Chapter 329

RIKEN bookstore, a bookstore on the north side of Diagon lane, is very popular. Almost all the students in Hogwarts come here to choose the textbooks they need.

The main purpose of Zhou Yi's coming here is to select some books as teaching materials for the students who are going to teach.

If he wants some information himself, it's obvious that the Hogwarts library is the best choice.

Will you be chosen to be a professor of defense against the dark arts?

Zhou Yi is not worried about this.

Knowing that being a professor of defense against the dark arts course at Hogwarts would be cursed, there are not many candidates who will accept the job. Basically, they are people with other purposes.

In this case, if Dumbledore will find other witches... Zhou Yi can only say that Dumbledore's vision is wrong.

It's clear that Dumbledore's vision has not gone wrong.

It's not for no reason that lichen bookstore was chosen as the place for Hogwarts to buy textbooks. With its wide storefront and all kinds of books in good order, it looks like a small library at first glance.

There were many people, and the salesman was a little busy. Zhou Yi saw a book and held out his hand.

The cover of the book is a huge bee, and the title of the book is——

"Honey bee candy!"

After hearing the command, the huge stone beast moved aside, revealing the automatic revolving stairs behind.

A tall, serious looking woman with a pair of square glasses went up to the top of the stairs, pushed the door open and went in: "albus, what's the matter with you in such a hurry for fox to come to me?"

"Well, Mileva, I found a good wizard who would like to come to Hogwarts to teach defense against the dark arts." Dumbledore put the quill aside, looked at Professor McGonagall in front of him and said, "please sit down."

"I remember we've recruited a professor of defense against the dark arts this year, Professor Chilo," MEG sat down and said, "what's the matter with him that he can't come?"

"No, no, Professor Chilo doesn't have any problems, but in the words of the wizard, I think we need to recruit another professor of defense against the dark arts." Dumbledore explained, and then told Professor McGonagall the reason Zhou Yi said to him.

"What he said is very reasonable..." Professor McGonagall thought about it carefully after listening to it and said, "which excellent wizard is he?"

"I don't think you've met him. He's a very young wizard from China," Dumbledore handed some notepaper to Professor McGonagall. "This is his information. I just asked my friends to investigate it from the Ministry of magic's database."

"... is he still a staff maker?" Professor McGonagall saw behind and exclaimed, "so young?"

"Not only that, he also has excellent strength," Dumbledore said with a smile, squinting his eyes. "To be honest, he gives me a good feeling. I have an inexplicable premonition that he can break the curse of the professorship."

"Now that you've said that, Albus," Professor McGonagall read through all the information, "what objection can I have?"

"I'm glad we've come to an agreement again, Mileva," said Dumbledore, handing Professor McGonagall the letter and quill he had just written, as well as a plate of slowly nourishing bee candy on one side. "Would you like some?"

"I still want to keep my teeth naturally," Professor McGonagall said, shaking his head and refusing. He took the writing paper and quill and glanced at them. "Is it going to be sent to the Ministry of magic so soon?"

"In another month, school will begin. It will take time to arrange the timetable, choose the teaching age and teaching materials." Dumbledore picked up a piece of honey bee candy, threw it into his mouth and squinted with satisfaction. "We have to give our new professor enough time to prepare."

"In addition to the strength and other factors you said," Professor McGonagall signed and handed the letter and quill back to Dumbledore. "If this wizard can really hold the post, then, even if it's just by his face, he will get a lot of praise... He is absolutely the most handsome defense against dark arts teacher in history."

"Ha ha ha!" Dumbledore laughed, took the letter and the quill, put the quill aside, and began to put the letter in the envelope. "I don't think you're going to say that to him face to face."

"Of course not!" Professor McGonagall's righteous speech.

"In a word, I'm looking forward to this new professor." Dumbledore sealed the envelope, waved, let fox fly over, and then handed the letter to fox.

Fox grabbed the envelope with his claws, flapped his wings, turned and left, leaving behind a brilliant spark and a bright sound of Fengming.

"Goo Goo ~"

"Well..." Zhou Yi looked at the owl in front of him, lost in thought.

Zhou Yi has been to lichen bookstore. After reading some books, he decided that the textbook for grade one to grade four was still the dark forces: a guide to self defense. If it was necessary to teach other grades, he would choose other textbooks.

I can't help it. For Zhou Yi, who has received 16 years of Chinese education, seeing these textbooks... Except that the self-defense guide is a systematic summary of some things, others are just like storybooks.

Some of the knowledge in these books, such as the means to deal with magical creatures, may be authentic, but it is obvious that their authors have not systematically learned how to edit a textbook... It is equivalent to a physics professor putting his own experimental process into the book. There are dry goods, not obvious.

"Well, I'll just sum it up!" Zhou Yi thought, "give those students a new Hogwarts school experience!"

While thinking, Zhou Yi and the owl in front of him stare at each other.

Owls have many kinds of calls, and their calls are different. Some of them sound like snakes, and some of them sound like laughter. But Zhou Yi still said, "OK, obviously not." Zhou Yi just joked and said, "then... Xiaobai!"

