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The twins are souls from parallel universes, because of Satan's bad taste, NC finally went to hell.

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Published on 2011-7-1812:05|Only look at the author

60. dog wolf

Harry didn't expect that it would be like this when he came to Black's house again. The godfather was very sad, and he didn't know what to do when he received the ban on Black's old house from the Ministry of Magic. It was natural for Remus to be by his side. took this matter over.

It happened that these three days were the time for his father to boil the blood potion for Harry, so Remus took him by his side.

The seal of the Ministry of Magic has been torn to pieces. It is said that the blood in the master bedroom at the scene of the crime has dried and turned black. The old house-elf Kreacher is hiding in the cupboard and crying non-stop, hanging on the wall opposite The portrait of Mrs. Black on the wall at the entrance has been in a state of hysteria, completely without the usual image of a noble lady.

"Werewolves! In addition to those lackeys from the Ministry of Magic, there are even werewolves who set foot in my house. When did Black's house become a vegetable market for people to visit?" The portrait of Mrs. Black screamed, "Get out! Get out of here go out!"

"Auntie, Sirius asked me to help clean up the house." Remus spoke politely.

"That renegade has been kicked out of the house! What right has he to send men to tidy up the house! Get out! Thief! Traitor! Mudblood!!! Where's my Jack? Where's my little Mary? They say they're dead, I don't believe it! I don't believe it!!!" Mrs. Black in the portrait has been looking for his grandson and granddaughter.

"They have indeed passed away, ma'am." Harry tried his best to be polite, even if it was just a portrait, a white-haired person should not send a black-haired person to suffer such a serious blow.

"Oh, Merlin...Merlin...why didn't the damn thing die, but my twins died..." Mrs. Black kept crying.

Harry and Remus sighed and went to the master bedroom. They had brought cleaning agents, and a simple cleaning would not be able to restore the mess to its original state.

Remus first performed a cleanup to remove the stains on the surface, and then chanted an ancient purification spell in a low voice with his wand. In the magical world, someone died abnormally, and purification is a necessary procedure.

As he chanted, several streaks of white light appeared at the tip of his wand, covering the entire room full of sadness and the smell of blood. After the chanting was over, the light fell like rain, and the moment Harry entered the room The severe negativity felt was gone.

In the end, the entire room was cleaned manually. When Harry was kneeling on the ground and wiping the place that should have been bloodstained, he saw Kreacher staring at him blankly. Kreacher was still wearing the tea towel from the day of the banquet, but he didn’t know Where was it so dirty that the original color could be seen, his eyes were so swollen from crying that he could barely open them, and his expression was in a daze.

"I remember you, you were at the banquet that day, right?" Kreacher pointed at Harry.

"Yes."

"All of this is your bad luck! You have always brought misfortune to those around you!" Kreacher accused Harry.

"what?"

"Little master has been telling me your story, but you are not you in the story. You are the most changed part in the story. Both you and Dumbledore are murderers!"

"Shut up Kreacher!" Snape, who did not know when he followed Black's house, ordered Kreacher roughly, "Keep your mouth shut, or I'll chop off your head and throw it into the sea to feed the fish!" The greatest honor of an elf is to be cut off by its master to decorate the living room when it is too old to work. The greatest shame is that its head is thrown into an unknown place. This threat is too serious for Kreacher.

"Yes, I shut up the great Head Slytherin." For the Slytherin family, Snape Slytherin's status as Head Slytherin is very respectable, and Kreacher kept his mouth shut.

After they finished the last bit of cleaning and covered all the furniture with white cloths, even Sirius Black, who didn't want to show up, had to show up to do one last job.

"Rest in peace, Black family, until the next Black wakes you up." Sirius awakened the guardian magic circle of the Black family, and Black's old house fell into a deep sleep. won't turn on either.

Snape looked at him, and thought of a question that has always been there, since there is such a magic circle, why no one opened it after Regulus' death. The mistress of the Black family was sad after Regulus disappeared. Desperate to die of illness, she had no time to seal off Black's house.

