his arms in a coordinated motion that made it hard to imagine that just last year, the space one of them was in was empty.

Since he was injured by black magic, he has received many prosthetic limbs from friends, but although those things can also obey commands, if it is not really inconvenient to move, he would not bother to use those things that have no feeling at all.

"As long as you like it, Ivan's ability is trustworthy. Cape told me that the research on salamanders is progressing very fast, and it might not take long for you to be able to remove the residual poison of black magic from your body."

Aini first praised that Ivan Walker is the person in charge of a research area, and he is a rare master of alchemy under Merlin, and he took the lead in the study of salamanders.

After Kettleburn arrived, Salamander obeyed a lot and solved Ivan's big problem. The two of them also developed some friendship after going back and forth, and put a lot of effort into making his prosthetic limbs, which can be called lifelike.

"I guess it will take a while. The blood essence extracted from the blood of the salamander is indeed very repairing, but something went wrong in the follow-up test. After several times the blood essence came into contact with the aftermath of black magic, the two Alienation has occurred between the time, this situation has occurred fourteen times, and only one is benign..."

As he spoke, Kettleburn stretched out his arms and gestured to both sides, encircling a large area.

"One time the mutated magic power even burned the container. Fortunately, because of the previous accident, Ms. Capet raised the danger level of the experiment and strengthened the protective barrier of the site."

"Capet didn't mention this last time, is he okay?"

As soon as he asked, Aini suddenly smiled. If an irreparable accident really happened, how could Capet not tell him, besides, various situations will inevitably occur in research and experiments, and there is nothing to make a fuss about.

Then Professor Kettleburn's answer confirmed his conjecture just now, but after confirming that the blood essence could not be used within a short period of time, Aini was still disappointed for a while.

It's just that now is the time when you need this thing the most...

"Something went wrong at Hogwarts last month?"

Some ties cannot be cut off by resigning. Taking advantage of the pause in the conversation, the old professor hurriedly expressed the long-worried issues.

"It's not so good. A boy attacked this year's freshmen. Afterwards, Fudge pushed the flames behind and wanted to make some articles on it. Now that the news has reached you, almost the whole world should know."

The two walked towards the venue side by side. From the happy reunion of old friends, to the temporarily unusable blood essence, to the attack at Hogwarts, the atmosphere of the conversation dropped again and again.

"Well, old Schiller probably got the news before you did. I happened to be with Minerva when little Fox came to get her, almost there, and we were strolling down to the lake, talking about old times, who think……"

Kettleburn said and pointed to the tree-lined path leading to the lake not far away, which is indeed a good place for a walk.

"In my impression, it was the first time I saw a teacher ask for leave. No one thought that such a thing would happen."

The two walked forward slowly, feeling regretful in their hearts.

Half of them were for Romilda, and the other half were for McGonagall.

"Not to mention you, even I saw Minerva asking for leave for the first time, but I was called back halfway, otherwise maybe Hogwarts would have an extra wizard now."

Kettleburn shook his head, great wizard, how many great wizards are there in the entire magic world now.

"I can feel that the teacher has taken a crucial step, the lock has been opened, and the door will be opened sooner or later."

Aini's mood is much lighter than that of Kettleburn. The last time I saw her teacher at Hogwarts, although her mood was low, the magic power in her body was much more active and calm than before.

The two states seem to be in conflict, but they are actually not contradictory to the wizard. At this time, the magic power in Professor McGonagall's body is like a mountain pass and a flat lake.

Once mobilized, whether it is pouring down and sweeping the valley, or a volcanic eruption soaring into the sky, it is unmatched before.

"Ani~"

"Professor Kettleburn~"

While talking, the two had already approached the venue, and several young wizards greeted them happily.

"Going to Hogwarts was definitely the most correct thing I did in my life."

The joy of the children dispelled the gloom in the old professor's heart in an instant, he left Aini with a loud laugh and rushed into the crowd.

There is a snow field in front, and this year the Lake Lucerne area is not below zero. It is obviously a landscape specially arranged by magic, but when Kettleburn and more than a dozen children ran in and had a snowball fight, chicken feathers all over the place .

"This is old and not repaired!"

An exasperated voice sounded from behind, and Aini turned around to see that Mrs. Weasley was looking angrily at the snowy scene with her hands on her hips.

"Good afternoon, Molly."

Ernie greeted, and seeing Mrs. Weasley's frenzied appearance, the doubts in her heart were resolved. No wonder the ball scene was decorated so uniquely, with antique elegance and liveliness. Molly presumably arranged it all by herself.

In fact, the same is true, although the mother of the seven Weasleys seems to be ordinary, she looks like an ordinary housewife in the middle age, but she is a serious lady, the daughter of the Prewett family with a long heritage, maybe one after another. The arrival of the seven children and the daily chores made her restrain her temperament, but she had a beauty in her heart, and she could amaze others by showing her hands occasionally.

"Hi, Annie."

Hearing Aini's greeting, Molly immediately changed her face and happily gave Aini a big hug.

The familiar hug, this is the second hug that Aini has received after coming to the manor. The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and the atmosphere was very pleasant. Naturally, compliments on the venue layout were indispensable during the period.

"Oh hehehe, when I was a child, there were often dance parties at home. If you see a lot of them, you can count as a bit of experience."

Mrs. Weasley laughed cheerfully, as if thinking of the happy life in her childhood, but her tone sank after a few laughs, and a little nostalgia and sentimentality appeared on her cheerful face just now.

After all, the three brothers and sisters of the Prewett family are not much different in age, and most of the scenes of childhood joy have each other.

Some pains are deep-rooted, and time can only alleviate the heart-piercing taste, but the longing and regret in my heart cannot be eliminated.

Few people are unwilling to eliminate physical scars, but some heart wounds are painful, but people cannot give up.

Because there are important people in that pain, there are cherished past, nostalgia, and love.