Obviously, the old wizard's words touched the middle-aged wizard, and he had been persuaded and shaken by the other party.

‘Hmph!’

‘Let’s just pretend that we don’t know for the time being, and wait until the goods are shipped ashore before we talk about it!’

‘Since they chose to cooperate and did not intercept our goods on the spot, it proves that we still have several days to think of a good way…’

Obviously, the Aurors in the Ministry of Magic must only focus on that ship, so they still have a chance. As long as they operate well, they can make money and protect themselves. At that time, will it be the pursuit of hundreds of Aurors in the sky?

He believed that the big man would definitely not give up on the goods and would definitely help them! So now, what they have to do is to protect themselves and continue to hide their identity.

However, the line in North America may not be used in the future. This time the action is indeed a little too big, which is inevitable... However, there is no rush for this kind of thing, and you can wait until the limelight is over before re-censing it.

'yes……'

‘Then I'll go back first?’

When the middle-aged wizard saw that the other party had made up his mind, he thought about it and could only grit his teeth and nod, and prepare to stand up and leave.

'etc!'

‘There are two hundred Jin Jialong here, I will give it to your friend in the Ministry of Magic first! Tell him that keeping the information open will inevitably have his benefits after the matter is completed!’

‘This is another two hundred Jin Jialong, which is used as your activity fund for the time being.’

Suddenly, the old wizard called the other party, then reached out to touch his counter for a few times, and took out two large pockets and threw them directly to the other party.

‘I understand! What else do you have to tell me?’

The middle-aged wizard put on a hood, hid himself in the darkness and put away the two bags before finally asking.

‘No more, go back!’

The old wizard waved his hand, not wanting to say more. At the same time, he stretched out his wand and spurted a tiny lightning bolt on the head of the wand and hit the thing that emitted black mist like black mud, they actually slowly contracted to the eaves again?

‘Then I'll leave first…’

The middle-aged wizard did not dare to stay for too long. He pushed them directly and walked out of the small shop located in the overturned alley, allowing the small "suspended business" tag behind him to sway "rattle" on the dilapidated door handle.

‘Hmph…’

After seeing that guy off, the old wizard snorted a few times before slowly getting up, strolled to the door, and took the opportunity to take away the small sign.

After all, business still needs to be done. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still a piece of meat, right?

As for what just happened...

But he didn't care too much, because he believed that it would not take long before the Ministry of Magic would be restrained by something more important! At that time, the Aurors in the Ministry of Magic would probably have no intention of paying attention to them, such as "small-making" smugglers.

After all, their level of harm is very low. Compared with some evil "dark wizards", they at least do not endanger the peace of the wizarding world and the authority of the Ministry of Magic, right?

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Ding Ding Dong~!?

On Halloween afternoon, as Filch rings the bell, the second magic open class from a little girl from Hogwarts finally started again!

As the class bell rang, professors such as Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall and Frieve, who were late at last, had to find that this time, the large classroom seemed not enough, because the students had already filled all the seats, and even the aisle was full of people. No one had ever thought of preparing a few front seats for them as professors?

‘…’

‘…’

Seeing this situation, professors such as Snape, McGonagall and Frieve looked at each other helplessly and walked directly to the other side of the podium, preparing to stand and listen to a class like that?

Although they had thought of using the spell to create a chair, the classroom was crowded with people and the location was extremely limited, so it was better to just stand.

“….”

However, Principal Dumbledore did not intend to stop classes standing like Snape and the others.

So, his deep and shiny presbyopia looked around and found that there was indeed no empty space, so he had to sweep his eyes to the students in the front row, and quickly locked in the middle of the front row, sitting next to Harry and Hermione's child.

The position is so good. If he didn't give it to him, the old man Dumbledore, I'm afraid everyone will be dissatisfied, right?

So, he walked directly towards the Weasley boy in the surprised eyes of professors such as Snape standing opposite him.

"Ahem!"

"Student Ron..."

