Harry never expected that he would hear the name of the company "Future World" many times in the next two days.

On the morning of the third day, he and Ron and Hermione hurried to the Magic Wen Club. Because there was only one week, every member of the club felt a sense of urgency. Even Harry and Ron, who had been restrained before, were patient and did not go to the last Hogsmeade trip this semester.

Of course, this is also related to some real hidden worries pointed out by Hermione. "This kind of opportunity is difficult to find - if the professor does not meet the professor's expectations, not only will the professor send a letter to his home, but he will even have a question mark if there is still a chance next school year. Don't you want to see Malfoy proudly?"

Harry must admit that Hermione's last words touched him, and so did Ron.

"Looking at his arrogant look, he actually forgot about Buckbeck!" Ron was indignant about this.

Yesterday, when Draco Malfoy left the classroom, he showed off his learning progress to them. Ron chose to fight back with the news that the Buckbeck case won. As a result, Malfoy didn't remember the name at all and said sarcastically: "Is this a doll you made by yourself, Ronny?"

Several Slytherin students laughed, because of George's mistake, everyone in the club knew what Ron's nickname was.

...

They came to the stronghold of the Magic Wen Club, and Hermione outlined a Magic Wen in the air with her fingers and stuck it to the door. The door opened quietly. When the three of them walked into the room, the door behind them automatically closed.

Professor Hepp was sitting on the sofa and chatting with Neville. Hermione, who was sharp-eyed, saw Neville handing the professor an invitation with golden and red patterns intertwined.

"I received it, Neville," said the professor.

Neville smiled shyly at Harry and the others, and pointed his finger into the stone basin next to him, and his whole body was sucked in. Harry began to imagine a scene where Professor Hayp suddenly appeared when he landed from the air.

Harry and Ron entered the space in the stone basin one after another, and Hermione stayed for the last time. Looking at Felix, she obviously had something to say.

"Please sit, Granger."

Hermione sat next to him, "Can I talk to you, Professor?"

"Of course, you have already walked their path in advance. I designed this teaching process based on your learning progress." Felix said with a smile. He leaned over and let his palm brush across the stone basin, and his fingertips dripped a few lights. "Okay, no one will hear the conversation between us."

Hermione pulled out the time converter hidden in her clothes and said hesitantly: "Professor, do you think I should hand it in?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I violated the agreement with Professor McGonagall and used it outside of learning. She trusted me so much, if she knew-" Hermione said sadly.

"Miss Granger," Felix emphasized, "Do you think it's only me and you who know about it? Maybe you have to count your two good friends?"

Hermione widened her eyes: "Professor, you mean, there are others who know, know--" Her hands and feet became cold, and on the day of the Battle of the Bridge, she violated at least hundreds of laws set by the Ministry of Magic.

"Let's make a simple review of what happened that day: we did cheat time, or, more accurately, just fill in a piece of history."

Felix said calmly: "In order to wait until the scene you mentioned, even if they encountered crises several times, I never showed up. I kept observing it. It was less than a foot away from Harry at the closest time... I didn't guide Harry until your experience became everyone's experience, and he also successfully displayed his powerful patron saint, and then what happened next."

Hermione nodded, the professor told him, and she agreed very much.

Felix continued: "But there is a flaw here - I suddenly appeared in front of everyone. For those who know you have a time converter, it is easy to deduce a lot of things from this tiny detail, such as President Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall..."

"What about the Ministry of Magic?" Hermione held her breath.

"The Aurors should not know such a secret matter, at least they cannot think of you, but Furge... I don't know if his head filled with power can think of it, but he can't verify it." Felix spread his hands and said.

Hermione quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm not trying to scare you, but tell you the issues I've overlooked before. So, if Professor McGonagall pretends not to know, you don't have to say everything, as this will embarrass you all... But I suggest you give up some elective courses, you're very tired this year."

Hermione bit her lip with a very entangled expression. She thought to herself that she had given up divination. As long as she gave up another subject, she could have a normal class schedule, and she already had the answer in her mind.

