days at Hogwarts

Chapter 760 Principal Fontana’s Kindness
It was a sunny day early in the morning.

In order to leave a good impression on her colleagues in the working group, Hermione got up early, washed, and chose a calm and solemn wizard robe. After hesitating for a moment, she changed into an ordinary but decent outfit.

A simple black jacket paired with a white shirt has a casual suit style, a basic and classic style with almost no patterns, and it is even difficult to tell whether it is a Muggle costume or a wizard's product.

Loren nodded as he looked at it. The intellectual girl looked really pleasing to the eye in this outfit, and there was also a bit of uniform temptation.

Hermione dragged Nancy to eat breakfast together. She could no longer remember what food was on the plate or what the jam tasted like. During the entire breakfast, she asked about the departmental structure, staff system, salary structure, working hours, and promotion path of ordinary employees of the Magical Congress of the United States of America...

"What are the key policies of the Magical Congress of the United States in recent years?"

"Uh……"

"How is the security system you set up in conjunction with the No-Maj government to treat werewolves?"

"Uh……"

"How do you werewolves survive on your own without help?"

"Uh……"

"I heard that you recruited werewolf employees. Will you provide them with a path for promotion? Will you let them have access to core power?"

"Uh……"

This incoming intern is indeed very intelligent. His questions hit the mark, his vision is accurate, and his words are sharp.

Nancy's forehead was sweating from the questions. Miss Granger was like a newspaper reporter, feeling that a headline might be published in tomorrow's "New York Ghost" at any time. If Mr. Kohaug had not specifically instructed her, no one in the entire working group would dare to answer these questions truthfully.

Hermione, who was unaware of this, felt a little strange.

Every time she asked some key questions, Nancy's expression was very subtle, but she would not directly refuse to answer. She always hesitated to reveal some superficial information, and then she was questioned bit by bit to dig out...

After breakfast, Miss Nancy Booth's eyes were completely numb and she began to answer every question.

Loren, who was dining at the same table, listened to the whole process and secretly lamented that Miss Granger's torture techniques were so horrible and he really wanted to experience it if he had the chance.

Breakfast was over and Hermione went to work.

Loren did not go to the Woolworth Building. He wanted to talk to Dumbledore. After asking around in the hotel but getting no news, he used space magic to teleport back to Mount Greylock.

The air in the mountains is fresh.

He did not rush directly into Ilvermorny Castle, but stopped outside the school gate and slowly walked into the school. The morning sun slanted through the branches and leaves, not scorching people. The chirping and singing of birds could be heard faintly on both sides of the tree-lined path, making the forest seem even quieter.

A Pukchi waiter nimbly climbed up to the treetop, holding a full-length pair of gardening shears in his hand, and began to trim the branches. He paused when he saw the person coming, then relaxed after confirming his face, allowing the wizard to look him over as he walked into the campus.

The goblins in the bushes quietly moved away, causing a rustling sound of branches and leaves shaking.

A small river was flowing in the distance of the forest, and there was a magical light flickering under the water. It was unclear whether it was the legendary long-horned water snake.

It made him look like a student at Ilvermorny.

Loren stopped and looked at these magical animals for a few minutes. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye. He turned around and saw a gentle-faced wizard standing at the end of the road.

Principal Fontana, with a golden Gordian knot tied around his chest, smiled and greeted the Pukchi gardener on the tree, then soon came closer.

"Good morning, Loren dear."

"Good morning." Loren nodded.

"If you're here to see Albus and Professor Snape, you'll probably be disappointed. They left yesterday afternoon."

"That's it..."

Loren thought for a moment, took out his communicator and sent a message to the two men. After a few minutes, there was no reply. Remote instant messaging was convenient for everyone, except for these two guys.

Professor Snape should have returned, but the exact location is uncertain. It could be Spinner's End, Hogwarts, or he could have gone to Godric's Hollow to comfort the soul of Lily Potter.

Headmaster Dumbledore's whereabouts are even more difficult to guess.

Principal Fontana stood quietly by and waited, occasionally communicating with the Pukchi gardener. Life in the mountains was a bit boring, and the situation outside was very complicated. If he went out, he might be forced to take on a lot of work outside of his job. Having a guest would make the life more lively.

When he put away the communicator, Fontana spoke slowly:
"Don't worry, it's almost mid-August, and school will start in three weeks. We'll see each other when school starts."

"I'm not in a hurry..."

"I heard that Miss Granger will be interning at the Magical Congress for a while. If you feel bored, you are welcome to visit Ilvermorny. School is about to start, and our library and alchemy research center will also be open." Fontana smiled gently, "Books and those interesting things are good for killing time."

"I'm interested in alchemy."

"Speaking of the research center, some professors at the school have already submitted their research projects for next year. They heard that the snake tree was burned by the fierce fire, and proposed to study the properties of the remaining ashes and observe the process of the snake tree's redevelopment." Fontana paused, "If you are interested, you can go and take a look while they rush back to divide up the materials."

"Sounds like Potions."

"Professor Snape praised your Potions."

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"Will he praise me?"

"I'm probably not old enough to be confused, and my hearing is still good."

Fontana led him through the castle and to the forest behind. The vine fences had been removed and the snake tree had been burned down to a stump. He couldn't help but sigh, "It is said that it takes three hundred years for a snake tree to grow from a bud to a big tree. This time, with the care of the professor of herbal medicine, it should be faster. I wonder if I can see it flourish again before I retire."

"The tree roots and the source of magic power are still there, so new buds should sprout soon. But it will probably take some time to restore to its original state."

Loren squatted down and looked at the stump carefully. The outer layer had been carbonized and burnt black, and it broke into pieces with a slight pinch of the hand.

There is still vigorous vitality in the ashes, echoing the vigorous vitality that is being nurtured beneath the soil.

Loren subconsciously analyzed the magic and medicinal properties of the ashes, and many potion recipes flashed through his mind.

This is an incredible medicinal herb.

The vitality of the blood surpasses that of unicorns, and it is completely free of curses and toxicity. It is very suitable for adding to potions such as white fresh essence and bone spirit, which can greatly enhance the healing effect. As long as the person is not killed on the spot by the killing curse, drinking a bottle can save him. Even if it is natural aging, using this ashes to prepare potions can extend life for several months.

"If it's useful to you, take some." Fontana explained, "When the other professors come back, they will be divided up for research. It will be troublesome to take it back then. Hide some before they know about it."

"..."

Loren was silent for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "Just let me take it for free?"

"Just some ashes."

Fontana's tone was calm and understated, with a hint of Dumbledore's demeanor: "If you are worried, you can think of this as an investment, a gift from Ilvermorny to befriend you and Hermione."

"So optimistic about us?"

"Ilvermorny's school spirit is more open than Hogwarts. The backgrounds of the students we accept are more complex, and we are more familiar with the development of the No-Maj society. Even though we don't have the gift of prophecy, we can still foresee future trends..."

“What a good vision.”

Loren bent down, picked up a handful of ashes and put them into a glass test tube.

I wonder if Professor Snape has secretly packed some of them and given them to him to study carefully, so that the professor won't lose his life goal and fall into confusion. Maybe he can even get a Merlin badge for his achievements in potions, just like Damocles Belby who invented the wolfsbane potion.

As for himself, he can be the second author or the corresponding author.

(End of this chapter)