"May I ask, can you give me a seat for this old man? I think you know that I am already very old and my legs are a little unsophisticated. I am not as good as you young people who can stand for as long..."

This is also impossible, because no one expected that this time, no one would reserve a seat for the professors... Therefore, if he didn't want to stand aside like Snape and the others and stand for one class, what else could he do besides his own students' ideas?

You know, he is not only the head of the school, but also an elderly man over 100 years old. Can the Weasley children still bear to watch and dare not give him a seat? Besides, who made the other party occupy such a good position? It is the front row and the middle position?!

"ah?"

"this……"

I never expected that I had sat down well, but now I was so unscrupulously asked by Principal Dumbledore in front of me? You must know that this time, he finally got the position!

“…”

"Okay, OK...Professor Dumbledore, please sit down?"

There was no choice but to look around, it seemed that there was no other place. At this time, almost all the students looked at him, and Dumbledore deliberately pointed his name. In the end, Ron had to stand up with a little aggrieved and gave up his position to the other party.

Then, he had a bitter face, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, so he walked awkwardly to Professor Snape who stared at him with a dark face.

The other party is the principal, Dumbledore, and he even named himself. What else can he do? If he dares not give up his seat to Principal Dumbledore, he will definitely receive several yelling letters from his mother Molly tomorrow, right?

That kind of thing must be done!!

He could even imagine the content of his mother's yelling letter, such as: 'Ron, you disappointed me so much. How dare you not give up your seat to the principal, you are a scum of the Weasley family, a morally degraded person, a scum…' and so on?

"Thank you so much!"

Anyway, he was very old and had not many years to live, so Dumbledore felt that it was useless to keep his face. Therefore, after nodding and thanking him with a smile to Ron, who was standing aside, he completely ignored whether the students would think or the sarcastic look that Snape had, and sat down calmly in the best position in the middle of the front row where Ron was just sitting and still warm.

"Hello, Miss Granger, and Harry, I'm glad to see you guys?"

After sitting down, Dumbledore, who felt that the position was very comfortable, lowered his head, nodded and smiled at Harry and Hermione, who were sitting side by side on his left.

Sure enough, nothing is more comfortable than sitting comfortably and listening to others' lectures... You know, after being a professor and principal for so many years, Dumbledore didn't have much chance to sit in class and listen to other people's classes.

‘Hello, Professor Dumbledore!’

‘Hello, Principal Dumbledore…’

After looking at the pitiful Ron in the distance, Harry and Hermione turned their heads and asked helplessly to someone who was disrespectful to him.

To be honest, they really think Ron was in a bad mood today. He failed to register first, but was ridiculed by Malfoy for a long time. Now he finally took a good position in the front row, but he was asked by Principal Dumbledore?

This is really...

What else can they say?!

Swish!!

Suddenly, what surprised everyone was: with a blue magic light flashing, everyone thought that a professor would definitely be late, arrived in the classroom on time with magic similar to the phantom movement not long after the class ringing?

“Hi~!”

()

"Good afternoon everyone~!"

(????-)?

Yes, Anne arrived on time and was about to start her second magic open class at Hogwarts. As for why she was so on time today, it was not worth telling outsiders.

?华?华?

"The class is now started. Today I will explain to you a very magical magic, its name is-"

(*^▽^*)

"barrier!!"

(^_?)☆

After saying that, he went straight to the topic. Little Anne, who was not at all procrastinated and stretched out her little finger. He pointed it lightly in the sky of the large classroom, and rows of words composed of flames or appeared above it, ensuring that all teachers and students could clearly see them.

?barrier?

?Put a layer of shield on your body and absorb 115-455 (depending on the caster's personal ability) points of real damage, lasting 2 seconds.?

?The formula for damage calculation points...?

“…”

(灬owo灬)

"Well, Hermione, do you have any problems?"

Σ(⊙w⊙`)?

Little Anne, who was just about to explain, saw Hermione's hand holding high, helplessly clicked the other party's name, trying to see what questions the other party had.

"Professor Anne!"

"What is real harm?"
To be continued...