Hogwarts, this professor is too stable.

Mr. Harry Potter, who had just entered Hogwarts for more than a month, felt that he really couldn't figure out the character of the teachers in the school.

Professor Snape, who taught Potions class, was the person he hated most before. The greasy-headed man who looked like a big bat made him make a big fool of himself in front of everyone in the first Potions class. Later, he made a fool of himself in front of everyone. He always likes to target Gryffindor students in class and find various reasons to deduct points from them. But recently, he has stopped playing. Every day there is a formulaic class schedule. He seems to just want to explain the content in the textbook clearly and then drive the students away from him.

I have to say that this method of teaching played right into Harry's hands.

"It would be nice if Professor Snape stayed like this." With the previous comparison, Harry couldn't help but think so.

All the first-year students in Gryffindor House seem to think so, except Hermione. She always says that there is no soul in class without questions, but who would care about that guy who always likes to be in the limelight?

Defense Against the Dark Arts is Harry's favorite class. Professor Moody's class is always full of surprises, and Harry benefits a lot every time. He is now able to use simple spells to test an item. Was it cast under black magic?

But what attracted Harry the most about this course was not the magical magic, but the beautiful teaching assistant.

Miss Tonks would always change her hair to different colors, which matched her face and figure, giving 11-year-old Harry a childhood fantasy.

But to be honest, Tonks is not only Harry's illusion, but also the illusion of many young wizards at Hogwarts.

Who in their childhood did not dream of marrying the beautiful teacher who once taught them when they grow up? Moreover, Tonks is among the current Hogwarts teachers, but in terms of appearance, there is no one who can beat her.

The attentive little wizards noticed that Assistant Tonks always dressed her hair gray recently, and she seemed to be in a bad mood.

For a moment, the heat of this incident in Hogwarts even reached the secret room at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.

At this moment, in the office of the Muggle Studies professor, Miss Tonks, the subject of the hot search, was pouring out her bitterness.

The young lady pointed at Mochir's nose angrily, "You have concentrated and isolated unicorns. Are you really not afraid of raising such noble magical creatures into mules?"

Mochir looked at Tonks speechlessly. His focus was on the other party's granny-grey hair, which indeed had a... well, a sense of age.

About the non-mainstream era of "Imissyou, Imissyou, every day...".

"Are you listening when I'm talking to you? You can't lock up unicorns. That's disrespectful to magical creatures and blasphemous to nature!"

Rolling his eyes, Mochier said calmly: "Research must advance, and I didn't expect Professor Snape to move really fast. This matter was decided by Professors Dumbledore and Snape. The executor is Hagrid, and I have no involvement at all, so what’s the use of complaining to me?”

I just came back from Scamander Institute and he came to me in a hurry. Is this all Moody said?

Neuropathy!

And Mochir didn't think Tonks really cared about the so-called nature. There was no way to raise a unicorn into a mule in this world, and magic couldn't do it either.

The reason why the other party is so anxious is nothing more than the task given to her by Moody, which is to investigate the murder of the Forbidden Forest Unicorn Tia and her mother.

With no surveillance, almost all traces around him being carefully cleaned, and no clues found in the soul fragments, Tonks could only think of one solution - wait for the murderer to commit another crime.

She had just finished setting up surveillance cameras in the places where each unicorn frequented (kindly sold by Mochir for 10 gold galleons), and those unicorns were carried to the banquet by Hagrid like little ponies. The newly built "protection shelter" next to the forest.

You can imagine how depressed Tonks was!

It doesn't matter what her internship performance is, the key is that she, Tonks, has never suffered such a loss before, and she has no room to reason!

Hearing Moqil's words, Tonks could no longer suppress her anger. She raised her voice and said, "You made a full 500 gold galleons from me, and you are the one doing this research." Participant, don’t you want to say something about this?”

"What do you want me to say? That I know clearly that they will gather the unicorns to make money from you? Tonks, you came to me to buy surveillance eyes at the beginning, and so did I refine this alchemy tool. If it takes time, you can write to any alchemy workshop you know and ask if the price I am giving you is a fair price!"

Moqier hasn't said yet that the surveillance systems created by those rubbish alchemists outside will not be able to catch up with him even if they study for a hundred years.

1080P resolution is a function that can be used for free without a membership. The membership version purchased by Tonks even has a full range of 360 images, plus the magic of automatically applying target mark tracking through the monitoring magic eye, which costs 10 gold galleons. 1 That definitely... only made her a little money.

Ask about the cost.

Tonks was a little anxious when she was told this, and her tone of voice softened involuntarily. She didn't have much wealth, so she just said whatever came to her mind. What Moqil just said, she meant it. Never thought of that.

"You know I didn't mean that." She hurriedly explained. Putting aside the fact that it didn't work, the 50 alchemy monitors Moqil sold her were indeed useful and could be used again in the future. This would be very helpful to her in the future. It was of great help to her Auror career. She was just depressed for several days. Did anyone say that she just couldn't help but say such angry words to Moqil just now?

"I know for sure that you don't mean this." Moqier could clearly see what the other party was thinking. He didn't know anything. He was just using some tricks to get ahead of others. "It's not a matter of protecting the unicorn." Bad thing, if the mysterious murderer really needs the unicorn's blood, he will definitely take action. It's just a matter of time. The unicorns are all in that laboratory now, whether you are arranging surveillance or follow-up The arrest work has been given greater guarantee. The one who is anxious at this time should not be you, but the murderer. Do you understand what I say? "

Tonks muttered without knowing what she was talking about, and her expression was quite cute, like a little girl who had been criticized by her parents: I know I was wrong, but I just am not convinced.

"Okay, hurry up and do your work. Every day you have to write a textbook for Professor Moody to prepare for Professor McGonagall's inspection, you also have to investigate the case, and you have to deal with a bunch of little brats' confessions. You don't have much time. Just waste it on me."

Moqier tried his best to hold back his laughter. He had never imagined that the little wizard at Hogwarts would be so open now. He would dare to confess his love to his teacher in the first grade, and the love letter he wrote would be so low: "As long as you are willing to transfer it." Boss, I have been waiting for you for the rest of my life, and I can make an unbreakable vow for this."

Tonks' reply: "Kid, you have only lived less than 1/10 of your life. Making a lifelong commitment is not just playing house with your friends."

Seeing Moqil's appearance, Tonks' anger that had just been suppressed started to rise again. She had to do this, otherwise what would happen to the shame that had no place in her heart?

"If you dare to use Legilimency on me again, I will cast an Imperius Curse on you and make you do a striptease in the school auditorium!" She pretended to be a vicious threat.

Tonks turned around and prepared to leave. She really didn't have time to complain here.

When she walked to the door, she seemed to think of something again, and turned around and said: "Jack's life in Slytherin is very bad, even with my care. The amount of points I can use to deduct is very small, Slater." Lin and the others didn’t take my warning to heart at all, you are a formal professor, please help Jack.”

The two of them were now familiar with each other, and they no longer had any scruples about speaking. Otherwise, even a person as heartless as Tonks would not have spoken out about threatening students with deductions.

Mochir nodded, and calmly took out a letter from under the table. While opening the letter, he replied to Tonks, "Let the bullet fly for a while, and we will help it rebound when it hits bottom. "

After saying that, the letter in his hand had been opened. He signaled Tonks to leave, and he concentrated on reading the letter in his hand.