Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Chapter 436: The Ministry of Magic's Practical Work

"It's probably a small meeting before school starts," Sainz thought, "probably about the pick-up."

Sure enough, when he arrived, Professor Sprout was already there, "Hello, Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout!"

"Hey, Sainz, come on," Professor Sprout greeted him warmly, "Sit down and wait for them."

"So I am special again?" Sainz joked. "My status has been raised. I am present at every dean meeting."

Professor McGonagall made a rare joke, "If Pomona has no objection, it's not impossible."

Professor Sprout said cheerfully, "Of course not, Minerva, I'll give way to Sainz any time."

"Don't!" Sainz begged for mercy immediately when faced with the two professors' jokes. "Please don't make fun of me. I'm afraid that the students will hit me with a club."

Professor McGonagall raised the corner of her mouth slightly, then immediately lowered it, "You still know how to be afraid. How many times have you made Professor Dumbledore so angry that he didn't even want to eat candy!"

"That's amazing!" Professor Sprout added.

"It looks like there's no bad news today," Sainz said, changing the subject. "You two are actually in the mood to joke."

"Who are you kidding?" Professor Flitwick's sharp voice sounded outside the door. "I love lively places the most. Has anyone seen the Christmas tree I decorated?"

"Excellent, Professor!" Sainz immediately flattered him, and Flitwick happily climbed onto a chair. "I knew you had the best taste, Sainz, and you've shown this since school."

"Don't let his compliments fool you, Filius," said Professor McGonagall. "He has that problem."

Professor Flitwick smiled and said, "There's nothing wrong with telling the truth, Minerva."

The two ladies in the office looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Just like he said, Professor Flitwick likes to be lively and it will never be dull when he is around.

Several people were chatting and laughing, and soon, the last dean, Professor Snape, arrived.

After coming in, he glanced at Sainz who was sitting next to Professor Sprout, frowned slightly, said nothing, just nodded at everyone, and said slowly, "Hello..."

Professor Flitwick was not affected by him at all. "Long time no see, Severus, come and sit down."

Snape did as he was told and sat down beside him.

"Everyone is here," Professor McGonagall said, sitting upright, "Let's talk about the start of the new semester."

She took out an official letter and gestured, "As everyone knows, due to some things, the world is not very stable right now. The Ministry of Magic has done something this time."

Snape snorted, and Professor Flitwick said cheerfully, "So what do they need us for?"

"Filius," said Professor McGonagall, "For the safety of the students, the magic has decided that the students will not take the train to return to school this time. They have allowed the students to use the Floo Network to return to school."

Sainz immediately understood the purpose of his being called here. Among the four deans, only Professor Sprout's office was not in the castle. He was called here to provide a fireplace on her behalf.

The Ministry of Magic is now keeping an eye on all fireplaces, and it is estimated that only the four headmasters' fireplaces are temporarily open. It should be that Professor Sprout felt that he was far away in the greenhouse and it would be inconvenient for the students to come back, so he recommended his fireplace to the Ministry of Magic.

"As you all know, the Ministry of Magic once closed all the fireplaces in Hogwarts. This time it is only temporarily open and will be closed again after the students return tomorrow night." Professor McGonagall's words were consistent with what Sainz thought. "This requires everyone to stay in the office tomorrow night. Students from each college will return from their corresponding fireplaces."

Then she turned to Sainz, who was sitting next to Professor Sprout, and said, "Hufflepuffs will return to Hogwarts via your fireplace, Professor Autumn."

Sainz nodded to show that he knew, but he found a problem, "Professor McGonagall?"

"What's wrong, Professor Autumn?"

"What about the Muggle children?" Sainz said, "The Ministry of Magic will not open the fireplaces of all Muggle wizards. These are students from the entire school, not just a few freshmen."

"The Ministry of Magic has also considered your problem," said Professor McGonagall. "Other professors will lead them to the Leaky Cauldron. Don't worry."

"Okay, I don't have any more questions."

“Anyone else got anything going?

Professor Flitwick?

Professor Snape?

Okay...everyone can go back now."

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Sunday, January 1997, 1, heavy snow.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, students began to emerge from the fireplace.

Some students were obviously not very skilled in using the Floo Network, and did not expect to appear from Sainz's fireplace, so they hesitated and fell on the grass carpet at the fireplace and did not get up immediately.

"Hello, Miss Zeller, you're going to catch fire if you don't get up."

Rose Zeller was a sophomore girl who was a little unfamiliar with Sainz. She quickly stood up nervously and said, "I'm sorry, professor, I didn't mean it. I'm not usually like this."

"Don't be nervous," Sainz didn't show too much enthusiasm. Sometimes the enthusiasm of strangers can make people feel more at a loss. He just comforted softly, "This is not something embarrassing, don't worry about it.

Remember to close the door when you go out, the corridor is still quite cold now."

"Goodbye, Professor."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Professor McGonagall's voice rang out in the fire, "All students have returned to school safely, and the Floo network connection between Hogwarts and the outside world has been disconnected."

After a while, Ben ran to Sainz tiredly and said, "Oh, the Ministry of Magic did a good thing. They checked the students' luggage in advance, which saved me a lot of trouble."

"Then why do you look so exhausted?"

"It doesn't take any energy to go upstairs!" Ben said dissatisfiedly, "This is the fifth floor!"

"You're hopeless!" Sainz complained bluntly.

"Whatever you say," Ben said, "Do you have any food here? Give me some quickly, I have to inspect the castle soon!

I've really fallen into your trap, running up and down the stairs every day, I don't know how Filch managed to keep doing it before."

Sainz suddenly had an idea. Filch "resigned" in a hurry and it seemed that he had not handed over the work to his successor. He also overlooked this aspect. It seemed that this brother might not know about the secret passage.

"Hey, brother, if you can promise not to get angry after listening to this, I will tell you a good news!"

Ben asked suspiciously, "If it's good news, why am I angry after hearing it?"