A seventeenth-century style three-masted schooner, emerging at sea level, heading towards the port of Dover.

It has a black and gold hull, the bow of the ship resembles a lion with its front paws raised, the hull of the ship is painted with red roses decorated with a blue shield on the national flower of the United States, and the striking "Mayflower" is engraved on the stern.

As the ship lowered its sails, it slowly sailed into the harbor of Dover and eventually anchored at the pier, where a group of wizards lined up to disembark.

Meanwhile, a group of passengers waited on the shore to board the ship, almost each with a newspaper in their hands, watching with bated breath and occasionally whispering to their companions.

The topic of everyone's discussion, except for the list, is all - the return of the mysterious man.

A few weeks ago, everyone was still amazed at the resurrection of the Death Eaters and the collapse of Westminster Abbey, which has now become insignificant.

At least in the face of Voldemort's resurrection, it was really a small thing.

Rove and Shirley had already used Transfiguration to transform into a middle-aged man and woman, so they blended in with the crowd and weren't recognized.

In front of the two of them, stood a pair of wizards who looked like granddaughters.

One of the girls saw that everyone was holding the newspaper with solemn faces, and she was immediately aroused with a strong curiosity.

But it was too late to buy newspapers, and she looked around, and set her sights on the uncle, who looked very good at talking, and asked in a playful voice:

"Hello, sir...... Do you still read your newspapers? If you've finished reading it, can you lend it to me? I can pay. ”

Hearing this, Rove raised his head and looked at the girl who was borrowing the newspaper:

She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with hind-like eyes and short, soft, straw-colored hair.

She is not stunning, her face can only be regarded as delicate and gentle at first glance, but she belongs to the type that becomes more and more durable the more you look at it.

The girl also wore a tie-dye floral dress, and under the skirt was a pair of unusually straight and slender legs, which were standard pencil legs, which were very in line with the aesthetics of leg control.

The girl's ears also had two finely carved gold rose pendants, and there was a faint ...... on her body Potion taste.

Rove sniffled and reconfirmed...... It wasn't a perfume, it was really a mixed smell of potion.

The girl has obviously been dealing with potions for many years, so she can have this kind of smell on her body.

Rove's gaze swept over, and he turned his head and asked, "Shirley, do you want to read the newspaper again?" ”

Shirley, who turned into Dean Agatha, shook her head lightly and said softly, "No, I've finished reading it." ”

When Rove heard this, he handed the newspaper to the short-haired girl and said, "You don't have to pay the money, you can take it and read it." ”

"Thank you! You two are really nice people. The short-haired girl smiled slightly, and two small dimples suddenly appeared on her cheeks.

The old man next to her also came over and looked at the Daily Prophet with her.

Rove's gaze shifted to the old man.

He was stocky, bald, with bulging eyes and a silver beard as thick as a walrus.

The old man was dressed in a robe of sumptuous purple velvet with rolled silver trim, mink collar, bright gold bands, and low sleeves covered with gilded ornaments.

Not to mention anything else, the clothes are on par with Dumbledore.

But the old man only glanced at the newspaper, and did not want to read it any more, and muttered:

"It's all a report from a mysterious person, isn't there something new?"

"Yes, grandpa." The short-haired girl pointed to the corner of the newspaper and read:

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is now looking for a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, no age limit, no gender limit, no race limit, no work experience limit, Defense Against the Dark Arts ... Certificate Score Requirements...... Not.

Food, accommodation, treatment and salary are negotiable (far ahead in the industry), contact Vice-Chancellor Minerva McGonagall ......"

“……”

When Rove and Shirley heard this job advertisement, they were a little embarrassed for a while as Hogwarts students.

This recruitment requirement means that almost anyone can come to Hogwarts and apply for a Defence Against the Dark Arts position.

No...... There is no limit to race, which means that you can apply for the job even if you are not a person!

It's so chilly!

The short-haired girl also said slightly: "Grandpa, why are Hogwarts' recruitment requirements so low?" ”

"Our professor at Ilvermorny, the subjects he teaches... The certificate must be excellent and you must also graduate from a top 5 magic school in the educational assessment.

The schools with low rankings, let alone the first examination, are not even qualified to submit resumes to our school! ”

Hearing that the short-haired girl turned out to be Ilvermorny's student, Rove couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

But the girl didn't notice it, and just muttered in a low voice:

"The level of teacher education at Hogwarts is so low, why would that guy choose Hogwarts instead of Ilvermorny?!"

"Nelishi, who are you talking about?" The old man asked.

"I'm talking about the younger brother of one of my senior sisters......" said the short-haired girl, "who gave up the better Ilvermorny and went to Hogwarts." ”

"Nellis, you can't just look at Defense Against the Dark Arts, the requirements for other positions at Hogwarts are still very high." The old man argued:

"Look at Minerva McGonagall, who taught Transfiguration, but she is a world-renowned Transfiguration master.

And the current Potions professor Snape, who was also an excellent student I trained back then, I don't know how much more powerful than the Potions professor in your school......"

Hearing this, Rove raised his eyebrows slightly, he already knew the identity of the old man.

"Then why are Defense Against the Dark Arts recruitment requirements so low?" The short-haired girl named Nelishi asked.

"This position is wicked." The old man sighed softly, "It is rumored to be cursed. ”

"Cursed?"

"yes." The old man said with a solemn expression, "For many years, no Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has been able to serve for more than a year. ”

"There will always be problems and even death during their tenure...... As time goes by, fewer and fewer wizards are applying, and the recruitment requirements are getting lower and lower. ”

"Really?" Nellis was a little incredulous.

"I saw it with my own eyes." The old man sighed:

"It wasn't obvious at first, but in the years when I was about to retire, I changed five professors in three years, three of whom were seriously injured and admitted to St. Mungo's Hospital for Witchcraft and Wizardry, and two died."

He still remembers that one of the professors choked on pigeon cake in the auditorium in the morning, and the other professor drank heavily and froze to death outside the castle in the middle of the night.

It's scary!

Nelishi was fascinated by what she heard, and couldn't help but ask, "Who cursed this position?" ”

"Then who knows." The old man's eyes were a little evasive, and he said vaguely: "Maybe a wizard who failed to apply for the job did it." ”

Nelishi was silent, suddenly remembered something, and said angrily:

"Grandpa, this position is dangerous, Headmaster Dumbledore also wrote to you, inviting you to return to Hogwarts as a teacher?"

"It's not that I'm going back to being a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, it's just going back to my old job as a Potions professor." The old man shrugged.

"Oh, why wouldn't you go?" Nellisy asked:

"Aren't you always talking about the boy Harry Potter and the famous Rove Scamander...... Want to be their teacher? ”

"You didn't see the newspaper say that the mysterious man was resurrected." The old man said with horror on his face:

"Coming to Hogwarts at this time is tantamount to publicly declaring that I support Dumbledore, isn't this an enemy of Mysteries and Death Eaters?!"

The old man shuddered, he still wanted to live a few more years!

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