Did she not seal off Black's house because she was waiting for Sirius, her son who was kicked out of the house?Then the Black family was passed to Harry...

The current situation is that Sirius Black can still summon the magic circle of the Black family... The reason he thought is no longer valid.

Some mysteries are mysteries from beginning to end, let him remain mysterious.

Snape looked at Sirius. The Black family, which has been passed down for thousands of years, now that the two heirs are alive, will it still be destroyed?Is Satan's so-called law of soul conservation reliable?

They first went back to Sirius Black's house, Snape didn't have the patience to appease the old enemy, but for Harry's sake he had to stay with him.

"Who's brewing the potion?" Harry asked Snape.

"I have six hours." Snape glanced at the pocket watch in his hand. Naturally, he couldn't help making some improvements over the years of brewing the blood potion, and now he can leave for a while, "Now Four hours left."

"Thank you." Harry gave Snape a hug, knowing his father had put up with Sirius for his sake.

"Let's go to Diagon Alley." Lupine, the werewolf sitting next to Black, whispered something. Black listened with his head down, and it seemed that his face was not as ugly as before. Snape felt that he and Harry didn't need to be there. Here is the light bulb.

He, a bystander, could clearly see the mess between this werewolf and this stupid dog, but both of them are taking "love" as "friendship", so they should quickly find a bed to sleep with according to him. Scroll on the top, and you will know what is friendship and what is love.

Just as they were about to leave, the doorbell rang. If they were acquaintances or friends, they would have already come from the fireplace. Only strangers would ring the doorbell. The three adult wizards were all on alert in an instant, seeing that Harry was put in a safe place , Remus went to open the door.

The people who came were Aurors, and they politely said that they would come for a routine search, but Harry felt chills all over his body. The thing wrapped tightly in a black cloak behind the Aurors made Harry feel palpitations.

"I didn't know that dementors were part of the regular search." Snape sneered. The Ministry of Magic was getting more and more out of tune. It seemed that Voldemort's remnants were still active, which had a great impact on them.

"We have already judged that Regulus Black murdered his wife and children and became the new leader of the remnant party of the mysterious people. We can already determine that several attacks are related to the remnants of the mysterious people. The Supreme Court decided that once Regulus is caught, immediately Give him the Dementor Kiss."

Before he could finish speaking, Sirius Black had already rushed towards him, Remus hugged him tightly, and Snape happily gave Sirius Black a stunning spell.

"Okay, you can search, but my son and I have to leave first." Snape put his arms around Harry's shoulders, and kept sending him heat, and Harry's face became more and more because of getting along with the dementor The whole room became paler and paler. In fact, Snape's complexion was not good either.

After leaving Black's house, Snape took Harry to Diagon Alley, the first stop was the hot drink shop, the two of them had a cup of hot chocolate each.

"Did Regulus really do all of this? I don't believe it."

"The Ministry of Magic has always been known for being hysterical when dealing with incidents related to the Dark Lord. This is not the first time they have overreacted, nor will it be the last time." Snape did not answer directly, but expressed his meaning clearly.

Outside the window, a group of unsorted children in brand-new plain robes were happily running and having fun. Harry thought of the Black twins, and suddenly felt a little sad. Apart from being weird, they were basically two cute Although he is only 13 years old, Harry still feels the impermanence of life.

There was a boy in a gray robe peddling the Daily Prophet in the street, and the first thing Harry did when he left the hot drink shop was to buy one, the title on it surprised Harry.

"Hogwarts - The latest target of the Mysterious Remnant Party", it is said that the Ministry of Magic has received a warning from a mysterious organization that they will launch an attack on Hogwarts, and Minister of Magic Fudge said that he will defend Hogwart at all costs Now, Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, did not comment on this, but only emphasized that Hogwarts is still the safest place in the whole of England.

Harry's third term was destined to be eventful.

Looking at the sleeping black-haired man beside him, Remus Lupine let out a long sigh. He never thought that he and his only remaining friend would develop to where they are today.

