"You should also contribute to the magazine "New Interpretation of Magical Texts"?"

Cedric nodded.

"It's already sent out."

"I will leave this note first, and I need to take a closer look, and then we will discuss it..."

Then Felix waved to Draco, and he came over reluctantly.

"Tell me, what do you think?" Felix asked, looking towards the sofa, the Greengrass sisters were looking over. "Your classmates can see that you are not normal lately. I told you before that if you have something to do, you can come to me."

"They meddled in other people's business," Draco said boredly, "especially the little one, I blamed me for ruining her ghost food."

Felix asked a few casually about the incident, probably because Astoria got a ghost food from somewhere. This thing is actually quite rare and difficult to preserve. It is only available in Classroom No. 7, so he gave Valen some-

He turned his head and stared at Valen, well, he seemed to know where Astoria got the ghost food.

The plot afterwards is Astoria showed off, but Draco was accidentally broken. "I lost the game at that time, and she suddenly jumped out without paying attention." Draco defended himself.

"What's going on lately?"

Draco's face was fainted and flushed. Felix was very experienced in this. "I promise not to tell it." So Draco took out a delicate, gorgeous and complex emblem from his pocket.

When Felix saw the letter ‘M’ above, he guessed it roughly.

"The family emblem of the Malfoy family?"

Draco nodded, "Put it in the letter my mother sent." Felix knew in his heart that the letter was passed on by him.

"So they threw the blame to you?" Felix asked with a smile, "What are you getting?"

"A little bit," Draco said hesitantly, looking at him carefully, "Professor, are you going to forcibly break the secret law after the war?"

Felix scratched his head a little, "You all surprised me one by one today - who told you?" Isn't this a rumor? He himself used this to mock Grindelwald.

"Isn't it?" Draco seemed very disappointed. Seeing the professor raise his eyebrows, he hurriedly said, "I guessed it myself. Professor, I think you must have heard of the name of my grandfather Abraxas Malfoy?" He asked expectantly.

“I heard something.”

"He passed away when I was a kid, and I remembered his words recently. He said, "Draco swallowed, "Everyone has his own position. The difference is that the position of the strong is not called the position, but the mission."

"Oh?" Felix said in an unknown manner.

"I thought, if you have this plan, I can do my part," Draco stammered. "You told me before that my wand is suitable for medical magic, plus employment consultation after school starts...I'm looking up this information recently."

Felix has only one idea at the moment, and Lucius can retire as soon as possible.

It turns out that Draco did not want to be a therapist, but had the idea of ​​"Muggle-Witcher United Hospital". Although his ideas were not perfect, they were enough to surprise Felix.

"Your thoughts... are a bit ahead of time, and I can't give you a clear answer. After all, the future is hard to say, but you can really work hard in this regard. According to your ideas, at least you must first become an excellent therapist. There are a lot of things you need to learn."

Draco returned to the sofa and sat down. Neville, Harry and Ron came over. Hermione thought about it and followed.

The three boys looked at him with a gaze and were very eager for the way he said "to get high scores". As for Hermione, she was very disgusted with the clever approach, but in order to understand the situation, she still came over.

‘I’m inquiring about information.’ Hermione told himself.

Felix didn't talk nonsense, and asked them to wait here for a while, and took out a set of potion textbooks from the bedroom.

He stroked the cover emotionally: "They helped me a lot."

"Is this the potion textbook you did when you were in school?" Harry guessed.

"Ah, how do you say it? You don't think I could afford new textbooks when I was in school, did you?" Felix said. "The school's funding fund was very limited at that time, and I had to be careful. I could only afford second-hand books and old robes, but there is a saying, 'Think more of everything, you can be better than now.'"

"Not long after school started, I found that the school had storage cabinets that specially placed old textbooks. I spent some time choosing the best-looking ones - I can't believe that some people's textbooks are close to brand new, with only one name on them."

Harry lowered his head and stared at the set of teaching materials in the professor's hand. He was ragged and flew with the corners, as if he had suffered terrible abuse.
Chapter completed!