Chapter 455

"Yo, back?"

"Old Deng tou, when will you start?"

"After a while, take a break. With such a heavy smell of wine, filch didn't stop you outside."

"Er... It's not what I drink. It's the smell of wine they accidentally get on me. Should the magic school make some reforms?"

"Reform? Can you tell me? " Dumbledore smiled and knew that HEMA was going to have some strange new ideas.

"It's not such a big reform. Is it our students' employment problem that the school doesn't care about the arrangement?"

"Well, what you said is interesting. Don't you think the school has thought about it?" Dumbledore looked at HEMA and became serious, and some of the principals nearby opened their eyes.

"Have you thought about it? Then why not? I know that in Muggle, there are many universities that assign jobs, or at least introduce a way in line with their major. "

"In our magic world, the number of wizards is more rare, and it will not be too difficult to arrange and consume time and effort."

"Well, but this is still unrealistic, because although there are few people in the magic world, the work is very diverse."

"If you look for it yourself, you will find many jobs you like, but the distribution is not necessarily."

"Because if you assign, you can't satisfy everyone. It's just that you assign this student to a job he doesn't like. Naturally, you're not happy."

"If they are all assigned to well paid posts, let alone whether these students can be competent or not, there are more and more people in this post, so who will go to those poorly paid posts?"

"... well, I see what you mean, old Deng."

"So we have considered a lot of things. In fact, we have tried, haven't we, principals?"

Suddenly all the principals closed their eyes and were afraid that Dumbledore would suddenly expose them. After all, they were the current principals and could not provoke them~

"In other words, are you suddenly talking about this after graduation? There are still several years left. Just take your time. " Dumbledore handed him a glass of white water, and HEMA took it and shook her head.

"I just think many people are too confused. In fact, I will be the same at that time, but I will have more choices. It's a big deal to go back to the Muggle world and do something I want to do."

"You'll be caught using magic." Dumbledore also made a joke, but HEMA shook her head.

"I don't use magic, but I can use some special magic props."

"That's your arrangement, but I was going to let you work in Hogwarts after graduation?"

"Really?" HEMA looked at Dumbledore and nodded slowly. "Really, after all, the school also needs powerful wizards to train more students, but it will be very boring. The process of being a teacher."

"Then I'm wrong."

"Ha ha, what do you think of making you the headmaster?"

"Well... This can be considered."

"Ha ha!"

……

In the evening, HEMA came to Dumbledore's office again. He just went back and prepared for it. He mainly said to others that he would suddenly disappear when he couldn't get it.

"Then we're ready to go."

"So you haven't told me who you're going to see yet?" HEMA glanced at Dumbledore. Although he knew, he couldn't say.

"You'll know in a minute."

Dumbledore grabbed his shoulder, and then suddenly flashed. Their figures disappeared into the office. When he opened his eyes again, they had become an upward dirt road.

"Old Deng tou, you said clearly that there is no phantom movement around Hogwarts."

"Of course, so I use simpler space transfer, props instead of magic spells." He shook the little thing on his wrist.

"Where's Fox?"

"It's going to nirvana. I won't bother her for the time being. The little guy will play with it if he has nothing."

"Are you sure they are playing?"

"Do you know where this is?"

"This... Is not England."

"Yes, this is Austria. You should have guessed who it is."

HEMA looked up and saw a tall black building above them, the top of the slope.

"This is..."

"Newmengard castle, night market, newmengard castle, the first Dark Lord, known as the existence of the most powerful black wizard, Garrett greendevo!"

"Is he your old friend?"

"Yes, or very good friends." Dumbledore said so, but HEMA almost couldn't help it. A very good friend is not a real friend! Sorry to say.

After all, there seems to be no way to use any space magic, so they have no way.

As it got higher and higher, the air became colder and colder, but HEMA felt more and more comfortable. After all, he awakened some of the ice dragon's blood, and the cold was comfortable for him.

"I didn't expect it to be so cold. That old guy is suffering." Dumbledore said to himself. Although it was cold, they came to the foot of the black building in a few minutes.

After reaching the summit, I looked around and found that there were all snow mountains with different heights. The only building was this black fortress, or tower.

"This should be a prison?"

"Yes."

"But why not lock the door?"

"Because it's not necessary, greendevo won't leave. He stays here by himself. No one detains him. Of course, he doesn't have a magic wand. It's easy to die outside."

"If he had a magic wand, he could easily leave here."

"But he will not leave. He is such a person, and he is old and injured now. He is not such a devil anymore."

Dumbledore seemed to think of something, stunned for a few seconds, and then waved, "let's get ready to go in."

They walked inside and came to the front door. There was a line of words "for greater interests" printed on the top of the front door, which was also Greenwald's motto.

"Do you think that makes sense?"

"The reason is not reasonable. It must be reasonable. After all, everyone is willing to obtain greater benefits, but if this is based on dark means, I don't think it makes any sense."

"... well said!" Dumbledore smiled again. The child said nothing.

So they walked into the castle and saw a dusty hall, but everything was still there, whether it was sofas or tables and chairs.

There are still pictures hanging on the wall, and the gorgeous chandelier on the head can also be used, but it seems that it has not been lit for a long time.

As they moved on, an old voice sounded, breaking the silence here.