Chapter 250： Reasons to laugh at the pure-blood family

Felix looked up from the black cover of "Magic Features", "Miss Granger, you are doing useless work. This is the external reflection of thinking, not thinking itself. After the magic is cancelled, everything will disappear."

The little witch said with joy, "At least it looks good, doesn't it?"

Felix shook his head and buried his head behind the book, but he couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth. This feeling of being cared about was good.

The gifts he opened today also made him happy.

Although it will be Christmas tomorrow, some friends who are far away have already sent gifts early, but he is very surprised, why does Bellby want to give him a bottle of wolf poison potion?

Belby has already sent it once, hasn't it, don't I look like a werewolf? Even if Bellby wrote "the most satisfactory work at the moment" on the sticky note, what does it have to do with him?

The only consolation is that Xiaohongshu Book Company and l.c.a Comic Book Publishing House have sent the latest issue of dividends, which add up to 8,000 gallons.

This time the bulk of the income has become Andis's side. In his letter, he mentioned "sell crazy" three times, and the remaining words and sentences all expressly imply that he "hurry up to prepare a new book!"

Felix threw his letter aside, joking, only one book a year, no need for more. When he became a master of memory magic, he was determined to extend the frequency of books published to two or three years.

Well, thinking about it this way, I should throw out the new paper. This paper contains the treatment data of the Longbottoms and a set of simple treatment methods. He believes that the entire magical world will dance with his quill pen.

However, this time I should look for a professional publication. The Daily Prophet is completely unbranded...

And Neville, he also sent a gift. As for the result, he has no idea.

Hermione's figure gradually became transparent, similar to the ghost in the castle. This was a manifestation of excessive use of the brain, and she could no longer maintain her consciousness stably.

Felix canceled the Mind House Magic.

"There is no need to be impatient, Miss Granger, you already have more'time' than others." He hinted, and at the same time invited some bottles and cans, "Pumpkin juice, butter beer, honey water, fruit juice, you Choose for yourself."

Hermione poured herself a glass of juice, added two drops of the cheering potion and the invigorating potion, and took a sip of it. She felt that she was alive again.

Hermione couldn't help asking, "Why do I feel that time is running out?"

Felix turned his head away, wondering if there was any credit for it, but he gave her all the ancient magic writing test papers for third and fourth grades. After thinking about it carefully, it was really not appropriate. His little assistant was already very busy this year. Up.

He wondered, maybe he could take a part of the test paper work and give it to the members of the Mowen Club? The sixth grade students are very idle... idle is also idle.

"Have a snack-now it's a holiday, you don't have to buy extra time for yourself, do you?" Felix said.

The effect of the euphoria made Hermione’s brows stretched, “There’s something new to add. I’m going to look up information for Hagrid’s hearing and defend Barcobic. If I don’t check it, I don’t know. The Ministry of Magic is in this respect. Bad signs..."

Felix looked at him for a moment, "When is this?"

"In the last two days," Hermione said, "It is said that Lucius Malfoy learned about Draco Malfoy's injury and reported Hagrid to the Ministry of Magic and demanded that Barcobic be executed. Oh my God, Hagrid was very sad when we went to see him..."

"Hagrid never thought about paying a fine?"

"Fine?" Hermione was visibly stunned. "I did see examples of fines in the data, but those who were assigned to the Dangerous Animals Committee--"

"Dangerous Animal Disposal Committee? It shouldn't be this department..." Felix frowned. "You will elaborate on this matter."

Hermione said, "Oh, okay—it was the first day of the holiday, and Harry was in a bad mood. Ron and I thought it might be a good idea to see Hagrid..."

"Harry in a bad mood?"

"Yes, because he was on three broomsticks the day before—cough cough!" She coughed violently. "Sorry, Professor. I mean, Ron and I had no intention of being on our Hogsmeade trip before the holiday. I heard a conversation between the Minister of Magic, Professor McGonagall, and Rosmerta. They talked about Harry's father, Sirius Black, and mentioned many things..."

Felix didn't know what he was thinking, he nodded, "What then?"

"Then, uh... Harry was in a bad mood-we went to Hagrid. Hagrid made himself very embarrassed and drunk. He showed us the letter from the Ministry of Magic, to the effect that he accepted Lu Xiu. Malfoy filed a formal complaint and referred the matter to the Committee for Disposal of Dangerous Organisms."

"The hearing is on April 20th, in the London office." Hermione finished speaking, watching Professor Haipu fall into deep thought, she added: "Hagrid said that the people who deal with the dangerous biological committee are a bunch of weird people. !"

Felix laughed, "Those people... how do you say? They are marginal figures, doing unpleasant jobs. You can tell by their names that there is a high probability that the magical creatures placed there will not be spared."

"Well, isn't Hagrid destined to lose?" Hermione said angrily.

"Nothing is absolute, but I know at least one thing, the procedure is incorrect."

"what?"

"The procedure is incorrect, Miss Granger. Normally, I mean, according to the law established by the Ministry of Magic, even if someone complains, the matter must first be handed over to the Department of Management and Control of Fantastic Beasts—that is, for disposal The higher-level departments of the Hazardous Biology Committee are in charge of unless they are of a bad nature and require almost no trial, they will be directly delegated. In this way, the results of the hearing are often not very good."

Hermione was silent for a few seconds, and said angrily: "It's Malfoy! They influenced the choice of the Ministry of Magic. I heard that the Malfoy family donates a lot of money to the Ministry every year!"

"It's a reasonable guess." Felix nodded. He took a sip of butter beer. "There is no need to be angry. The pureblood family always has an extraordinary influence on these trivial things."

Hermione looked at him blankly. The professor seemed to look down on the pure-blood family?

"The pure-blood family is like a group of spiders, relying on years and years to weave a huge web. They are well informed, have many eyes and ears, and are accustomed to seeing the wind. They encounter some small bugs, and even some small birds. It can be swallowed clean...Even if you encounter an uncontestable danger, you can hide in a dark corner and quietly wait for the danger to pass."

"Professor, do you mean they are simply unable to fight against huge creatures?" Hermione felt that she understood the professor's thinking.

"No, I laughed at them for not being aggressive and not making the spider web indestructible and unbreakable."