The pain from the hidden parts of his body made it impossible for him to pretend that nothing had happened even if he wanted the ostrich.

How did they get to this point?

After the Ministry search was over, he woke Sirius up and handed him a cup of hot chocolate, but Sirius went to the liquor cabinet and pulled out a bottle of vodka.

Vodka was more effective than hot chocolate against the coldness of the dementors, not to mention Sirius wanted to numb himself.

Sirius was a good drinker, and Remus had never seen him drunk as long as he could remember, but this time Sirius was so drunk that he even dragged his friend into bed.

Sirius was drunk, but he was sober. For some reason, Remus didn't push Sirius away, but let him do whatever he wanted.

Remus got out of bed, went into the bathroom and turned on the water to the maximum. The warm water washed his tired body, and some things that he had refused to admit in the past gradually surfaced.

On the Hogwarts train, James was the first to extend a hand of friendship to him, but it was Sirius who had been lazily leaning on the seat that caught his attention. At that time, he was such a dazzling existence, Handsome and flamboyant, he seems to own the whole world, but he is not afraid to fight against the whole world. This kind of flamboyance and self-confidence is something I have never had, and I have always been involuntarily attracted by him, wanting to see how far he can do it.

Throughout their long friendship, Sirius had pissed him off the most by luring the unsuspecting Snape into the Shrieking Shack, nearly making him blunder and bloodied.

In that incident, Remus was also a victim. He had been avoiding the crowd, not hesitating to hurt himself or others. After getting special permission from Dumbledore to study at Hogwarts, he was even more cautious and extremely cautious. Cherish this rare opportunity, but all these efforts were destroyed by his best friend, and the friendship he had always been proud of turned into a joke.

Remus didn't know whether to be angry or disappointed. It turned out that Sirius didn't regard himself as a true friend. Except that James was the one he cared about, neither he nor Peter Pettigrew were just embellishments in the friendship between the two of them. That's all.

No matter how Sirius explained and apologized afterwards, Remus made up his mind not to talk to him anymore, but after hearing that Sirius was kicked out of the house, facing Sirius' painful expression, Remus knew that he was finished, It seemed that he would never be able to be really angry with Sirius, but the reason was something he didn't dare to face.

He has been careful to maintain his friendship with Sirius, but this insistence was shattered overnight.

Remus looked firmly at himself in the mirror, the neck, chest, and waist were dotted with the marks left by Sirius.

He wiped off the water, summoned clean clothes, and armed himself one by one, then he took his wand and walked to the bedroom.

"Everything is forgotten."

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Such a bloody dog ​​and wolf, did I write it?

1. MI5

The so-called summer homework is the kind of existence that you find out that school is about to start in a week, but you haven't filled a page of parchment.

Harry did a lot of homework that was not assigned by the school throughout the summer vacation. After his father went to work at Hogwarts, Harry realized that the progress of the summer homework was pitifully small.

Remus has been a little absent-minded recently, as if he was about to make an important decision, and finally one afternoon he solemnly told Harry that he had accepted the offer from Hogwarts, but he would stay at Snape's house until He would even accompany Harry on the Hogwarts Express when Harry started school.

"Defense against the Dark Arts class?" Apart from that unlucky teaching position, Hogwarts seems to have no other positions in 50 years. Lockhart announced early on in the Daily Prophet that he would resign and concentrate on writing books. In fact, if he stays at Hogwarts for another year, the possibility of being killed by the students cannot be ruled out. A bunch of young and energetic little wizards are not so easy to mess with.

"Yes." Remus nodded.

"For me?" Harry asked Remus, not because he was narcissistic, this reason is really sufficient for these men and women who once appeared in a certain group photo, members of the Order of the Phoenix, to protect him This "savior" will stop at nothing.

"Yes, and no." Remus smiled, "Although your father gave me a good salary, I can't stay here all the time. Besides, I was unemployed during the half a year you were in school."

