Chapter 501 The Right Direction

"No, absolutely not!"

In the room in Spider End Alley, Dean Slytherin, who was supposed to be enjoying his vacation, was currently losing his temper at the principal who had come from afar.

"You promised me, Dumbledore!"

Snape was so excited that he slapped the rickety table in front of him, causing a lot of the freshly brewed tea to spill out.

"Absolutely, absolutely not!"

He shouted again to the principal who was sitting on the fur-edge sofa, extremely emotional, "That idiot Potter will kill himself if no one is watching!"

"He's still at school, and so are you, Severus."

Dumbledore was very calm at the moment, "I will protect him with all my strength."

"That's not okay - I have to keep that guy Potter under my nose. Gryffindor guys will do stupid things if they aren't careful."

"But what do you teach, Severus?"

Dumbledore unfolded a piece of parchment and gestured on it, "This is the course Harry will learn this school year. What can you educate?"

"Self-defense magic?"

Snape blurted out, but Dumbledore responded with a warm smile.

He couldn't deny Snape's excellence in this area - a dark magic expert was definitely good at dealing with dark magic, but skill and performance were two different things... This was the year of OWLs.

"Charms is impossible. You should know that Professor Flitwick is the best."

"Transfiguration, I don't think you can hope for it."

"You are also good at herbal medicine, but I don't think you would want to have such an entanglement with Professor Sprout..."

That's definitely not possible - Slytherin House has a bad relationship with Hufflepuff. If we continue to take over the professor's job, there is a high probability that the supply of herbs for the Potions class will be cut off...

Dumbledore passed his hand across the transcript, "Astronomy, I don't think you are interested..."

"Protecting magical creatures... Hagrid is definitely not good at it, and you are not good at it..."

"All that's left are history of magic and divination classes..."

Dumbledore spread his hands and indicated that none of the courses were suitable. Harry's elective courses were all here, but none were suitable.

"Divination."

"Are you sure? Severus?"

Dumbledore's eyes were full of doubts. He had never heard that Snape was good at this.

"I'm sure - this class is bad enough anyway..."

Snape drew a line under the grades. They were almost all PDT. Even a passing A was rare. "Obviously, there are no talented students in this class. Trelawney's We all know one thing, just predicting the death of one student every year...I think I can figure it out during the holidays..."

"This is really..."

Dumbledore sighed. It was true that Trelawney made a true prediction, but the level of her class was indeed just that... and to be honest, she was one of the few people who would not feel unhappy even if she did not teach Harry. Professor…

Judging from the fact that she predicted Harry's death from the first day of class, Dumbledore didn't think it would be a big problem to convince her...

"I can only help you convince her. If she clearly refuses, then the matter will have to be dropped..."

As for Snape's talent issue - how should I put it, judging from the employment situation in the wizarding world, no one really cares about the Divination class... Even Aurors who demand all-round development do not make any reference to the Divination class results...

It's like a math teacher showing up in a physical education class. If you say he's not doing his job, that's fine. But few parents would think there's anything wrong with a math teacher appearing in a physical education class... even if the teacher is actually here to teach. Sports…

'If Sybil agrees, let Minerva agree to fund her Divination Club. It can be regarded as an improvement class... although it is not that reliable...'

Dumbledore nodded, comforted his Potions professor, and then left, preparing to return to the school to discuss with the vice principal about adding an additional Divination professor.

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"It's really a liar's paradise..."

When William woke up from the hotel and was about to explore the magic items in Greece, he couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the stalls on the roadside.

He has heard several stories about himself these days - the latest version is so outrageous that he is said to be a wizard with a keen eye for goods who discovered a blanket that concealed a secret, so he knocked the vendor unconscious with Galleons. , thus obtaining ancient treasures...

Such legends have led to the existence of fake products on the top and high imitations on the bottom at street stalls...mostly to deceive people who want to imitate after hearing the story.

If such an arrogant move were placed in the British wizarding world, the thugs would have taken advantage of it long ago - but here it is displayed so unscrupulously. It is obvious that the people here are really as chaotic as William has heard...

"What a mistake..."

"This place is still too close to the British magical world, so there is no difference in the magic system at all..."

The difference in magic system and the difference in magic skills are completely different things - although the three major magic schools in Europe have their own deviations in the curriculum and different skills in magic, they are still under the same spell casting system, unlike in Uganda, where even spell casting is There is a clear difference in the means...

"Magical biologists will probably like this place very much, because there are really many magical creatures in the local area, but for a wizard like me, too high-end things will be out of reach without any knowledge, and low-end things will be out of reach for a while. Well, it's so easy to get, you can even find it in the UK..."

When William visited the black market in a small town again, he concluded his search disappointedly.

Just as he was thinking about whether to change the destination or dig deeper, the table next door became lively.

"Long time no see, where did you get rich?"

"Get rich? Dig bird poop..."

The speaker raised his voice and was not afraid of being heard, "If you ask me, our industry is hopeless... Seniors have been overwhelmed by all the good stuff. Even the Ministry of Magic itself is working tirelessly to sort out those ancient relics. …”

"That's right... I started digging and digging a thousand years ago. How much is left after digging now... I just went to the island to see the stuff left by the pirates..."

The voice from next door made William want to call himself a fool even more...

The magic book is very good, so of course the people who have come here to dig over the years have been overwhelmed... aren't there such prisoners in Azkaban...

'Eh? ’

He was stunned for a moment before he realized something was wrong - this crime was enough to get him sent to Azkaban... Why was he involved in this?

That’s not right either…

As if he remembered something, he paid for the meal, went out, went straight to a bookstore, and bought a local law book about magic sites at a 60% discount...

