Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 498 The busyness begins immediately
The faculty dinner before the start of school was always held in a very harmonious and warm atmosphere. Everyone, including Amosta, drank a lot of wine. Professor Trelawney, who had particularly no control over this drink, ended up becoming He was the first person to take care of Madam Pomfrey's business this school year.

She was carried out of the Great Hall by Madam Pomfrey and Madam Pince and sent directly to the campus hospital to sober up.

Before Severus left, he glanced at Amosta, obviously wanting to communicate with him. Amosta also understood his look, but Professor McGonagall got there first.

After the dinner, Professor McGonagall, who was in working mode, was not so good-natured towards Amosta. She grabbed Amosta, who was about to have a private chat with Severus, and Dumbledore was full of smiles. Under his eyes, he pulled him up the stairs without any explanation and walked towards his office.

"Only you, Amosta!"

Amosta, who knew he was going to be criticized, behaved honestly. He sat on the triangular stool on the other side of Professor McGonagall's desk, with his back straight.

At the dinner just now, both of them drank a lot of wine. As soon as Professor McGonagall entered his office, he first opened the window of the room to let the cool air blow in, then walked to the fireplace and made tea while angrily said,
"Professor Victor returned to Hogwarts ten days ago. Even Professor Dumbledore didn't leave the house three days ago. It's only you, Amosta. There are so many things going on, but you haven't come back until now. !”

"I also have a lot to deal with--"

Amosta pursed his lips and whispered, and then he was given a sharp look by Professor McGonagall.

Although the semester had not yet begun, Professor McGonagall's desk was still piled with piles of documents. After passing the hot tea to Amosta, she rummaged through the piles of documents, and then, a pile of several feet thick The papers were moved to the front of Amosta,

"It's about the Triwizard Tournament——"

Professor McGonagall said

"The specific items of the competition are currently top secret, and only the Ministry of Magic knows about it. However, the Ministry has sent a notice to Hogwarts, asking us to prepare materials for the construction site before the first competition begins. They have made a list. Let’s prepare by following the checklist.”

"Shouldn't Hagrid do this job?"

Amosta smacked his lips and said unhappily.

"Oh, of course, I know you don't have time to run around to prepare these things, but... we don't have money, Amosta. The funds used for teaching activities at Hogwarts every year are directly allocated by the school board. All unexpected expenses need to be applied to the school board. The application report and list are here. I have already signed them. Next, you and Dumbledore need to sign. Well, please finish this matter tonight. Lose!"

Professor McGonagall had a sullen face and pursed her lips.

Looking at this large pile of information, Amosta suddenly felt that he was starting to have a toothache. However, as he suddenly thought of something, his eyes flashed with thought, and he did not complain too much.
"Okay, I promise to get this done as soon as possible. I will go to Principal Dumbledore to sign it."

"The next thing is the second thing, Amosta -" Amosta's cooperative attitude made Professor McGonagall's face soften a lot, "It's about your physical education class, Amosta, not only I’m the only one who thinks your class time needs to be adjusted.”

"what's wrong?"

"I don't object to you letting those children take some time to go to the court to exercise every day, Amosta, it will be good for them, but many professors have expressed their opinions to me about the lectures after dinner every other day. , they believe that this time arrangement is not reasonable enough, because that time is the time when the little wizards mainly deal with homework and preview homework. In order to get back this occupied time, the little wizards either have to stay up late or study correctly. I messed around with my homework afterward.”

"I have considered whether to add this course to the elective courses after the third grade, but the teaching method of this course is still being explored, which means it is not mature yet, so I do not plan to take it seriously in the short term. scope push,”

Amosta frowned and said,

"If it's not arranged in the evening, unless it's the weekend--"

"The time on the rest day belongs to the children. We generally do not choose to arrange formal courses during this time."

Professor McGonagall said decisively.

"Then what is your suggestion?"

This was indeed a troublesome question, and Amosta threw it back to Professor McGonagall. "My idea is still to arrange it on a school day-"

Professor McGonagall seemed to have considered this issue for a long time. She said straightforwardly,
"Since you are not planning to incorporate the course into the Hogwarts syllabus for the time being, it means that the number of young wizards participating in this course is fixed. I noticed that most of them are fourth-year students. Students, you can choose a time that meets the needs of most fourth- and fifth-grade wizards. As for senior students who have passed the OWLS exam, they have relatively ample time. Of course, you can reserve the right to attend classes in the evening."

At present, there is no good way to solve this problem. Amosta can only get the class schedules of all the little wizards and choose a time that does not conflict with their courses to teach, and the rest cannot be avoided. , Amosta had to go and greet their dean and professor.

Interfering with other people's normal teaching is undoubtedly an offending thing, Amosta looked melancholy.

"One more thing, Amosta—"

Looking at Amosta, who was having a headache arranging class time, Professor McGonagall's solemn expression suddenly became a little unnatural.

"It's about the security plan you submitted to the International Federation of Wizards before, about the teaching arrangements for the young wizards of the two schools during the Triwizard Tournament held in Hogwarts -"

"what's wrong?"

Amosta came back to his senses, looked at Professor McGonagall who was hesitant to speak, and raised his brows in surprise.

"What do you think is wrong?"

"Oh, no problem -"

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, with a bit of complaint in her tone.
"This is a rare opportunity, isn't it? I mean, to communicate with young wizards from other magic schools, but you arranged for Durmstrang students to take classes with Slytherin, and Beauxbatons at La Winklaw, look, I am the Head of Gryffindor, Amosta, and I have to fight for this precious opportunity for the children."

The complaining look in Professor McGonagall's eyes made Amosta groan. He did not choose Slytherin or Ravenclaw out of favoritism.

"this matter--"

Amosta rubbed his brows,
"It's not that I don't give opportunities to the young wizards of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. Professor McGonagall, I made this plan at that time mainly because the young wizards of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were far away. Come here and experience a teaching style that is completely different from what they are used to. I think they will need a relatively peaceful learning environment.”

Amosta stopped mid-sentence. He believed Professor McGonagall could understand.

The young wizards from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff schools are relatively out-of-the-box. Let them stay with young wizards from foreign schools. You can predict where their focus will be during the final exam. What will happen to the results?

Professor McGonagall frowned and thought for a while, then nodded a little melancholy.
"Okay, I must admit that your considerations are reasonable-"

The two chatted about other topics about teaching and competitions. Half an hour later, Amosta waved his magic wand, and the files that needed to be processed on Professor McGonagall's desk disappeared with a pop, returning to him first. own office.

Standing in the corridor, Amosta looked on both sides, a little unsure of who to look for first.

"Well, Dumbledore is a night owl, so let's go to Professor Snape to report first--"

Amosta muttered and walked down the stairs.





(End of this chapter)