"Yeah." Harry smiled. Remus had a very high level of magic. Although he had never seen the adult wizards around him fight in real battles, a person's level of magic couldn't be concealed. Remus' level of magic That is to say, it is only below the father and godfather, but the theoretical knowledge of various subjects is much better than that of the father and godfather who are more partial.

Harry turned his attention back to his own assignment, The Complete Pointlessness of Medieval Muggle Hunts and Burns of Witches and Wizards - Discussion Paper.

"Is it really pointless?" Harry asked Remus.

"You know more about Muggles than I do. Judging from the literature of the wizarding world, what happened back then was indeed regarded as a joke."

"It is meaningful to the Muggle Holy See. The so-called capture of wizards is just a means for the Muggle Holy See to take full power and control the society. As for whether they are real wizards or not, they are not within their consideration. People who don't look pleasing to the eye will be charged as a wizard and get rid of it openly..."

"It should be so." Remus nodded, "But I think the Muggle Renaissance science explosion is still good, at least better than the Middle Ages."

"Oh?"

"Everyone doesn't believe in the existence of wizards." Remus smiled. "If you don't believe in wizards, you will be completely safe."

"You also think that Muggles are stronger than wizards nowadays?"

"If it was the other way around, wizards would have already ruled the world, wouldn't they?"

Truth is always in the hands of a few...

"However, it is not easy for wizards to rule the world. It is easy for the Muggle world to fall into chaos and the entire technological level to regress. This is why the leaders of the Muggle governments of various countries know the existence of the wizarding world, but turn a blind eye."

"They know about the existence of the Muggle world?" Harry's eyes widened.

"Of course they know that the Ministry of Magic has been in stable contact with the Muggle government, and even has a special liaison office. This time Regulus also made the front page of the Muggle newspaper, and he is also a Class A fugitive."

Well, Harry focused on his homework, anyway, he went to elementary school in the Muggle world, and had a half-race father, so he really lacked common knowledge of the wizarding world.

Ronald Weasley is a very ordinary-looking man in his thirties, in his forties. He wears a conservative suit, drives a mid-range car, lives in a middle-class neighborhood, and goes to get off work regularly from nine to five every day. After work, his neighbors know that he is an accountant.

He has red hair, kind eyes, and when he smiles, he even reveals a childish canine tooth. Unlike most middle-aged British men who are as ordinary as him, he maintains a good figure, neither gaining weight nor flesh Slack, but maintains the tightness of youth.

This is thanks to his other job - he is a senior agent of MI5 (Military Intelligence Five), a member of the British Empire's vast elite civil service.

No matter how famous the MI[-] organization is, the British government has never recognized the existence of the organization, and its staff have various disguised identities, and the accountant is Ronald Weasley's disguised identity.

Ronald likes to wear glasses because one of his former supervisors said that his eyes are too sharp and it is easy to arouse the suspicion of civilians, but the plain glasses make him look gentle and safe.

He also has another identity, which is known to even fewer people. He is a Squib who came from a family of wizards.

The story is very simple. A child was born in a wizarding family. The child did not receive the Hogwarts admission letter when he was 11 years old. The child was sent to the Muggle world for "placement". It is said that this is the kindness of Gryffindor. Well, the way the Slytherin family treats the Squibs is to make them disappear into the world directly.

Ronald Weasley didn't care about this kindness. The 11-year-old boy lost everything overnight. If he hadn't been persevering enough to survive step by step in the Muggle world, I'm afraid no one would replace him when he died. He collected the body.

He looked at the documents on his desk. On it was a briefing from the Daily Prophet. The Weasley family took a group photo in front of the pyramid. This family won a lottery of 5 Galleons from the Daily Prophet. They used the money to travel to Egypt. This piece of news was nothing more than a fringe to MI[-], yet Ronald Weasley cut it out.

The report listed the names of the entire Weasley family. Ronald Weasley stroked one of them with his finger. The Weasley family already had another Ronald Weasley1, who should be his uncle. The child of the son of the family, his name was originally his great-grandfather's name, and this time he finally has a suitable heir who lives up to his great-grandfather's reputation.

