Compared to the first and second floors, the cafeteria on the third floor is much more empty and the decoration is more luxurious than other places.

The house-elves were very efficient, and it didn't take long for them to set up a cauldron in the center of the third floor, and the flames under the pot burned quietly, without heat or smoke, and only the sound of gurgling water boiling.

Ranko waited quietly, while Miss Stricker took the spoon with some difficulty, and looked at the gruel in front of her with some difficulty.

"You'll have to get used to, Miss Stricker."

He motioned for the house-elves to clean up the porridge and water scattered on the table, then stood up, walked to the window, and looked in the direction of the school gate.

The blue-gray city walls are closely connected to the school's gates, enclosing the entire magic school.

In the distance, it seemed to be snowing in Northern Europe, but the sky above the school was only gray, and the snowflakes with a little dust falling were not infequent, but not too much.

At this point in time, many young wizards who had completed their morning exercises had already entered the cafeteria, and most of them had bitter faces, obviously not yet accustomed to this kind of more intense exercise.

Wizards are generally less in physical fitness, and because of apparition shifts and the existence of various spells, wizards prefer to do things with a quiet wave of their wands, with the exception of special classes such as the Aurors and Quidditch players.

Professor Rowling thought a lot, and she really wanted to keep the school running well.

If there were no people who were dragging their feet......

"Here ......

Professor Malfoy's eyesight was not bad, and he squinted his eyes to see that there were many small dots in the gray sky in the distance, which were rapidly expanding.

Durmstrong's Protective Magic is open to the public for a short period of time during breakfast and dinner, and is closed the rest of the day, and even when the owl comes, the school cannot be found.

The owls carrying letters from all over the world are not slow, and in an instant they can almost be seen spreading their wings.

Some of these letters are students, and the majority of them are naturally the professors of the school, and as the school's professor of dark arts, even if Durmstrang's professor of dark arts has changed, these letters that clearly point to the vice principal of the school and the professor of dark arts will not be interrupted by the change of professors.

Ranko cleared his throat and pressed his wand to his throat.

The flock of birds delivering the letter was fast, and in a few minutes, they were about to arrive at the school gate.

Quite a few owls began to lower their altitude and skim low past the school gates.

Some owls are different, they don't seem to see where the school is, even if the owls around them have slowed down, they still rush through the clouds in a daze, without the slightest stop, and disappear over the school in an instant.

This is a preliminary screening of the school's protective magic, and if owls are found to be carrying letters that contain things such as a Drawing Charm (a spell that sends out the school address), a powerful curse, or something that should not be sent, such as a wizard who has been smuggled in directly from the letterhead, then the school's protective magic will automatically block the owls from entering the school.

This is the school's first round of screening.

The second round of screening will be conducted by the professors of the school, and except for the students' personal letters, other letters will be handled by Professor Danlin.

Most of them will be destroyed directly because of 'entrainment of private goods', and a small number of serious documents, such as school award certificates in certain competitions, honorary certificates, etc., as well as some ordinary notices, and relatively important documents will be relayed directly by the Norwegian Ministry of Magic, not through owls.

The owls who entered the school had the right target, and many of them were heading directly in the direction of the cafeteria, while the rest were heading towards the East Tower, where the principal's office was located.

Looking at the black press, many of them didn't know how long they had been flying, and they were dirty, Professor Malfoy silently put a protective charm on the long run, and then cleared his throat.

Professor Merino had just arrived and had seen such a scene.

There was a large cauldron in the center of the third floor, and the house-elf stood by the pot and looked at the blonde boy in front of the window with some confusion.

The Dark Arts Professor was holding his wand to his throat when he heard a screeching sound, followed by the sound of birds snorting outside the window, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground.

Professor Merino: ??

The house-elf's eyes were wide open almost as large as their faces, and when they noticed Professor Merino, they screamed and immediately asked the respected wizard what he needed for breakfast, revealing the strange instructions of the dark magic professor in the morning.

"Cauldron? Salt? ”

Professor Merino's face became more and more strange, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead, motioning for the house-elves to leave and not walk in the direction of Professor Malfoy.

"Good morning, Professor Merino."

Ranko didn't have much impression of this transfiguration class and professor who 'didn't know the true or false saints'.

Professor Merino looked out through the top of the Dark Arts Professor's head, and saw that the originally 'lively' sky was silent at this time, and the sound of low-pressure discussions among the students sounded outside the window from time to time.

"What did you do?"

"It's nothing, let the owl understand what it means to respect the teacher." Professor Malfoy had put away his wand and sat back in his seat.

Respect for teachers?

Professor Merino's brows tightened.

"They're so dirty...... Ranco was a little disgusted, "oh, I didn't even know owls could be so dirty...... So how the hell did those wizards raise owls? ”

I don't know if I'm scolding the owl or if it's connotating something else...... For example, students at school.

Professor Merino naturally knows what happened yesterday, and he is not unaware of the atmosphere of the school. A provocative remark against a professor, while stupid enough, is not incomprehensible.

"Malfoy."

Professor Merino gave Professor Malfoy a deep look, and through the sharp edge in his falcon-like eyes, the person watching couldn't help but subconsciously dodge.

This man seems to have an opinion about him, why, they haven't met, and there is no conflict of interest, could it be because of Grindelwald...... Professor Malfoy did not hide from it, but calmly accepted the other person's gaze.

After staring at the Dark Arts Professor for a long time, knowing that the first owl had flown in tremblingly through the open window, Professor Merino withdrew his gaze.

"I hope that your actions will not cause the school to suffer further setbacks."

"It's natural, and every step of my way is based on the school being safe enough."

Or is it just that you are simply upset with him?

Ranko rubbed the handle of his wand in his sleeve, thinking about a lot of possibilities, and then laughed again.

Whether it is a true saint or a false saint has nothing to do with him anyway.

Professor Malfoy's purpose has always been clear, he is purely here to 'retire', and there is no need to kill people at every turn.

Moreover, if he does this, there is a high probability that he will be kicked out by the will of the school.

The gains outweigh the losses, and he hasn't had enough of Durmstrang in such a fun place.