Felix raised his head from the black cover of "Magic Characteristics", "Miss Granger, you are doing useless work. This is an external mapping of thinking, not thinking itself. After the magic is cancelled, everything will disappear."

The little witch said happily: "At least it looks good, doesn't it?"

Felix shook his head and buried his head behind the book, but he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. The feeling of being cared for was still good.

And the gifts he opened today also made him feel happy.

Although tomorrow is Christmas, some friends who are far away have already sent gifts early, but he is very surprised, why would Belby think about giving him a bottle of wolf poison?

Belby has already given it once, right? Doesn’t I look like a werewolf? Even if Belby wrote “the most satisfying work at the moment” on the note, what does this have to do with him?

The only thing worthy of comfort is that Xiaohongshu Book Company and L.C.A Comic Publishing House sent the latest issue of dividends, which totaled 8,000 gallons.

The big part of the income this time became Andys. In the letter he wrote, he mentioned "selling crazy" three times, and the remaining words and sentences all indicate that he "has prepared a new book quickly!"

Felix threw his letter aside and joked that he could publish one a year, but it was really unnecessary to have more. When he remembered the name of the master of magic, he was determined to extend the frequency of publishing to two or three years.

Well, after thinking about it this way, he should have thrown out the new paper. This paper contains treatment data from Longbottoms and his wife, as well as a complete set of simple treatment methods. He believes that the entire magic world will dance with his quill.

However, this time we should find a professional publication, and the "Prophet Daily" has no signs...

Neville also sent a gift, and he had no idea what the result was.

Hermione's figure gradually became transparent, somewhat similar to the ghosts in the castle. This was a manifestation of excessive use of her brain, and she could no longer stabilize her consciousness.

Felix canceled the magic of the house of mind.

"No need to be anxious, Miss Granger, you already have more 'time' than others." He said suggestively, and at the same time attracted some bottles and jars, "Pumpkin juice, butter beer, honey water, juice, you can choose your own choice."

Hermione poured herself a glass of juice, added two drops of joy and impulse potion, and took a big sip of it happily, and she felt like she was alive again.

Hermione couldn't help asking, "Why do I feel that I'm getting less and less time?"

Felix turned his head away, wondering if he had any credit for his own contributions. He handed over all the ancient magical text test papers in grades 3 and 4. After careful consideration, it was indeed not appropriate. His little assistant was already very busy this year.

He thought that maybe he could move part of the test paper and hand it over to members of the Magic Wen Club? The sixth-grade students are very idle... and they are idle.

"Eat some snacks - it's a holiday now, you don't have to buy yourself extra time, right?" Felix said.

The effect of the joy agent made Hermione's brow relax, "There is something new to be added. I want to find information for Hager's hearing and defend Barcobic. If you don't check it, you won't know that the Ministry of Magic has a lot of bad deeds in this regard..."

Felix was stunned, "When was this?"

"The last two days," said Hermione: "It is said that Lucius Malfoy learned about Draco Malfoy's injury and sued Hager to the Ministry of Magic and demanded the execution of Bacobic. Oh my God, when we went to see him, Hager was very sad..."

"Hagige never thought about paying a fine?"

"Fine?" Hermione was obviously stunned. "I did see examples of fines in the information, but anyone who was classified as the Commission for Disposal of Dangerous Animals-"

"The Commission on Disposal of Dangerous Animals? It shouldn't be this department..." Felix frowned, "You talk about this in detail."

Hermione said, "Oh, OK- that was the first day of the holiday. Harry was in a bad mood. Ron and I thought, it might be a good idea to go and see Hagrid..."

"Harry is in a bad mood?"

"Yes, because he was on three brooms the day before - cough cough!" She suddenly coughed violently, "Sorry, Professor. I mean, during his trip to Hogsmeade before the holiday, I overheard the conversation between the Minister of Magic, Professor McGonagall and Rosmerta, and they talked about Harry's father, Sirius Black, and mentioned a lot of things..."

Felix didn't know what he was thinking, he nodded, "What?"

"And then, uh... Harry was in a bad mood - we went to Hager, who made himself very embarrassed and drunk, and he showed us a letter from the Ministry of Magic, which was to accept the formal complaint filed by Lucius Malfoy and handed the matter over to the Commission on Disposal of Dangerous Biology."

"The hearing was on April 20, at the London office." Hermione finished speaking, seeing Professor Hayp in deep thought, she added: "Hagge said that the people who handle the Dangerous Biology Committee are all a bunch of weirdos!"

Felix laughed, "What do you think of those people? They are all marginal figures, doing unpleasant jobs. You can tell by listening to the names that the magical creatures placed there are most likely not to be spared."

"Then, isn't Hagrid destined to lose?" Hermione said angrily.

"Nothing is absolutely absolute, but I know at least one thing, the procedure is incorrect."

"What?"

"The procedure is incorrect, Miss Granger. Normally, I mean, according to the laws set by the Ministry of Magic, even if someone complains, this matter must be handed over to the Magical Animal Management and Control Department, that is, the superior department of the Committee on Disposal of Dangerous Biology, and they are responsible for it. Unless the nature is bad and there is almost no need to be tried, it will be directly delegated. This is because the results of the hearing are often not very good."

Hermione was silent for a few seconds and said angrily: "It's Malfoy! They influenced the choice of the Ministry of Magic. I heard that the Malfoy family donated a large amount of money to the Ministry of Magic every year!"

"It's reasonable to speculate." Felix said, nodding, he took a sip of butterbeer, "There's no need to be angry, the pure blood family always has extraordinary influence on these irrelevant trivial matters."

Hermione stared at him blankly. The professor seemed to look down on the pure blood family?

"The pure blood family is like a group of spiders. They rely on years to weave a huge web. They are well-informed, have many ears and ears, and are accustomed to changing their minds. When they encounter small insects, even some smaller birds, they can swallow them clean... Even if they encounter dangers that cannot be fought against, they can hide in the dark corner and wait quietly for the danger to pass."

"Professor, are you saying they are simply unable to fight against huge creatures?" Hermione felt that she understood the professor's ideas.
Chapter completed!