Wizards are too simple, they thought they could really control the wily minds of Muggle leaders. Prime Minister Churchill set up a special branch in MI[-] to study the problem of fighting wizards during World War II.

After the turmoil of the 70s, the department was further strengthened, and Ronald believed that his recruitment had something to do with his status as a Squib, but no one had broken the window.

"Regulus Black, how dangerous is this guy?" Ronald's partner, Liz Bendtner, who has blond hair and is beautiful like a Barbie doll, but likes to wrap herself like a nun, pointed The photo on the file asked.

"He was indeed a member of the Death Eaters in the early years, but he has been silent for more than ten years, but his surname is Black, which means trouble." Ronald Weasley said, turning his chair.

"Do you want to issue a warning?"

"No, he's a Black, and if even 'Muggles' can spot him, he doesn't deserve the last name Black."

"You still remember your plan?"

"Some problems have to be solved, don't they?" Ronald Weasley took off his glasses, his blue eyes were full of coldness.

Because he had Remus on the train with him, Harry was very happy on the journey. He liked being with Remus. An answer that satisfies Harry can be found.

On the train, he quickly found Ron and Hermione, and the two fell into a quarrel mode again, ignoring each other, only smiling at Harry, but when they saw each other, they immediately restrained themselves, and their expressions changed so quickly that Ha Leigh was amazed.

"Okay, why are you arguing again this time?" Harry put his left arm around Hermione and his right around Ron. No matter how long he hadn't seen these two people, Harry could always find the feeling after a minute.

"He's going to kill Crookshanks!" Hermione pointed to the big ginger cat that was restlessly moving in the cat cage next to her seat, well, this should be Crookshanks.

"The cat tore up my new textbook! It broke my souvenir from Egypt!" said Ron bitterly.

"Speaking like you're not going to use Restoration!" Hermione shot him a glare.

"Your cat is just bad manners!" Ron looked away again.

"You can spray water." Remus, who had been hearing the whole thing from beginning to end, interrupted suddenly, "Whenever Hermione's cat does something bad, you can spray it with this." Remus turned a card into a watering can , "If it doesn't work you can add perfume to the water, cats hate the smell."

"Okay." Ron took it happily, "Thank you, Mr. Lupine." He gave Hermione another look.

"This cat has cat raccoon bloodlines. It's a good pet." Remus looked carefully at Hermione's cat, but the cat didn't have a good attitude towards him. Whenever he got close, he retreated to the deepest part of the cage. A threatening grunt sounded from the depths of his throat.

"I said it's a cat that doesn't know good from bad." Ron said loudly as if he had some evidence.

"No, all cats don't like me, I'm used to it." Remus said nonchalantly, he sat on his seat, leaned his head against the car window and closed his eyes, "I'm going to take a nap, Call me when you get there."

"What's wrong with Mr. Lupine? I don't think he looks very well." Hermione asked Harry in a low voice.

"He has a cold." In fact, last night was the night of the full moon, even with the help of the chamaejasbane potion, Remus would always be "sick" for a few days when the moon was full.

"I see." Hermione nodded.

"How about Egypt?" Harry didn't want to talk too much about Remus. Remus' identity as a werewolf could be hidden from the whole world but not from Hermione, an overly clever little witch, Harry thought It is a day to be able to delay.

"Those pyramids are too ancient and mysterious, as if every stone is full of magical power. We saw hundreds of ancient magic circles. When I won the lottery, my mother thought about saving money and spending it slowly. My father They say that everyday life is too ordinary, but the special memories of children growing up cannot be exchanged with money."

"Mr. Weasley is a man of great wisdom." Harry nodded. The car that Arthur Weasley modified for his father had already been delivered. In addition to the functions of flying and invisibility, it even came with a fake driver that could be mistaken for the real one. , Dad can sleep in the back seat, let the car drive automatically, and the Muggles can't see the slightest flaw.

