Old Vera sat in the most remote location in the library.

The scene during the day brought him a huge impact, thinking classroom! Magical note! When he thought of the huge knowledge reserves that belonged to Felix Happ, he felt a sense of despair.

From daytime to night, he didn't eat anything. The library administrator passed by him several times, staring at him with suspicion every time.

In the evening, the students were getting a little bit more and more. Fortunately, his position was remote enough that there were no students to disturb his self-pity.

"Let's go inside!" A voice said at this time, "Professor Happ put all the books used in the second project on the innermost bookshelf. There are two tables behind the shelf, which are very hidden..."

Old Vera raised her head and saw three students walking towards her, discussing quickly and quietly.

"Don't be sad," Hermione advised, "You just think of it as the club's extracurricular practice."

"It's easy to say," Ron muttered, "Let's go find Malfoy? I can't afford to lose this person."

Harry also had a depressed expression on his face.

They saw Old Villa, Hermione handed Harry and Ron a look and sat on a table in front of him.

"What are you going to do?" she asked in a low voice, imposing hidden magic around them.

"When he was not paying attention, he was struck to the place where we usually practice magic," Ron suggested.

"No, we will use that classroom in the future." Harry was not very happy.

"Then change it to Myrtle's bathroom," Ron immediately changed his mind, "There is another advantage there, that is, there are few people. Isn't it very good?"

Hermione was surprised to find that Harry had thought for a while, "He will tell me." Harry finally said regretfully.

Hermione took out the textbook from her schoolbag and turned around and Old Vera was gone.

"He left there," Harry whispered, taking out his potion lessons, "Do you know the Ancient Magical Society?"

"I don't know." Ron said.

"I know." This is Hermione's answer.

Harry and Ron looked at her and explained, "It is equivalent to a semi-official organization. Some of the test papers for the Wizard Level Test were produced by them." Hermione looked around and did not find Old Vera's figure, but she lowered her voice: "You also know that professors actually prefer practical magic texts, but the ancient magic text association is exactly the opposite, and they are very repulsive of this."

"It sounds like an old antique that is not as good as a mortal." Ron said thoughtfully, "My aunt is such a person. She always holds a set of rules that have been passed down for centuries. She has always opposed our family having so many children, saying that it would be great if she had stopped at Percy."

Harry and Hermione looked both surprised and funny.

"How could she say that?"

"Who knows," Ron shrugged, "maybe it was because Fred and George had stuffed scattered under her chair... Thankfully, she rarely came since then."

Harry and Hermione laughed.

After a while, Hermione stood up, "I'll get a few reference books, do you need them?"

"certainly!"

"Thank you so much."

Hermione hummed twice and came to the shelf where ancient magic books were placed. She accidentally saw Old Vera's figure. He was still there. She thought in surprise. Hermione quickly picked up the reference books. She was very familiar with these bookshelfs and books were picked out one by one.

"Hello, little girl." Old Vera said hello.

Hermione looked at him angrily, little girl? She is almost sixteen, and few people call her that.

"Hello, Mr. Vera."

"Your name is Hermione Jane Granger? I have read your paper in a magazine... the article "Fire" magic text and the fire curse, and the article "Light" magic text and the light curse." Old Vera said.

"Oh." Hermione looked at him with a book.

"That's right, I heard you are Mr. Hepp's assistant?" Old Vera nodded when she saw Hermione, "Can I know something about you?"

Hermione looked at him suspiciously.

"Ahem! Don't get me wrong," Old Vera said embarrassedly: "I have no malice."

"That's not what you say in the newspaper," Hermione said sharply.

"Oh, uh," Old Vera wiped her sweat. The soft light of the magic lamp on the ceiling reflected on her half-bald forehead. "There were different positions at that time. I've learned about it these two days. I feel that my past thoughts... may be a bit problematic...it's just possible!"

Two minutes later.

When she saw Hermione leading Old Villa to the seat, Ron's eyes almost popped out, and he made a lip : What he just said was heard?

Hermione shook her head. "Mr. Vera wants to ask us some questions," she said, "it's about the professor." She added.

Harry and Ron looked at each other. "Don't want us to betray Professor Happ!" Ron said loudly.

This time it was Old Vera's turn to glar, "Who do you think of me?" He shouted in anger, "After all, I am the vice president of the Ancient Magical Arts Association, how could I do something that is despicable?"

“Isn’t it?”

Old Vera nodded muffledly. He felt that Hogwarts had become completely unaware of him.

At this time, Mrs. Pins suddenly appeared behind the bookshelf with a feather duster, her eyes staring at them like hooks.

"Oh, no!" said Hermione.

Meanwhile, in the Ancient Magician Office, Felix was receiving a guest from the Ministry of Magic.

"Please sit," Felix said gently.

"No," said John Delix briefly. His strong muscle curves appeared from the gray-green double-breasted coat he was wearing. He said in a script: "I am on the orders of Director Sclinger to bring some of the Aurors and the strikers, and you can only read them within my sight. After reading them, I will destroy all the documents in front of you, and you and I will testify together."

"You haven't seen these materials?" Felix looked at the suitcase he was carrying in surprise.

"This is a confidential document," Delix said for granted.

He walked forward, placed the suitcase in front of Felix, took out the wand from his pocket, and waited quietly. When the clock's pointer was at eight o'clock, Delis touched the lock of the box with the tip of the wand, and a "twist" sound came out. Then, the lock automatically popped up and the box was opened.

Felix looked at the emerald green bird standing in the box with interest. It was only the size of a palm, but the sound was not small. A thick stack of documents under the bird's feet should be those personnel information.

When the bird saw the light of day again, it immediately jumped out, spread its wings and flew out of the window. Felix reached out and pulled it into his hand, trapping it in his hand, and carefully looking.

"It's better not." Delis said, holding a wand in his hand. "This is a warning bird, born for secrets, and it will bring the command "everything goes well" back to the ministry. If you trap it for a while, it may burn itself."

"Alchemy items?" Felix said with interest. He let go of his hand and the emerald green bird flew away smoothly.

In the following time, Delix stood opposite Felix like a stone statue, watching him read the document without saying a word.

Felix saw many familiar names, such as Tonks, Abbott Barker, Kingsley, and even Delix himself. In an hour, he finished reading all the information.
Chapter completed!