"Goo!"

"Ah... I am named waste..." Zhou Yi continued to ponder, after a long time, "late autumn, how?"

"Goo Goo?"

"It means that late autumn is coming and winter is coming," Zhou Yi explained. "It matches your appearance."

"Gu Gu ~" the late autumn opens his mouth, his eyes become round, and his whole body relaxes. The afterglow of the setting sun pours on his snow-white body, which makes him very... Cute (see the chapter of colored eggs).

"Then you will be called late autumn." Zhou Yi nodded his head and did as the Romans did not include the name. If it was called in foreign countries, it would be the same as some people's names. Zhou Yi felt that it would be very embarrassing if it was called by the same name as someone else?

Zhou Yi brings Muqiu to the broken cauldron bar.

The owner of the bar is old Tom. Although there is no brilliant performance in the original book, the event of lighting the fireplace by casting magic without a stick shows that he is a hidden big man.

In this world, casting magic without staff is a very rare ability, which can only be mastered by people with excellent magic attainments.

Besides, apart from this, what is the simple role of the boss who controls the entrance and exit of such an important place as Diagon Alley?

Of course, it has nothing to do with Zhou Yi.

"New guests!" Old Tom happily looked at Zhou Yi who came to the bar, "do you need anything? Try the new butter beer? I promise, the butter beer here is better than Hogsmeade's! "

"I need to stay here for a period of time, about a month," Zhou Yi said with a smile, "and a glass of butter beer by the way."

"To your satisfaction!" Old Tom opened the cabinet beside him, took out a brass key from it and handed it to Zhou Yi. "It's for you. It's a gold gallon in all!"

"Old Tom, that won't do! Well... Still so handsome, do you want to eat grass for the old cow? " One side, a drunk drunk heard, looked at two eyes, began to coax.

"Ha ha ha..." a few drunkards on one side also laughed.

"Oh... You don't mind. Drunk people don't have a good brain, and it's not good to pursue with them," old Tom said as soon as he saw Zhou Yi turning around to look at him. "And... If you think about it, it's a compliment!"

"I have enough self-confidence in myself, and I don't need others to boast about it, let alone in this form..." Zhou Yi shrugged, "can you punish me a little?"

"Of course... As long as it doesn't kill people." Old Tom whispered.

"I'm not a lunatic." Zhou Yi shook his head and pointed to the drunk.

"Dong!"

The heads of several drunkards seemed to be held down by something and hit the table at the same time, making a huge and orderly sound. Then they fainted completely and collapsed to the ground without any other reaction.

The bar, which used to be very busy, was suddenly silent. Many people saw the movement here, but no one came forward to take charge of it. It's just... Who would have thought that in one round, these drunkards would be "killed"?

Moreover, it's still no stick casting!

Still so young, a handsome wizard to show it!

"As you can see, they provoked us first," said Zhou Yi with a gentle smile. I'm Zhou Yi, a staff maker from China. I'm very glad to meet you... Although there were some disagreements, in fact, I'm a good talker. "

With that, Zhou Yi took the butter beer from old Tom and drank it.

"It's not bad." Zhou Yi returned the cup to old Tom, and took out ten jin Jialong and handed them to old Tom. "These are maintenance expenses. Is that enough?"

"More, more than one kingalon!" Old Tom took only one Dao.

"The rest of you, please have a drink." Zhou Yi put nine gold jarons on the bar, "how can I get to the residence?"

"Just go up the stairs over there. Your room is 206, Mr. Zhou," old Tom said. "Besides, the sound insulation of the bar may not be very good..."

"Oh, that's not a problem. I can arrange some sound insulation magic," Zhou Yi nodded and looked at the people around him who were still silent. "Have a nice drink."

Having said that, Zhou Yi takes the late autumn and goes to the stairs.

It wasn't until Zhou Yi disappeared in the field of vision. After a while, there was a sound of the door opening and closing. People began to talk in a low voice. Among them, sentences like "no stick casting", "so young", "don't know where it came from" appeared most frequently.

"Dong Dong!" Old Tom knocked on the bar twice. "Be careful. Don't always think you're like Merlin when you're drunk! Especially those who have a special hobby, also don't always judge people by their appearance. This time, those idiots bump into each other. Next time, I don't know who it is! Drink honestly. Next time anyone dares to make trouble when he's drunk, I'll drive him out and never let him in! "

"That... Those gold gallows..." a drunkard weakly raised his hand and focused on the gold gallows left by Zhou Yi.

In the light of the flickering candlelight in the bar, the reflected light of gold attracted all the spirits of the drunkard.

Old Tom laughed with anger.

"Drink! You'd better drink to death! " Old Tom said fiercely, the drunkards didn't mind, cheered, and the bar was back to the noise again.

As soon as Zhou Yi entered the room, he released several magic powers, such as sound insulation, purification and defense, to ensure that the place he needed to stay in the next period of time was clean enough. He also released the dusk snow and fed some food.

"I hope Dumbledore can hurry up..." Zhou Yi thought.

Only after you have made sure that you have successfully become a professor of Hogwarts, can you plan for the next step

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