Whew--

The gloomy clouds once again obscured the canopy that had only been clear for half a day, the light rain beat the window sash under the strong wind, losing the protection of the sun, and the temperature of the castle next to the large forest and the vast black lake dropped quickly, although the wizard with strong mana was much more resistant to heat and cold than the normal wizard, but Amosta could not stand up, and in order to make the room more comfortable, he lit the extinguished fireplace again.

After hanging a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the office door, Amosta finally enjoyed a sense of relaxation, standing by the window and staring at the stormy world, suddenly remembering the experimental materials left behind by his screaming shack, which were covered by illusion magic, but which were always unsafe.

Naturally, the study of the Blood Curse jumped into his mind again.

"Would you like to ask Dumbledore... A white wizard like him must be very good at black magic. ”

Amosta hesitated inwardly, but after thinking about it, he thought it was better not to be too public, after all, the things he studied were relatively evil even in the dark arts.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still a little time before dinner, and Amosta glanced at the top few pieces of parchment on the table, and had no desire to deal with these '', and after thinking about it, he was ready to go to the library to check some information.

"I'm not sure if the Director of Student Safety has permission to borrow the magic books in the forbidden section, Amosta."

The librarian, Mrs. Pins, was a stern and extremely orderly witch, and instead of giving him a glare, she refused to allow him to borrow books from the forbidden section because he had lost his reputation as a professor.

"Okay--"

Amosta scratched his hair, and a little unwillingly handed back the "Poison Magic" in his hand to Mrs. Pince,

"I'll check with Headmaster Dumbledore to see if I have that authority, Lady Pins."

After dropping this sentence with a little resentment, Amosta left slowly, originally, he was going to go back to his office to wait for dinner, but when he passed through the corridor, he suddenly thought of Professor Snape, whom he hadn't met today, and Amosta, who was a little worried about his mental health, quickly made a decision and quickened his pace towards the Slytherin basement. Reading Pavilion

Knocking on Professor Snape's office, Amosta sniffed out a slight poisonous gas from the murky air as he walked in.

When he looked closely, Professor Snape was alone handling a cage of jade-glowing Billy Wigg Worm's wings and chela, the ingredients for the Laughing Potion and the Sobering Potion, two potions that Amosta had been exposed to in his fourth year.

"You don't enjoy your hard-earned rights in your own office, why are you coming to me?"

The blood of the Billy Wigg worm was as poisonous as the chela, and Snape, whose face was even more sallow, looked at Amosta, who had come to the door, and sneered at the corners of his mouth.

As soon as he heard Snape's signature taunt, Amosta immediately put his worries behind him, and quickly approached and stared at the dazzling array of materials on the table with interest.

"These ingredients aren't cheap, Professor, and they can be sold for at least three hundred gold Galleons on the black market!"

"Your salary is like that of Minerva, higher than mine, Amosta."

Snape said lazily.

"That's different, Professor."

Amosta shook his head regretfully and said, "I'm not like you, I don't have so many opportunities to fill my pockets. ”

This time, Snape didn't even offer a word of mockery.

A wizard like Amosta, as long as he is willing to show his strength, wherever he goes, there will be a lot of people who will pounce on him and stuff Garon into his pocket, but he has never been so ostentatious, Snape knows this kid's style, not so much that he abides by principles, but that Amosta regards making money as a kind of leisure, a kind of fun...

"Wait!"

Seeing that Professor Snape was not too decadent to cheer up because he was being slapped on the beach, Amosta left on his own, but when he stood outside the door and turned to close the door, Professor Snape stopped him and said lazily,

"That werewolf has a third-year Defence Against the Dark Arts class this Friday, maybe you can go and help him out."

Amosta's face darkened, Miss Crivat, has something opened your mouth?

"It's a rare opportunity to make your dreams come true, Professor, do you really want to give up?"

Bang!

The office door closed automatically, leaving Amosta standing outside with a black line on his face.

During the daytime on the school day, every faculty member in the castle was busy, even if they were not in class, they were all busy in the office preparing lessons or preparing some teaching tools that would be used in class, in order not to let others think that they were really mixed salary, Amosta had to walk back to his office slowly.

Walking slowly up to the third floor, passing a corner, in the distance, Amosta suddenly saw two young wizards standing in front of the door, hesitating, looking like they wanted to knock on the office, but they didn't dare to do so because of the 'Do Not Disturb' sign hanging on the door.

"Potter, Weasley--"

Amosta smiled and waved at him twice, and quickly approached.

"We have three classes today, Professor, so we're late!"

Harry and Ron, with bright smiles on their faces, explained.

"Understandable--"

Amosta smiled happily, no matter what, his relationship with Harry was always closer than the others, so many people came to visit all morning, but the three little ones never came to visit him, and he was still a little disappointed.

Trying to open the door, Amosta asked a little strangely,

"Why is it just the two of you, your good buddy, Miss Granger?"

"Hermione also has a lesson in the fourth period,"

Following Professor Bryan into the office, Ron, who looked at the familiar furnishings, said in a slightly rushed tone,

"And lately, we've had a bit of an issue with some of her practices!"

Amosta walked to the fireplace and brought Harry and Ron two cups of tea, hearing this, he smiled carelessly, most of the young wizards of this age have sharp personalities and have no sense of restraint, and it is very normal for them to occasionally have a little conflict with each other,

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

Commanding the two little ones to sit down, Amosta himself returned to his office and asked casually.

After another flurry of explanations, Amosa finally figured out what was going on.

No wonder Crookhill didn't stay in the castle some time ago, but always ran towards me, and it was for this reason that Amosta crossed his mind.

Ron, who had hoped that Professor Blaine would reprimand Hermione's disregard for Spotted's life and health, couldn't help but show a little disappointment when he saw that Professor Blaine had no intention of interfering in this matter, but he quickly forgot about it and quickly joined the discussion with Harry about why he had suddenly returned to the castle without warning and became the director of the Office of Student Safety.

"We've only heard a little wind before, Professor--"

When Professor Bryan returned to the castle, Harry, who had no worries after having a double guarantee, said happily,

"Professor Dumbledore seems to be unhappy with the situation that has often happened in the castle over the past few years that could cause the young wizard to be injured, so he is ready to do something, but we haven't been able to find out what he's going to do!"

I can assure you, as long as you drop out of school now, Mr. Potter, something strange will never happen to Hogwarts again,--- Amosta smiled quietly.

"Are you going to reactivate those alchemy items, Professor?"

When it was Ron's turn to speak, he glanced at the dark curtain on the opposite wall with a slightly awe-struck eyes and said, noticing Professor Blaine's slightly surprised eyes, he hurriedly explained,

"That's Fred and George's speculation, Professor Bryan, you may not know it, but he's always obsessed with you!"

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