Connor left.

In fact, both Connor and Dumbledore knew that changes within Hogwarts were not something that could be done in a hurry to see results right now - it wasn't that simple in itself.

Students, school directors, and even the Ministry of Magic, when there is a change in the curriculum or something within the school, there will inevitably be all kinds of resistance and other problems.

Do students who are accustomed to the current atmosphere of the school complain?

Will the school board oppose it because of the excess funds and even the threat to their own interests?

And the Ministry of Magic......

Suppose Hogwarts really wants to offer courses such as spiritual construction or psychological counseling, where do the teachers of the corresponding majors come from?

Not to mention whether the entire wizarding world has considered anything similar, if the Ministry of Magic parachutes one down, the teachers at Hogwarts will definitely have a headache.

"Tsk, what a little ghost who doesn't know the height of the sky."

After Connor left completely, the portraits in the headmaster's room were finally able to speak freely.

First and foremost was the headmaster of the Black family.

"I don't respect the traditions of the academy at all, and looking at his high-spirited appearance, he is about to his tail to the sky!"

"But there's no denying that the things he's talking about do exist, and they're very serious."

With a paintbrush in hand, Principal Turner said calmly.

"I thought that the fact that the mystery man was active would make the wizards realize the importance of unity, but alas...... The reality doesn't seem to be as rosy as I thought it would be, and some of today's children have forgotten even the respect for those who died. ”

"I should have done this a long time ago, I even wanted to start counselling at St. Mungo, but no one paid attention to anything like that."

It was Principal Dalis Devonte who spoke.

"This kind of thing is really important, and I often see children getting upset about about to enter the wizarding society, but at that time, there was no special tutor for this thing, and I personally appeased it."

Looking left and right, Phineas suddenly noticed that the voices of the principals around him had vaguely become unanimous.

This made him feel a deep doubt.

"Do you really think counselling is important? This kind of thing can be solved by magic potions, okay, as soon as you drink the Joy Potion and the Forgetfulness Potion, this kind of thing will be solved! ”

He really seems to think so.

Even though the headmasters around him had paid all their attention to him, and his gaze revealed a strange look, Phineas still went his own way.

"What? What are you watching me do? Am I not right? A lot of problems can be solved by potions......"

"Have you ever survived potions yourself?"

"Of course I did, who hasn't studied Potions class."

"Do you publish a book?"

"I ......"

"Have you ever worked at St. Mungo's Hospital?"

"I ......"

"Are you qualified as a therapist?"

“…… Not. ”

After a series of problems, Principal Black, who was still in high spirits, has fallen into a state of depression.

Realizing something, he didn't dare to speak loudly, so he lowered his head.

And looking at Phineas's appearance, Dai Lisi didn't let him go:

"Then what are you trying to do with me here?"

She said unceremoniously.

"You don't know how to talk to me about potions and healing? The so-called elixir of joy is nothing but a potion that stimulates the human body and forcibly rejoices, and the potion of forgetting only temporarily suppresses bad memories, and even the forgetting spell cannot completely strip the memory out of the mind. ”

At the end of the day, the root of the problem is still there.

"After all, if potions can really directly replace psychological therapy or some other important thing, how can there be so many dark wizards in the world."

Principal Turner said faintly.

"And you all agree on that?"

"Why don't you agree?"

"What about the school's reputation? If it is exposed, the reputation of the school will be lost, and this kind of change will definitely make people from outside criticize the school. ”

As if grasping at the last straw, the isolated Phineas shouted loudly, as if he was good for the school.

It's just that this image of worrying about the school as if she was doing her best was quickly shattered by Dai Lisi.

"So Hogwarts still has honor and prestige?"

"Huh?!"

The surprise of the former headmistress caused Phineas to raise his headmaster's questions.

"I thought Hogwarts didn't have much reputation since the Dark Lord came out."

There may still be many people who are not sure about the background of the Dark Lord, who once caused trouble in England and even spread his influence to the continent.

However, these are obviously not secrets in the eyes of deceased or retired principals.

"You, you, you, you disrespect the reputation of the school so much?"

"The school's job is to teach and educate people, and if you care too much about fame, isn't it the same as roasting students on the fire?"

After saying this, Dai Lisi seemed to stand on the moral high ground, and trampled Phineas into the dirt, which directly flew the little old man's beard.

"Then you care so much about the students, about the mud that comes out of the Muggle community...... Students, I haven't seen you make a similar move when you were in office! ”

Then, under the accusation of Principal Phineas, the other principals who had planned to watch the play or remain silent opened their eyes one after another.

"At that time, psychological construction was actually secondary, and it was a fortunate thing to be able to save the lives of students."

An armored wizard whispered.

"Everybody just wants to live."

"At my time, the school was revolutionizing the way it was taught."

Said a wizard dressed in a fine literary robe.

"And as you can see the end result, we set up various courses to provide students with a direction of interest as much as possible, so that they can live a good life."

"I'm not saying it, I proposed it, and then no one in St. Mungoli took it seriously."

Talking nonsense, when the topic turned to Dai Lisi, the therapist-turned-headmistress said helplessly.

"When I became principal, the proposal was also not accepted, and the school board felt that it was not only a waste of money, but also unnecessary."

"I mentioned it too."

Holding his paintbrush, Principal Turner sighed helplessly.

"And I tried to explain the specific reasons to the board, and there were people who were willing to support me, and I was even already invested in the construction at that time, and I was already preparing to find the right people to do psychological counseling for students, and I also planned to set up a special psychological construction course in the school."

"Then why is it gone?"

Phineas couldn't help but ask.

"Because later, when I tried to give a little help to the Muggles who were in the famine at the time, they fired me and almost took my wand for showing my magic in front of the Muggles."

Turner said calmly.

"And the next headmaster is the representative of those 'authorities', and he destroyed all my plans, ruining my hard work."

"Who the hell is so stupid!"

Phineas looked a little indignant, but unexpectedly, all the headmasters around him looked at him, including Dumbledore, who had been listening quietly.

"That famine began in 1845, Phineas."

Dumbledore gave a kind reminder.

"The headmaster who came later is you."

"Aang?!"