It seems that there has never been a professor at Hogwarts who has taught two classes at the same time.

Just before Christmas, Grett heard that Snape was campaigning, trying to convince Dumbledore that he could let him start next year, teaching both Potions and Defence Against the Dark Arts classes.

However, based on what Glitter knew about Dumbledore, it was likely that his request would not be granted.

It is also worth mentioning that Cedric Diggory was also attracted to Gretel's ideas during his time with him.

After being recognized by all members of Gretel's team, he was successfully absorbed into the team.

He was also the first outcourt member to join Gretel's team, and the secret society finally broke through from Ravenclaw.

Classes are held during the day, and at night members of Gretel's team are roamed to the Room of Need.

Glitter also considered whether to change the location of the meeting.

With so many people going to the Room of Requirement every night, and the Headmaster's Room and the Room on the same floor, is it not enough to attract Dumbledore's attention so often.

Eventually, after asking the team members for their consent, Glitter abandoned the idea.

At Hogwarts, which is full of magic circles, there is nothing but the Room of Requirement. There was no other place to satisfy their secret society.

Besides, the Room of Requirement is a semi-open secret at Hogwarts, and there are not many people who know about it.

There's no reason Dumbledore would be staring at it all the time.

In order to ensure that the place of association would not be intruded into by accident, they also changed the location to a new one.

When praying for a room in the Room of Request, a lot of extra requirements were added.

In this way, I studied Hogwarts lessons during the day and Glitter's lessons at night in the Room of Requirement.

At the end of the semester, almost all of the people in Gretel's team had made up a horrific smoky makeup, and they still enjoyed it.

What they didn't know was that if it weren't for Gretel, when he was lecturing, he used [Homologous] to convert magic power into soul power to supplement them.

I don't know how many times it has happened in a semester.

The Christmas holidays came as scheduled, and Gretel filled his name on the school leaving list early.

Flitwick privately tested Gretel's abilities and determined that he was indeed capable of protecting himself, and only then did he pass his school leave application with a single stroke of the pen.

The Hogwarts Express stopped at the edge of Platform Nine and Three-quarters a week before Christmas.

The last time I went home was Christmas, and if you do the math, Gretel hasn't been back for a whole year.

The moment he stepped out of the platform, Glitter was so excited that he even wanted to use the phantom to transform if there was no trace bound to his body.

"Hello, Mr. Gretel." As the front foot left King's Cross Station, a man with himself covered in front of him appeared in front of him.

Gretel's arm hung down, and the wand hidden in the cuff fell straight into the palm of his hand.

"I'm just here to deliver a message for the master, please don't do it." To prove himself, the man slipped his wand into his pocket and looked at Gretel with his hands outstretched.

"The master's exact words are: Gretel, the werewolves Fenrir and Selwyn have been killed by you, it seems that you have absorbed what I left behind, and you are more talented than I thought.

I won't send anyone to arrest you anymore, these servants can't deal with you, so I won't let them do pointless consumption with you anymore.

Give you a chance to return to me before I reascend the throne, and I promise you are still above all men.

If I re-ascend the throne and you come to me, I don't know if you will still be treated like this. ”

The visitor learned Voldemort's tone tenth, especially the grim laughter, and when he closed his eyes, Gretel even thought that Professor Voldemort was there.

As if waiting for Gretel's reply, the wizard in front of him stood silent after passing the word.

"I, if I could, I would still like to be a Muggle, in fact, think about it, what is the difference between Muggles and wizards except that they can't do magic.

Isn't there a wizard twenty-four hours a day? Or can a wizard eat and drink without eating the fireworks of the world?

So, in my opinion, wizards are really just a group of people with special talents. ”

Glitter looked down and sighed, looking up into the eyes of the wizard in front of him.

It was as if I saw another person beyond the mountains and seas.

"Professor, take a good look at the Muggle world.

You will find that the picture you envision of a wizard who is superior to others and rules the world is simply impossible to achieve.

It is even said that if you rely on such simple violent means, you will not even be able to fight London.

Forget it, anyway, if you're obsessed now, you won't listen to anything I say.

Don't worry, Professor, I'll try to get you back when you fail.

Not for anything, just for the future, so that you can see the new era with your own eyes. ”

With that, Glitter silently walked away, the fluctuations of the phantom shifting behind him flashed.

He muttered the last sentence: "For the person who will never have the chance to see again, go and feel it for yourself." ”

Before the Butterfly Effect caused casualties, Gretel's claim was to find a group of like-minded people to build a business empire that spanned the magical world and the world of ordinary people.

He never thought he would be a savior, even if those around him thought he was.

In Gretel's view, Orne Bernard, who grew up in the future, is the one who really thinks about the future of wizards.

More than once, he wondered if this irreparable thing would not have happened if he hadn't done it to Ginny Weasley.

At least, no one died in the original world line until Voldemort's resurrection.

This is also the reason why after dealing with the Filch incident, he completely distanced himself from the Savior Squad.

He didn't want to let anyone who didn't want to do it die because of his butterfly effect.

No one knows how he struggled to get out of his self-blame.

It was also from that day that Gretel really faced up to his identity as a wizard.

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I haven't been home for a year, and a lot of people have left the welfare home, and a few new people have come.

Because of Hagrid's sponsorship from time to time, everyone in the welfare home looks good.

The children, who had always been thin and small, even began to have round faces.

"I don't know how to say it first," complained to Gretel, dressed in ashes. "Forget it, just come back, welcome home."

"Brother Gretel, welcome home."

A group of little hairy heads shouted in a mess.

Gretel saw that Mrs. Swann had quietly wiped the corner of her eye with her hand while he was not looking.

After dinner, Mrs. Swann reluctantly sat down with Gretel in front of the fireplace.

"Mike, if it's dangerous, let's quit school, I'll send you to high school, college."

Gretel's eyes widened, wondering who had exposed his experience in the wizarding world.

"Last year, you said you were going to study in the Americas, and during that time, I often saw strange figures around the welfare home, and they also had magic wands in their hands.

No one paid attention to them but me, and I think they were the Muggle banishment you mentioned.

Fortunately, with this amulet you gave me, I was not affected.

If it's dangerous, then ......"

Mrs. Swan's face was full of concern for Gretel, and at last she swallowed the rest of her words.

Glitter took Mrs. Swan's sore hands and pressed them to his face.

"Mother Gretel, don't worry, everything is settled, and no one will bother you in the future."