At this moment, the door of the compartment opened, and the golden-haired Slytherin prince stood at the door of the compartment. This is rather unusual. Since he owed his life to the Gryffindor trio in front of him, this Draco Mr. Malfoy was always far away from them, and he rarely made eye contact, but this time he took the initiative to appear in front of them.

"I think you'd better find a Gryffindor who is above the fifth grade to come to your next door..." Draco stopped talking when he saw Lupine lying on the side sleeping, "It seems I'm unnecessary." He closed the door door.

"Wait." Harry immediately opened the door of the compartment, "What do you mean?"

"My father sent a house-elf to warn me that there will be dementors getting on the bus. If you don't want to die, you'd better wake up the sleeping adult wizard." Draco turned his head and walked away, as if he had quarreled with Harry. As if he hadn't come here on purpose to warn Harry of the danger.

1. Ron's full name is Ronald Weasley

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The secondary line officially surfaced. 62. Professor of Muggle Studies

gloomy.

The coldness that penetrates the bone marrow.

It's as cold as being immersed in ice water...

A green light began to appear in front of Harry's eyes. In the green light, he felt that he was being hugged and rushed forward. He opened his eyes. The man who was holding him had black hair, thin cheeks, and black-rimmed eyes. dad……

"Lily!" Dad called his mother's name, and Harry saw a man in a black robe pointing at his mother with a wand, rolling on the ground in pain.

He heard himself cry, and then the green light... "Daddy!" he screamed, being pulled into a warm embrace.

He opened his eyes, it was Remus, and he was feeding him chocolate.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You passed out." Remus handed him a glass of water.

What a shame, even though he had made preparations and woke up Remus, and Remus summoned the Guardian Guardian the first time the dementor appeared, Harry fainted in embarrassment, the most embarrassing thing On a train full of Hogwarts students, he was the only one who fainted.

The little ghosts in the first and second grades are stronger than him.

When he got off the train, he obviously felt all kinds of contempt, worry, and curious eyes. He should be thankful that he is not the savior in the dream like Harry, otherwise the attention would be ten times higher than it is now.

Harry and the others will be in the third grade after the start of school. Although they are still children, they are also the grades that can apply to spend weekends in Hogsmeade Village and enjoy the benefits of Hogwarts students. During this year, Harry almost All the classmates have grown a lot taller, and there are adults' shadows in their eyebrows.

They don't have to go to school by boat like first-year kids, and they don't make a fuss about driverless carriages like second-year kids, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and someone else , The carriage for four people was full.

Who else is Neville this time, Neville has a closer relationship with them than the average Gryffindor, the dazed little chubby boy in the first grade has grown into a middle-aged chubby boy, his eyes are still straightforward , revealing a simple and pure kindness.

In the story told by his father, Neville was also a candidate for the savior like him. From then on, Harry felt that he had a certain connection with Neville and looked at him differently.

"Harry... are you okay? I heard you fainted." Neville asked Harry with some hesitation, his eyes were only concerned but not contemptuous.

"I'm fine." Harry smiled.

The sorting ceremony remained the same, except that the Sorting Hat had changed the song to sing, the singing was still ugly, and the lyrics that took a year to come up with were not very good. There was no one who Harry paid special attention to among the students this time. Teachers are more interested.

Sitting next to his father was still the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but this year it was replaced by Remus. Although Remus was not as handsome and dazzling as Lockhart, his refined and bookish look made people involuntarily like him. Next to James is another stranger, hey, there is a new teacher again?

The new teacher didn't wear a robe, but a Muggle suit, a dark blue suit, a white plaid shirt, and a regular tie. He looked like any ordinary teacher in a Muggle school, but this person was not ordinary. How handsome, but the inexplicable familiarity, and the red hair...

"Ron, are those your relatives?" Harry asked, pointing to the people on the teacher's bench.