She chose Muggle research before, thinking that looking at ordinary people from the perspective of the magic world would be fascinating. However, after a year, putting aside the freshness, she realized that in some common sense, the professors in this course did not know more than she did, and the views in the textbooks were also quite outdated and pedantic, not as much as the books written by Professor Haypu brought her.

"Professor, I've figured it out and I'll return the time converter to Professor McGonagall."

Later today, she had a suitable time - at Professor Lupin's farewell party.

...

When the day's study ended, Harry heard Percy and Penelo whispering in a low voice when he walked out of the classroom.

"Penello, how are you thinking?"

Penelo hesitated, "I want to do something meaningful, the future world you are talking about is just a newly established company, maybe just a small shop?"

“Its ads are tempting, isn’t it?”

"Maybe it's just talking big..."

"No, look at its reward, it's fifty gallons a month, which is much higher than the ministry of the Ministry of Magic, and I can't get the money-"

"I didn't choose a job for money!" Penelo said angrily.

"I know, I know, but this also means that the company is very sincere and lacks people," Percy tried his best to persuade his girlfriend: "Don't rush to make a decision, Penelo. When the holiday is over, I'll go and have a look with you, right in Diagon Alley..."

In the evening, Harry came to Professor Lupin's office.

Professor Dark Magic Defense's office moved to the third floor. Harry always suspected that the battle between Professor Lupin and Snape ruined the original room. On the day of the duel, he saw a flash of scenes of the two confrontation in Professor Hayp's eyes.

But neither Professor Lupin nor Professor Hepp admitted it, and he really didn't have the courage to ask Snape - the result was predictable, he would be deducted 50 points, plus a week's confinement.

Lupin's office door was open. He had packed most of the items. Grindello's empty water tank stood next to his worn-out box, which was almost full.

"I saw you coming." Lupin said with a smile, pointing to a piece of parchment on the table. Harry leaned over and realized that it was a map of live spots. The map went around and returned to his maker.

Lupin said: "Professor Happ gave it to me a few days ago. He has cracked the secret above. Sirius and I agree that it should belong to you."

"Give it to me?" Harry said in surprise.

"You are restless people like James. I dare say that you, Ron and Hermione will find the place to use this map. If James' son never discovered any secret passages in the castle, James would be disappointed."

"But the secret passage has been blocked..."

"Just the secret passage to Hogsmeade," Lupin added: "The secret passage in the castle is much more than that."

Harry smiled and picked up the map, looked carefully for a while, but he couldn't find Professor Hayp's name. He grinned and the professor really cracked the secret of the map of the live spots.

He stuffed the map into his pocket and saw a newspaper with a corner folded out next to him. The recruitment information on that page attracted his attention, and he read it carefully-

‘The future world welcomes you to join!

This is recruiting from the whole society, regardless of origin, all depends on ability. Anyone who exceeds the ordinary in any three fields of ancient magic literature, alchemy, spell, deformation, magic theory, and research on Muggle can write a letter to apply for a position. Once you choose, you will be given a better salary and you will immediately receive a monthly salary of 50 Gallons.

Our company is committed to practical research on magic and creating a better life for all wizards.

Join the future world, join the future. Await your letter.

In addition: Because our company will involve the improvement and transformation of a large number of Muggle items, those with relevant life experience will be given priority.’

Harry put down the newspaper and hesitated, "Professor Lupin, you are planning..."

"Ah, you say this," Lupin tied his old box tightly and raised his head and said, "After leaving Hogwarts, I don't know what to do for the time being, and I happened to see the information above... I thought, if I can apply for a successful job, even if I get kicked out after only a few months of work, it would be a considerable income."

Harry felt sad for Professor Lupin, not the sudden strong emotions, but like a undercurrent underwater under the calm water, with an irreversible and faint sorrow that poked his heart one by one.

Professor Lupin has been carrying the identity of a werewolf all his life, hiding from all over his tide, staying in one place for less than half a year, and after leaving Hogwarts, he will also lose a stable source of wolf poison.

"You will succeed!" Harry encouraged him loudly.
Chapter completed!