A week later, William looked up from the tree and his whole body felt bad...

'That's outrageous...'

[The laziest among human beings are herdsmen. Others make a living by hunting, some by raiding, some who live by lakes, rivers, swamps or seashores are suitable for fishing, and others Catching birds and chasing beasts is a profession...

According to what has been said above, human lifestyles can be summarized into five different ways: nomadic herding, farming, raiding, fishing and hunting. 】

He just said something was wrong - a crime worthy of being sent to a wizard's prison was actually spoken out in such a blatant manner, and the speaker was not worried about any punishment for it... This was outrageous, very outrageous...

For one hundred galleons, you can buy a one-year excavation certificate - a serious kind of one that allows you to legally excavate unoccupied magical sites in Greece... as long as they are not occupied or clearly marked as belonging to a certain country. The ancestor of a magic family becomes...

But this is not the most outrageous thing. According to the other information he consulted and the news he found during this period, the Greek magic world has never classified piracy as an illegal act...

"I'm just too... rare and strange... It turns out that Azkaban is just the beginning..."

William held the books and materials and was speechless for a while - he now understood what it means to be separated by lines, and he understood how stupid it was to think that he would not gain much in Greece...

"Piracy is impossible, but legal excavation is still possible - the magic ruins here on the mainland are occupied, but as those guys said, the island is still feasible..."

"It's just a bit luxurious... You still need to control the dosage when using Fuling Elixir..."

After placing the book on the table, William discovered something was wrong again - why was he digging?

Does he have any pirate treasure maps?

not at all.

Does he have any novel probing techniques?

not at all.

Was he lucky enough to find an undiscovered piece of land and confirm that there was something down there?

not at all.

Nothing - he has nothing better than someone who does this professionally, so why isn't he digging up guano on an island?

"Sure enough, the new discovery is still so useless..."

"but…"

William glanced at the book on the table and fell into thinking. He seemed to have a good idea.

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There is already a long queue at the excavation permit application office - in order to generate income, the Ministry of Magic in Greece has even launched a family version package. Although it can only be used by a family during the winter and summer vacations, the price is also much lower, so these There are always a lot of people here today.

As a senior treasure hunter, Gul now had to line up to get a replacement for that damn certificate. He had lost the certificate during his previous adventure. If it was found out, it would be a huge sum of galleons...

"When will this be scheduled?"

He sighed and passed the time by watching the other people - there are no thieves here, and the thugs are very strict about the financial resources here. Not to mention sneaking, cheating, etc., even if there is a noise, someone will come quickly. fixed…

"welcome!"

Very high shouts rang out, and the batters were so enthusiastic that Gur couldn't help but focus his eyes over there - it was hard for him to imagine that the batters would greet people so enthusiastically. It would be okay to pay for extra stuff here, but it's not like this. Enthusiastic?

"Why are you so young?"

Gul was puzzled - which big shot's child came here to play adventure games?

‘This is treating adventure like playing house…”

He thought disdainfully, but found that the people queuing nearby were pointing at the man who was greeted by the batter.

"Is that the one?"

"Yes, that's the one...so young, but so knowledgeable that even students and professors from other schools find it incredible..."

"That's right, I heard that the test papers used by Durmstrang are all produced by others..."

The words of a group of wizarding families who were having fun made Gur stunned for a moment. He was already a little familiar with it, so he interrupted without hesitation and asked, "Who is that?"

"The well-known Defense Against the Dark Arts master - the British people seem to have changed their name to Self-Defense... Strange pronunciation... That's the professor at Hogwarts, very famous."

"Professor? So young?"

"Really talented and knowledgeable - his student just won the Triwizard Tournament. Professors and students in other schools think that professor is very powerful!"

The Triwizard Tournament is one of the top events in Europe. Gur had also heard of it, and now he made the connection.

"So powerful. It turns out that this professor is so young. Is he here?"

Gur was frightened - they did not have the three major magic schools in Europe, only a few smaller magic schools of lower grade and correspondence courses based on textbooks from other schools.

Hogwarts hardly recruits students from outside the British wizarding community, so the other two magic schools are top-notch education for wizards here. Hogwarts' own words are not very convincing, but the other two schools recognize that this is the top education for wizards here. If a professor is excellent, then he will definitely not have any doubts.

"I heard that there are many magical relics here, and there are also many types of curses and ancient spells. I came here for a field trip." The wizard who was spoken to said proudly, "Originally, the Ministry of Magic planned to let a professor take over this place. The key excavation project came, but the professor said that there was insufficient research in this area, and the summer time was too short, so I just took over a simple..."

"This is too modest... If Durmstrang approves it, who else will have any objections?"

"Isn't it just that... people still avoid participating in those projects that require high confidentiality, and they have to sign a confidentiality agreement... I don't know how long this will waste... Our correspondence textbooks have been in use for a long time, and those stubborn people in the Ministry of Magic are not Will you make any demands here?"

His complaint resonated with many people - we have been complaining for many years that correspondence textbooks are not useful. Durmstrang can copy them, so why can't you think of a way to get this professor to produce a set of correspondence textbooks?

You charge so much money to apply for a certificate and it’s all eaten up, right?

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"Your certificate, Professor William, as well as the confidentiality agreement, and the requirement for two research reports within three years... This is not so demanding... One copy is fine. If there are no doubts, you can sign it."

"If you have any other needs, please try to put them forward - and there is a banquet tonight. If possible, I hope you can prepare a speech... Of course, you can cancel it if you don't like it very much."

"The other thing is..."