"What?" Ron was still thinking about the start-of-school dinner. He was counting on his fingers and counting the number of students before the sorting ceremony was over. He followed Harry's finger and looked, ouch, when is the Weasleys' home? There is such a person.

The Weasley family is a big family in the wizarding world. Every time relatives get together, Ron has to be fainted once. Uncles, uncles, aunts, cousins, cousins, there are only a group of elders. The British call elders is too concise. The male elders of the same generation as my father are Uncie, the females are Aunt, and the elders of my own generation are Cousin. In order to distinguish clearly, I have to add a name in front of the address. Every time I come back from the party, Ron's head has to be twice bigger.

But no matter what, Ron had never seen the person sitting on the teacher's table, but the iconic red hair of the Weasley family, and the obvious family characteristics on the outline could not be faked.

The other students obviously noticed this too, and they all focused their attention on the redheads at the Gryffindor table. The redheads gathered together, "Do you know each other?" Ron asked the twins and Percy, what is this? The three of them are older than him, and they have been attending family gatherings for more years, so maybe they know each other.

"I don't know." The three of them shook their heads in unison. Not to mention they didn't know each other, their parents might not necessarily know each other. If an elder really became a professor at Hogwarts, with Molly's mother With a loud voice and gossip level, they can hear the life of this elder right away, maybe they even know how old they stopped wearing diapers.

The sorting ceremony was finally over. Dumbledore first introduced the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Remus Lupine in a vicious manner. When it was the turn of the professor who was suspected to be a member of the Weasley family, he coughed and let everyone One student secretly scolded the old principal for being an old man, who likes to entertain people for nothing.

No matter what the introduction is, it will be introduced, "The original professor of Muggle studies, Caredy Bubbaji, got married and resigned from her position. The one who will replace her is..." Dumbledore paused again at this critical moment. Yes, he took a meaningful look at the Gryffindor table, "Professor Ronald Weasley." Ronald Weasley stood up, nodded to all the students with a smile.

The Gryffindor table was full of exclamations, another Ronald Weasley, he is really a member of the Weasley family...

The magic world changes frequently, making people more and more incomprehensible. There is even news that Voldemort's remnant organization wants to attack Hogwarts. The senior officials of MI5 finally can't sit still. After careful consideration, Ronald Weiss Lai, the hawk who has always been extremely positive towards the wizarding world and insisted that the wizarding world is a threat to the normal world, finally got the opportunity he had been waiting for and was assigned to teach at Hogwarts.

As for the original professor of Muggle Studies, for an older unmarried young woman, they just arranged a romantic encounter, let a handsome low-level detective seduce her, and naturally took the step of getting married, which is also Please go decently.

What they didn't expect was that the low-level agent really fell in love, had a fake show with this somewhat mysterious witch, and lived a serious life, and the MI5 executives accidentally made a guest appearance as a matchmaker.

If the British matchmaking agencies had their courage and vision, the marriage rate in the UK would never be as low as it is now.

The Weasleys wolfed down their meal and rushed to the owl shed to post a letter home, and got an instant reply at breakfast the next day.

After their mother, Molly Weasley, received a lot of letters from her children and relatives and friends who also had children studying at Hogwarts, she racked her brains to look through the genealogy with her husband Arthur Weasley for a long time , finally found Ronald Weasley...

"Ron, I remember. It's my uncle's child. They live far away. I only saw him once. Later, I heard that he was sent to the Muggle world and became an accountant." Arthur patted his thigh. , I finally remembered this person.

"You knew he was a Squib and named our son after him?" Not to mention that wizards are not superstitious, the most superstitious group in the whole of Britain is wizards.

"Isn't Ron doing well now?" Arthur rubbed his head and smiled. When he named his son, he only thought of his great-grandfather Ronald, who was brave and powerful, and completely forgot that he had a cousin with the same name.

"Hey, who doesn't have one or two Squib relatives? Write a letter to tell the children to respect this uncle and not cause trouble for him." Mo Li sighed, and she was even considering whether to invite this unlucky relative eat a meal