From Azkaban To Hogwarts - Vol 7 Chapter 551

Chapter 554 Everyone is working hard

The sun was already high when Rove Scamander yawned and got out of bed.

He had just finished a long and dangerous journey and was still jet lag.

It stands to reason that he should sleep until noon, then go out lazily to find something to eat, and then go to the newspaper to report the situation of his return – he is employed by the Daily Prophet and has a column of his own, and this adventure is also in the name of Go with similar names.

But this morning’s reservation disrupted his plans – he did not expect that the respectable gentleman would be so eager to hear first-hand information about him.

‘It’s exactly what my grandfather said… Dumbledore is such an impatient…’

After getting dressed, he glanced around the house, determined that it was too late to do a careful cleaning, decisively used his wand to tidy up the living room, and then tightly closed the doors of the other rooms, so that Quan Dang could not see.

After finishing everything, he decisively placed several orders through the owl, waiting for the visit of the legendary headmaster.

But the other party flew back faster than the owl – not long after placing the order, the doorbell rang.

He hurried to the door and opened it with surprise.

An old man with white hair and beard stood in the doorway with a smile on his face, “Good morning, Ralph—I’m glad it wasn’t a wand or a fake or something.”

This sentence confused Rove, but he happily welcomed Dumbledore in and sat on the sofa.

“It’s a little messy, I haven’t had time to clean them up…”

Shaking his head and waving his wand, he explained with some apology when he saw the dust in the corner of the sofa that he forgot to clean.

“It’s hard work for you, I’m afraid you’ve suffered a lot during this time…” Dumbledore shook his head, “If it wasn’t for the fact that he couldn’t find a suitable person, this matter shouldn’t be entrusted to you.”

“Actually, it’s not bad… I really like this adventure. It’s not bad to see what my grandmother’s hometown looks like now.” He smiled brightly. Somewhat distressing…”

But after a simple complaint, he quickly turned serious.

“This time, I visited thirteen states over there where wizards are more active, investigated more than forty attacks, and asked hundreds of victims, and roughly circled the scope of activities.”

“According to the limit distance of most wizards’ Apparitions, I simply speculated on their possible hiding places. Massachusetts, where Ilvermorny is located, is indeed the most suspicious one.”

“In addition, I inspected the local protection system for magical creatures that is almost on the verge of collapse, and found that in addition to some magical creatures being ruthlessly hunted by poachers, some animals with severely banned materials are being hunted on a large scale. kill…”

“Also,” he said while rummaging through his suitcase, “several intelligent creatures that you specifically instructed me to pay attention to have approached the Muggle society from their previous habitat. Find the pictures they drew after they migrated.”

He put the things he was investigating on the table and shook his head, “No matter how you look at it, it looks like there is going to be a war over there – he should really come back, ready to start a war at any time. ”

“It’s a pity that they were too careful,” Rove shook his head, “I didn’t find conclusive evidence, otherwise, maybe we could try to avoid war.”

In this regard, Dumbledore smiled and shook his head – before the Horcrux was found, it was almost impossible for Voldemort to be killed. When there were few pieces left in the puzzle, he had to keep the secret carefully and carefully to prevent Voldemort from discovering it.

He’s not young anymore, so this time he has to hit the ground running.

If Voldemort was half-killed like he was ten years ago, and then survived for ten years to be resurrected, then he would really have no power to deal with him.

“Very helpful, Rove.”

Dumbledore changed the subject, nodded at him, and took out the gift he had brought him—another batch of fried tail snail eggs that Hagrid had cultivated.

“This is the egg of the magical creature that was used in the Triwizard Tournament last year. There are very few left after the last competition. Maybe you will like it.”

Rove was a fantastic biologist like his grandfather, but he wasn’t as famous as his grandfather – if it wasn’t for Dumbledore’s gift, he wouldn’t have the qualifications to breed hybrid magical creatures.

There is no way, he has only graduated for a little more than four years, and Newt, who was expelled back then, is now strictly forbidding him to learn to breed those creatures illegally by himself…

“Of course, I’ve seen a lot about it in the Triwizard brochure.”

Rove responded cheerfully, his face full of joy.

This joy made Dumbledore stop the following topic – although he only intends to reorganize the Order of the Phoenix, but, perhaps Rove is not so suitable for the work of the Order of the Phoenix…

“Okay, thank you, Rove, for making a special trip for this old guy like me—you should give yourself a good few days off.”

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“Mr. Barty’s letter? Very good, put it over there, I’ll approve it.”

In Ilvermorny’s headmaster’s office, Bertha listened to the Clearer’s report quite calmly, without even an expression on her face.

This made the Purifiers resignedly retreat, for fear that something would happen to this first Death Eater.

After seeing a number of Death Eaters such as Barty and Bella, they were terrified of the number one figure who was firmly occupied by the Death Eaters.

After he stepped back and closed the door, Bertha breathed a sigh of relief, carefully picked up her wand and began to open the letter.

This kind of letter is specially encrypted and covered with less obvious magic. She opened the drawer and carefully disassembled it step by step according to the steps memorized above.

There’s no way, that’s the ruthless man who came out of Azkaban, Bertha’s third fear now is that little Barty – and then there’s that Bella who always looks like she wants to kill . UU reading www.uukanshu.com

[Everything is fine, quite smooth.

I need more money, more potions. 】

The letter was just two short sentences, with no beginning and no end, and it looked fierce, but Bertha breathed a sigh of relief.

It doesn’t matter if you want something – anyway, it’s not the year to open the store, when really Nat has to break the flower… But now, under the management of Lord Dark Lord, she can find whatever she needs in the warehouse .

This is much more comfortable than opening a store at the beginning – money and materials are abundant, and she doesn’t have to worry about whether it is enough.

‘Ah… it’s time to approve the next batch of supplies! ’

She shook her head, wrote down exactly what Barty wanted, and started working on the next request form.

(ps: For special reasons, this is the case for today…)