Settle at Hogwarts

The old things in Hogwarts are not just a matter of one or two.

"Professor Prince, as a professor, shouldn't you help me manage those disobedient students?"

Looking at the old "boy" with an angry look on his face, Tabor finally understood why he was an administrator. It was because of the care from the principal.

"If you are talking about using magic items to physically punish students, then I refuse."

Tabor said firmly, and at the same time glanced at Dumbledore, who looked surprised, as if he didn't know anything.

"My magic props will only protect the students. Harmful props should be left to the enemy. As professors, we are not their enemies."

"well said."

Principal Dippet was the first to speak in praise, and his eyes when looking at Tabor were a little softer.

Seeing that even the principal who originally supported him began to waver, Pringle suddenly became more impatient: "But when dealing with naughty students, they need to be taught a lesson. If I remember correctly, my predecessor did the same thing. .”

Tabor thought of his classmates who were once locked in the dungeon and shivering, and the screams he could occasionally hear when he lived in the cellar.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Dumbledore say: "Actually, I have always believed that punishment and abuse are different. If magic items are not used properly, something may happen. You know, the death of a student last school year has already caused many people to die." Worried about the safety of Hogwarts."

Principal Dippet nodded, he still trusted Dumbledore's judgment.

"Pringle, remember your responsibilities. When you catch disobedient students, you still need to listen to the suggestions of several deans on how to deal with them. Also, the reason why I invited you here is just because I heard that you and other The professor had a conflict and wanted to adjust it."

Pringle's face looked a little ugly. He originally thought that being the administrator of Hogwarts would be a very good profession.As a result, I found that the most common job was cleaning?

"Principal Dippet, I'll leave first if I have something else to do."

Looking at Pringle's back, Principal Dippet couldn't help but sigh.

"Tub, I can call you that."

"Of course, Principal Dippet."

Tabor still maintains due respect for this old man who has lived for who knows how long.

"Apollyon is the son of an old friend of mine, but he had poor grades in school and stayed at home after graduation. If he causes trouble for you, you don't need to pay too much attention."

Tabor nodded: "Okay, Professor."

"You just said that alchemy classes are not suitable for lower grades. Albus, what do you think?"

Dumbledore swallowed the snack in his mouth, and then said: "Indeed, if you have the foundation of ancient magic patterns, alchemy will be relatively easier. I looked at last year's wizard level examination, and the knowledge about magic patterns contained in it is about three or four. Age level.”

Principal Dippet touched his beard: "Hogwarts has always provided up to 12 certificates. Although there are not many people who choose all subjects, there are always geniuses who are willing to try."

Tabor fell into deep thought in Principal Dippet's words. Although he didn't know why the principal was so obsessed with the number 12, if he wanted to narrow the scope of alchemy classes, there must be a course to fill the gap.

"How about divination? It doesn't require a lot of materials, it just depends on talent."

Principal Dippet obviously doesn't believe that much: "Compared to using crystal balls and tea leaves, I think arithmetic divination is more accurate. Moreover, I don't think a prophet who is powerful enough to be a professor is willing to teach a group of people who may not be able to do anything at all." A little wizard with no talent."

Tubo glanced at Dumbledore and thought of a person and a family.

"What about the Trelawny family? If not, I think Professor Dumbledore should have some connections."

Dumbledore looked at Tubo's thoughtful eyes and immediately understood the real candidate in his mind.

"Principal Dippet, leave this matter to me. During the holidays, I will contact the prophets I know to see if any of them want to teach."

Seeing that Dumbledore took the initiative to take over this matter, Principal Dippet paid no more attention to it.

When it was almost time for class, Tubo and Dumbledore left the principal's office together.

"Tub, you want Grindelwald to come and teach - divination?"

The corner of Tabor's mouth curved in a perverted arc: "I didn't say that, but the future Hogwarts should have a divination course. As for who the professor is, it's up to you to decide."

Dumbledore looked at Tubo's back as he hurried away.It suddenly occurred to me that he could also see the future, so he might actually be qualified as a divination class professor.

Entering the classroom a second before class, Tabor glanced at the students sitting at the table as usual.

"I'm glad to see you again and to be able to choose the alchemy class again. Since there are only three of us in this class, don't sit so far away and gather together."

Seeing the three people sitting in a row, Tabor continued: "Although I may have asked it before, I still want to ask it again. Are you taking this course for a certificate, or do you want to study it in depth?"

......

After one class, Tabor found Sesame and asked it to send a note to his favored heir, Miss Warren.

It wasn't long before Myrtle knocked on Tub's office door.

Looking at the student who had obviously just come over after class, Tabor waved his hand and poured her a glass of water, which floated steadily in a convenient place for her to grab.

"Professor, what can you do for me?"

Tabor motioned for Myrtle to sit down and talk, and then asked: "How was your reading during the holidays? Did you encounter any problems?"

"I have read the book list you gave me, but I don't understand many parts."

Myrtle said, taking out a notebook from her bag.

"Professor, look at this..."

Time gradually slipped by in this question and answer.They didn't stop until Myrtle's stomach let out a cry of protest.

"Okay, I didn't expect you to be so serious during your vacation."

Tubber said as he summoned the house elf and had it deliver dinner for two.

"Just eat something here. At this time, there should be no food in the auditorium."

Myrtle nodded awkwardly. She was immersed in knowledge and indeed forgot about her hunger.

"Miss Warren, I taught alchemy for a year and found that it is really difficult to learn alchemy in lower grades. So, I proposed to the principal that this course should be turned into an elective course that can only be chosen by senior students."