"Quirrell has been normal this week." On the way to the Defence Against the Dark Arts office, Hattings squinted and said with a slight movement. "But he seems to have some troubles, and often sits alone on the edge of the bed in a daze."

After realizing Quirrell's value last week, Carl and Hattings decided to increase their surveillance of Quirrell.

Both he and Hattings were worried that Quirrell would tell the other professors about teaching their own magic, and no one knew what they would think.

At least Carl doesn't want to hear any more prevarications like "you're young" and "it's time to enjoy campus life."

Learning and enjoying campus life doesn't have to be a choice.

"And Polo contacted me last night, and he wants you to make your own arrangements during the summer vacation."

Karl stood still.

"What did you say?"

Hattings knew from Carl's actions that Karl didn't fail to hear clearly, but he needed a reasonable explanation.

"I don't want to explain anything for him, Carl, and I know my current explanations are all excuses in your opinion."

Karl acquiesced in this view: "Polo has not fulfilled the treaty between us. He promised to teach me. ”

"He did, but he had his own arrangements." Hattings excused himself and sighed, "We've talked about this before, Karl, and part of my responsibility is to fulfill the contract between you and Polo. ”

"Remember what I said earlier?" Carl pinched Hattings' neck, "Am I too weak?" ”

"Carl ······"

"I don't want to be a wretched creature like Quirrell." Karl said firmly, "Hattings, tell Polo if he doesn't fulfill his contract during the summer vacation······"

He stopped suddenly.

Hattings smiled, "yes, what can you do?" ”

That contract was a typical devil's contract, with a lot of Karl's responsibilities and obligations, but it was vague about Polo's obligations and responsibilities.

Breach of contract is the sole responsibility of Carl.

And in the real world, he can go to the court to defend his rights, but in this mysterious world, who can he find to claim justice?

God?

"That contract, that contract." Carl repeated a few times, "I'll find a way." ”

"Carl!" Hattings really panicked this time, "Don't be impulsive, Carl, think about the price of your breach of contract!" ”

Karl put Hattings on the ground: "I know, Hattings, I know, I'll find a way." ”

"Isn't magic the product of miracles?"

When Carl walked into Professor Caro's office, Professor Carlo was sitting at his desk with a stack of newspapers stacked.

"Ha, Karl, good afternoon, I really envy you in the first grade, there are no classes in the afternoon, I don't want us to be teachers." Professor Carlo motioned for Carl to sit down in front of him, and then placed another cup of coffee in front of Carl, taking a sip himself.

"When I came here before, my old friends laughed at me and told me that being a teacher at Hogwarts was no different from being a house-elf, and now I know it's true."

Professor Carlo sighed: "It's really hard to take a student, but fortunately, I only need to work for another year to be free, and I'll leave the rest to Quirrell, he's still young and has plenty of energy to grind with you." ”

He looked at Carl, who was listening, and motioned for him to look at the newspaper in front of him.

"Do you have a habit of reading newspapers?"

"No, Professor Carlo." Carl picked up the newspaper, "But my parents, and now my adoptive father, like to read the newspaper. ”

"Clever man, Carl, reading the newspaper is the most important thing a smart person should do, it's much more fun than going into the library all day to study all those old Dumbledore materials."

Karl was slightly stunned and said strangely: "Sir, I didn't expect you to even know this." ”

Professor Carlo laughed, he never seemed to be happier than he was today: "It's just a coincidence, Carl. ”

After a pause, he said, "Dumbledore's deeds are indeed worth learning from, but you still need to know more about the world and this society. The Daily Prophet is your best assistant, and you can order your own for as little as five nats a day, which is probably the only thing Nat can buy that is far more than worth it. ”

Karl pondered for a while, and said shyly: "This year also needs three gallons." Sir, I don't have that much money. ”

When he entered Hogwarts, he only had three golden Galleons in his hands, and now he only has one left, as well as some Sico.

Professor Carlo said, "It's nothing, Carl, with your ability, in a few years, money will not bother you." ”

He thought for a moment and said, "When is your birthday?" ”

Carl's face stiffened, and he said in a low voice, "July." ”

Professor Carlo also remembered what happened to Carl: "Then son, I will help you order the newspaper as a birthday present for you in advance." ”

"Don't say no, kid, I have to go to France in July, and I won't be able to send you a gift then." Professor Carlo stopped Carl's intention to continue, "Now look, you see, you can see something." ”

Carl did as he was told.

The first newspaper was very early, in February of this year.

"Sixth Edition, Odd Stories."

Carl flipped to that page.

A Tragedy for a Pure-Blood Family! Exclusive reveal, the fall of the founding families of Hogwarts! 》

Carl perused it and found that the journalist had recorded the history of a family named Gaunt. The family turned out to be the descendants of Hogwarts Slytherin, but unfortunately a long period of internal intermarriage made them more and more stupid, and eventually declined.

The author concludes with a sympathetic account of the appearance of the last member of the family, Marvolo Gaunt.

A sinister descendant who is crumbled by the decline of his family and the inherent flaws of a pure-blood marriage, his world is full of violence and is paranoid about the language of snakes that no one understands.

And this also laid the groundwork for his final tragedy.

That's the end of this article.

Karl looked up.

"I'm done." Professor Carlo had a smile on his lips. "See what?"

Carl shook his head, he frowned, "It seems to be against the pure-blood family?" ”

"That's right, nice article, isn't it?" Professor Caro motioned for Carl to look at the next one.

The next newspaper is also in February, and it is the next issue of that issue.

It's still the sixth edition.

A Tragedy for a Pure-Blood Family! Exclusive reveal, the fall of the founding families of Hogwarts!! 》

This one mainly tells about the children of Marvolo Gaunt, and what kind of situation they are in: dirty and messy can only be said to be the common state of poor families, and more importantly, under the irritability of the father, these two children are raised in two directions, the son is like his father, only more crazy and more violent, and the daughter is nervous and depressed all day long.

Karl looked up again.

"Part 3."

It's March in the paper, but the article may have been pushed to the front page because of the good response.

A Tragedy for a Pure-Blood Family! Exclusive reveal, the fall of the founding families of Hogwarts!! 》

Carl perused the article.

This article tells the story of the fate of these two children under the oppression of their father: the mad son attacked Muggles and Ministry of Magic officials and ended up in prison with his father, while the mentally illicit daughter escaped from the family and showed great magical skills.

This is the end of the story, and the rest of the blockbuster is the author's argument, and the main point is twofold: that the behavior of children is shaped by their parents, and that harsh circumstances only create tragedy, and he uses the final ending of the Mavolo pair as an example: one is crazy in this environment, and the other becomes happy immediately after leaving this environment.

The second is naturally the disadvantage of pure-blood families insisting on consanguineous marriage.

Carl pondered for a moment, and felt something faintly.

He looked up: "Can I read the next one?" ”

"Of course, Carl, it looks like you're getting close to the answer."